The promotion of the imperial palace of the prosperous Huangmou

Chapter 11
Mei Jingfang gritted her teeth and did not want to speak.

Mei Sihai didn't want to be ashamed anymore, so she reprimanded: "What are you dawdling about?"

Mei Jingfang could only nod: "Yes."

"Master Mei, do you want to pay money or things?" the inspector asked again.

Mei Sihai almost squeezed out a sentence: "Take 500 taels of silver and give it to the supervisor, and you don't need to look for more. It's just an apology."

The inspector smiled and boasted, "Master Mei is indeed well-educated and reasonable."

These words were so embarrassing that Mei Sihai had no place to put her face.

After sending the supervisor away, Mei Sihai looked at Mei Jingfang coldly: "Are you obsessed? It's just Shi Ding, and you have forgotten your surname?"

"From now on, you will stay in the house for me, and you are not allowed to come out!"

"Daddy!" Mei Jingfang was anxious.

"You and Shi Ding's marriage, let's just let it go. Don't mention it again." Mei Sihai turned a deaf ear and strode away.

Since then, Mei Jingfang has been thinking behind closed doors at home.

And Lu Juntong started a completely different life in the palace.

Even after the eunuch, but Mei Jingfang made such a move, even if she was a court lady, Lu Juntong still couldn't get it right.

Lu Juntong was assigned to the Clothes Bureau.

Huanyi Bureau, as the name suggests, is to wash clothes.

The hand that used to hold the fan with a pen can only wash clothes in the water.

At the end of the day, the fingers are almost swollen.The palms of my hands were even red and swollen from rubbing clothes.

Lu Juntong finally understood what is difficult.

Mo Mo looked at her hands, she didn't hate it.Mei Jingfang...

"Don't look, put on some hand cream, and go to dinner quickly. If you're late, you won't have anything to eat." The little maid who slept next to Lu Juntong handed over a wooden box.

"Thank you." Subconsciously thanked, Lu Juntong took it over and opened the box, and was stunned again: the grease looked like lard.

Picking a little with her fingers, she became more and more sure that lard really added something.

Looking at Lu Juntong like that, she knew that she was not used to it, so the little palace lady said, "Don't think too much, that's the only condition in the palace. We use it quickly, and it's a waste to use it well. You... Now that you have entered the palace, don’t think about the past.”

The people here knew that Lu Juntong's family was good before, so they just thought it was the rich lady who was in trouble.

This made Lu Juntong come back to her senses, and she smiled wryly: "Well, you are right, I am too hypocritical."

After speaking, he picked out a little bit of the grease with a calm expression, rubbed his hands together and spread it evenly.

"What's your name?" Lu Juntong still couldn't recognize him.

The little palace maid raised the corners of her lips and smiled, with dimples looming: "My name is Wutong."

"Wutong." Lu Juntong couldn't help laughing, "What a coincidence, my name is Juntong, which is the same as your Tongtong. What's your last name?"

But Wutong shook his head: "I don't know. I was sold since I was a child, so I can't remember clearly. The name is still taken by the person who bought me."

Lu Juntong was silent for a moment: "How long have you been in the palace?"

"Entered the palace at the age of seven, and now it's almost six years." Wutong smiled: "We are not like you, we have a death contract and cannot leave the palace."

These words made Lu Juntong even more surprised: "You can't leave the palace——"

A girl of thirteen or fourteen is in her prime.But I already know that my whole life will be wasted here...

She didn't know what Wutong was thinking, but it was definitely not a pleasant thing.

"Wutong, if I want to work elsewhere, is there any way?" After hesitating for a long time, Lu Juntong still couldn't help asking.She doesn't want to be here.

(End of this chapter)