Chapter 117

Little Wuzi put down the sack and opened it slowly.

What's going on?

Little Wuzi nervously stretched out a finger to explore Leng Qingyan's breath. He won't be suffocated!

Leng Qingyan closed his eyes and looked as if he was out of breath. After probing his nose and making sure that he was still alive, he put down his heart and stepped back.

Red mammy is an old woman in her fifties. She is much taller than her fifth son. At this age, a woman's skin has been wrinkled for a long time, but she has no half old on her white and fat face. Her eyes are very smart, and a black ambition on her nose trembles because of her words. Although her red lips are cracked a lot, they are still beautiful.

"Little five, it's said that she should be hungry for a few days." red Mammy's fat face was full of smiles, as if she was saying that the weather was very good today.

Little five looked at red Mammy and couldn't help asking, "mammy may tell the slave what the people above think."

The woman in it has been favored by the emperor for a long time. If the emperor remembers it one day, he can't explain. He still has an old brother to keep, and there are young brothers under him. He can't just die.

"That's what the boss said. Just do it. Why do you ask so much!" red mammy narrowed her eyes and stared at little five with high eyebrows.

Little Wuzi was still a little afraid of the red mother. Seeing that she was angry, he closed his mouth and didn't talk. The people above are nothing more than the empresses in the back palace. Now Leng Guifei has left the cold palace, and those people can't suppress her.

Little Wuzi is a smart little eunuch. He has been able to protect himself in the cold palace for so many years. Now he has his own way. He smiles at red Mammy, "the slave has passed, and red mammy should not be angry."

"What the boss ordered us to do as slaves is to live too clearly, but it will bring disaster for ourselves." red mother smiled and gave little five a warning look, and turned away.

Little Wuzi watched red mother go away and went back to the house. He closed the door only after he made sure that she was not dead.

Leng Qingyan woke up and rubbed his eyes. Why is it so dark around! Where can I find her?

The squeak of the mouse came from a distance.

Leng Qingyan sat up slowly against the corner of the wall. Her eyes adapted to the darkness for a long time. Her clothes had not been touched, and her body didn't hurt. The other party didn't want money or kill.

Who could it be!

Countless faces flashed in Leng Qingyan's mind, including empress, Duanxian imperial concubine, concubines and Qiu Jieyu. These women may harm her.

She is now in the cold palace. Even a small noble can bully her. The falling Phoenix is not as good as a chicken.

There was a slight knock on the door.

"Who!" Leng Qingyan stood up vigilantly, stretched out his hand to the side and touched nothing.

Who will it be at this time! Are you here to kill her?

"...." the people outside didn't answer. After Chen was silent, Leng Qingyan thought the other party had gone.

"Da" "Zhi"

After the dull sound of opening the door, a dark figure stood at the door facing the moonlight. Leng Qingyan stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the petite figure. In the moonlight, the woman walked in slowly with a gray face and ragged clothes.

"Who are you?" Leng Qingyan looked at her warily. Isn't this woman the woman I met when I first entered the cold palace? Why is she here? Has she seen this woman anywhere? Why the closer you get, the more familiar you feel!

"...." the other party remained silent and took out a steamed bread from his arms and handed it to her.

Leng Qingyan's eyes fell on the cracked hand and slowly moved to the white steamed bread in her hand. The steamed bread was very dirty, which may be the reason why her hands were dirty or fell underground. In short, it was not clean.

"I don't want it!" Leng Qingyan patted her hand. The steamed bread fell on the ground and rolled several times to a dark corner. Several mice immediately ate it up.

"...." the woman still didn't speak, got up and went out.

"Hello!" Leng Qingyan called her.

The woman looked back at the cold face. Her eyes were full of doubts. Her expression was faint, but she still didn't say a word.

Leng Qingyan frowned. The man was so strange that he opened the door to send her food but didn't save her.

"Didn't you come to save me?" Leng Qingyan said and took two steps forward. Although she wanted to know who hurt her, she wanted to leave the room. Because it was too dark, she was afraid of the dark.

"..." the woman didn't answer her question. Seeing Leng Qingyan coming out, she hurriedly pulled and locked the door.

Leng Qingyan stood in place and couldn't return to God. Didn't this woman come to save her? Why did you leave!

be rather baffling!

The moment the door closed, the surroundings fell into darkness again. The boundless darkness was frightening. The room couldn't even throw in a glimmer of light. If the woman hadn't come in, she would have thought it was dawn!

The night was still very long. Fortunately, the room was sealed so that it would not be cold, but it could not be warm. Sitting on the cold ground, she stared at the darkness with wide eyes. The sound of rats eating steamed bread was very loud. She didn't feel hungry. She was a little hungry listening to the sound.

She suddenly regretted it!

Why didn't you eat the white steamed bread just now! Why throw it away!

In fact, just now she thought about taking white flour steamed bread for a moment, but she gave up in a moment! No gratuitous kindness, no gratuitous hatred.

She doesn't know or know that woman. Why should she help her if she only meets her once? Why did you deliberately approach her? That white flour steamed bread is really tempting enough. If it wasn't a little dirty, maybe I would eat it, because I'm really hungry.

Leng Qingyan doesn't use much for dinner on weekdays. As usual, Xiaotao and clove have given her steaming peanut job's tears longan porridge, but today she entered the cold palace. I'm afraid Xiaotao and clove can't protect themselves.

Cold, this room is getting colder and colder! Leng Qingyan hugged himself and retreated into the corner. There was nothing, not even a curtain.

"Zhi Zhi" mouse's cry came from time to time. Leng Qingyan excited and stood up. She couldn't sleep. If she slept, she might never wake up and couldn't sleep.

Leng Qingyan stood in the corner of the wall and stared at the darkness. He didn't know how long he had come. His eyelids became heavier and heavier. His body slowly slid down the cold wall to the ground. Finally, he couldn't resist Duke Zhou's call and fell asleep.

Under the moon night, a shadow avoided heavy guards and turned into the cold palace. Its vigorous posture stopped on the roof from yard to yard.

The cold wind blew the man's hair scattered on his chest. His black and white eyes stared at the room under his feet for a long time. He gently moved away and fell into another room. In a moment, he turned out of the cold palace.

Tang yuntu jumped off the palace wall and didn't stand still. A gust of wind blew in his ear and hurt Jun's face. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the evening rhyme standing in front of him.