Life simulator, start with a maid

Chapter 50 Making the Cypriots So Elegant

The qi of the night finally found an outlet.

Only then did Qu Guiren feel more comfortable, and supported the red shirt's arm, he said: "I'm tired, help me to wash up! As for this lowly servant girl who has been reduced to a second-class palace maid! Don't hang around in front of me from now on!!"

She endured it all night.

Everything else is fine, the most important thing is that the emperor ran away with the princess!
After Cuixiu stole chickens and lost money, Qu Guiren won the favor for several days in a row.

Although most of the time Murong Linshen just came over for dinner, but for these concubines who haven't seen the king for a month, this is considered a long favor.

Qu Guiren was proud of his spring breeze, and all the women in the harem gritted their teeth with hatred, ready to move.

Some people even inquired about her behavior of giving soup at the beginning, and imitated her delivery a few times, but it didn't have any effect at all.

Lin Lang still cooks dishes in different ways every day, and she is so busy that she doesn't have time to imitate.During the period, I also made snacks for Princess Zhenmeng several times, and when I saved a sum of money.

Concubine Rong finally made a move.

The emperor turned over her brand for two consecutive days.

He didn't even come over to have a meal, which directly cut off the legend of Qu Guiren.

When he went to pay his respects to the queen mother the second time, Gu Liangyuan even ridiculed her several times.

"What's the use of delivering food? The Concubine Rong is giving someone away, and she gave the emperor the palace maid who has been with her for many years..."

"How can this dead thing compare with a living person?"

Gu Liangyuan also hadn't seen the holy face for a long time, and felt restless.

But she clings to Concubine Rong, so it's impossible for her to show her anger at the moment, so she simply turned her head towards Noble Qu, who is lower than her.

When returning to the palace that day, Qu Weirou broke several tea sets in succession.

Thinking of Gu Liangyuan's words just now, she hesitated for a while, and suddenly said harshly: "Go and call Lin Lang in!"

Seeing that her hairpin rings and clothes were disheveled and her expression was like that of Shura, Hong Shan hurriedly agreed with yes.

After going out, Lin Lang was dragged back, and said in a low voice, "My lord is calling you, she has lost her temper right now, you should pay more attention when you go in later."

"Thank you sister for reminding me."

Lin Lang had just finished cooking, and she still hadn't taken off her apron and loops.My heart sank, knowing that this level had finally come.

There are broken pieces of porcelain scattered all over the place.

Lin Lang secretly picked a good place and saluted politely, "My lord."

As soon as she came in, Qu Guiren opened his eyes.

His gaze rested on her face like a knife, as if he wanted to gouge out another layer.

She pinched Lin Lang's face with her hand, and began to examine her carefully.

The girl is still young, her cheeks are still soft like baby fat.The tentacles are warm and delicate, like a piece of fine warm jade.

Not to mention astonishing.

But there is another kind of aesthetic feeling that seems to be full of vitality under the spring sun, especially in this gray and cold deep palace, it looks extraordinarily vibrant.

It is not like a flower, but more like a vigorous and tenacious vine that will always climb upwards.

"Compared to you, Concubine Rong is nothing."

Qu Guiren is both satisfied and complicated.

Even Concubine Rong, don't even think about stepping on her!
"My lord..."

Lin Lang once again cursed the label of beauty in her heart, but she showed a bewildered expression just right on her face.

"Tomorrow, you cook a table of good dishes and deliver them yourself. If the emperor comes, you can stay and talk with him."

Qu Guiren tried hard to soften his face.

But finding someone to push on the dragon couch, no matter how I think about it, I can't help it.

Lin Lang maintained the innocent and docile appearance of a deer, but the bottom of her heart was already roaring.

Talk about Nima!

Such an elegant way to say the Cypriots! !

(End of this chapter)