As she spoke, she took off the golden hairpin from her head and prepared to commit suicide.
"Okay!"
The big sweat quickly stopped her movement and said, "It's up to you."
Anyway, as long as she can give birth to the heir apparent, this woman will be useless.
Judging from her good looks, if the prince likes her, she might be able to be made a concubine. If he doesn't like her, then there will only be a dead end.
How can a despicable person be qualified to raise a prince!
So, just like that, Yin Luzhu took Ji Yanchen, Chang Yu and Qingluo into the Southern Xinjiang Palace.
Yin Luzhu was taken to a yard by someone.
As soon as she opened the door, the sunlight passed through the carved window edges and fell on the dark teak floor. It turned around a screen with ink landscape paintings. On the screen, the sun, moon, stars, birds, beasts, insects and fish were clearly depicted, silently signaling to her the master's love.
Very interesting.
Yin Luzhu was a little confused. This room was very elegantly decorated, but the King of Southern Xinjiang fought all year round and only knew how to fight with gold and not care about the wind and moon.
Seemingly sensing her doubts, the nanny who brought her in said: "Master, the courtyard in this mansion is not enough. This is the prince's side courtyard, so you can make do with it."
"Prince's side courtyard?"
Yin Luzhu asked in disbelief.
Isn’t it a good idea to let her, his father’s concubine, live in the prince’s private courtyard?
This huge Southern Xinjiang palace actually lacks accommodation, which shows how many women there are.
"Haha." The maid chuckled and said, "Let's stay here. I don't think the master will stay here for long. People come and go in the prince's courtyard, but no master can stay here for a long time."
As she said that, she pointed in another direction.
"That is the prince's main courtyard. This courtyard is very big. Master, please don't go there, lest you disturb the prince."
Yin Luzhu nodded.
Seeing that she seemed to understand, the maid bowed, turned around and walked out.
Even though she looked polite and courteous, Yin Luzhu still saw contempt in her eyes.
This maid seems to look down on herself?
"Haha." Yin Luzhu chuckled, thinking about it, the most indispensable thing in the Southern Xinjiang prince's palace is women, but so far, no one has given birth to a boy.
Probably, even the servants have lost confidence.
At this moment, Qingluo came over and said, "Your Majesty, what should I do if the king of Southern Xinjiang is lucky to be Zhaoxing at night?"
Yin Luzhu pursed her lips and looked silently at Ji Yanchen who was standing not far away, "Ask him."
"..." Ji Yan frowned lightly, and he stood there, facing the wind.
Qingluo nodded, but before she could speak, she saw a woman coming over, "Get ready, the prince will come over tonight."
Yin Luzhu nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay."
Seeing her attentive look, the woman looked at her with a very contemptuous look, then snorted coldly and walked away.
With the scorching sun above his head, Yin Luzhu strode towards the house. When he passed by Ji Yanshen, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'm relying on you, Brother Ji!"
Brother Ji?
Hearing this title, Ji Yanchen's originally unattractive face became even more ugly at this moment.
Seeing that Yin Luzhu's figure was about to fade out of sight, he asked coolly, "How can you be sure that I can do it?"
"Your medical skills are unmatched in the world. There is nothing you can't do."
Listening to her lazy voice, Ji Yanchen felt that the tightness in his chest seemed to dissipate at this moment, and nothing existed.