Green Willow Villa is located on the outskirts of the capital city of Xilan Kingdom. It is a place for the royal family of Xilan Kingdom to walk and relax. Under normal circumstances, there are many servants here, but few masters come here.
But this time, everyone at Green Willow Villa was very busy. The reason was that the emperor's favorite concubine would come here, and the emperor specifically ordered them to tidy up.
Mo Yan still remembered that she was a noble concubine in Xilan Country, but this time when she came to Green Willow Villa, Mo Yan also knew it. Lan Ming also wanted her to have some peace and quiet this time. Emotional matters are not for anyone.
Nothing can help
Sitting in the courtyard, looking at the green lake, green willows, rugged rockery, and the fragrance of flowers, while sipping hot tea, is also a kind of enjoyment of life.
"Ah," Mo Yan frowned. Things could still happen if he sat properly, but when he turned his head, he saw a woman kneeling on the ground.
"Your Majesty," I saw the woman trembling and hurriedly picking up the broken tea cups on the ground, "This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die."
"Go down," Mo Yan didn't say much. The good mood at this moment was completely gone.
"Yes," the maid quickly stood up and backed away.
"Wait a minute," Mo Yan called out to the maid before she lowered her head and took two steps, "Turn around and look up."
The maid slowly turned around and raised her head. If she didn't have that shallow scar on her face, she must have looked very good.
"What's your name?" Mo Yan walked around the maid twice. She felt a little familiar, but also very strange. Maybe she was overthinking it.
"Xiaomei," the maid replied respectfully
"Okay, you go down," Mo Yan waved his hand. It seemed that he had really overthought it. These maids and palace maids were all the same, so he had the illusion.
He continued to sit at the stone table by the lake, looking a little drowsy at the occasional ripples on the lake. After a while, Mo Yan left the lake and went back to the house to rest.
Behind the rockery, a figure kept staring at the lakeside. After Mo Yan left, he came out with a gloomy light in his eyes.
"Xiaomei," a maid suddenly patted Xiaomei on the back, "didn't you bring tea?"
"Your Majesty, I'm going to have a rest." Xiaomei was startled, but she quickly came to her senses, "What? Is something wrong?"
"The manager is looking for you," the maid saw that Xiaomei's expression was a little bad, so she smiled and said, "Actually, you don't have to worry, the manager just wants you to serve me in front of the empress because of your delicate thoughts."
"Okay," Xiaomei glanced at the lakeside and then followed the maid.