Your Majesty, the cold palace is happy

Chapter 17 Am I a moody person?

Amu stared blankly at Murong Xian, but remained silent for a while, this morning was really too special for her, she didn't know whether following Murong Xian was a blessing or a curse.

Seeing Amu staring blankly at him, Murongxian knew that she hadn't digested her knowledge about him, so he said, "Amu, go and help me choose a plain dress."

Only then did Amu come back to his senses, and after saying "oh" twice, he turned and left in a hurry.

Murongxian looked at Amu's leaving back and shook her head helplessly. In fact, this is the most real her. She smiles when she is happy, and smiles when she is unhappy.

This is also the reason why she is unwilling to stay, because the air here is too oppressive, the smiles here are too weird, none of the smiles really come from people's hearts.

After a while, Amu came back with a pure white dress.

"Ma'am," Amu shouted out of breath.

Murongxian looked at the clothes in Amu's hands, nodded in satisfaction, and felt more and more that his choice was right, Amu really understood her thoughts too well.

Murongxian didn't ask Amu to help her change her clothes, she was still a little bit unaccustomed to letting others dress herself.

"Does it look good?" Murong Xian who was dressed stood in front of Amu and asked.

Amu nodded, then shook his head again.

"What's the matter? Isn't it good-looking?" Murong Xian looked at Amu who nodded and shook his head again, and asked a little puzzled.

"No, no..." Amu quickly waved his hands to explain.

"It's fine if it's not." After finishing speaking, Murongxian walked towards the yard, and didn't ask Amu why, because in her heart, other people's evaluations were really not that important.

In the courtyard, Murong Xian looked left and right, as if he was looking for something.

Amu stood aside, not daring to make a sound, she had only been with Murong Xian for a day, and she had witnessed Murong Xian's moody temper, she was really a little scared.

"This is not bad." When Murong Xian said this, a peach branch was already in her hand.

"Ma'am, Amu knew it was wrong"

Amu thought that Murong Xian broke the peach tree branch to beat her, so he knelt down and begged for mercy in fright.

Murong Xian turned around and looked at A Mu who was kneeling on the ground, then looked at the peach branch in his hand, smiled faintly and said, "A Mu, you misunderstood, I didn't mean to hit you, get up quickly."

Amu was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise his head or get up, his whole body seemed to be trembling.

"Get up, I don't have a hobby of punishing others, as long as you don't do anything wrong to me, everything else is fine," Murong Xian said, looking at Amu who was kneeling on the ground.

Amu quietly raised his head, seeing that there was no anger on Murong Xian's face, he stood up tremblingly and said, "Your maidservant will serve the empress with all her heart, please check clearly."

"Okay, I see, you go about your business"

With Murong Xian's permission, Amu left in a hurry, almost with a trot.

Murongxian looked at Amu's leaving back and asked to himself, "Am I that scary?"

However, as a killer in the 21st century, Murong Xian will never understand how an ancient servant can survive in the crisis-ridden palace.

The imperial palace is like an orderly organization. Everyone in it lives according to the rules and rules of the organization. On the surface, it looks calm, but in fact it is full of crises. If you are not careful, you will lose your own life. Little life.

(End of this chapter)