The next morning.

Qiuluo almost did not sleep all night. When the little maid came to make her up, her face was obviously written with a bit of irritability.

The movements of the little maids are much softer than usual. They dare not use more force. They are afraid that they will hurt the lady in return for punishment.

Qiu Luo's mind is all on dye long song.

He held a small comb handle in his hand.

The comb teeth buckle into the palm.

There are several red marks on the diaphragm.

In front of the mirror, the smile on his face slowly emerged.

Eyes seem to be a bit ferocious, "to dye long song from the palace of the empress dowager, please come over, said that this palace wants to invite her to come over and draw a portrait for this palace."

The little maid in law now wishes to be far away from qiuluo.

Hearing this command, he was so busy that he said, "yes, yes, I am. I will go now."

While talking, the little maid in law ran out in a hurry. She could not help but feel relieved.

These days, the imperial concubine is really more and more difficult to serve, as if she was stimulated by something.

But those who can be far away, all go far, no one dares to approach at will.

It's not necessarily a good thing that the imperial concubine lived in the palace all the time.

But the little maid in law can't protect herself. Naturally, she can't manage so many things.

They can only rush to the palace of the Empress Dowager.

Although ran Changge lives in the Empress Dowager's side, he is not in the Empress Dowager's bedroom.

A little further from the harem, she had a little yard of her own.

It's remote, but quiet enough.

The scenery is also very beautiful, near the royal garden.

This is the place chosen by the Empress Dowager and left for her.

Ran Changge is very satisfied with this place.

Although she didn't sleep well last night, she came out with a pile of painting tools and sat in the middle of a pile of flowers and trees. The beautiful scenery made her feel much better.

Dye long song, slowly breathing the air in front of me, I feel comfortable.

But the silence was soon broken.

A little maiden rushed into her yard and saw her.

Even the ceremony is not good, straight up, drag her ready to go.

Dye long song is still a little muddled, shake off the hands of the little maid, "which Palace are you from?"

She will be taken away without saying a word.

There is no language in dyeing long songs.

"I'm the maid in the palace of the lady's concubine. She told me that she wanted you to go over and paint for her. If you miss your time and make the lady angry, no one will be able to help you." The little maid in law was scared by Qiu Luo's temper.

So at this moment, I'm so scared.

I'm afraid that because of others, I will delay my return.

I'll be reprimanded.

Lady?

Dye long songs under the feet like a root, from the bottom of my heart on the exclusion, do not want to go.

Now, however, she seems to have no position of refusal at all.

It's a moment to delay.

"Just a moment, then. I need to get rid of my usual painting tools."

It's a pity that the little maid didn't give her this chance at all.

"No, there's everything in the palace, as long as you go there."

The little maid dragged her away without saying a word.

While walking, she told her, "these days, the lady's mood is not very good, but I remind you in advance. When you draw later, be smart. Don't make the lady angry."

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