The leaves of the wutong trees in the courtyard swirled in the air, accompanied by the blowing of the autumn wind. Finally, they gently landed on the moss-covered stone road.
Liu Rufei wore a light green dress, sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, supporting her cheeks with her hands as she looked at the rows of palace walls, she sighed lightly.
After drinking the medicine, he heard the maidservant say that this was the Dongsheng Dynasty, five hundred years before Liu Rufei's dynasty.
And she was Meng Zixian, the pretty girl who had been sent to the palace three years ago.
When the emperor liked the "sickly beauty", he recruited Meng Zixian and her friends into the palace.
However, everyone said that grace flowed like water. Gu Jingyuan, the emperor of the Eastern Sheng Dynasty, was infamous for being indecent and indecent in the history books. He spent his days immersed in the meat pond and wine forest.
Meng Zixian had only been in the palace for a month, but he had already changed his tastes when he hadn't even seen the emperor's face.
He only had his personal servant Ling'er to accompany him. In the end, he couldn't bear the pain anymore and hanged himself.
Liu Ruo Fei played with her unfamiliar hands as she muttered to herself, "In the future, I will be Meng Zixian. This cold palace is really boring …"
Meng Zixian's beautiful eyes flickered. She suddenly came up with a plan and smiled sinisterly.
Ling'er was at the side, cleaning up the fallen leaves in the courtyard with a broom. When she turned around, she saw Meng Zixian's expression.
In Ling'er's memories, her young master hadn't smiled since he entered the palace. If he wasn't crying and sighing, it was because he pitied himself.
Today, he actually laughed, and even laughed like a cunning fox!
Seeing his young master suddenly reveal such a strange smile, he couldn't help but shudder.
"Ling'er, stop sweeping. Come over here, I have something to ask you."
Meng Zijue stood up. His green clothes fluttered in the wind, and his whole body looked sickly. It was as if a strong gust of wind could carry her away.
Ling'er put down the broom and carefully approached Meng Zixian, who had a treacherous expression on his face.
She grabbed Ling'er's shoulder. It was unknown if it was because of the sudden gust of wind or because of Meng Zixian's actions, but Ling'er let out a cry of alarm as her eyes widened in shock.
Meng Zixian's face was still full of joy as she looked into her eyes, "This emperor is too impotent and useless, yet he is so engrossed in lust. I'm sure there must be a lot of treasures in the palace, right?"
As the number one female bandit in the martial arts world, she would definitely have some understanding of the various historical treasures of the dynasty. Not only did she know them by heart, but she also knew a little about them.
Meng Zixian had seen it in the annals of history before. Due to the Emperor's deceit, many rare treasures were kept in the palace.
It just so happened that this identity being able to remain in the palace at this time and place, even if she didn't steal any treasures, she would still be unworthy of her identity as a female flying bandit.
Ling'er didn't know why, but she still nodded honestly. "The Emperor naturally has many rare treasures. Little master, why do you ask?"
Meng Zixian patted Ling'er's shoulder in satisfaction, "Lend me your dress."
"What?" Ling'er couldn't help but be shocked as she looked at her in bewilderment. "Little master, what are you trying to do?"
"As you know, I'm really bored staying in this courtyard. I want to go and admire the wind and moon in order to relax. It's more inconvenient to wear concubine's clothes, and the palace maids are more at ease. "
"But …" There were many things that were inappropriate with this matter. Everyone in the palace knew that the Emperor was tyrannical, and there were also few who were good in character. Their young master never stepped out of the house to avoid a lot of trouble.
Now that he had been reborn from his tribulation, he should be even more careful.
Seeing that Ling'er was hesitating, Meng Zixian suddenly grabbed Ling'er's hand and dabbed at the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, tears welling in her eyes.
"I've been in the palace for three years, and you know how miserable it is. In this palace, battles are everywhere, you and I have no power, no power, no support, we can only support each other. Now that I have finally understood how to save my life, shouldn't Ling'er help me? "
Meng Zixian's face was originally filled with pity. Now with her superb acting skills, her slightly reddened eyes, and the tears that were about to fall, Ling'er's heart ached.
He didn't hesitate any longer and clenched his teeth as he nodded his head.