A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 290 Rewarding the Eunuch (1)
"What mother said is that the son will take care of it." Murong Wei humbly responded to the old lady's words and nodded frequently.

There is no doubt about Murong Wei's filial piety to the old lady, because most of the time, the old lady is his guiding light. He can get to today, not to mention all the credit of the old lady, but it also plays a very important role.

Mingxiang Pavilion, because of Murong Mingxue's departure, has been vacant. The servants in the mansion are deeply disgusted by the second lady's snake-hearted poisoning of the third lady. Clothes, nothing but disdain in his eyes.

Because no one cleaned the Mingxue Pavilion, opened the door and walked in, the room was full of spider webs, and the tables and chairs were covered with a thick layer of dust. Looking at the familiar room, Murong Mingxue felt melancholy inexplicably.

"Do you need to find two maids for you?" Murong smiled and leaned against the door frame, the sun couldn't shine into her indifferent eyes.

Murong Mingxue looked around, stretched out her hand to tear off the spider web on the pillar, and said without turning her head: "No need, even if there are maids to serve, I think they are cold." My own affairs have caused me trouble for nothing.

She never regarded her return as a blessing, and none of the servants in this mansion really wanted to serve her. During the four years in the nunnery, she did all kinds of work, and she was used to not needing others to serve her.

Seeing her saying that with a smile, Murong didn't say anything, turned around and left.

The imperial palace, the crimson palaces seem to be embedded in the blue sea and blue sky, revealing curved glazed tile roofs, like golden islands.

The two dragons on the eaves, with golden scales and armor, are vivid and seem to be flying into the sky. The golden glazed tiles are shining brightly in the sun, gorgeous and noble.

Murong Xiaoxiao took the soft sedan and stopped directly at the entrance of Fengning Palace. The curtain of the sedan was lifted, and the biting cold wind gushed into her neck, making her shiver from the cold, and she hid her hands in the warm blanket , holding a delicate and small heater in his hand, so that his hands are not afraid of freezing.

She sniffed, stepped off the sedan chair, stepped up the high steps, and entered Fengning Palace.

Seeing Murong Xiaoxiao's arrival, the maids all stopped what they were doing, bowed to her and said: "Your maidservant, see Princess Wushuang."

Murong smiled slightly hooked his lips, smiled indifferently at the maids, and then went straight to the bedroom.

Compared to the outer hall, the sleeping hall was as warm as spring. There were charcoal stoves burning around the palace, which quickly drove away the severe cold on her body.

"Here comes Xiaoer, I just talked about you with your mother." The queen saw Murong smiled, and the smile on her face was full of warmth.

In the dormitory, Lian Qiao and Murong Yi were by Lian Yue's bedside. They hadn't seen each other for a month. Lian Yue's complexion was much better than before she got married. The palace maid Yun'er led several palace maids to quietly wait on her side.

"Sister." When Murong Yi saw Murong Xiaoxiao, he immediately rushed towards her. He hadn't seen her for a long time, and he looked as if he hadn't seen Murong Xiaoxiao for a long time.

Murong smiled and picked up Murong Yi, and walked towards Lian Yue: "Auntie, I'm here today to tell you good news."

"Do you want to tell the good news that your mother and your father have reconciled?" Lian Yue covered her handkerchief and smiled lightly. Her stunning face had not faded at all due to illness, and her face was as flawless as suet jade, revealing As noble as moonlight.

In her eyes, it is good news that the little girl can leave the Murong family.

Her concept is the same as that of Liancheng, Murong Wei is not the lover of the younger sister.

Lian Qiao shook her head impatiently and laughed, why does everyone think that it is a good thing for him to reconcile, of course, these people only include the elder brother, sister-in-law and elder sister.

There was no embarrassment, no embarrassment, she just felt that everyone was clear, and she was the only one in the maze.

Yun'er moved a round stool for Murong Xiaoxiao, and she sat down with Murong Yi in her arms, her smile was like spring flowers in March, bright and moving, shining with bright brilliance: "It's not about mother."

"What's that?" Lian Yue paused with a smile, and then showed puzzlement and curiosity.

"Auntie, the Seven-color Begonia has been found."

"Really?" Hearing this, Lian Yue straightened up excitedly, the radiance in the clear water and autumn pupils was so beautiful, and the three thousand hairs scattered behind her back like a waterfall, adding a soft beauty to Lian Yue's tenacity.

There was an unbelievable surprise on her face, she knew that Xiao'er would not lie to her, but this sudden surprise made her wonder if she was dreaming.

"Well, it was given to me by Prince Wushuang. I've seen it before. It's a seven-color crabapple, that's right. As long as the worry-free fruit matures in three months, I can prepare the medicine for my aunt."

Murong smiled and nodded without hesitation, with a deep smile on her brows, it is not possible to cure her aunt's illness now, the medicine is really in her hands, what they want now is time .

"It's great, it's great, the empress is finally recovering." Lian Qiao was overjoyed. When she heard Xiao'er said that there was a way to cure the queen, she was full of excitement. No matter what, she finally had hope in her heart, and Now, the original hope has become a reality, how can it not make people overjoyed.

When the maids at the side heard this exciting news, they gathered together to discuss excitedly, and they were sincerely happy for Lian Yue.

After Yun'er got excited, she ran out sensibly. The emperor has always been concerned about the condition of the empress, and now hearing this good news, she will definitely be overjoyed.

Imperial study room

Several imperial guards guarded the door, even in the face of the biting cold wind, they still stood upright, with solemn expressions on their faces.

Huangfu Moxie sat lazily on the chair, drinking tea one after another. The silver mask exuded a cool radiance, blending with the cold aura around him.

Facing Huangfulin, he didn't have a trace of fear, exuding arrogance and arrogance all over his body, which was comparable to the aura of the king of Huangfulin's country. He was more elegant and dignified by his purple robe, even if he couldn't see him clearly. The beautiful facial features still make people feel that this is a man of extraordinary grace.

"I don't know how long Aiqing plans to stay in the capital this time." Huangfu Lin's dark eyes like ink flashed a gleam, and he asked politely, not dissatisfied with Huangfu Moxie's casual attitude.

(End of this chapter)