C60 Yu Zhao Yi

The old granny didn't want to talk about this. She slowly took a step forward and picked up the broom that had been leaning against the side of the corridor. Then, she walked outside.

Xiao Yao was still afraid, she stepped forward and pushed the bowl away from Zhong Miao Yi. "This place is filled with dense ghost energy, so many people died here."

Zhong Miao Yi did not listen. She looked around the palace to see if there were any traces left behind by her matriarch.

His grace was like a stream. It never stopped.

Even the matriarch who had once pampered her had passed away. So many years had passed since then, the Emperor had only felt guilty towards her, this daughter of his. How could there be such a thing in the royal family?

The old granny's ointment was still effective, Xiao Yao even flipped over some gauze, and carefully bandaged Zhong Miao Yi with it before she finally became slightly relieved.

Previously, in the courtyard, Xiao Yao had made up her mind to not let Zhong Miao Yi go there again. The master and the servant travelled back and forth in the house, but discovered that most of the things in the house had already been moved away, leaving only a few empty wooden beds and shelves, which were piled with a thick layer of dust.

sighed. He knew that he wouldn't be able to find anything, so he said that he had to go back.

"The princess isn't going to watch?" Xiao Yao felt it was strange, she had not seen at least half of the rooms in front, why did the Zhong Miao Yi have to return.

In fact, what the Zhong Miao Yi really cared about was the woman who had gone mad at Gong Yu's place.

She couldn't help but think, under the cover of those long, weed-like hair, could it really be a face similar to hers?

This kind of thought was impossible to expel. When they reached the end of their road of return, Zhong Miao Yi slowly opened her mouth: "I still want to go over and take a look."

Xiao Yao became anxious: "Princess, she's a madman. She will still hurt you. The women here are all about to kill each other. She's the only one who survived, only god knows how many people she killed. Don't go Princess, you look so much like a imperial concubine, that crazy woman will kill you! "

"The old granny is also there." Zhong Miao Yi muttered to herself, "She will help me, won't she?"

Xiao Yao was speechless, could it be that she was hoping that the old lady would be able to pull her out from under the hands of a madman?

Seeing that the Zhong Miao Yi was about to turn around and leave, Xiao Yao bit her lips and followed along: "If the princess really wants to go, let Xiao Yao accompany her. If there is any danger, Xiao Yao will definitely stand in front of the princess and protect her."

Zhong Miao Yi smiled but did not say a word.

Returning back to the courtyard, Xiao Yao looked out with lingering fear, only to find that the door to the room was open, and a sweet singing voice came out from inside.

It was a wonderful song, like the most joyous song in a girl's house when she went out of the pavilion.

Zhong Miao Yi stood in place and listened, not wanting to disturb this beauty. After a while, the singing stopped, and a woman's voice rang out: "Aunt Yang, look at me, am I beautiful like this?"

"It's that crazy woman." Xiao Yao muttered softly, she did not know what was so happy about that crazy woman, "Her hair is in disarray, what's there to look at?"

So the old granny's name was Aunt Yang. Zhong Miao Yi walked a few steps forward and heard the familiar hoarse voice, "She's beautiful. Zhaoyi looks really nice like this."

The woman giggled for a moment, then her laughter abruptly stopped. She suddenly sighed. "Then why hasn't the emperor come to see me yet?"

No one could answer this question. Aunt Yang was not stupid enough to try and provoke sher with the truth. She only said, "Your Majesty is busy with many affairs of state. When Your Majesty is free, he will definitely come to see me."

Only then did the woman start to feel happy again. "Yes, the Emperor loves my singing the most. His Majesty says that my singing reminds him of his youth, his Majesty says. Xin is a very lucky person. "

The sound of footsteps came from inside the house, and indeed, the Aunt Yang quickly followed the lady out.

She had put on a long dress that had also been washed white. Her hair was tied up with a stick, and she wore a few pieces of jewelry that had been broken.

She had no makeup, only a bit of lipstick on her mouth. She looked emaciated, but her eyes were huge and lively.

Once she walked out, she immediately saw Zhong Miao Yi. The instant their eyes met, Zhong Miao Yi really saw her reflection in her face.

It was just that … The woman's face was haggard, and one could vaguely see that she was also a peerless beauty.

Being looked at like that, Xiao Yao's goosebumps rose all over her body, and she trembled.

Aunt Yang whispered something in her ear before the woman laughed and waved at him, "Come here."

Zhong Miao Yi glanced at Aunt Yang somewhat hesitantly. Only after Aunt Yang gave her a look of affirmation did Zhong Miao Yi slowly move towards the woman.

Unable to hold on to Zhong Miao Yi, Xiao Yao could only hold her breath and tightly pull on Zhong Miao Yi's arm.

As they got closer, the Zhong Miao Yi felt that this woman was similar to him, no. It should be said that they had similarities to the Imperial Consort Zhong.

The woman stared at Zhong Miao Yi for a long time. "Aunt Yang said that you are the emperor's daughter. Do you know who I am?"

Zhong Miao Yi frowned, how did she know?

It was still the Aunt Yang who spoke in a low voice: "This is Yu Zhaoyi."

Zhong Miao Yi slightly squatted down and bowed, not wanting to anger this pitiful girl.

Yu Zhaoyi reversed the previous enmity. He probably knew that she was a princess and not a concubine, which was why she transformed into a rare friendly gesture.

Yu Zhao Yi pulled Zhong Miao Yi's hand: "Are you here to see me because of your majesty? The Emperor didn't forget me, did he? "

Zhong Miao Yi was speechless. She really did not know how to answer this question.

However, Yu Zhaoyi obviously didn't need her answer. After she asked, she chuckled: "Of course I am. Didn't you hear the ringing wind outside? "In my former palace, there was a wind chime, and the emperor said that when the wind chimed, it was he who was thinking about me."

Aunt Yang acted like she was accustomed to such a scene, the expression on her face did not change at all: "It's time to rest."

On the contrary, Yu Zhaoyi held Zhong Miao Yi's hand even tighter and laughed: "I want to talk to the princess."

After he finished speaking, he dragged Zhong Miao Yi into the house, and did not forget to turn around and glare fiercely at Xiao Yao: "You're not allowed to follow me in! What does the master's words have to do with a servant like you! "

Xiao Yao was extremely angry, even though it was already like this, she still thought that she was her master!