The first thousand and seventieth chapters replace the master
Si Cui shook his head hurriedly: "No, not the maid! Sister Lan Hui, the maid has never left here. If there is anything about the maid, can't my sister... be able to... see it clearly?" After all, the last sentence
He lacks confidence and his voice gradually weakens.
"Oh, really?" Lan Hui slowly walked up to Si Cui, "It's not the best. As maids, we should be more responsible!" Lan Hui pointedly taught Si Cui another lesson.
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Gong Yueyue opened her eyes and looked at Lan Hui.
This Lan Hui seemed to be very popular with the Sixth Prince, and even started to lecture others on behalf of his master!
"Lan Hui, please go down and have a rest. I don't need so many people here. If you have time, go to Zhuhui's place to replace her for a while, so that Zhuhui can eat with her mouth." After all, Si Cui is the sixth prince's concubine.
, letting others recommend her, Gong Yueyue did not want to add insult to injury, so she cooperated with Lan Hui to give Si Dian a blow.
After looking at Lao Yuan's mother who had been sent by the palace to stand as respectfully as an old tree stump, and then at Si Cui with resentment, Lan Hui reluctantly shouted in a low voice: "Princess, then... you are here
Wouldn’t it be gone…”
Gong Yueyue didn't wait for Lan Hui to say the word "own people", so she interrupted her with a wave of her hand, "Lan Hui, thank you, I really don't need so many people here." Gong Yueyue clarified what she meant again.
Lan Hui reluctantly bowed and saluted: "No, Princess, my maid will replace Zhu Hui now." Then she walked out backwards.
Zhuhui was arranged by Gong Yueyue to take care of the dowry she brought, Juhui was arranged by her to take care of the six hundred gold and the night pearl, and Xinhui followed her closely.
Only this Lan Hui, Gong Yueyue did not arrange any specific work for her. The reason is very simple, Lan Hui belongs to the Sixth Prince, and Gong Yueyue does not believe in the Sixth Prince at all, so how can she trust Lan Hui?
After Lan Hui left, the only three people left in the dormitory were the imperial maid Si Cui, the old Yuan mother, and the bride Gong Yueyue.
Gong Yueyue beckoned to Si Cui to get a basin of water, cleansed her face and washed her face. She then put down her high bun and loosened it, and then combed her hair in a simple style. Only then did she feel refreshed.
After feeling refreshed, Gong Yueyue began to take stock of everything in the dormitory.
The floor is made of rosewood pear wood, with a large Western Region plush carpet laid on the floor. Next to the north wall is a red sandalwood box... There is still no high table or high chair, and the sleeping area is only two that have been paved before.
The sleeping mat does have pillows, and there are two of them side by side!
Scanning them one by one, Gong Yueyue couldn't help but secretly pouted: What can the palace do? It's not just sleeping under the sky and the earth!
Hey, it would be great if I could have a big bed to sleep on...
At this moment, Gong Yueyue really missed her humble single bed. Even the bunk beds in the student dormitory during her college days were nostalgic enough.
Just when Gong Yueyue was sighing, the imperial maid, Si Cui, nodded like a kowtowing insect, covered her lips with her hand, and yawned frequently. But Lao Yuanmu, who had been standing like an old tree stump, seemed to be beaten.
He got an anesthesia needle and fell to the ground!
When there was still a glimmer of clarity in her consciousness, Gong Yueyue knew that she had been drugged with sweat medicine again.
...I don’t know how long it took, but Gong Yueyue felt a slight chill on her face and suddenly opened her eyes.
"Eighth sister-in-law, you are finally awake, maid..." Xinhui's surprised and slightly choked voice sounded beside her, and a trace of coolness slipped across Gong Yueyue's face.
It was Xinhui who once again covered her forehead with a cool handkerchief soaked in water.
Gong Yueyue closed her eyes, swallowed her saliva, and asked hoarsely: "Xinhui, where is this?"
Ning Yuan's mother's face came over: "Of course it's in the palace, where else can it be?" As she spoke, Ning Yuan's mother opened her heart and brought a bowl of honey water to Gong Yue.
Moisturize your throat.
Watching Gong Yueyue drink all the honey water in one breath, Ning Yuan's mother lovingly used the Juan handkerchief in her hand to dip the water stains on Gong Yueyue's lips, turned her head and looked down at Gong Yue with admiration.
The man from Yue bowed deeply: "Old slave, on behalf of my sister-in-law, I would like to thank Your Highness for saving my life again!" As Ning Yuan's mother spoke, she was about to kowtow to the Sixth Prince.
Zhao Changyuan naturally refused, and Lan Hui, who was standing by, hurriedly supported Ning Yuan's mother, and said with a smile: "Ning Yuan's mother is wrong! I naturally want to protect my princess, not to mention saving her life."
Help me, is it possible that my princess can't sleep peacefully in my palace? Wouldn't that be a joke! My dear, tell me, what the little king said is right?" After saying the last sentence, Zhao Changyuan returned to Gong Gong.
Yueyue narrowly glanced at her eyes.
Clearly teasing her.
Gong Yueyue couldn't help but stare, but she also knew that it seemed that the sixth prince had saved her again this time.
Then he stood up and said thank you: "Eighth sister-in-law, thank you so much, Your Highness!"
However, Zhao Changyuan did not appreciate it. He stood with his hands behind his back and said sternly: "Does the princess dislike the little king? Does she not like the title of princess so much?! The courtesy of being in the same cell has been completed, why don't you change your words?!" He looked angry, as if
Then he remembered something and immediately rushed people: "You all go down, I think my beloved concubine is not yet in love, and she thinks she is not the princess!"
While shooing away a few people, he complained: "...Today was originally my king's wedding night, but I almost let someone ruin my good deeds!"
Gong Yueyue, who had just woken up, watched helplessly as Xinhui, Ning Yuan's mother and others were kicked out of the house right in front of her eyes!
This was not over yet. Zhao Changyuan stood at the door of the room again and shouted loudly: "Ji Ying, Ji Ye, I will reward you two with ten gold each today. You two must guard this place tonight and you are not allowed to leave."
Half a step away from the dormitory! Remember to ensure the safety of the princess and the king, and don’t let young people listen to it in the corner!"
After saying that, Zhao Changyuan looked up and looked out the window where the sky was brighter, and murmured bitterly: "This Third Emperor brother is too stingy. He just broke his leg and kept making troubles. Newly married in London."
The night is also very noisy and dangerous, and it doesn't let anyone calm down. It's almost dawn, and in a hurry, I don't know if it will be late..."
Ji Ying and Ji Ye looked at each other, suppressing their smiles, and promised in unison: "I will definitely fulfill my mission! I would like to thank the king for the reward! I congratulate the king!" After the two people clasped their fists and saluted, they said a few words
After rising and falling, he disappeared into the shadows around the dormitory.
There are still such shameless people in the world. If there is anyone who can surpass Zhao Changyuan, Gong Yueyue would rather die!
Gong Yueyue didn't know how to describe it, and lay down on her back again in shame and anger.
Zhao Changyuan obviously didn't give her a chance to catch her breath. He closed the door carefully, turned around and quickly came to the bed where Gong Yueyue was. He took off his clothes in a few seconds, leaving only his middle coat on
He picked up Gong Yueyue's brocade quilt and said: "My beloved concubine, the little king is late, which makes my beloved concubine have a hard time waiting!"
As he spoke, his hands and feet simply hugged Gong Yueyue's body tightly.
A sudden chill came over me.
Gong Yueyue couldn't help but stiffen her body.
"Hey, is my concubine frozen?" Zhao Changyuan said as he stretched out his arm to touch the brocade quilt, "This brocade quilt of Bai Zi Tu was given by the queen mother in the palace! The queen is still looking forward to my concubine for it.
My imperial heir has many branches and leaves, but why is my beloved concubine caught in the cold? Well, in that case, I should replace it with a thicker one." (To be continued)