Back to the Snow

Chapter 217 Who's the most popular ([-])

"This..." The servant girl looked at Concubine Mei, and then at the palace maids standing next to her in a row.

Especially the orange maidservant standing beside Concubine Mei, looking at her like a victor.

Meeting her eyes, the maidservant in orange clothes said: "What are you looking at! Who said that day, 'Isn't it the people from Lianmei Palace? I'm not afraid of others'? Why is there no such thing now? Energetic?"

The servant girl in the orange-red dress had tears in her eyes, but kept kowtowing: "Your maidservant knows your mistake! This servant girl knows your mistake! Concubine Mei, please forgive me! Concubine Mei, please spare my life!"

His forehead was pierced, and blood began to ooze slowly.

But she still kept knocking.

Rather than being constantly made things difficult and beaten, she would rather kowtow like this.

Frowning slightly, Mei Lianxiang said: "Stay here quickly! I don't want to see blood."

The maid in the orange dress next to her said: "Leave her here quickly! The empress has a precious body, how can I let this bastard and filthy thing get close!"

Someone pulled up the prostrating maid and dragged her away, and the whole hall was filled with constant cries.

Until the cries turned into begging for mercy, the maidservant in orange clothes stepped forward and beat Mei Lianxiang's legs: "Your Majesty, take care of your body, don't get angry because of such an inferior servant."

Changing her position, Mei Lianxiang said: "Just to teach her a lesson. Let her know who is the real master now."

"Yes."

The orange maidservant beat her leg and said: "Your Majesty has broken the dragon now, even the Empress Dowager will give you three points!"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the originally plain face.

Empress?
She, Mei Lianxiang, would not pay attention to it.

Just a hen that doesn't lay eggs.

Now she is favored by the emperor, pregnant with the emperor's dragon son, and loved by the queen mother.

Who else can compete with her?
That concubine Ye wanted to compete with her just because of her coquettishness?

It's so overreaching.

"Zhiyu." Lazy called out.

"What's your order?" The orange maid was bringing a bowl of ginseng soup.

"After lunch, let's go to the Night Palace." The voice was dull, but there was a hint of pride that couldn't be concealed.

(End of this chapter)