Chapter 472

Shufei pondered for a long time, Jia Xinxin's younger brother Jia Xiangrong turned out to be the commander of the guard, but Jia Xinxin had followed a lot of light.

If her younger brother also took this seat, wouldn't she be closer to the Queen's seat?

"Mother!" Shufei excitedly pulls Xie laotaijun, "what should I do?"

"You should be careful not to show your horse's feet. On the contrary, it's cheap." Old lady Xie was smiling and her wrinkles were shaking. "How's your relationship with the Empress Dowager? We can use her to help us

Shufei frowned, "the Empress Dowager had a good relationship with Princess Xiuning. Now Xiuning is not in the palace, and the Empress Dowager doesn't go out much, let alone meet people."

"But Xue Ping'er used to go to Qifeng palace. Before she got sick, she was quite favored by the Empress Dowager."

Shufei thought of her daughter-in-law who had been very unsuccessful. It seemed that she could be of some use now.

"Then let Xue Ping'er go. She's so stupid all day. It's time to do something for Yanwen."

Xie laotaijun pulled Shufei and whispered in her ear.

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"Sneeze!" Lin Shuqian sat under the flower rack and suddenly sneezed.

Although it's late spring and early summer, it's still a little cold when the wind blows in the shade.

"Empress dowager, seven princesses and concubines ask to see you."

Lin Shuqian rubbed his ears and thought he had heard wrong.

"Who do you think is coming?"

"It's the seventh prince, Xue pinger."

Lin Shuqian is puzzled. Is Xue Ping'er so good?

Lin Shuqian has always been afraid of Xue Ping'er. After all, she seems to be a different person, and her behavior is very strange. Lin Shuqian can't figure out who she is.

Lin Shuqian doesn't know whether she is the submissive Xue Jiashu girl or the talented woman in Beijing who can tell many stories that don't belong to her.

"Let her in."

Lin Shuqian straightened his sleeves and sat up straight again.

The little maid of honor took orders and brought in the seven princesses and concubines.

Far away, Lin Shuqian saw a slender figure, slightly shrunk, shoulder hook back, head has not been raised.

This is different from Xue Ping'er, who is full of confidence and has wind at her feet.

"My granddaughter-in-law, Xue pinger, please give my best regards to the emperor's grandmother." Xue Ping'er's voice is smaller than that of a mosquito. The wind blows away.

Lin Shuqian is a little relieved. It seems that Xue Ping'er hasn't changed.

"How did you come here today?"

"If I go back to the emperor's grandmother, my granddaughter-in-law has been ill all the time. Recently, the weather has been better. I haven't come to see the emperor's grandmother before, and I ask her to forgive me."

After listening for a long time, Lin Shuqian only heard a little intermittently. He didn't know what Xue Ping'er was talking about.

Facing Xue pinger, who is struggling to communicate with each other, Lin Shuqian misses the girl who was not tired of telling stories all day before.

"Lingxi, move a stool for her." Lin Shuqian stretched out his hand and pointed to his side, "put it here."

"Yes." Lingxi understands the meaning of the Empress Dowager. After all, she just stood beside the Empress Dowager and didn't hear what the seventh prince said.

Xue Ping'er sat beside Lin Shu Qian, but she still hung her head on her back.

Lin Shuqian looks at her quietly. Xue Ping'er looks very thin and can be blown down in a gust of wind. Moreover, her dress is a little too shabby.