maid's harem life

Chapter 14

"The demon concubine..."

The woman suddenly turned her head and gave her a hard look.That glance, full of warning, made Qingyin stunned in the distance.

The concubine Yao pulled out the hairpin on her head with one hand, and a sharp cold light glowed at the end, moving wantonly along Xi'er's cheeks.

Although her face had been ruined long ago, the woman was still staring at the hairpin in her hand in fear, her eyes trembling along with its movement.

Concubine Li and Song Yan looked at each other, they didn't want to walk, they could only stand on one side.

The demon concubine smiled charmingly, grabbed Xi'er's hair with her left hand, and thrust the hand holding the hairpin into her temple with all her strength.

Qingyin stood with her back to the woman, only to hear Xi'er wailing, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Don't..."

Concubine Yao stepped back, only to see Xi'er's eyes widened, her voice stuck in her throat, and she fell to the ground with a bang.

The maid on one side handed over a clean brocade handkerchief, and the woman picked it up with one hand, wiping her hands habitually.

Concubine Yao's expression was calm, with a harmless smile on the corner of her mouth, a hint of cunning in her beautiful eyes, and a little unspeakable sadness in her eyes looking at Qingyin.

Concubine Li opened her mouth slightly, and Xi'er died at her feet, her eyes opened angrily, as if she was staring closely at her.

"you……"

"What about me?" Yao Fei smiled coquettishly and spun around, dressed in sky blue, matching the white clouds.

There was not a trace of seductiveness on her face, even with a pure look, Concubine Li hurriedly backed away: "Songyan, let's go."

"Yes."

The concubine Yao threw down the handkerchief in her hand: "Go slowly."

It wasn't until the figures of the two walked away that the woman turned around with a sneer: "Drag her down."

Qingyin cast a glance at Xi'er on the ground, then stepped forward and knelt down.

"I don't need you." Concubine Yao pointed to the servant girl beside her: "It's just you two."

"Yes, Concubine Yao."

Qingyin straightened up, not knowing what to do for a moment, the woman saw this and pointed to a flowerbed: "Here, help me take care of these peonies."

Qingyin saw that the peony was in full bloom, and the surrounding area was neatly trimmed, and occasionally, there were only a few fallen leaves.

The demon concubine went back to her bedroom on her own, her winding skirt dancing gracefully on the long steps.

Concubine Li walked quickly in the corridor, neither of them said a word, their steps were hurried.

As soon as he entered Huoli Palace, Songyan closed the door behind him, with a slightly flustered expression on his face.

"This demon concubine is really crazy..." Concubine Li propped up her forehead with one hand. In this harem, no one can compare to her in terms of ruthlessness.

Song Yan took off the woman's cloak and hung it in one place, the red mark was still on her face.

"It seems that I shouldn't be so reckless in the future..." Concubine Li took a sip of hot tea, "The only solution now is not to let the concubine Yao conceive a dragon child."

Song Yan dismissed the servant girl in the house: "Your Majesty, do you still remember what the servant girl said last time? We can take that maid named Qingyin for our own use."

Concubine Li put down the teacup in her hand, pointed her finger, and circled the rim of the delicate cup: "Well, otherwise, if the concubine is not cured for a day, my heart will not be at ease."

Song Yan patted the woman's shoulder lightly with one hand, with different thoughts.

Inside the Sacred Heart Hall, from the faint purple incense burner, a light fragrance emanates mistyly, and in the scattered fine holes, it flickers on and off, and the white gauze all over the sky dances intertwined, supporting the charming of a room.

Qingyin entered with a tray, and on the whim of Yaofei, she became her personal servant girl.

The woman stepped over the high sill, her eyes were searching in the floating white gauze, her steps were light and her head was turned sideways, avoiding the tray that blocked her eyes: "Yaofei, Yaofei..."

Not seeing the familiar sky-blue figure, Qingyin hesitated to step forward, and lifted the veil with one hand.

Concubine Yao sat on the floor with her back leaning against the foot of the bed, her head deeply buried in her knees.

The woman was actually wearing white chiffon yarn today, with her hair in a bun hanging down her arms.

Hearing the call, Concubine Yao raised her head, staring at Qingyin in a daze.

The woman's eyes were clear, the makeup on her face was removed, and under the dim candle flame, she looked a little pale.

"Who are you?" Yao Fei tilted her head, one corner of her mouth slightly raised.

Qingyin was taken aback, put the tray aside, knelt down and said, "Slave Qingyin."

"Qingyin." The woman raised her chin with one hand in deep thought, and shook her head: "I don't know you."

Qingyin raised her eyes in a daze, she was clearly the demon concubine, but her tone was not as cold as before, and she didn't call herself Ben Gong.

"The demon concubine..."

"Don't call me demon concubine." The woman said hastily, her tone seemed full of grievances: "We are not demons."

we?

Qingyin looked around in confusion, there was no one else here except the two of them.

"Your name is Qingyin." The woman spoke again, and moved her body towards Qingyin.

"Yes."

The concubine Yao opened the corner of her mouth and smiled faintly: "My name is Yao Guang."

"Yaoguang." Qingyin repeated between her lips: "The demon concubine..."

"It's my sister." Yao Guang gently tugged on her sleeve with one hand: "Qingyin, has my sister ever hit you?"

Qingyin recalled those two beatings, and before she could speak, the woman snapped away: "Sister is just too lonely, that's why she became like that, don't blame her, okay?"

Qingyin smiled and shook her head: "I will not blame her, not only because she is the master of my servant, but also, there is a place in everyone's heart that others cannot touch. I believe it, and so does the concubine Yao."

Yao Guang pressed back his leaning body, raised his head slightly, and looked outside.

The incense in the incense cage is intoxicating, the woman turned her head and looked at Qingyin: "My sister is not here, you don't have to be so formal, just sit down."

Qingyin pursed her lips, and sat down anyway. Although this woman's appearance was the same as that of Yaofei, it was truly different.

"Qingyin, have you seen the emperor?" Yao Guang's clear eyes were full of hope, and when she saw Qingyin nodding, she burst out laughing.

"You've been in the palace, haven't you seen the emperor?" Qingyin became more and more hesitant, her small face wrinkled slightly, her eyes full of puzzlement.

The woman's originally angry look darkened in an instant, her eyes even lowered to the cold ground, and she shook her head: "My sister won't let me see."

"why."

Yao Guang clasped his hands, with a few strands of hair falling down, the girl looked thinner: "My sister doesn't like the emperor, my sister hates him, but I really want to see him."

Qingyin hesitated, put one hand on Yaoguang's shoulder, and took her into her arms: "The emperor came to the Sacred Heart Hall last night."

Qingyin obviously felt the woman's body tremble, Yao Guang put his head on her shoulder and said helplessly: "But, I can't see it."

Qingyin didn't ask any more questions, but just stretched out her other hand and held the woman's catkin.

The palm was cold for a while, Qingyin rubbed it up and down, the woman's hand was slender and beautiful, she could only hear her sighing beside her ear: "You won't understand."

"Voiceless." Yao Guang whispered again, stepped back, and leaned on the bed at the back again: "Your hands are so warm."

Qingyin heard the reputation and looked over, and saw that the bottom of the woman's eyes was covered with a layer of mist, but she stubbornly endured it all the time.

"You want to see the emperor, this servant will take you there now."

Yao Guang shrank his hand, and the expression in his eyes lit up.But, with just one click, it was completely extinguished.Like the Three Inches of Flame, even her last bit of hope was taken away.

"If my sister finds out, I won't have a chance to come out again." Yao Guang smiled sadly, and instead of using a brocade handkerchief, she directly covered her eyes with her cuffs: "Now, I can still miss, I am afraid that once my sister You know, I don’t even have the luxury to think about it.”

Qingyin sighed secretly, and covered the woman with one hand: "Don't worry, the emperor is fine."

"Really." Yao Guang wiped the tears off his face with his sleeves: "The emperor, is he still the same as before, even when he smiles, he doesn't have any warmth."

Qingyin thought about it carefully, and waved her hand: "I believe that everyone's smile is warm."

The woman spoke very seriously, her eyes looked at Yao Guang with enthusiasm, and that clear water also infected her.

Just thinking about it, the corners of Yao Guangfei's raised eyes drooped again: "Qingyin, can you promise me one thing."

The woman opened her eyes slightly, and nodded when she saw the strange look on Yao Guang's face.

Like reluctance, like unwillingness, more like, rest assured.

"Help me take care of my sister, Qingyin, my sister is too pitiful alone." Yao Guang looked around meaningfully: "If I have time, I will come to you, you go down."

Qingyin suddenly felt a little uneasy, just like when she separated from Concubine Fengyue back then, this parting will not be forever.

"Yaoguang, do you want to go?"

The woman's starry eyes trembled, and the head that was originally raised slowly lowered: "No, I have always been here."

Qingyin opened her small mouth slightly in surprise, swallowed her doubts, and hurriedly changed the tone: "The servant girl will leave first."

The corners of Yao Guang's lips twitched slightly, as if thinking of something suddenly, he grabbed the woman's sleeve with one hand: "Qingyin, promise me, help me take good care of my sister."

Qingyin nodded without thinking, and didn't even ask Yaoguang why she let herself take care of Yaofei.

As soon as the woman heard this, she let go of the tension in her hands, and the man seemed to let out a heavy breath. Yao Guang smiled lightly, and then put his head back down again.

Qingyin got up, brushed off the hem of her skirt with one hand, and walked out of the hall in five steps and three turns.

Behind him, Yao Guang casually wiped away the tears on his face, and only said three words to the back, I believe you.

Qingyin walked out of the yard, patted her chest lightly with one hand, and turned around, the woman was still buried deeply as before.

It was surprisingly cold outside, I didn't feel it in the hall just now, Qingyin wrapped her arms around her body and walked back to the residence.

Along the way, it was gloomy and cold. The sky was dark and the wind was strong. Today, there were no stars and no moon, which added a bit of weirdness.

In the long corridor, only Qingyin was walking step by step, the only thing echoed quietly, except for the sound of empty footsteps, was the rustling cool wind.

(End of this chapter)