Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 498
Royal Palace
Yanfu Palace, Strike Pavilion, and Lying Silkworm Pavilion.

There are bead curtains hanging on the four corners of the pavilion. The pearls are all the size of a thumb belly, round and shiny. When the breeze blows, they sway slightly, making people's eyes glow.

Two little maids in green dresses came in silently holding incense, placed an incense burner on the stone table, and lit honey incense.

This kind of incense is a popular one in the palace recently. It exudes a fresh and natural tangerine sweetness. The material is quite expensive, so it is said that it is popular in the palace, but it is only commonly used by Zhang Meiren and other concubines, and a few princesses.

"The aromatherapy will be gone in a quarter of an hour, our three princesses don't like too strong smell."

The nanny standing next to her whispered a few words, and the two little maids quickly responded.

Mammy checked the cushions, the melon and fruit snacks on the table, the strange stone ornaments on the side, and even the size and unevenness of the beads on the bead curtain, and checked whether they were clean before she nodded.

"The third princess has rested for a while, maybe she will come over later, you don't want to make noise and disturb the princess, it's nice to have you."

What Mammy said was an understatement, but the two maids were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they didn't even dare to speak.

When Mammy was far away, the two little maids finally breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly took the handkerchief to wipe off the sweat, and helped each other apply some ointment.

The maids in the palace are very clean and can't smell bad smells, but they have to work every day, and they sweat all the time, and sweating can't help but smell, although the world thinks that beauty's sweat is also fragrant sweat, but this can't be taken seriously.

For the convenience of being on errands, the palace people naturally have to use some other methods.

The two little maids were counting the time while applying the ointment, carefully guarding the censer, and the fragrance wafted along with the wind.

A gust of wind blew past, and the scorching heat of the sun seemed to dissipate a bit, and both of them couldn't help showing a little intoxication on their faces.

"Sister Kou, I want to ask..."

"Do not ask."

As soon as Yunxiang, the younger maid, opened her mouth, Kou Yuzhu, who was next to her, blocked her back.

Yun Xiang was taken aback, and immediately turned pale.

Kou Yuzhu sighed. She knew what Yunxiang wanted to ask. A few days ago, Yunxiang's little sister Yugui happened to be cleaning up the bedroom of the third princess, but she never returned. The third princess asked for grace and went out of the palace to get married.

This matter spread widely, to the point that many little maids envied her and said that the third princess was kind-hearted.Yun Xiang was ignorant, she really didn't understand why her good sisters didn't agree with her and she left the palace just because she said so. A few days ago, the two of them were clearly discussing about saving more money and wanting to go to Nanny Xu to learn from her. Learn some needlework skills, and you will be able to make a good living even when you are out of the palace in the future.

Both Yunxiang and Yugui were sold by their family members, and were sold to the palace after a while, so they had nothing to worry about outside and never thought about going out.

Kou Yuzhu looked at Yunxiang with complicated emotions.

People outside don't know, but those palace people who have been in Yanfu Palace for a long time do know, but any palace people who break the rules will be dragged away and never seen again, only the news will not reach those little palace people outside In their ears, what reached their ears must be some news of peace in the world.

Kou Yuzhu couldn't do it herself, but she turned her eyes around and persuaded Yun Xiang in a low voice: "Actually, going out of the palace is quite good. If there is a chance in the future, find a way to go out of the palace."

"No matter how bad it is, why bother to stay in these places? Isn't the location of the imperial dining room very good? You can also learn some crafts. We palace ladies will always have a day out of the palace in the future, and life outside the palace is not easy. There is a craft By the side, you can always get a bite to eat."

While speaking, Kou Yuzhu moved her ears and lips, and looked sideways, and saw that there was already a court lady holding an umbrella, sending the third princess over.

She was busy pulling Yunxiang, and the two put away the aromatherapy lightly, and quickly backed away.

The third princess has been studying and drinking tea at the Crouching Silkworm Pavilion for the past few days. She never wants to be waited on by anyone, and she never keeps anyone by her side. All the palace people have to avoid it.

Zhao Chang raised his eyes and glanced at the sky, but he didn't see the two anxious little maids. He slightly curled the corner of his lower lip, unfolded the book in his hand and put it on his knee, and took a sip from the teacup.

In fact, she doesn't like to drink tea. No matter how fragrant the tea soup is, it is too cloudy and irritating for her.

Zhao Chang's snacks are very delicate, perhaps because of this, her stomach is not good, every time she sees the imperial doctor, the imperial doctor only prescribes some Taifang, which can't cure the disease, but it can be cured anyway. Not bad.

Nanny Song always felt that because of various reasons, sometimes she felt so bad that she couldn't control her temper and did something against her gentle and generous temperament.

If someone committed a crime against her and let her vent her anger, Nanny Song would only love her more.

Zhao Chang smiled, his eyes were very cold.

Just like many people throw bottles and cans when they lose their temper, how is she different from those who smashed bottles and cans when she loses her temper and kills people?
Nanny Song thought so.

She thought so too.

These palace people in the palace, in terms of value, are not as cheap as those bottles and cans.

Zhao Chang smiled, then looked down at the pages of the book on his lap, his eyes became colder.

"Kaifeng Investigative Letters" is quite exquisitely printed, it is a heavy volume, and the handwriting is clear, the person who printed it obviously put a lot of thought into it.

Zhao Chang read the passage of "Dove Occupying the Magpie's Nest" carefully again, and suddenly laughed: "So that's it, it turns out——I really took a wrong step."

Others read this book and saw this section, only to see the murderer's viciousness and insidiousness, but she alone saw the murderer's determination and swiftness.

Hey, cat and mouse is a good game, only eating the mouse is the best choice for the cat.

It's a pity that when she understood, the mouse was covered with a layer of tiger skin, and things were not easy to handle.

Zhao Chang knew that this book had been circulated in the capital for a long time.

"Although this reality is not in the book, things are much more difficult and will not go as smoothly as in the book, but I was still wrong."

When exactly did Zhao Chang know her life experience? In fact, even she herself forgot. She only remembered that when she heard Nanny Song talking about it in front of the Buddha that day, she suddenly realized it.

Ah, so it is.

That night, she asked Nanny Song if she could tell her how to kill people in the palace?
Nanny Song thought she was afraid, so she comforted her for a long time, and also talked to her a lot, saying that she would protect her, and told her how to guard against those invisible means of killing people.

Zhao Chang listened for a while, and was really a little scared.

Is it so difficult for a child to live in the palace?After thinking about it, she didn't kill Nanny Song. Nanny Song was a decent person who had taken good care of her all these years.

Then she grew up like this.

Zhao Chang touched the cover of the book, and gently threw the book into the charcoal basin with a cold expression.

"No one can take away my things."

(End of this chapter)