As soon as he walked out of the Zixiao Hall, Tao Ti raised his hand and patted his chest, then heaved a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for the special circumstances, she wouldn't want to lie, let alone lie to Pei Yan, such a gentle, tender, and weak beauty.

Oh, this guilt...

"Prince princess, shall we still pick that Sophora japonica?" Linglong glanced at the dark sky and reminded softly.

Tao Ti suddenly came back to his senses and said without hesitation, "Go, I must go. Walk around, while the sky is still bright, let's quickly pick it and steam the locust tree flowers to eat at night. I tell you, this steamed locust tree The flowers are fragrant, and only spring can taste such a fresh bite all year round. In addition to steamed Sophora japonica, we can also deep-fry Sophora japonica, omelette..."

Listening to the prince concubine talking about the various ways of Sophora japonica, Linglong's defenses unknowingly dispelled a lot, and her face that had never been much expression also became a little more tender.

Before she was sold to the palace, the grandmother in the family would also pick fresh Sophora japonica in spring and cook porridge and cakes with their family. It was really good at that time.



Under the snow-white sophora tree forest, Tao Ti tilted his head back and directed the little **** to pick flowers.

"Yes, yes, the freshness over there, it doesn't matter if the whole branches are cut down, they will grow again in the coming year."

"Be careful, pick it slowly, and don't worry."

Seeing the Sophora japonica flowers gradually filling the bamboo basket, Tao Ti knelt down, holding a handful of flowers in both hands and sniffing, his face couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, she felt as if someone was looking at them.

Tao Ti looked up and looked around. When she saw the two figures standing in the corridor not far away, her smile froze.

Standing in the front of the shovel veranda was a man wearing a royal blue brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist, a handsome face, and a tall figure. Behind him was a lanky **** with drooping eyebrows.

The master and servant are looking towards them.

Although at a distance, Tao Ti could not see the expression on his face, but he recognized the man's identity at a glance—

The third prince Pei Changzhou.

The scumbag who pushed her to commit suicide to the original owner PUA step by step!

The good mood of picking flowers disappeared instantly, replaced by the anger that raged in my heart.

She pursed her lips angrily, and cursed in her heart: Look, you have a scumbag!

Pei Changzhou also noticed that Tao Ti saw him. Thinking of what Pei Lingbi had said to him a few days ago, his heart moved slightly.

He was about to raise his hand and beckoned with Tao Ti. Before he raised his hand, Tao Ti turned his head decisively and didn't look at him again.

Pei Changzhou frowned, is this really angry?

But it's okay to be angry, anyway, this stupid woman is so coaxing, as long as he says a few good things, she is not obediently obedient.

Thinking of this, Pei Changzhou straightened his collar slightly, and walked towards the Sophora japonica forest with confidence.

The **** behind him was startled, and lowered his voice to remind him, "Master, this is the East Palace."

Pei Changzhou bent his lips and said with disdain, "What's wrong with Donggong? This king just says hello to his sister-in-law. It doesn't matter if the prince knows, he has always been gentle and tolerant, so he won't take it to heart."

Just when Pei Changzhou was about to reach the Sophora japonica forest, Tao Ti directly took Linglong and the little **** who picked the flowers and walked in the other direction.

Obviously at a distance of about ten meters, she was stunned as if she hadn't seen him. She didn't even give him an extra look. The one who walked was called simply and neatly.

Seeing the petite figure drifting away, Pei Changzhou's handsome face sank.

What does this woman mean? Shame on your face, right?

After only a few days of marrying into the East Palace, I dared to be so indifferent to him...

A burst of anger surged in Pei Changzhou's heart. Could this woman really go to Pei Yan's side like Lingbi said?

No, this is definitely not possible. Even if he has always regarded her as a pawn, she can only be the **** in his hand, and belongs to him alone!

Thinking of this, Pei Changzhou's eyes showed a dark look, and he had to find a way to bring this chess piece back together.



Bad luck, bad luck dead!

Tao Ti returned to Yaoguang Hall depressed, and was happily picking a flower, but his interest was ruined by the scum.

Zishuang greeted him with a warm voice. Seeing Tao Ti's face not worried, he first asked, "Master, what's wrong with you", then glared at Linglong with upside-down eyebrows, "Did you not serve the good master and make the master angry?" !"

Linglong calmly looked at Zishuang without speaking.

Seeing Linglong not speaking, Zi Shuang only thought she didn't put herself in her eyes, and her tone was even more aggressive, "Why, you are not convinced by one sentence? Staring at me, you are a mean servant!"

Linglong said lightly, "Aren't you also a slave and maid."

Zishuang choked and retorted, "Are you worthy to compare with me? I have been with the master since I was eight years old, and you have only been with the master for a few days!"

Tao Ti was a little annoyed at first, but now he heard the two arguing, and it became even more annoying. She gave Zishuang angrily, "Okay, stop arguing. It's not about Linglong, Zishuang, you go down first, you don't need it here. You served."

Zi Shuang was still reluctant, but Tao Ti had a stern face and she had to step back first.

Tao Ti looked at Linglong on one side and said warmly, "Zichuang has been by my side all the time, but I didn't manage her well. Don't worry about what happened just now..."

Linglong looked down and said, "Master, don't worry, slaves and maids won't go into their hearts."

Tao Ti nodded, "You take two people from the palace to wash a pot of Sophora japonica. In the evening, let's steam some Sophora japonica to eat."

When Linglong stepped back, Tao Ti was paralyzed on the couch, staring at the roof, thinking—

According to the current performance of Linglong and Zishuang, she prefers Linglong who doesn't talk much but works pragmatically. As for Zishuang, she's a bit noisy, and she likes to pick things...

Maybe Zishuang is really focused on mastering, but judging from her current behavior, the chances of pitting the master seem to be greater.

Forget it, let's observe it for a while, right? If Zishuang continues to bluff like this, then consider her to stay.

She turned over and remembered about Pei Changzhou again.

I have to say that the scumbag looks good, and yes, Emperor Zhaokang and Empress Zhou both look good, and the odds of giving birth to ugly monsters are not high.

But what does he mean by starting to walk towards him? Why, seeing that she is not dead, still want to fool again?

Tao Ti slandered in his heart and made up his mind. Later, when he sees Pei Changzhou, he will take a detour, and never have a relationship with this kind of scum.

However, it turns out that the flag can't stand up randomly—

In the afternoon of the second day, while Tao Ti was humming a little tune to tune the fillings of Sophora japonica buns, God Zishuang came over mysteriously, "Master, slave and maid have something important to report."

Tao Ti did not lift her head, "What's the matter?"

Zishuang's eyes flickered, glanced at the other palace people beside him, and said in a low voice, "This matter...the master should go to the hall with the servants, right?"

Tao Ti frowned slightly, "...?"

After thinking for a moment, she put down the work in her hands, wiped her hands dry, and walked into the hall with Zi Shuang.

The hall was quiet, and the master and servant were facing each other.

Tao Ti poured a cup of tea and drank a couple of sips before looking at Zi Shuang, "Now there is no one, so let's just talk about anything. There is still waiting for steamed buns on the stove."

Zishuang reached out and touched his sleeve, and immediately took out a letter, bent over and held it respectfully to Tao Ti with both hands, "Master, letter."

Letter... What letter?

Tao Ti's eyelids jumped suddenly, and his brain opened wide. Is there any other vest besides the identity of Chongxi Bride? Such as undercover beauty?

She accepted the letter with a serious face, without a signature on the cover.

"Who sent this from?"

"Master, yes..." Zishuang didn't say her name, only stretched out her hand to compare.

Tao Ti was slightly taken aback, "...Pei Changzhou?"

Zishuang smiled ambiguously and nodded.

After quickly reading the content of the letter, Tao Ti's frowning brow could catch a fly.

Did Pei Changzhou eat the "Encyclopedia of Local Tastes of Love"? nausea! Greasy!

After adjusting his emotions a bit, Tao Ti put the letter on the table beside him, and turned to look at Zishuang, "How did you get this letter?"

Zi Shuang wanted to take credit, but when he raised his eyes to see the serious appearance of the master, he suddenly felt a little in his heart.

She was silent, she said cautiously, "Master, this letter is from Hu Jin, the **** next to the third prince, to the slave maid. He asked the slave to hand it over to the master."

Tao Ti squinted her eyes and said coldly, "How much benefit has the three princes given you, do you want to harm me like this?"

Upon hearing this, Zishuang's face turned pale and panicked, "Master, what are you talking about? What is good or bad? The slave and maid are loyal to you, how can it hurt you?"

Tao Ti saw her eyes twinkling, and she made it clear that there was a ghost in her heart, and her tone became colder, "Isn't this hurting me? If today's matter is known to others, how would they think of me? How would the prince think of me?"

Zi Shuang met the cold eyes, only feeling that his legs were soft, she immediately knelt on the ground, shivering, "The master calms down, slaves, slaves..."

She couldn't understand what was going on. Once the master received a letter from the third prince, what the baby had to look like, why now... is so unsympathetic?

Looking at Zishuang who was kneeling on the ground, Tao Ti tightened her red lips. Yesterday she was thinking of giving her another chance, but she did not expect that she would step on thunder and explode today.

Dare to love the original owner is to raise a spy who eats inside and out by his side.

It's no wonder that since seeing the first face of this Zishuang, there is an indescribable feeling of weirdness.

Now that this happened, Zi Shuang definitely couldn't stay by her side anymore.

After pondering for a moment, Tao Ti said in a low voice, "Today's things, you have to be tight-lipped and are not allowed to talk to the outside world, do you understand?"

Zi Shuang was startled, and then he agreed.

"Don't kneel and get up." Tao Ti calmly said, "Your temperament is not suitable for being a errand in the palace. Go back to the Yongwei Hall tomorrow."

Zishuang was about to get up, when he heard this, his knees fell back to the ground, and said in a panic, "Master, don't you want to be a slave? …Please don’t drive the slave and maidservant away, and leave the slave and maidservant by your side to serve you!"

Tao Ti did not speak, but listened to her crying quietly. After she cried a little less, she said quietly, "You said, if I give this letter to the prince, what will the prince do with you?"

Zi Shuang's pleading stopped abruptly, staring a pair of eyes, unbelievable, "Master..."

Tao Ti said, "Wipe away your tears, go back to your house and pack your baggage. It is better to go back to the Hou Mansion as a errand than to die in the East Palace."

For this reason, Zi Shuang knew that it would be useless to say more, so she looked at Tao Ti sadly and retired.

The hall was quieter.

Bright sunlight spilled in through the window lattices and fell on the letter paper filled with love words.

On the last line, Pei Changzhou asked her to apply for the Moon Shadow Lake in the small garden tomorrow.

Syria? Tell a ghost!

Tao Ti rolled his eyes, pinched the letter, and plunged into the incense burner without hesitation.