Chapter 148 They were busy talking about compliments. They didn't notice that Ke'er and Cui'er were walking over from the opposite side. However, Ke'er heard their conversation clearly, and her clear, fairy-like eyes were stained with tears.
A touch of melancholy.
Cui'er observed her master's obviously gloomy expression attentively. She comforted her quietly and said: "Miss, don't mind what Concubine Ying said. All the concubines in this palace have said such things, but they have never said this.
No one is as favored as Miss, so they are no match for Miss!"
I thought that saying this would make the master happy, but I didn't know that the expression on Ke'er's face became even darker.
"Tui'er, you don't understand..." Ke'er felt that her heart was so heavy that her entire frame was weak.
Frightened by her master's more depressed mood, Cui'er didn't dare to speak rashly anymore. She could only whisper, not understanding but sincerely, in concern for her master's melancholy: "Miss..."
As the call gradually faded, Cui'er looked at Ke'er's gloomy side face with some seriousness, and slowly began to understand something in her heart.
What the young lady seems to really care about is not whether she is favored or not. What the young lady cares about is...
Cui'er seemed to have figured out something. Her pupils suddenly opened, and instantly shrank into shadows. What the young lady wants...how can it be realized in this huge harem?
Helpless, Cui'er could only gently hold her master's hand and offer her meager support.
Feeling Cui'er's pity, Ke'er quickly collected herself, pretended to smile with relief, took a deep breath and cheered up: "It's nothing, let's go and see how many of those portraits of beautiful women are real.
The beauty."
Cui'er felt extremely honored and surprised: "Can slaves also watch?"
As for the future beautiful mistress, as a slave, I am lucky enough to see it first. If the palace maids and sisters knew about it, they would be very envious!
"Of course, I hope you will give me some advice on which one to choose that will suit Ao Chenye's wishes!" Ke'er said with a smile, while winking at Cui'er with her cunning eyes.
Not sure if it was an illusion or something else, Cui'er felt that her master's blinking eyes seemed a bit weird, which made her heart skip a beat and she couldn't help but pause: "...Yes!"
Seeing Cui'er's chuckle at that moment, the smile in Ke'er's eyes became even more cunning.
Hehe, since Ao Chenye trusts her so much and entrusts her with the task of drafting, of course she has to consult carefully to see what kind of beauties he likes, and then... kick them out one by one and let him go.
It’s time to be surprised and disappointed!
Why should a romantic and stinky man choose all the beauties in the world?!
Secretly feeling resentful and resentful, mixed with sour anguish, Ke'er tried her best to pretend to be calm and walked towards Concubine Ying.
The old palace maid next to Concubine Ying who was very observant first noticed the arrival of Kerr and the others.
"Your Majesty, the king's new favorite is here." The old palace maid whispered in her ear.
Concubine Ying tightened her fingers on the petals, and the beautiful petals were immediately pinched with cruel purple marks by her nails.
A haze of anger and jealousy loomed over her beautifully made-up face, which made her face look ugly, but she could only hold back and not dare to show up.
She didn't want to suffer the same fate as Concubine Xun.
So, Concubine Ying took several deep breaths, then forced herself to smile. At the same time, she turned around and greeted her politely: "It turns out that Miss Bai is here."
That loud voice came with a slow tone mixed with a faint sharpness, but when Ke'er heard it, it felt very harsh.
Sigh, I really hate this weird atmosphere in the palace.
Ke'er sighed secretly in his heart, but he still had to pretend that he was not good at showing off.
She also put on a polite smile: "Excuse me, I'm here to get a picture of a beautiful woman."
Concubine Ying's face froze for a moment without any trace, and then she continued to pretend: "Hehehe, I have prepared the picture scroll of the beautiful girl. Someone, come and get the picture."
A palace maid responded and hurried in to get the painting.
Then, Concubine Ying flicked her handkerchief and continued to say to Ke'er with a warm face: "Since Miss Bai is here, why don't you go back and have lunch here?"
Ke'er instinctively shook her head and declined: "No, I think...I..."
When the words of rejection were blurted out without thinking, she quickly saw the flash of tension on Concubine Ying's face. All the words were stuck in her throat, and she didn't know how to continue.
In her heart, she felt annoyed and helpless. She didn't like the kind of disc war relationship that forced a smile but was secretly tumultuous. However, she didn't seem to be very smooth in her refusal, which seemed to make Concubine Ying a little unable to step down?
Just when the atmosphere was tense, Concubine Ying suddenly chuckled in understanding and joked, "I understand, Miss Bai is afraid that the king can't find you. You are also deeply favored now.
Why do you have time to dine here? It's because I don't think well... Come, this is a picture of a beautiful girl. Miss Bai has a unique eye. I believe she will be able to choose a beauty that will satisfy the king!"
Concubine Ying's last words were spoken with great charm. Her bright, watery eyes narrowed into a deep smile. While speaking, she flicked her handkerchief and signaled the palace maid who had taken out the painting to hand it over to her.
Son.
Cui'er stepped forward to take the scroll, and then returned to Ke'er's side. She looked at her master quietly with a little worry. She was secretly anxious for her master. She had been serving her master for a while. How could she not know that his master would compete for favors when provoked?
The situation was particularly difficult to smooth over, and the master's temperament was a bit stubborn.
Just when Cui'er was worried, Ke'er spoke: "Ao Chenye believes in my ability so much, of course I can't let him down. Concubine Ying can rest assured that the beauty I have chosen will definitely match Ao Chen's standards.
After all, I understand Ye’s thoughts best now, don’t I?”
The words seemed to be softening but implied an equal counterattack. Concubine Ying's face tightened, tightened and loosened, but she couldn't find any provocation and could only hold back her breath.
Next to her, Cui'er couldn't help but cheer for her master's counterattack, and at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her master knew how to use detours this time, and was no longer as straightforward as before, easily offending others.
Ke'er raised the corners of her lips in a half-smile, and pretended not to notice the ugly expression on Concubine Ying's face, and continued to smile until the end: "I won't disturb Concubine Ying's enjoyment of the flowers."
After saying that, she nodded politely and took Cui'er away from the harem, a place of right and wrong.
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The two of them were walking on the corridor back to Chen Palace. Cui'er looked around and made sure that the partition wall had no ears. Then she gave Ker's big thumbs up and said, "Miss, what you just said to Concubine Ying is so clever.
!”
How could Ke'er not understand the meaning of her words? Cui'er was afraid that she would be as aggressive and offend as she was when she confronted Concubine Xun.
How could she be willing to offend others? She just wasn't willing to do it. She wasn't willing... to fall into a fight over a man and embarrass a woman.
However, life is always unpredictable.
She raised her eyes and looked at the distant sky. She saw a vast expanse of snowflakes, as if there was a hazy fog blocking her eyes. She couldn't see clearly or feel... the road ahead.
With a long and helpless sigh, she withdrew her gaze and focused on the scroll in Tweety's arms. She said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for making you worry, Tweety. I won't be so impulsive again in the future."
Yes, she will no longer be impulsive, because... she will not allow herself the opportunity to be impulsive again. After the show girl is selected, she will... leave!
A clear route emerged in my mind, the tall palace gate, the winding arch standing between the snowflakes of heaven and earth... That route was filled with blazing white light, shining on the outside world, condensing into a impression in my mind.
Like a vast white cave entrance, when entering, it seems that you have entered reincarnation...
She closed her eyes to get rid of the heavy feeling in her mind, and then gently opened her eyelashes, her eyes filled with confusion and depression.
She continued a little unmotivated: "Tui'er, take the scroll back to Chen Palace first. I want to walk around alone."
Cui'er glanced at her master worriedly again, feeling the depression emanating from his body, and wanted to stay with him, but seeing that his master was already immersed in his own thoughts, she couldn't say anything more, so she had no choice but to
He bowed and retreated.
Ke'er silently watched Cui'er's figure leaving, perhaps, it should be said that she was watching the scroll in Cui'er's hand, silently...silently...
It wasn't until Cui'er's figure completely disappeared that she slowly turned her heavy and weak eyes to the falling snow outside the corridor.
Breathing a sigh of relief, she stepped down the steps of the corridor.
Every step Ao Chenye took with her and every scene that happened appeared in her mind.
Those pictures, constantly intertwined with those on the draft roster, were like thorns shooting at her forehead, stabbing her head so hard that it felt like it was about to burst.
"Don't think about it, don't think about it..." She couldn't bear it and hugged her head, running wildly into the distance.
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I don't know how long I have been running, and I don't know where I am running to.
Gradually, she became tired from running, out of breath, and her mind... finally went blank, and she stopped.
When her mind finally regained consciousness, she realized that the scene in front of her looked familiar.
This place... Ao Chenye had brought her here once before. It was the day Princess Yang Xi entered the palace for the first time. She knew it was the Ziyun Palace where Princess Yang Xi lived.
"Oops, why did I end up here?" Ke'er bit her lip in annoyance, then turned on her heels and wanted to quickly leave this place of right and wrong for her.
Unexpectedly, she turned around and suddenly caught a sneaky figure out of the corner of her eye. The shadow was leaning forward and using the cover of shrubs, flowers or pillars to continuously peek in.
Ke'er's steps were frozen, and she squinted at the constantly moving figure. She was confused but also became more vigilant: "What is this person trying to do in Princess Yang Xi's palace?"