Jialan's eyes were still on the book. It was the secret book about medicine given to her by Hongjiu. She couldn't understand some places, and even some places seemed to have modern chemistry marks, which made her monk confused. Could it be that someone had traveled through time before in this peak continent?

For a moment, she actually forgot that there was someone who had kneeled in the flower hall for a while.

"I am a beautiful girl from Heluan Palace. Come to see the Mad Concubine." An Xiaowei finally couldn't kneel down. Even if she gave someone a warning, she didn't give her that! So she simply greeted her before Jia Lan responded.

"Oh, I didn't notice you in a trance, so I'll give you a seat." Jia Lan was still cold. For a person who had met for the first time, she could say so many words.

"The Mad Concubine is indeed a versatile civil and military talent, and she is so focused on reading." An Xiaowei secretly said to her. The rhetoric that these noble women often praise each other is very easy to use.

"Yeah." Jia Lan said coldly. She always treated strangers like this, as cold as a piece of ice.

An Xiaowei didn't know how to answer the conversation because Jialan didn't give her any chance.

"Is there something wrong?" Jia Lan raised her eyes and then looked at An Xiaowei. Well! Purple is OK, but the smiling face he pretended to be like a sarcoma-babies face, without any warmth at all, and looked extremely false.

It's really the same as his father.

"I first arrived in the palace and didn't know much about rules and regulations, but there is a difference between honor and honor. Although I am a beautiful girl and have no status, I even have this point, so I came to pay my respects to the Mad Concubine." An Xiaowei replied with a smile.

"Oh, I know." Jia Lan stared at the book again, thinking that she was coming to plead for her father, but after thinking about it carefully, the previous dynasty and the harem could not have colluded, and even the information was blocked. She shouldn't have known about her father's affairs, so she just dealt with it casually.

"And..." An Xiaowei deliberately made a embarrassed look.

"explain."

"I have something to ask for, not only can the Mad Concubine help?"

"explain."

An Xiaowei was almost so angry that she was doing a good job in her drama! Why didn't this crazy concubine respond? She said that she looked like she was not close to her.

"I was assigned to live in Heluan Palace. Although the conditions in the palace are also very good, the sisters are considered harmonious, but..."

Jia Lan hates this kind of desire to speak but stop. If you have something to say, you can say nothing and let it go! Not everyone is free and have nothing to do like you, and they only know how to plan for themselves. There are so many big things in the world! There is no time to deal with you here.

But after all, he is the daughter of an important official. In addition, he scolded his father so hard that he fainted in the court and felt a little self-blame in his heart.

"Speak straight." Jialan finally dinged her again.

"I have had a stubborn disease since I was young, and I like quietness but not moving. When my sisters were having nothing to do in the yard, I couldn't bear it. Therefore, I took the liberty to ask His Royal Highness for a grace." An Xiaowei deliberately showed a pitiful look, and wiped tears that didn't exist at all with the handkerchief in her hand.

"Do you want me to change your residence?" Jia Lan said in a word.

“That’s right.”

"This is not difficult. Behind the twelve palaces of the East and West, there are scattered Gong Yu. Qingjing, you can choose one." Jia Lanman replied casually, but her sharp eyes stopped a little in her eyes, keenly capturing the hesitation in An Xiaowei's heart.

"Those Gong Yu... are too desolate. I am timid by nature and I am alone. Even with a dowry maid, I dare not live there." An Xiaowei's body trembled slightly.

"Then where do you want to live?" Jialan asked.

"I am presumptuous, can I ask the Empress to give mercy? I think my father was still serving the country in his seventies, so that I can live with me and I can share the Qingyuan Hall? I guess there are many empty rooms in this hall, and I only carry two maids with me, which is not a problem." An Xiaowei looked submissive.

Originally, she didn't have any hope, just wanted to show her face to the Mad Concubine. But after thinking about it, it was difficult to impress the mad Concubine who was eccentric. It would be better to give her some conditions so that she could remember herself deeply.

Jia Lan smiled slightly, although her smile was still cold.

Seeing this, Heimu stepped forward and the green shirt danced with the wind. Although it was not like Jialan's natural beauty, it was also gentle and charming.

"The Angong people seem to have been usurped." Heimu's voice was soothing, but it had a hint of majesty. "The emperor has issued an order. The Qingyuan Palace gave the imperial concubine alone to live there. How could the palace people dare to speak? Don't you know that this is a serious crime of rebellion?"

An Xiaowei is worthy of being a wealthy family. Although she was nervous, she immediately showed a strong look: "There is no need for you to interfere with your masters when speaking!"

Heimu was not angry and continued: "The Angong people are also considered as ladies from a wealthy family. The reminder of me is actually considered to be interrupting, so I have nothing to say, and the ones who are punished are not me."

As he said that, Heimu returned to Jialan and shook his fan.

Who is Jialan? Even if you haven’t experienced palace fighting in person, you have seen it. I have watched "The Legend of Zhen Huan" dozens of times. How can those tricks and calculations that harm people escape her modern thinking? By the way, what is your palace fighting? You have experienced a lot of life and death in the officialdom, otherwise how could you become the only nutritionist in Zhongnanhai?

You underestimate me too much.

"Hei Mu, what are you saying?" Jia Lan raised her face, "Is this the attitude of talking to the master? Although the Angong Guest is not of the grade, and it is not as good as the fourth-rank Dianyi that the emperor personally granted, the Angong Guest is the master after all, and no matter how powerful you are, you are my slave."

What he said was undoubtedly a big mouth slapped An Xiaowei's face.

What? This little palace maid is just a bit beautiful, so why is she named the fourth-rank dictionary? She is the leader of the female officials in the palace. In this palace, even an ordinary little master has to flatter you!

"The people of Angong don't have to mind. Heimu has followed me for many years and is used to fighting outside. He is also a killer who has no blood. Naturally, he spoke a little." Jia Lan smiled.

What? This maid has been on the battlefield with the Mad Concubine? It is said that the deputy generals and guards who can follow the Mad Concubine are almost all strong. Could it be that this young maid is the same? Is it also a strong man?

She was too reckless, and An Xiaowei blamed herself secretly.
Chapter completed!