"Master, I really don't understand. Jinggui treated you so badly when she was favored. Why do you still help her?" Wan'er couldn't understand. Is it because of those things? But Ye Qingmian didn't
I'm not a person who values material things too much.
"You don't understand. Sometimes, helping others is also helping yourself. Besides, I may not be able to help her." Ye Qingmian lowered her head, as if she was not very sure.
"Is that so? But have you forgotten what she did to us?" Wan'er gritted her teeth and said harshly.
"Wan'er, you have to be merciful and merciful. Haven't you heard this sentence?" Ye Qingmian looked at Wan'er with a smile and touched her head distressedly. Her hair was very soft.
, the whole person looks very well-behaved
"I don't know this. I only know that I will be nice to whoever is nice to me," Wan'er said softly.
"There's nothing wrong with that. This is the law of survival in the palace." Ye Qingmian said softly, feeling a little sad in her heart.
"Master, you won't... feel that this slave... is not good." Wan'er lowered her head deeply, as if she felt very embarrassed.
She knew that she was just a slave and had no say in the palace.
"Of course not. Everyone can have their own opinions. This is inevitable. How can we blame anyone?"
Ye Qingmian looked at Wan'er's face and said, "Go and make preparations. Instruct the servants to hold a banquet at Qingchen Palace in the evening. I am going to invite the Emperor and Princess Murong to come and enjoy the feast."
"I can understand asking your Majesty, but what do you want Princess Murong to do?" Wan'er was very puzzled.
"You will know when the time comes, go quickly." Ye Qingmian did not answer directly, but said generally
"Well," Wan'er said and stepped back. She would never ask inappropriate or inappropriate questions. She has been a slave for so long, and it seems that she has been a slave since she was born. This point of her discernment is still
some
Ye Qingmian watched Wan'er go down, stood up, straightened her clothes a little, then walked out, arriving at Cheng'an Palace alone.
…
In Cheng'an Palace, Nan Fengyu was correcting the memorial. He yawned, raised his head, and found Ye Qingmian standing outside the door. He was a little surprised, but did not show it, and said with a smile: "Mian'er, why are you here?
Already? Come in quickly, it’s so early today.”
"Well, it's so early." Ye Qingmian was a little surprised. Could it be that Nan Fengyu has been correcting memorials here? He was not with Murong Yan... Ye Qingmian's face turned a little red, and he raised his head