daughter in power

Chapter 99 Visit
Before she finished speaking, she got stuck in her throat, Qiqi stopped her voice, grabbed Jing Rourou, and hid behind the stove.

At this moment, I can only hide first before speaking.

Today is the first day of the draft.
Today is Jing Rourou's first day as a lady, and it is also the first day for Qiqi to be a maidservant.

If the two of them had anything to do with the murder, what would happen to their lives in the future.

Both of them didn't speak, they just hid behind the stove and held their breath, not saying a word.

However, the footsteps never approached.

It seemed that the footsteps heard by the two before was just an illusion.

With a flash in her eyes, Qiqi quietly leaned out of her body, wanting to see what happened.

On the other side of the stove is the door, where Gong'e fell.

She looked away quietly, and couldn't help but froze.

At this moment, there is nothing there, no dead bodies, let alone others.

Startled, she jumped out and stared at the empty brick ground.

The ground is not clean, and the spilled food is already cold.

The bowls and chopsticks containing the meal rolled to the ground, and the fragments glowed coldly.

"Ah, where is the person..." Jing Rourou also jumped out, and she couldn't be more shocked.

Qiqi blinked: "I don't know."

The two were relatively speechless, with strange expressions written on their faces.

It was getting darker.

The sudden disappearance of the body really sent chills down the spine.

Is it a scam?

But in the inner courtyard of the deep palace, witchcraft, ghosts and gods are the most taboo. Who dares to say that someone in the imperial dining room cheated?
Jing Rourou huddled into a ball, tremblingly said: "Jiang Qiqi... Tell me, will that corpse run away, run away..."

How does she know?Qiqi rolled her eyes and didn't want to pay attention.

She looked carefully at the ground, the beams, and the door, but she couldn't find any clues.

Where did the body go?

Just at this time, there was a crisp laughter from outside the courtyard.

Shuang'er, who delivered the soup, had already returned, holding a lantern and raised his voice, "Qiqi, are you still there?"

Qiqi's eyes flashed, and then she heard Shuang'er say: "Concubine Shu is happy, she gave me a plate of crystal candied fruit, come, let's eat together."

Shuang'er probably had nothing to do with being the last maid, and when she saw Qiqi, a maidservant who was even lower than her, she immediately had a crush on her.

Even if Concubine Shu rewards a plate of candied fruit, she must share it with Qiqi.

Qiqi blinked, squatted down hastily, and pretended to clean up the dishes: "Oh, why did my food spill..."

While speaking, she turned her head to look at Jing Rourou.

If she doesn't understand the meaning of Qiqi, Jing Rourou will become a fool.

Her complexion changed, she immediately covered her mouth, and hid behind the flowers and trees in the courtyard as if fleeing.

Back to the Plum Garden, it was Haishi.

The weather was dark, and Qiqi's stomach was full of hot rice and candied fruit, so she was finally not hungry anymore.

Touch into the room, light the candles, the room is dim.

If she continued to sleep like this, her body would be cold even if she slept until dawn.

Blinking, Qiqi walked out of the room again.

When she came back again, she had a pile of dry firewood in her hand, but the firewood was wet and could not be ignited quickly.

She blinked, turned her head to look at the neatly packed salutes, selected a piece of clothing that could no longer be worn, and tore off the corner of the skirt.

The skirt is made of yarn, and the firewood is quickly lit.

There was not much firewood in the small copper basin, the fire was dim, but the heat warmed people's faces.

But after a while, the firewood burned blazingly.

The copper basin was also burned hot.

The temperature in the room rose quickly. Although it was a bit smoky, it was better than being as cold as ice.

Qiqi smiled slightly, boiled hot water to wash her face and feet, drank another full cup of hot water, and then lay down in the cold bed.

The firewood is still burning, probably until early tomorrow morning.

Facing the firelight, she fell asleep in a daze on a clean pillow.

She slept very well, as if she had never slept enough in her previous life.

It was a really strange thing, and she didn't know why.

When I woke up, there was another snowstorm outside.

The whole plum garden is clear and cold, and no one cares about it.

The charcoal fire was flickering in the copper basin, it was no longer considered warm.

Qiqi added some dry firewood into it, and the fire quickly burned up.

The small room was full of warmth, and she brought water from the well and boiled a pot full of hot water.

After washing her hands and face, combing her hair, standing at the gate, Qiqi took a deep breath.

It was still and it was still early.

Qiqi blinked, looked back at the red-hot copper basin, and went out the door carrying the food box Shuanger gave her.

The meal is received at the beginning of the hour, and it will be gone after a while.

When we arrived at the imperial dining room, it was really crowded.

There are quite a lot of people queuing up for dinner.

But these cooks are obviously not people with high official titles, so they are assigned such a hard job.

Qiqi queues up alone, cooks alone, and doesn't see Shuang'er from last night.

Shuang'er is on the night shift. If she works the morning shift again, her health may not be able to take it anymore.

Although the imperial palace is said to be a place that eats people without spitting out their bones, obviously the benefits are good.

There are quite a lot of food, and even these low-level eunuchs, the food is not bad.

After choosing three or four side dishes, Qiqi took the food box and prepared to go back to Meiyuan.

When I looked up, I saw Gong'e from the Huanhua Pavilion carrying a food box to receive the meal.

That Gong'e is Jing Rourou's other personal servant.

Qiqi lowered her head, pretending she didn't see it.

Gong'e obviously didn't see Qiqi, she was talking to someone she knew with a food box alone.

"You don't know, I was half asleep last night, my wife suddenly clamored for water, so I had to get up to pour it. It's just..."

She deliberately kept it a secret, and others could only look at her eagerly.

She said: "I poured water, waited for the lady to rest, and then realized that Ling'er, who was watching the night, had disappeared."

Everyone was surprised: "I heard that Mrs. Jing's family is rich and beautiful. You follow her, but you will enjoy the blessings. Why does Ling'er have a crooked mind?"

A palace maid disappeared in the middle of the night, and everyone thought she had something tricky.

Gong'e said: "Who knows, the lady doesn't know where she went. No, I will go to find Eunuch Zhang later and ask him to send someone to look for Ling'er."

Her complexion was not good, and someone advised her: "Let's look for it first, just send people to look for it like this, if Ling'er really has some personal affairs, won't she suffer?"

Zhang Yeting came forward to find someone, and the person sought would peel off his skin if he didn't die.

Everyone in the palace knows about it.

But she didn't want to, Gong'e sneaked a step closer, and whispered to everyone: "Ling'er is very popular with the lady, it's just a good time that she disappeared. If I catch her, who will be patient to hide it for her..."

She smiled slightly: "Since Ling'er disappeared last night, my lady treats me today very differently from the past."

She couldn't understand her thoughts any more, the crowd chattered for a while, some were sincerely happy for her, and some pretended to flatter her, and they all dispersed slowly.

Qiqi blinked, clutching the food box and walking quickly.

Sure enough, before noon, people came to the plum garden.

It was Zhang Yeting's subordinate who sent Qiqi to Meiyuan's internal prisoner that day.

He led people around the plum garden for half a circle, and after confirming that Ling'er had never appeared here, he said sharply: "If you see the person in the painting, report it to Eunuch Zhang immediately."

Qiqi lowered her head and said nothing.

The inner eunuch was upset, and threw Ling'er's portrait at her feet, and scolded: "This is the person."

The portrait is crumpled and crumpled, vaguely a shadow of the maid of honor from last night.

However, if she had never seen Linger's appearance, she would definitely not be able to recognize the real person with just a portrait.

She nodded: "Here."

The inner eunuch flicked his fly whisk violently, ignored her, and went looking elsewhere.

The plum garden returned to silence, the courtyard was deserted, only the petals were in full swing.

The bright red color makes people feel swaying and refreshing.

Qiqi stood in the garden, looking at the fiery red plum blossoms, could not help frowning.

After thinking for a long time, she didn't come up with a result.

In a blink of an eye, there seemed to be a person standing in the depths of the plum garden.

She was startled, and hurried over, wanting to see clearly.

Now that she is in charge of guarding the plum garden, it is natural to prevent fire and theft, and not allow the plum garden to suffer losses.

Otherwise, Zhang Yeting and the queen don't know how to deal with her.

Approaching, the man's side face is coquettish and charming, his figure is tall and plump, who is he if he is not the King of Xiaoyang?
She blinked and hesitated, "Is it you?"

King Xiaoyang didn't look back, but just stared coldly at the fiery red plum blossom branches in front of him.

It seemed that he didn't hear her words, and it seemed that he was hiding a lot of things in his heart.

He didn't speak, neither did Qiqi.

The two just stood there in a daze.

The wind and snow howled, and the white snow fluttered, falling on the tips of his shoulders and hair, and on his navy blue suede official boots.

Qiqi blinked and called again: "King Xiaoyang?"

King Xiaoyang suddenly turned his head and looked straight at her.

That gaze is haunting, entangled and obsessive, hiding the supreme and terrifying magic power.

Just one glance can draw people into his deep eyes, sinking into oblivion forever.

Startled, Qiqi subconsciously took a step back.

The profundity in his eyes turned invisible in an instant, leaving only indifference and laziness.

"The king came to see you."

His words were very concise, as if unwilling to say a word more.

She nodded to show that she understood.

He looked at her flatly, and said coldly, "Are you used to living here?"

She opened her mouth, her eyes full of thoughts, but in the end she just lowered her head and said softly, "Get used to it."

What are you not used to?
He is the lofty and infatuated prince, and she is the ugly lady who was demoted to the county magistrate.

For the time being, she can still be considered a young lady.

He has thousands of favors and powers in one body, but she can only be a humble maidservant.

He is a noble prince standing at the pinnacle of power in the mainland of Kyushu. With a move of a finger, many countries will tremble.

And she, living in the tiled house where someone just died, burns firewood for warmth every day, and is always worried about missing the meal in the imperial dining room.

She and him were not in the same way.

Lucky to live in Tingfeng Building, lucky to be raised by him like a young lady for half a month.

It was just a fluke.

It's just because, lucky to have a name with the same pronunciation, lucky to be a woman in her twenties or eight years.

His infatuation has always been towards that legendary woman, Feng Qiqi.

Not to her.

Qiqi lowered her head and said nothing.

He didn't speak either.

It was speechless again, only listening to the wind and snow.

The wind and snow covered her jet-black hair in the blink of an eye.

After a long time, King Xiaoyang finally spoke out.

His voice was very cold: "As long as you are used to it, it's good."

He paused for a moment, without a trace of emotion in his eyes: "It doesn't matter if you don't get selected as a show girl, as long as you live in Meiyuan for three years, you can go back to your hometown. Just live slowly."

Three years, live like this for three years?

Qiqi raised her head and looked at his stern side face: "..."

(End of this chapter)