Seeing King Jin sleeping deeply, Huang Ting, who had been by King Jin's side, also felt sleepy.
He yawned in his mind and said in a louder voice: "Your Majesty, we are here."
King Jin opened his eyes, and after a moment of confusion, he immediately regained his clarity.
After getting off the sedan, he took off his heavy crown, handed it to Huang Ting, and strode inside. As soon as he entered the gate, You Song came over and whispered: "Your Majesty, the Eighth Master is here."
King Jin walked towards the back hall without looking back: "No."
You Song secretly cried out for Xie Zhou.
Letting Xie Zhou sit on the bench was more painful than sealing his mouth. He couldn't hear, couldn't see, and couldn't say anything. How could this eighth master, who was keen on stabbing people, endure it?
"yes."
"Is Qin-niang here?"
"arrive."
"Ask her to be a guest tomorrow."
"yes."
Qin Niang escaped from the disaster in the village and hid in a pile of charcoal. She didn't know what was going on outside and didn't dare to show her face. The cold wind blew through her clothes and her hands and feet were curled up with stiffness and pain. She didn't dare either.
move.
She kept hiding like a ghost, saving her life. As soon as she entered the palace, she fell asleep and knew nothing else.
She slept until three o'clock in the morning before she woke up from the guest room. When she heard that King Jin asked her to go to Zhuxi Zhai to accompany Mrs. Song, she quickly rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to prepare herself.
She inherited beauty and poverty from her parents. The two cannot be combined. Once both are present, people will fall into the abyss.
Having seen the dangers in the world, she knew that beauty was also her weapon, which allowed her to move among men with ease and without any disadvantage, so she cherished it very much and always paid attention to grooming.
But today was not going well.
She asked the little chambermaid who brought the things with suspicion: "Why is there not even a mirror in this room?"
The young chamberlain said: "Yesterday Huang Douzhi ordered us to put it into the warehouse."
"Why are you putting it in the warehouse?" Qin Niang became more and more puzzled, "Can you get me some?"
The young chamberlain shook his head: "I don't know, I know what he ordered. He said that without his instructions, not a single piece of debris can be taken out. How about you just face the basin?"
Qin Niang nodded helplessly, dressed herself up very neatly, had a hasty breakfast, and then went out.
Following the little chamberlain, she looked carefully at the scenery in the palace, and suddenly felt that the palace was very similar to Prince Jin.
It's amazing when you first look at it. If you look closely, you'll find a whole new world that seems to be endless.
She was originally very moved by Prince Jin who saved her from fire and water, but after just a slight touch of Prince Jin's true nature, her love disappeared without a trace, leaving only respect.
I don’t know if this unimpeded Madam Song also treats the King of Jin the same way.
There were gradually more and more bamboos, and in the end, they were all bamboos, tall and low, thick and thin, covering a vast area of deep and shallow green.
When walking along the path, you will feel calm and otherworldly, and it will also bring you a chill.
The path continued, as if there was no end. Looking around, there were only bamboos. The green shade covered the ground, covering Qin Niang, and she gradually got rid of her fear.
In the bamboo mountain and bamboo sea, only the sound of wind and birdsong echoed, and the sound of footsteps was too light to suppress the oppression brought by the creatures in the world, making people feel a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts.
Qin Niang became more and more timid as she walked. The wider and taller the bamboo forest became, the smaller she felt involuntarily. Even the chamberlain leading the way couldn't help but speed up her pace.
She did not dare to fall behind, and followed the chambermaid closely. When she saw the black eaves of the courtyard flying out of the embrace of bamboo, she breathed a sigh of relief.
The people who live here must have different minds than ordinary people, otherwise it would be difficult not to be afraid.
The chamberlain walked a few steps quickly and walked to the black Guangliang door. He grabbed the brass animal ring and patted it three times.
There are three words "Zhuxi Zhai" on the lintel. I don't know whose handwriting it was, and it has an ancient meaning.
The door opened, and inside there was a wide courtyard paved with bluestone slabs. There were no flowers or grass, and cut bamboos were neatly stacked on one side, stacked high one after another.
Qin Niang looked at these bamboos very curiously, wondering what the purpose of putting them here was.
A nanny came out from the corridor. Her hair already had silver threads. She was neatly combed and had a purple chrysanthemum in her hair. She looked very kind. She could be everyone's grandmother. She was even more beautiful than many old ladies from wealthy families.
style.
"Ms. Qin," Grandma Yun greeted her with a smile, "Madam is inside, please come in."
After saying that, she opened the thick curtain and invited Qin Niang to come in.
There are two carved gold balls hanging under the curtain, making the curtain fall very smoothly.
Qin Niang took off her embroidered shoes and went in wearing white socks. Aunt Yun placed her shoes behind the screen.
She paid attention to Aunt Yun and saw that although she was doing a job of serving people, her movements were all neat and smooth, as if she had been trained for a long time.
Could this be the female official that King Jin brought out from the palace?
She inexplicably thought of the four words "a beautiful girl hidden in a golden house".
Bringing her chaotic thoughts back, she took a deep breath and walked in. There was a charcoal fire in the room, making it warm. Song Huiyue sat sideways on the ground and peeled oranges.
She was very serious and patient, puffing out her cheeks and peeling an orange with a childlike attitude.
If it were the first time they met, Qin Niang would definitely think that she was a childish and innocent girl.
However, at the villa, Qin Niang had already seen her other side, so she was not confused. Instead, she saw her "badness" from this side of her.
She is persistent, meticulous, and quiet like a child, but has huge destructive power. If someone offends her, she can hunt him down forever.
She subconsciously wanted to stay away from Song Huiyue to avoid being involved.
Aunt Yun stepped forward and said softly: "Madam, Madam Qin is here."
Song Huiyue turned around as if waking up from a dream.
Looking back, Qin Niang suddenly understood why the mirrors were put away.
Song Huiyue has big eyes and double eyelids, thick eyebrows and eyelashes, sharp lips, and beautiful shape. She is a natural beauty. If she becomes lively, she will be very energetic and agile.
It's a pity that the scars on her face are too shocking, making people ignore all her beauty.
Song Huiyue stood up from the ground and smiled carefully: "Ms. Liu, please sit down."
With the word "Ms. Liu", Niang Qin's eyes immediately turned wet, and she threw away her previous thoughts of staying away from Song Huiyue.
Her surname is Liu, and her last name is named Qin.
After her uncle sold her, the madam changed her name to Qin Niang, erasing her last name and removing her roots. From then on, everyone called her Qin Niang.
Only when King Jin met her for the first time, he called her Liu Qin and saved her from the pit of fire.
Now Song Huiyue calls her Mrs. Liu and calls her decent and respectable, as if she is also a pampered daughter-in-law.
This Mrs. Song couldn't help but not be close to her, and she couldn't help not to love her.
"Madam, your hair is a little messy," she smiled and stepped forward, "If you don't mind, I'll help you do a bun."
Song Huiyue was kinder than she thought and was very easy to get along with. She nodded, sat cross-legged on the ground, and asked Liu Qin to rearrange her hair.
Liu Qin took out a half-moon-shaped boxwood comb from her sleeve pocket, with a fine ring of tooth-white pearls on the comb's ridge, and quietly combed Song Huiyue's hair.