Thin Mei·Love Fragrance Quilt

Chapter 77

The nanny hesitated for a moment, then sighed helplessly: "I asked. The two maids of Concubine Shu don't recognize Xueyan at all. This matter... hey, let's check again, and Concubine Shu should think about it more." , Who else can enter the empress's bedroom, and it's unknown if someone with ulterior motives secretly came here to frame Jiangdong."

When she said this, she obviously didn't believe that such a confused little concubine had the ability to bring two maids who didn't understand the language to get those forbidden things in the palace to assassinate others.

But Qianmei pulled out a golden hairpin inlaid with jewels on her head, stuffed it into Mammy's arms, and said, "May Madam, please take care to find out the real culprit quickly and clear me up. I'm trapped in this room alone. It's really boring."

When Mammy refused to take it, Ke Qianmei said again: "This is for Mammy to prepare something for me."

"what?"

"I made a batch of eight-treasure balls in the imperial kitchen before. They are very delicious. Let them help me make another bowl. Besides, the days are long and boring. Please help me decorate fruits or fruits and eat them. Peaches, plums and I like to eat melon seeds, pine nuts, walnuts and the like."

Momo moved her lips, took it with a dry smile, turned her head and hurried away with the little maid.

Seeing that the door was closed, Qian Mei took out her purse and tossed it lightly in her hand. Then, she smiled lightly and said according to her movements: "I can remember, I can't remember, I can remember, I can't remember, I can remember worthy of..."

Tired of playing, she looked out the window, ridicule and disdain flashed in her crescent-like bright eyes, and she said in a low voice, "I can't remember it, why do I have to tell you?"

People around the Queen Mother naturally wouldn't take a mere golden hairpin in their eyes.

What's more, there are servants by my side, and they are asking about these secret cases in the palace that may kill people at any time, how dare they accept such blatant bribes?

It just seemed that she was naive and stupid, and she had a good skin for nothing.

Besides, which sinner with a dark heart dares to ask for things, even remembering snacks to pass the time?
She just wants to be a stupid person who lives a long time.

For example, Tang Tianxiao was so gentle and affectionate towards any concubine, but in fact he was just a long-term emperor of Taiping, not really so affectionate to every concubine.

As dusk gradually rose, there was a smile on her lips, but the light in her eyes dimmed.

In fact, it is the same everywhere.

Whether it is the Beihe Palace or the Great Zhou Palace.

Where there is power, there is contention;
Where there are women, there is competition for favor.

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In her sleep that night, she saw the figure of the handsome man with gentle eyes in her memory.

He held her in his hand and walked side by side with her, the green grass was trampled, his heavy sigh seemed to trample her heart under his feet, and it cracked like that.

She raised her head and promised him: "Uncle Qi, I'll help you, and I'll help the queen mother. Besides, I also want to go to the Central Plains."

Looking at the endless grassland in the south, she sighed: "I also want to see what the scenery of the Central Plains looks like."

"Five years!"

He sighed leisurely to her: "If it's impossible, I'd rather you have a better life."

It is very complicated to do or not to do, but it is very simple to like or dislike.

Before she knew whether to like it or not, she had already learned to look up to him, taking every word of his as a golden rule, until... she met that woman who looked very similar to her.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, her voice is as clear as water, and she sighs softly: "Qianmei, you shouldn't go. That place, that person, women with a little bit of blood, shouldn't go."

She twitched the silk strings, and said melancholy amidst the sound of the piano: "Have you heard that "Bo Mei"? Xizi died and sank in the Yuexi River...the country she loved, she used her to die for the king who loved her."

It was as if the cold water from the Yue River surged up all over the sky, blocking her mouth and nose, she screamed out in shock, but when she screamed, she heard the heartbroken cry of the woman.

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But Qianmei sat up abruptly, pushed away the brocade quilt that had covered her face at some point, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and exhaled heavily.

Dreaming again.

But it doesn't seem to be a dream.

She really heard the woman's faint cry.

Weak, sad, wronged, crying with pain as if the heart was crushed, it sounds a bit familiar.

When she put on her clothes and opened the window sash, a guarded servant ran over and looked at her vigilantly.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, insects are chirping and chirping, it is midnight.

Anyone who doesn't sleep at this time will always be suspicious, let alone a foreign woman with martial arts.

She didn't hide her doubts, she continued to look out, and asked the servant by the way: "Where did the crying sound come from in the Empress Dowager's Palace? It woke me up in the middle of the night!"

The servant breathed a sigh of relief, and finally replied in a low voice: "Concubine Shu, it's Concubine Xian who is crying in the room over there!"

Ke Qianmei lost her voice: "Sister Xianfei? What's wrong with her?"

The servant replied: "This... I don't know about this."

But Qian Mei sneered and said: "If you don't tell me, I won't know? Aren't you just like me, being insulted by the queen, saying that we murdered the dragon's heir? It's really funny. If she wants to blame me, she will soon You should avoid going to my room and help me pack things, even a poisonous blood swallow passed through her hands to attract suspicion?"

The waiter dared not answer.

Ke Qianmei continued: "Actually, who in the palace doesn't know which empress most wants to harm other people's dragon heirs! If it were me, I wouldn't be able to lay an egg in five years, so I would be in a hurry! If it were her, she would be a civil servant. My daughter, or the princess of a foreign country, I'm afraid that the bones will be broken at this moment! And let her lie on the bed and act?"

Her voice was extremely crisp, and the night was deep at this moment, perhaps even Concubine Du Xian, who was locked up elsewhere, heard it, and stopped crying for a while.

The servant hurriedly said: "Concubine Shu, the Empress Dowager always sleeps lightly, so please keep your voice low, don't disturb the old man's sleep."

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(End of this chapter)