After Lin Mengya looked at the dumbfounded Ning Qiu, she personally held the pot of peonies and left the wing.
"Let's go, take me to the madam."
Fengyu Garden was not very big. She and Ning Qiu only walked through a few long corridors and saw the main hall where Madam Jingrou was kneeling.
In fact, Fengyu Garden is still quiet now. Even Ning Qiu remembered to stamp her feet and did not dare to sneak out to find reinforcements. Lin Mengya understood that Madam Jingrou probably wanted to endure the calm for a while.
However, the great king was very aggressive in the future, and even if he gave in, there would be endless troubles. After all, people's words can be feared.
"Girl, the queen and the ladies are all inside. It's better to let Ning Qiu go in, so as not to bump into the ladies."
Now, Ning Qiu is a little more convinced of this girl.
It's just that this girl has a sharp eye and doesn't look like she comes to the palace often. The ladies are all here at this time, and she is really afraid that something unexpected will happen to this girl who is very valued by the young prince.
"It doesn't matter, just go in and report, and say that our wife will send someone back to report on the errand. Don't worry about the rest."
Lin Mengya smiled. Not to mention that she had been taught good manners and manners by her mother specially arranged by her father since she was a child. In the past year or so, the people she had met were all relatives of the emperor. Is this a problem?
Down her.
Ning Qiu wanted to say something more, but suddenly there was a sound of a teacup being thrown to the ground in the main hall. The girl seemed to be startled, and she didn't care about so much, and immediately ran into the hall.
go.
"Qi Qi, my Majesty, someone wants to see your Majesty."
With her thin little body, she knelt down in the cold palace. The figure that Lin Mengya looked at seemed to be trembling. Despite this, she was able to rush in to protect the master, which showed that she was loyal.
Moreover, this girl is much smarter than she imagined. She also knows how to say everything she is told, and she is a malleable talent.
"Oh? Who dares to come to see you at this time? Sister Jingrou, the people in your palace really don't understand the rules."
A rather deserted female voice came from inside the hall.
I'm afraid the only one who dares to speak out at this time is the Queen.
"My dear, please forgive me. It's all my fault, and I should be punished by myself."
Her gentle yet tough tone, even now, is still neither humble nor arrogant, nor anxious nor slow.
Lin Mengya admired the courage of Mrs. Jingrou very much. She thought that she could protect her son even when he was still in his infancy. She had always been determined, determined and courageous.
However, if you blindly tolerate and compromise, you will definitely be rewarded by the other party's pressing step by step. Mrs. Jingrou can suffer some pain for Xiaoyu. Others may not embarrass her for the sake of their children.
What's more, now that Xiaoyu has become more mature, she can no longer be manipulated by others.
"Oh? I am curious. A little servant deserves to be protected like this by you, my sister. In this case, I may want to meet her. Let her come in and give me a look."
The Queen is indeed good at finding trouble. Even though Mrs. Jingrou has been so humble, she still doesn't let go of even one of her servants.
Ning Qiu stood up and retreated tremblingly, but when she saw Lin Mengya holding peonies, she had a worried look on her face.
He smiled comfortingly, lowered his head, and looked respectful.
Lin Mengya took gentle steps, raised the peonies above her head, and quietly entered the main hall.
It was very quiet everywhere, even the sound of breathing was barely audible.
Lin Mengya didn't squint her eyes, she just followed Ning Qiu's example and knelt on the ground to salute and say hello.
"My servant Helan, please pay homage to the Queen."
An extremely sharp gaze swept over her, and finally rested on the peony she held up.
Lin Mengya knew that the look belonged to the queen. She knelt there obediently and allowed the queen to kill her with her eyes.
But her unmoving look seemed to dampen the queen's interest. After snorting coldly, Lin Mengya heard the queen's cold tone.
"I thought it was someone, it was just a flower. It's just sister Jingrou, what happened today was caused by a pot of flowers. It seems that you really like these insignificant things."
Ordinary flowers? Lin Mengya secretly despised the queen for her ignorance.
Mrs. Jingrou was also stunned because she had never seen this flower or this person before.
Lin Mengya raised her head, and under the cover of peony, she quickly blinked at Madam Jingrou.
The latter was slightly surprised, but she had long been accustomed to big scenes, so she still had the ability to adapt to changes at will.
"I don't dare, please forgive me, the queen."
"Oh? The queen should listen to it. You asked her to bring these flowers. Do you want to show off to the queen?"
With a 'bang' sound, the queen's hand fell heavily on the table, shocking the people around her and losing their breath.
Dare to breathe.
Lin Mengyao had enough of touching the Queen's majesty, so she pretended to be frightened and spoke.
"For the Queen, the name of this flower is Zi Rui. It is a famous species of peony that Madam Jingrou specially found for the Queen. The Madam often said that the Queen has thousands of phoenixes, and ordinary peonies will naturally not show up.
Your magnanimity comes to mind. Only the unique and famous species in this world can be worthy of you. And our country has always regarded dark colors as luxurious. How can those water-red peonies be worthy of the Queen?
"
Although the words were trembling a little, they still sounded like a bitch.
The peony in her hand will turn an extremely seductive deep purple color for a while because of the dripping of her blood.
But after one night, the flowers will wither. After all, not all plants can bear the blood of her, the leader of all poisons.
"Oh? That's it. Su Ye, take the peony in her hand."
The queen was obviously intrigued by her, and soon, a pair of hands took the flowerpot in Lin Mengya's hand.
The peony mixed with her blood doesn't just turn purple...
The scent of peony combined with the smell of her blood had a small enchanting effect.
If ordinary people smell this smell, they will feel that they want more and more. If it lasts for a long time, they will become addicted.
Sure enough, the Queen sniffed it but said nothing.
"Well, these flowers are quite nice. I raised my head and wanted to see which room the palace maid was in, and she was so smart."
After Lin Mengya kowtowed to the Queen, she raised her head, but she looked polite, and her timid eyes just kept staring at the ground, not daring to look around.
"He is really a wise man, get up."
The queen thought it was because of the purple peony that she was extra tolerant of Lin Mengya.
As she retreated to a corner, Lin Mengya's gaze was vaguely in contact with Madam Jingrou's.
Now, she could clearly see the clarity inside.
Kneeling in the center is a beautiful lady in sandal-colored clothes.
When she first met Xiaoyu, she thought that parents who could give birth to such exquisite faces must be stunningly beautiful.
Now it has confirmed her guess. Although the passage of time has caused Mrs. Jingrou to lose her most rare youth.
But the dignity and tenderness that have accumulated over the years have become more mellow and valuable. r> Her delicate eyebrows, illuminated by the soft light of the hall, seemed to have put on a disguise of natural weakness for her.
But those eyes that seemed to contain a pool of autumn water were so calm. With just one glance, Lin Mengya knew that this Mrs. Jingrou was a woman with a strong will.
Only such a woman can join hands with the king of Lieyun Kingdom who is ups and downs in power.
"Did my sister really find this flower for me?"
The queen, who was sitting at the head of the table, was wearing a red dress that was particularly eye-catching.
After all, Lin Mengya is just a small character, so even if she takes a few secret glances, no one will notice.
Compared to Mrs. Jing'an, who is soft on the outside but strong on the inside, although the queen's eyes and brows are still noble, she is a little less calm and restrained.
Even at this age, she still wears a head full of beads in a flamboyant way, and her face is as beautiful as it is beautiful, but that bit of meanness destroys her appearance and the pleasure she brings to others.
Even if such a person is welcomed home, he is nothing more than a shrew.
No wonder you don't deserve the king's love and affection. Some things are truly fateful.
"Yes, I saw the peonies that were presented as tribute a few days ago. I felt that the color was a bit frivolous, so I took it upon myself to have the concubines bring them and put them in my palace. Helan, I am the one who came before me.
On this day, I sent you to look for precious flower seeds for the Queen."
Anyone can push the boat with the tide, and Jingrou has always avoided the queen.
This time, he would rather kneel down than send someone to complain to the king, which had ruined the queen's mood.
Moreover, because of Lin Mengya's pot of peonies, things have finally eased up.
If the Queen continues to be unyielding at this time, it will appear that she is stingy.
Although Jingrou is a boring gourd, it doesn't mean that she really has nothing to worry about.
Thinking of this, he turned his eyes and looked at the purple peony on Su Ye's hand. Although he was unwilling to do so, he had to forget it for the time being.
"In this case, I have wronged my sister. But sister, you have to know that even the king has to respect me. Although the king allows you to participate in the matters in the palace, there are some things that my sister still does not want.
It's better to make the decision on your own, so as not to cause many misunderstandings between us sisters."
"I don't dare. This matter was indeed done recklessly by me. The queen's kindness and power are combined. She is really a model for us to follow."
After all these words, she didn't have any thoughts of rebellion. The Queen's punch was just like hitting cotton, and it didn't hurt or itch.
