Chapter 133
As soon as she left, all the women around her surrounded her.

"Don't think that you can climb on top of us now that you have a man. That tenth prince is just a fool, and you are at most a fool's plaything. Don't try to order us to do something. On the contrary—"

The person who took the lead to speak still had a good posture. Although he was abandoned by the emperor, he was still well-groomed, especially the fingers holding the brocade cloth were covered with cardamom.

"These are all up to you to do."

As soon as these words fell, all the eight women in the hall threw the brocade cloths in their hands towards An Lingchouyue.

No, but she easily walked away, and heard her say coldly——

"Sorry, I can't do these things. You should have heard it just now. I only do what I do. I won't touch a single stitch if I don't do it. If you don't pick it up, then Just let it go." Then, after she saluted calmly, she headed towards her room.

The room layout of Mianzhi Palace is very similar to that of a hotel in the 21st century. The main hall is centered around the gate, and the women's rooms are on the left and right sides. Anling Shuyue is arranged in the last room on the right. .

After only two steps, she was blocked unexpectedly, with fierce faces glaring at her angrily.

These people, because they were abandoned, have more or less resentment in their eyes. Their identities are in this palace. They say they are not the masters, but they are served by slaves. They say they are not slaves, but they are the masters of the palace. They weave clothes, their identities are embarrassing, even in the eyes of servants, they are pitiful.

After a long time, they all feel more or less embarrassed to be masters or slaves, and the only thing that makes them feel superior is the "resentful woman" who is also from Mianzhi Palace.

Even though they are all targeting An Lingchouyue now, in fact they are also fighting each other, and it is only because of Madam Yu that they are suppressing them, so they will not move to the stage.

However, An Lingchouyue, the new "junior", is different. This person is the least qualified to disobey them, no matter in terms of status or the person who serves them.

"We served the first emperor, but you are just a toy of a fool who is not a man. Don't think that you are noble." One of them looked at her meanly with a pair of vicious eyes.

"I really don't feel ashamed. You come to this palace wearing this pink dress to show off in the market. Is it because you are afraid that others will not know how low you are? If I were you, I would have thrown myself into the well long ago. How can I have such a thick skin here?" disrespect elders."

The person who spoke was wearing a blue dress, and her face was adjusted like a five-color plate, making it difficult for people to see her original facial features clearly.

An Ling's eyebrows and eyes were drooping in a sad mood. When such heavy makeup was matched with the ugly face made of jealousy, it was really disgusting, "No matter what, the Tenth Prince is alive, and to live is to rely on."

In one sentence, she said it lightly, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, but this sentence made the faces of the eight women freeze at the same time. Their sarcasm and pride were broken in such a sentence.

An Lingchouyue thought that they had not suffered enough, and added, "I have the love of the Tenth Prince, which is more than everything else."

In an instant, the faces of the eight people turned pale, An Lingchouyue smiled coldly in her heart, these people wanted to humiliate her, and they didn't care about her identity.

(End of this chapter)

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