Chapter 190

"The eighth concubine is right. Anyway, my palace is full of clothes, so this clothes should be eaten by dogs."

As he said that, he turned his gaze to Qian Feiyan who had been staring at Mu Yifei with resentment from the beginning to the end, and said:
"Sister, it's time to eat. The emperor asked my sister to have a meal together. You can come too."

Her words were said deliberately, no matter who heard them, they were suspected of showing off.

"Okay, sister, let's go."

After glaring at Mu Yifei fiercely, Qian Feiyan left without giving up.

After watching the two sisters leave, Mu Yifei pursed her lips in contempt, and sat down on the stone table in front of her.

"Thank you, Eighth Princess, for making the rescue."

I only heard that little maid spoke at this time, her tone of voice was neither humble nor overbearing, she didn't look like just a maid.

Mu Yifei looked up at her, hooked her fingers, and said:
"Sit down and let's talk."

Seeing the little palace maid, she was stunned for a moment, then she nodded and sat down.

I couldn't help but marvel in my heart, the myth that the idea of ​​saving Hualiu patients and helping the people of Donglin to tide over the difficulties spread all over the palace is so small.

Seeing Mu Yifei looking at her with a smile, her eyes filled with admiration, "Hey, you little court lady is quite bold, you dare to splash ink on the emperor's favorite concubine's clothes? Do you have a big relationship with her?" Is it a holiday?"

Hearing this, the little maid didn't have a big reaction on her face, she just smiled and turned her gaze to Mu Yifei, and said casually:

"The veil was stuffed into my ink by herself."

She pointed to the Four Treasures of the Study in front of her, and next to it was a picture of red flowers on the other side that was just half painted but was deliberately poured over with ink.

It was only then that Mu Yifei noticed that this little maid was painting, and the painting was quite good.

Especially the red Bana flower, which is half covered, is as red as a flame and lifelike.

"Did you draw this Bana flower?"

She pointed to the content on the painting and asked, and the little maid was also startled because of her question, her eyes couldn't help being surprised, and said:

"Wangfei also recognizes this flower?"

"Hehe~~ The flowers bloom on the other side, the flowers and leaves follow each other, the flowers fall and the leaves fall, and we will never see each other, right?"

Mu Yifei raised her eyebrows, looked at the little palace maid with a smile, spoke casually, and perfectly concealed the sadness in her eyes.

Tears welled up in the little palace maid's eyes at this moment, she looked at Mu Yifei in disbelief, and then laughed at herself.

"Yeah, the flowers fall and the leaves fall, and we will never meet again..."

She repeated Mu Yifei's words and closed her eyes weakly.

As for her, the flowers have not fallen, but the leaves have left, and they will never see each other again.

The moment of loss just now made Mu Yifei feel a little uncomfortable in her heart, but when she suddenly came to her senses at this moment, she realized that she had fallen into memories again.

She frowned in distress, but soon, she changed the subject and said with a smile:

"I like this flower very much. I have planted it before, so I recognize it."

"The princess is such a happy person, why does she also like this flower of hell that can only be seen on Huanghuangquan?"

Mu Yifei's face changed slightly when she asked this question, but she quickly covered it up, smiled casually and said:
"Isn't the only scenery under the Naihe Bridge beautiful?"

She asked back, which also made the little palace maid startled again, followed by laughing in agreement.

(End of this chapter)

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