maid's harem life

Chapter 32

Unable to bear it, he stopped.Ming Yao's busy figure flashed and hid behind the pillar.

Stretching out his head, he saw that Mingxie was just looking at the ground, without any other movements, his expression was focused, and his figure was pulled out in a long line, projected in the corridor, and landed at Mingyao's feet.

Without the nourishment of the sun, the buds are still thriving, and the two small leaves are stretched apart, sawing in balance.

Mingxie regained his composure, and took another step forward. Such loneliness, monopolizing one side, reminded him of Mingyao.

Without light, I live in a dark, alone world.

Seeing him walking away, Ming Yao quietly followed him, not for any other reason, just to watch him from a distance, even from his back.

When he came to the place just now, he looked down, and the body that was about to squat down was retracted, and he followed closely behind Ming Shirt.

All the way until the palace gate.

"See Prince Xie." The guards saw Ming Xie busy saluting, but the man didn't answer, and directly boarded the carriage outside.

As soon as the coachman pulled the reins, he raised his whip and left in the dust.

Ming Yao, as if being pulled tightly, ran forward until the gate of the palace.One step away, the sunshine there is warmer than that in the palace.

The raised dust dispersed, and Ming Yao stood for a long time, leaving only a smear of purple gloom in the empty palace.The moment he lowered his head, as if he suddenly remembered something, he ran back quickly.

Panting, she ran to the corridor, only to see a maid bending over and fiddling with something, hurriedly stepped forward, Ming Yao grabbed his hand fiercely, in the palm lay the newly grown green Buds, just the roots are broken.

The servant girl looked at Mingyao for some unknown reason, her expression was terrified, her shoulders were tightly together: "Prince Yao..."

It felt like something was being severely cut off. I wanted to move it to my palace to plant, but the strength in Ming Yao's hand became tighter and tighter, but his eyes were always fixed on the palm of the maid.

Qingyin came out of Mingdi's bedroom, and saw Mingyao from a distance.

He hurried over and called softly: "Yao Wang Ye, Yao Wang Ye..."

Hearing her shout, Ming Yao loosened his grip slightly, but still didn't let go.

Qingyin didn't know what was going on, but the anger on Mingyao's face was something she had never seen before.

Grabbing his wrists with both hands, shaking them a few times: "Lord Yao, what's wrong with you."

Mingyao turned around and saw that it was Qingyin, so he let go of the maid.

Seeing that there were many people coming and going on the corridor, Qingyin hurriedly let go of her hand and looked around.

The servant girl seemed to be frightened, and she didn't dare to move in a daze.Seeing that there was no one else, Qingyin grabbed Mingyao's sleeve and walked forward.

The two walked to a gazebo and sat down quietly.

She didn't ask any questions, but tugged on his sleeve, smiling slightly on her small face.

When Mingyao saw her, he seemed to have just come back to his senses, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, "Are you okay?"

Qingyin patted her chest: "It's okay."

Accidentally, he slapped the wound, causing a dull pain.

Ming Yao didn't believe it, so he fixed his eyes on her chest, just glanced at her, then shrank back in embarrassment: "I'm hurt, it's okay."

Qingyin shook her head, her small face changed into a worried expression: "Lord Yao, are you unhappy again?"

Ming Yao's words hit the mark: "Qingyin, Brother Huang is going to deal with the Dark Dynasty."

"Dark Dynasty." Qingyin was shocked: "Why."

"The emperor was assassinated, and this dark dynasty has to be eradicated." Ming Yao withdrew his nerves, and looked into the distance helplessly, his eyes were filled with intense worry.

Qingyin propped up her chin with one hand, but she still couldn't figure out who the one wearing the human skin mask was, and whether Emperor Hades was that emperor, she tapped her head with her small hand, wasn't Emperor Hades in the palace, and, that day The sword clearly hit it.

"What's the matter?" Seeing her strange behavior, Ming Yao asked with gestures.

"Oh, it's nothing." Qingyin said with a smile: "Don't worry, the prince will be fine."

Ming Yao glanced at the woman, then nodded, the power of the Dark Dynasty had been vaguely mentioned.

Every time I saw him, I was alone, Qingyin stared at Mingyao seriously, he, like an autistic child, closed his heart, and over time, he forgot about normal communication.

"Lord Yao, this imperial palace is huge." Qingyin stretched out her hands and swung them in a circle exaggeratedly: "Walk around more, you will find many novel things."

Ming Yao didn't seem to understand, he opened his eyes and stared straight at the woman, only to see that her small face was brimming with joy, and her eyes were even brighter.

"It's so easy to please."

"Otherwise." Qingyin withdrew her hand: "To live is to be happy."

"Let's go." He pulled up his sleeve with one hand, Ming Yao didn't refuse, and obediently followed behind her.

The two did not go down the stone steps, but stepped over the railing and entered the garden beside them.

The cold winter is over, everything has begun to recover, and some flower buds have begun to emerge, one, two, inlaid in the lush greenery.

The sun shone down warmly, the cold feeling disappeared, and it was so comfortable that people couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The two of them didn't say a word, just walked around the whole garden, the haze in Ming Yao's heart was also left behind in a few steps.

Just knowing to follow Qingyin, my heart is not so depressed.

"Qingyin, Qingyin..." From a distance, a maid shouted, seeing her stop, she boldly ran over: "It's really you? Aren't you captured by the Dark Dynasty. "

Qingyin turned her head and saw that it was Youyang.

"You Yang..." She took a few steps forward: "I didn't even know that I was in the palace when I woke up."

It's like the last time I was shunned by ghosts.

"That's good, I'm worried to death..." You Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Ming Yao beside her, and hurriedly knelt down to salute: "My servant has seen Lord Yao."

Mingyao ignored it, and finally felt better, but was destroyed again.

Seeing this, Qingyin knew Mingyao's temperament, so she boldly asked Youyang to get up: "Yao Wang asked you to get up."

"Prince Xie Yao" You Yang stood up, seeing Ming Yao's serious face, he could only obediently stand aside with a helpless expression.

Seeing that it was not too early, Qingyin bid farewell to Mingyao: "Prince Yao, the servants are going back first."

When the man heard this, the expression on his face became even more displeased, he gave You Yang a hard look, and walked back in anger.

You Yang was quite frightened, seeing him walking away, he dared to grab Qingyin's sleeve with one hand: "What's wrong with Lord Yao."

"Ah..." Qingyin turned her head to the woman: "It's okay, Prince Yao's temperament is just like that."

"It is said that Prince Yao is cold by nature and not good at communicating with others, it seems to be true" You Yang said to himself, pulling her out of the garden with one hand.

"You Yang" Qingyin patted the dust on his legs, before hesitating to speak: "Are you... all right?"

"You want to ask if I have suffered with Concubine Li?" You Yang smiled, but he couldn't see any happiness: "Don't worry, I'm fine, and Concubine Li is also very fond of me."

Seeing her like that, Qingyin didn't want to ask any more questions. She still remembers the hatred emanating from Youyang on the day Hu Zhaoyi died in vain.

"That's right." You Yang paused, and gave her a hand: "After you came back, have you ever seen Concubine Yao?"

Qingyin followed and stood still, faintly uneasy: "No, what's the matter."

"The Sacred Heart Palace is going to be turned upside down. These few days, the maids and eunuchs who serve the Yaofei are not feeling well. You also know that the Yaofei has a vicious nature, and it seems that it is because of you being captured."

Qingyin was startled: "It seems that I have troubled others again this time."

"Don't be dazed, go back quickly." You Yang pushed and urged.

"En." Qingyin nodded, and ran out. Behind him, You Yang waved lightly, and before she had time to tell her to be careful, the woman's figure flew out.

Stepping over the paved bluestone slabs with small steps, Qingyin trotted all the way, finally raised his head, and saw the three characters of Sacred Heart Hall.

In the room, just as Qingyin expected, they all knelt down on the ground, feeling sore in their hearts, and stepped in numbly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, everyone raised their heads one after another. When they saw Qingyin, they were overjoyed, but she couldn't laugh at all, and she didn't even dare to look at them again, so she went straight to Yaofei's bedroom go.

Inside the hall, everything was in a mess, things fell to the ground, medicine bowls were broken, tables and chairs were pushed down.

The concubine Yao lay quietly on the bed, her hair uncombed, her makeup untouched, her upper body propped up, leaning against the bedpost.

Wushen turned his head and saw Qingyin, there was no shock on his face, just a sad smile: "I know, you will definitely come back."

"Your Majesty..." Qingyin stepped forward and knelt beside her: "My servant has made your Majesty worry."

The concubine Yao stared blankly into the distance, her face lost even more of its original brilliance, and the words she said made people puzzled: "All of this was arranged by the heavens, no matter how much you go around The circle, one day, will come back."

Qingyin was worried about her body. Seeing her pale face and looking at the fragments on the ground, she presumably refused to use the medicine: "Madam, your body is important. Let's take it as nostalgia. Put it in your heart and don't think about it anymore." gone."

After listening to the concubine Yao, she laughed loudly: "You think I feel sorry for that child? Tell you, no, I personally killed him, and I don't feel any regret at all..." Laughing recklessly, but why I couldn't stop the tears that flowed down the corner of my eyes.

Qingyin felt extremely uncomfortable, knelt down on both knees, grabbed Yaofei's hands: "Niang Niang, you don't need to do this, it's all over."

Concubine Yao freed her hand, buried her face in her palm, and said every word, intermittently, from between her fingers: "Qingyin, if one day, such a thing happened to you, what would you do?"

Qingyin was startled, she had never thought about whether she would be able to bear such shackles once she was buckled on her body.

(End of this chapter)