Chapter 6: Miss Dan, I feel unhappy

Author: ten lights

Chapter 6: Miss Dan, I feel unhappy

"Help me walk." Yan Wanqing took a deep breath and ordered, Cong Ge's eyes were red, and he helped her forward slowly.

The master and servant had just walked a little way when they were blocked by a maidservant.

"Princess, my master invites you."

The maidservant was dressed in a green shirt, without any embellishment on her body, and her whole figure looked like the curling smoke in a painting.

The moment Yan Wanqing saw her, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The maidservant was none other than the most hidden sword around Xiao Hongshen - Mo Shan.

In his previous life, it was this knife that shot the last arrow in his life.

"You are such a rude girl. You have to send me a greeting card in advance to invite my lady. There is no reason to block the way to invite someone." Cong Gemei said with eyes wide open. She knew exactly what condition her lady was in now and she had to go home to rest quickly.

But Mo Shan ignored Cong Ge and stood in the middle of the road with a low eyebrow.

Yan Wanqing knew she was waiting for her answer, so she chuckled.

Today, he originally brought two girls, Cong Ge and Cong Huan, but now only Cong Ge is left with him, but Cong Huan can't be found, so he must have gone to spread the news.

But this was my intention in bringing her out.

"Nanshan Plum Blossom Banquet, under the bodhi tree." Yan Wanqing spat out a few words and walked forward. This time, Mo Shan no longer blocked the road and stepped aside, speaking in a calm voice: "Master will definitely come as promised.

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Yan Wanqing did not stop, but walked to the palace gate with Cong Ge's support, where the carriage stopped.

"Why don't you say anything?" Yan Wanqing caught a glimpse of Cong Ge's frowning expression out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly found it interesting.

Cong Ge saw his young lady joking, so he said: "Miss, it must be that girl Cong Huan..."

"I know." Yan Wanqing was very calm.

"Miss, you know why you still--" Cong Ge suddenly stopped and looked at Yan Wanqing with wide eyes: "Miss, did you do it on purpose?"

Yan Wanqing didn't say anything, but said: "Congge, the fragrance of this plum is astonishing, but the color is actually a bit more elegant."

Congge Wenyan looked back at the yellow branches sticking out from the palace gate, the fragrance was in his breath, and Yan Wanqing's voice without any emotion was in his ears.

"Young lady, I feel unhappy."

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When the master and servant left the palace gate, Cong Ge saw Cong Huan leaning on the carriage and taking a nap from a distance. She immediately turned cold.

"This bitch is still in the mood to sleep."

Yan Wanqing knew that Cong Ge had a jealous temper, so he patted the back of her hand.

After all, Cong Ge couldn't hold it back. After walking over, he gave Cong Huan a hard push.

Cong Huan was pushed so hard that he almost fell off the carriage. He was so angry that he almost exploded. He complained directly to Yan Wanqing: "Miss, look at Cong Ge -"

Yan Wanqing glanced at her calmly, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes were filled with overwhelming pressure.

Cong Huan's face turned pale, and all the words he had to say were choked in his throat.

Seeing this, Cong Ge sneered and said in a bad tone: "You are really a lazy person, how can you sleep comfortably during your afternoon nap? You shameless thing, don't block the young lady from getting into the carriage, get out!"

Cong Huan had never experienced such grievance, her eyes were red and tears came out all of a sudden. She looked at Yan Wanqing eagerly, but Yan Wanqing seemed not to have seen it and opened the curtain and entered the carriage.

How did that happen?

In the past, Yan Wanqing doted on her the most, leaving her a portion of delicious and fun things. Congge would scold her, and the young lady would help her speak up and not see her cry. But since when did Yan Wanqing change?

Where is it?

Is it from the last time she sent a message to the Seventh Prince? But she also did it for the good of the young lady. The young lady is getting older and her health is getting worse. The Seventh Prince is handsome and excellent, and speaks softly. The young lady really doesn’t know what is good or bad.

"What are you doing in a daze? Driving." After a while, Cong Ge opened the curtain with a dazed look on his face and cursed at Cong Huan.

Cong Huan could only hold his breath, wave his horsewhip, and drive out of the palace gate.

"Miss, put down the curtain quickly. The wind is just right and cold, but you can't help it."

Yan Wanqing watched the majestic palace slowly shrinking, with a meaningful look at the end of his eyes, and then slowly lowered the curtain.

Some people hate their country and their family, while others have long-lasting love for their children. They are all human beings, and they are all just choices.

She had said everything she needed to say very clearly this time, and she had a clear conscience for the rest.

As the carriage passed through the busy city, there was a lot of people, so it had to go slowly.

Yan Wanqing opened a corner of the curtain and looked outside. It was almost noon, under the warm sun, the smell of rice was fragrant, and the smoke of the human world was everywhere.

In her previous life, she was involved in all kinds of conspiracies and conspiracies, and she had no time to be exposed to them.

"Miss, do you want to go down for a walk?" Cong Ge whispered.

Yan Wanqing shook her head: "Forget it." She had not yet finished her great work, and she had no interest in human affairs.

Congge saw her face turned pale and felt uncomfortable and anxious. As expected, Yan Wanqing collapsed as soon as she arrived at the house.

Everyone in the lotus garden was in a hurry again, and finally sent away the imperial doctor. The garden became quiet, and the palace heard that the imperial concubine had sent supplements.

Listening to the noise in the front yard, Yan Wanqing woke up from the nightmare in a daze.

"woke up?"

When I opened my eyes, I saw Mrs. Sun sitting on the edge.

Yan Wan cleared her dry throat and called her mother. Sun's eyes immediately turned red.

"Why did you come into the palace today?" Mrs. Sun said slowly. The house was very quiet, with only the crackling sound of candles burning.

Yan Wanqing looked away: "...Why does mother ask?"

Mrs. Sun's fingertips holding the beads turned white, and she let out a long sigh: "You have always had ideas since you were a child, but the more you act like this, the more afraid I am that something will happen to you. What did you say to the imperial concubine when you entered the palace today?

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"The mother already knew and still asked her daughter what to do." Yan Wanqing was a little unconvinced.

It was said that Sun felt unbelievable when she heard those words from the secret guard before, but now seeing her daughter's expression, she was even more on pins and needles. It took half a minute before she could hold back: "...you are just guessing!

Do you know the current situation of the Yan family, what you said may not protect the Yan family, and the Sun family may even sit down!"

A desolate smile appeared on Yan Wanqing's white lips. She wished that everything in her previous life was just imagined by her, but no, it was an established fact that the Yan and Sun families had been massacred. Any move she made at this moment would

It's about saving the situation.

"Mom, do you trust me?" She looked at her mother with red eyes.

Sun's lips trembled twice, and the mother and daughter looked at each other speechlessly.

According to the ancestral training of the Yan family, she was not allowed to ask the secret guard what Yan Wanqing did in the palace today, but mother and daughter were connected, and since she recovered from the cold, her whole person has become a lot more gloomy, and she has become a mother.

You are not blind, you can see it naturally.

She fell ill when she came back from the palace today. How could she not be anxious, so she asked the secret guard about it. Who knew it was such a shocking secret!

This time, Mrs. Sun felt that the Buddhist beads in her hand could no longer reassure her.

"What are you going to do next?" Sun asked with a sore throat.

Yan Wanqing's eyes were scarlet and her voice was hoarse: "Mom, just trust me, there's no need to ask too much."

"Do you want to change the people in your yard again?"

"No, if you change it, someone will come in. My daughter now knows roughly who has spies in the yard." Yan Wanqing didn't want to go to such trouble: "Only when the mice have a clean nest can they feel at ease."
Chapter completed!