Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 211 Clues
"Slap!" A loud slap fell, and another "bang" was heard, and then something rolled to the ground with a "crash", and then the woman fell silent.

Zhao Xi frowned slightly, and saw that woman's face was trampled underfoot by Xueliu.

And the old bamboo basket rolled a few times on the ground, and the bright yellow rosin contained in it scattered all over the ground like amber pearls.

This palace road is relatively remote, and no one came over after a long time of commotion.

Zhao Xiwei couldn't see it, but he didn't dare to intervene rashly.

This is the imperial palace, and her understanding of the imperial palace is not even as good as that of a maid, and she doesn't know who this maid is from, and what this woman is from.

However, no matter how domineering a court lady is, she is only a court lady.

So she suppressed the grievance in her heart, only thinking that Xueliu could stop in moderation.

Unexpectedly, this Xueliu was really audacious, not only did not take back the foot that stepped on the woman's face, but even deliberately increased the force, repeatedly crushing it.

The woman's face was pressed to the ground, her eyes and nose were squeezed together and her shape was deformed, her hands were rambling but she didn't dare to resist, she just begged for mercy in a low voice, she didn't even dare to call for help.

Zhao Xiwei's heart rose to his throat.

Seeing that the woman's body became more and more stiff, and her fingers were hanging down feebly, she couldn't bear it any longer, and scolded: "Let her go!"

Xue Liu was complacently enjoying the pleasure of trampling people under her feet, when she heard the sound she was startled, and hurriedly raised her head to look upstairs.

The sky was already dark and snowflakes were falling, and Zhao Xiwei was standing at a high position, making it difficult for Xueliu to see clearly.

She raised her neck, only to see a hazy blue figure standing by the opposite railing.

All the concubines in the palace love to dress up, and they just want to get the emperor to take a look. Who doesn't dress coquettishly like flowers?

Have you ever seen a woman in such a low-key color?
Xueliu didn't even think about it, she acquiesced which palace maid she was, snorted coldly, only changed one foot, and continued to crush the woman's face.

Until a cold voice suddenly floated above her head: "It's about to kill her, why don't you let her go?"

"Mind your own business!" Xue Liu cursed casually, but suddenly felt a chill all around, suddenly raised her head, and saw that the woman upstairs had arrived in front of her at some point.

The snow was falling, the sky was misty, and she was wearing a green dress, which could only be seen clearly when Xueliu was in front of her.

She stood in front of him, the pearls and jade on her dress swayed in the wind, she was majestic, like a fairy concubine, making it impossible for people to look at her.

Xueliu accidentally moved her foot away.

The woman scrambled and sat up from the ground, and when she looked up and saw Zhao Xiwei, she was startled.

Looking at her expression slightly, Zhao Xi felt a little puzzled.

Just as she was about to ask a question, the woman suddenly knelt down and said, "It's you!"

Zhao Xiwei was even more puzzled: "You know me?"

The woman raised her head and looked at Zhao Xiwei: "You forgot, last time I was in Deyue Tower, I took your car."

Zhao Xiwei really didn't remember it all at once.

The woman became more and more terrified, and looked at Zhao Xiwei helplessly: "Have you forgotten? It was raining that day, and you told me not to kneel, and you can just get out of the car yourself. Miss Zhao, you are really a good person, I have always loved you." I will never forget your kindness!"

Xueliu on the side sneered.

Who did she think it was, but a young lady from an unknown family, who dared to pretend to be the master in the palace?
Zhao Xiwei frowned when he heard the piercing laughter, but he didn't pay attention to the little maid.

He only took a few glances at the woman, and remembered that in the heavy rain that day, there was indeed such a servant woman kneeling in front of the car, and said with a smile: "Oh, I remembered, but I didn't recognize it all at once."

Frowning, seeing the rosin scattered on the ground, he asked again: "Aren't you working in a restaurant? Why did you come into the palace?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, tears welled up in the corner of her eyes: "Miss Hui, it's a long story."

Zhao Xiwei heard that she seemed to have something else hidden, so she said softly: "Talk slowly, and I will listen."

The woman nodded repeatedly, and moved her body towards Zhao Xiwei's feet as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw before she died. She held back her tears, smiled flatteringly, and said obediently: "The little one's name is Huang Siniang, originally she worked as a errand in a restaurant to earn some copper coins to subsidize the family, but a few days ago, the man in my family was injured and couldn't work..."

She lowered her head embarrassingly, "My father-in-law and mother-in-law are also sick, and there is a baby who can't walk. I found a job to make a living. I went to the mountains to collect rosin and boil rosin. I heard that the nobles in the palace like it the most. This, it is said that it can make clothes never fade..."

Zhao Xiwei interrupted her and asked, "How did you, a peasant woman, get a job in the palace?"

Huang Siniang was stunned for a moment, obviously she didn't expect Zhao Xiwei to be surprised by this question.

Zhao Xiwei didn't have any purpose in asking this question, it was just caused by her habitual thinking-she habitually grasped the unreasonable points when looking at the problem, instead of being led away by others' narration.

"This... this..." Huang Siniang's face turned pale and then red, red and then white, and she remained silent for a long while.

Xueliu couldn't help but sneered: "Didn't you speak well just now? Why did you stutter? Hmph, if it wasn't for the blessing of Eunuch Chang, we would be able to talk to you?"

Zhao Xi was stunned for a moment.

Eunuch Chang...

She immediately thought of that arrogant and sinister smiling face.

Isn't this person a celebrity around the empress dowager?

Could it be that Huang Siniang has something to do with the Queen Mother?

Zhao Xiwei suddenly regretted it.

Ever since Wang Fan made such a fuss in the Zhao Mansion, she never wanted to have anything to do with someone surnamed Wang, let alone the empress dowager.

Forget it, Huang Siniang has been rescued, so there is nothing to ask.

After making up her mind, she was about to leave when she heard a shocking sentence.

"His man was almost burned to death after the fire."

Zhao Xiwei was stunned: "What did you say?"

Huang Siniang grabbed Xueliu's sleeve suddenly, and begged, "Miss Xueliu, don't talk about it, my man will beat me to death if he finds out."

Xueliu waved her hands impatiently, and said in disgust: "Isn't that what you mean? He's disabled. What are you trying to do? You can't do a good job in the palace. If you don't bother me, I'll be annoyed and want money. , Giving you money isn’t filling a man’s bottomless pit, bitch!”

"I, I..." Huang Siniang looked miserable and dared not argue.

Zhao Xiwei only felt that his breathing was a little stagnant, and asked in a deep voice: "Your man, after the fire, is dying?"

"Miss Zhao, you, me, this..." Huang Siniang faltered without answering.

(End of this chapter)