Chapter 300

It's really troublesome for a concubine to live by the emperor. But she won't become angry and annoy the emperor.

How unfair it is for concubine Jiang to let people go to the gate of the emperor's study to sing that the emperor likes the new and hates the old. She is half hearted!

She really thought that the emperor loved her to the bone and was not willing to kill her?

I don't know the emperor's house, Bo Qinglang. If you really want to clean you up, you can die in a minute.

Yi Xiaoqiao quietly went to the cold palace and went around the palace where Princess Jiang was located.

The cold palace is really worthy of being a cold palace. There is no sunshine all year round. Walking in it is like walking in the hell. It is frightening at the bottom of my heart.

Yi Xiaoqiao felt a little cold, shrunk his neck and rubbed his arms.

"Madam, let's go back." Xiaoye whispered, "there's nothing good here. I checked it yesterday and didn't leave any clues."

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at the deep and cool cold palace again, and his heart felt cold again. He couldn't figure out why there was such a place in the palace. After all, isn't it good for husband and wife to get together and disperse?

Since I don't love you, it's better to let people leave than to keep people in such a place.

She walked slowly out of the door of the cold palace. Her eyes flashed, but a figure flashed in the corner. The figure was as fast as lightning and could not be caught. She frowned and said in her heart, are they those who monitor her?

It's endless.

I thought I had talked with Qian Yu before. These people should withdraw. Who knows, there has been no change. Qian Yu seems to have made up his mind to see her closely and airtight. It's really troublesome.

When I looked back, I saw that Xiaoye had caught up like a gust of wind.

"Xiaoye..." Yi Xiaoqiao's voice stagnated and hurriedly followed up.

One by one, they ran wildly in the cold palace. Fortunately, Xiaoye's martial arts were good. When she was about to escape, they pressed her down.

Yi Xiaoqiao chased up and watched the man while holding the wall for breath.

It was not the person who had watched her before, but a strange woman.

The woman wore a dirty Palace Dress, with scattered hair and strange behavior. Her whole face was dirty and indistinguishable. She looked the same as a madman.

"What shall I do, madam?"

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at it and smiled: "take it back."

"Ah ah -" the crazy maid screamed, and began to struggle.

Xiaoye chopped a hand knife on the back of her neck, knocked her unconscious and threw it into Xiaohua's arms: "madam, let's go back."

"It's me again." Xiaohua murmured discontentedly. She could only accept her life and carry the maid in waiting to follow them back.

The three returned to QinChun garden and directly carried the man to Yi Xiaoqiao's room.

Yi Xiaoqiao poured a cup of tea on her face.

The maid of honor woke up with a thrill. She first glanced at the room, got up, turned and ran.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she ran to the door, two people appeared in front of her and stopped her. She looked up and suddenly went crazy and grabbed Xiaohua.

Xiaohua kicked her to the ground.

"Well, stop it." Yi Xiaoqiao's voice was a little impatient.

But the maid didn't seem to hear it. She got up and jumped at the lobule again.

Xiaoye was a little milder than Xiaohua. She just pushed her hard, pushed the maid back several steps, and sat on the ground. Maybe the fall was heavy, and the maid sat on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

However, her eyes turned dribbly and finally chose Yi Xiaoqiao. She threw herself at Yi Xiaoqiao.

Yi Xiaoqiao raised his hand and blocked her back: "if you make trouble again, I won't be polite."

As she spoke, she patted the table hard. She found a crack in the excellent wooden furniture.

The maid was frightened and looked at her in horror.

"Well, don't pretend. I know you're fine. You're not crazy." Yi Xiaoqiao winked at her.

The palace maid was stunned, and panic flashed in her eyes.

"In fact, you're very good, but..." Yi Xiaoqiao reached out and pulled down the palace sash around her waist: "your palace sash is very good."

The maid stared at her: "give it back to me."

"No more?"

The maid pursed her lips: "that's my thing."

"Of course it's yours." Yi Xiaoqiao handed it to her.

The palace maid took it over and looked at Yi Xiaoqiao a little depressed: "just because this palace tapestry is so good, do you think I'm pretending?"

Yi Xiaoqiao raised his eyebrows: "Of course not. A madman may not be able to weave a palace sash. I think you are pretending because the palace sash is too clean. If a real madman can weave the palace sash very well, he will not pay so much attention to hygiene. He should be infected with some dust more or less, but you don't have any dust, and even be careful when you fall It's obviously a problem to protect it. "

The palace maid looked down at the palace sash in her hand, and there was a look of nostalgia and sadness on her face.

"What's your name? Why did you deliberately attract my attention?" Yi Xiaoqiao asked.

The maid suddenly raised her head: "you... What did you say?"

"The palace sash is bright and intact. There is no damage or stain on it. In addition, its style is relatively old. It must be carefully collected in a place on weekdays. You should wear it specially when you come out today. You show your head there. In fact, you are peeking at us and attracting our attention." Yi Xiaoqiao didn't know where to touch a handful of melon seeds and gently knocked: "tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I..."

"Oh, you haven't answered your name yet."

She was silent for a long time and looked at Yi Xiaoqiao, Xiaohua and Xiaoye for several times. Then she whispered, "I... I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat?"

Yi Xiaoqiao chuckled: "Xiaohua, Xiaoye, give her something to eat."

"Yes."

After eating three bowls of noodles in a row, the maid stroked her stomach and said, "well, I'm full."

Yi Xiaoqiao smiled: "what's your name? Can you answer it now?"

"Even if I tell you, what can I do?"

Yi Xiaoqiao raised his eyebrows: "you come back with me and look down on me?"

"I saw you dressed well. I went to my lady's house several times. I wanted to know who you should be. I wanted to come and recognize you, but you live here."

This made Yi Xiaoqiao laugh: "you live in the cold palace, but you don't think I live well enough?"

"Although QinChun garden is not a cold palace, it is not much better than the cold palace. It is thousands of miles away from the emperor's bedroom. You will never be loved here."

"... sister, you think too much." Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm not the emperor's concubine. I'm actually..."