The last night in the former Qin Palace may really turn into a sleepless night.

It must have finally happened that the princess disappeared. Looking from a distance, the entire Taishi Palace was brightly lit, countless guards and palace attendants were coming in and out, and noisy shouts were heard everywhere.

"Your Highness, where are you?"

"Haven't the bricks at the entrance of this secret passage been removed yet? Bastard!"

"A bunch of trash, they can't even look down on a woman!"

However, among the shouts and curses, only the voices of a group of women were particularly harsh.

Extraordinarily... full of true feelings.

After all, a group of people were shaking and crawling around inside and outside the temple, raising their hands and shouting and crying from time to time, but they were all focused on their own roles and did not even notice the girl hiding under a tree outside the temple.

Listening to the guards' angry curses, even the stones chopped into pieces by the men in black at the secret passageway in the palace have not been removed yet.

Waiting for these people to rescue her, the princess's bones would go cold.

Rather than finding the princess, these palace people probably wanted to find a scapegoat.

Ying Baoyue stared coldly at the palace maids outside the palace who looked more like a unilateral beating of a female official than a scuffle.

Under the cold moonlight of the first quarter moon, in the shadow of the huge pillar outside the Taishi Temple, an atrocity was taking place.

Although she is only at level ten now, she can somewhat hide her aura. Ying Baoyue took a slight breath and approached the fighting maids.

Perhaps she was too focused on beating and scolding, so when she walked quietly to the group of people, no one in the group of palace maids noticed, and they just kicked the person on the ground with their feet.

The man was very thin, with a very pointed jaw exposed in the shadow from under his loose clothes.

Naturally, women will not be as violent as men in their actions. Even kicking someone looks delicate, but Ying Baoyue knows very well how painful it is when the clay clogs worn by the palace maid kick against the mortal body.

kill without spilling blood.

However, in the midst of this fierce violence, the female officer on the ground curled up into a bow shape, as if she was tightly protecting something in her arms, and remained silent.

Ying Baoyue looked at the thin figure on the ground, her pupils narrowed.

She was a thin, middle-aged female official who had already groomed herself. She was obviously older among the group of palace maids. She should have been respected in the palace based on seniority, but she was rolling on the ground in a miserable state. However, even though it was only a short time

At a glance, Ying Baoyue recognized her as the female official who opened the curtain of her bed before.

Compared with the older female officials, the young palace maids around them were more domineering.

"Are you not talking? Your Highness the Princess disappeared during your night watch. Do you still think you are justified?"

"Mrs. Yao is no longer here, do you think you can ride on our heads at your old age?"

"No one can protect your miserable life this time!"

The palace servants that the little Princess Baoyue had grown up with had been completely eliminated after the last princess disappeared. The palace servants sent to serve her tonight were all transferred from other palaces.

Including the cold palace.

Ying Baoyue knew that as a princess with a delicate identity and a history of running away, taking care of her was definitely a hot job.

The palace attendants transferred tonight should all have done poorly in the former Qin palace. By extension, the closer a female official is to her, the less welcome she will be in the palace.

This thin female official had been sent to her bedside before, and her status in the palace was evident.

From the angry scoldings of the palace maids, Ying Baoyue also learned the reason why this female officer was not popular. Most likely, this female officer had been in the palace for more than ten years, and she was originally just a low-level palace maid.

, but because of her seniority and qualifications, she was later valued by a nanny and became a female officer overseeing the palace people.

Since he is the supervisor of the palace people, he will naturally find many shortcomings. If he is unselfish, he will make countless enemies.

Three years ago, the correctional nun who promoted this female officer died of illness. Naturally, the female officer's resentment erupted and she became the target of public criticism.

Living in the palace, but not a smooth master?

Seeing the female official being beaten without making a sound, the other maids seemed to be even more annoyed. The leader, a young palace maid with a big waist and a round waist, grabbed the hair of the man on the ground and lifted her up, revealing her bruised face and her breasts.

The corner of the middle east and west.

That's a tip bag.

It looks very old, but it is neatly folded and there are finger marks on it, which shows how much its owner cherishes it.

The female officer's pale thin lips were pursed so tightly that you could hear the crunching sound of her teeth just by looking at her.

He is a stubborn person.

But just when the kit was pulled out, the middle-aged female officer who had remained silent suddenly started struggling violently.

"Don't touch!" Under the moonlight, the woman's face showed strong emotional fluctuations for the first time. Her numb eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding. She used all her strength to protect the small kit in her arms, even without caring.

The vital part was kicked.

"Hey, I know you are a woman who only cares about this thing!"

"I've long wanted to know what's in the treasure you carry around all day long! Land deed? Banknote?"

The surrounding maids suddenly became excited when they saw the reaction of the woman on the ground.

"Sister Gui, you and her roommates don't even know what they are pretending to be?"

"This woman asked her for mercy before, and she didn't even ask for money. I want to see what she is hiding!"

The stout palace maid stretched out her hand to grab it, but the thin woman didn't know where she got such great strength. Veins popped up in her hands, and she held on tightly to protect her. Her eyes suddenly shot out a clear cold light, as if in the snow.

A lone wolf stared at the palace maid.

Ying Baoyue, who was about to step forward, paused when suddenly a burst of white light flashed across his mind, and he was stunned for a moment.

These eyes...

Have you seen her somewhere?

"You, you bitch, dare to look at me like this? Who gave you the courage?" At this moment, the chubby palace maid's face twitched with anger. She picked up the woman's head and was about to hit it against the pillar!

Some timid palace maids covered their eyes, quietly opened their fingers, and waited to see the bloody scene.

The thin woman held the brocade bag in her arms tightly, as if she only cared about this thing. The palace maid holding her hair had a cruel look in her eyes, and she used all her strength to hit her head against the pillar, looking like she was about to hit it.

A happy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

However, the next moment, her ferocious smile froze on her lips.

There was a muffled crash.

It's not the crisp crashing sound that other palace maids imagined.

She covered her eyes and let go of her hand, staring blankly at the scene in front of her. The thin female officer, who had her eyes tightly closed, slowly opened her eyes and stared blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of her.

The expected severe pain did not come, but was replaced by an extremely soft touch.

The young palace maid who had just shown off her power looked blankly at the white hand placed between the woman's forehead and the pillar.

Just as the sword flashed and the flint flashed, just when the woman's head in her hand was about to hit the pillar, a hand was thrust in for no reason and cushioned the female officer's head.

"Who cares so much..."

Moving up the white wrist, the woman's originally angry voice became smaller and smaller, and her eyes opened wider and wider.

"Your Highness the Princess?"

"How is it possible? How could His Highness walk without making any sound? She...hey?"

"Your Highness..."

"impossible……"

"Your Highness, when will you..."

A palace maid sat down on the ground with a plop, and then there were sounds of panic and hurried confessions from all directions.

However, in the commotion, Ying Baoyue just stared at the face of the woman who was slumped beside the pillar.

who is she?

In those ungraspable memories, I once...
Chapter completed!