The fourth master of the Qing Dynasty escaped from his concubine

Chapter 23 (Easter Egg) Rotten Scheming

This afternoon, Fourth Master had just returned home from court and was walking on the way to Qianqing Pavilion.

When a row of servants saw the fourth master walking towards their faces, they all plopped down like a row of stools and knelt down to salute.

Saluting is a very common thing, but if it were normal, the fourth master would definitely not even glance at them, leaving an air-conditioned back to tell them to get up.

Who would have thought that today, Fourth Master would actually stop.

Could it be that they did something wrong?
The little slaves were a little panicked, and their heads that were already close to the ground lowered their heads, wishing they could stick them into the soil and turn into spring mud.

After a few trembling breaths, I heard a magnetic voice coming from above: "Raise your head."

This is undoubtedly the sound of nature.

As slaves as humble as mud and grass, the most common gossip they chatted about was which palace maid was favored by the Long Live Lord, and which slave was favored by the elder brother.

Such legendary stories of sparrows flying onto branches and turning into phoenixes have long been deeply imprinted in their minds and have become their most beautiful expectations.

Although they are not the ones who are shy and beautiful, but after all, they are serving by my side, they are his face, and they are quite respectable.

He still had some qualifications and was shortlisted for the counterattack little sparrow, so when he heard the charming Tianyin, he looked up happily as if he had been turned over by the emperor.

The golden hairpin on his head flashed, and in an instant, the Fourth Master's face turned dark!

I remember this was what he had just rewarded Qian Lanlan this morning.

This is a gift from the emperor, and it is actually worn on the heads of several slaves who are extremely beautiful! !

Insult the royal family!

"You are so brave, you even reached into Langege's jewelry box!"

His tone was cold, like thunder thundering down from the sky, and all the maids who had managed to maintain a pleasing sight fell down one after another like a stone mortar pounding rice.

"The slave is wronged, the slave is wronged..."

"These hairpins are all rewarded by Lange."

what?
On weekdays, how many women stare longingly at these jade and gold hairpins that were given to them by the palace.

She was generous and disdainful, treating the things rewarded by the Heavenly Family as dung and throwing them on the heads of a group of slaves. This was like putting flowers on cow dung! !
"How dare you?" Fourth Master's cold voice was as cold as a sword in his throat, as if he was questioning the woman who was ruining what he had given her.

The slaves were trembling with fear, as if they were in a world of ice and snow!Fourth Master asked again: "What did she say?"

"Back to Master, Langege said that slaves are the face of Master. They must wear clothes that can be brought to the table. They must carry these hairpins every day, no less!"

face?

Wear it every day?

The Fourth Master became more and more confused about this woman's thoughts. He kept his hands stern, leaving only her back.

When the back figure became a dot, everyone looked at it carefully in a few words, and it turned into the back figure of the arrow head.

"Don't you say anything?"

"Should we still wear it?"

"Why should such a fine hairpin be left gathering dust? I didn't say you couldn't wear it."

A servant took off the hairpin, held it in his hand and muttered, "Lang Gege is really scheming. With just one hairpin, I can make me angry for her!"

"No, I am usually very serious about my words. If any slave commits a crime, he will be scolded by the grandma in charge. But today he is so angry." A slave agreed.

"No, I am a man who is busy with big things, yet he is angry over such a trivial matter as Langege!"

"This Langege is really awesome!"

……

It is better to miss each other than to spend time together day and night.

As the saying goes, "If love lasts for a long time, how can it last forever?"

　Rude scheming: seeing things and thinking about people.

　　If she hangs around in front of Fourth Master all day long, why not make Fourth Master think of her.

　　Later, when the fourth master saw the hairpins she had awarded to his slaves on their heads, her outline would be engraved in his heart from time to time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)