Pampering the outside room alone? I entered the East Palace to pass on the sick and weak prince

Under the night, Murong Mingshan's expression was uncertain.

When she raised her eyes, she saw an unusually handsome face.

His eyebrows flew into his temples, his eyes were like stars, and his thin lips were slightly pressed down, showing a bit of innate majesty.

This is Prince Rong Su Sheng.

"Prince Rong."

After a brief moment of surprise, Murong Mingshan stood firm and immediately called out.

As she shouted her name, her eyes lowered, and her earlobes were faintly glowing with red.

Su Sheng frowned, as if recalling her identity.

After a while, I finally got some impressions.

"Are you the daughter of Concubine Xian?"

"Prince Rong, don't you remember?" Murong Mingshan raised her head slightly, "We have met several times at palace banquets. I am Murong Mingshan, and my mother-in-law is indeed a virtuous concubine."

She never expected that she would meet Su Sheng here.

I couldn't help but ask one more question.

"Why is Prince Rong here?"

"I, the king, come here to talk to the queen."

"So that's it."

Murong Mingshan showed a faint smile.

She inherited Ning Yingying's beauty, with a pair of watery eyes and a charming brow.

The virtuous concubine Ning Yingying had no background and was only favored because she looked somewhat like the former empress.

Her daughter is no threat either.

Therefore, Su Sheng never paid attention to Murong Mingshan.

He glanced at her lightly, nodded slightly, and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and turned back.

His eyes narrowed with a hint of scrutiny.

"Are you going to the queen's palace?"

"Ah."

"doing what?"

Hearing this, Murong Mingshan felt a little guilty. She wrung her fingers, unable to speak.

But I wanted to talk to him more.

He said slowly.

"My mother-in-law... has learned a new dance and wants to invite my father to Yongle Palace to watch her dance."

After finishing speaking, Murong Mingshan's slender fingers clenched slightly.

Today is the fifteenth day. Logically speaking, the father should stay at the queen's place.

Her mother-in-law wanted her father to come over. This move was undoubtedly a slap in the queen's face.

And Su Sheng is the queen's younger brother.

When you hear this now, you must be angry, right?

Murong Mingshan slowly raised her eyes, feeling a little uneasy.

However, Su Sheng's eyes flashed with a pensive light, and then he nodded.

"In that case, you can go ahead."

Hearing this, Murong Mingshan was a little stunned.

Before she could speak, Su Sheng turned around and left quickly.

She turned slightly sideways and looked at the direction Su Sheng left. Yeli's face was hidden in the darkness, and her emotions could not be clearly seen.

After a while, she turned her head slightly, concealed the emotion in her eyes, and walked slowly towards the Changqiu Palace.

Touching the spot where Su Sheng had just helped her, Murong Mingshan's chest began to throb violently.

This was the first time she talked to Su Sheng.

No one knew that she had never dreamed of this moment.

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The night has drawn down the curtain, and a full moon hangs in the dark night sky.

Today is the 15th, and the moon is extraordinarily round.

Many princes and nobles in the city went to elegant places in the capital to admire the moon, drink wine, and recite poems and have fun.

Murong Yu's confinement had just been borrowed, so he hurriedly left the house and went to a restaurant in the capital, intending to establish good relations with some of the upstarts in the court.

The handyman's office in the backyard.

A pile of dirty clothes was soaked in cold water. Ning Lanxue was squatting next to the washing tub, her hands soaked in the cold water, and she was vigorously rubbing the clothes inside.

It was already a chilly night in early winter. She was wearing thin clothes and the water under her hands was cold. She shivered unconsciously.

Not far away, Cui Miao was eating melon seeds and staring at her with squinted eyes displeased.

A few words of encouragement from time to time.

"Wash it for me quickly! These clothes will be dried at dawn. If you can't wash them well, don't sleep tonight!"

Ning Lanxue paused for a moment, then raised her eyes slightly.

Looking at Cuimiao's fat body, a malicious light burst out in her eyes.

Bitch!

From the first day she came, this Cuimiao had been displeased with her and targeted her in every possible way.

At first, her body wounds didn't heal, so she kept enduring it.

I couldn't help it anymore, so I started arguing with her.

But Cuimiao grew tall and thick, and she was very energetic when she worked hard all year round, so she could only be beaten.

The most serious time was when Cuimiao beat her so hard that she couldn't get out of bed for a whole day.

But he still couldn't get any rest and was driven by this bitch to do menial work.

In just one month, she lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The more she thought about it, the colder Ning Lanxue's eyes became.

She had never done such hard work when she was in Yingchunyuan, but now she was oppressed by such a despicable thing.

It can't go on like this!

If she is here again, she will be tortured to death by that bitch Cuimiao. She must find a chance as soon as possible to win Murong Yu's favor again!

There was a rough maid named Qiu Hua next to her. Seeing Ning Lan's efforts in washing the snow, she felt a little sympathetic and said something.

"Cuimiao, look at Ning Lanxue's thin body. She still has injuries on her body. If she washes like this all night in a cold weather, what if someone is killed?"

"Just die."

Cuimiao snorted coldly and threw a melon seed kernel into her mouth: "She is now the lowest maidservant. The fourth prince has never set foot in this courtyard these days, which means he has forgotten her a long time ago. Even if he is dead, His Highness probably won’t even take a look!”

After saying that, he took the cane in his hand and hit Ning Lanxue's calf.

"Wash me quickly!"

Ning Lanxue took a breath, then gritted her teeth.

Bitch!

Ning Lanxue kept washing until Chou Shi had a large basin of clothes, and she was almost done.

Except for the cold wind, there was no one left in the courtyard.

She dragged her tired body and was about to take a rest, but suddenly she changed her mind.

She turned her head and looked at Murong Yu's side room, then looked down at her fingers that were soaked in cold water and turned white, her eyes darkening slightly.

Can't wait any longer for an opportunity.

She has to create her own opportunities.

Ning Lanxue pulled down her rolled-up sleeves, held her thin arms, and ran out of the backyard.

In front of the house.

Murong Yu wore a black cloak and walked out of the carriage with a face as cold as ice.

The servants who were keeping vigil at the door shouted "See Your Majesty the Fourth Highness", but he completely ignored them and ignored them.

Murong Yu was filled with anger.

How long has passed but now his reputation and status in the court have plummeted!

Today he went to meet the upstarts in the officialdom, but was met with disappointment.

Everyone had smiles on their faces, but in fact they were very shy about him. They didn't want to be used by him, openly or secretly, and wanted to distance themselves from him.

He looked like a prince, put down his identity and took the initiative to approach them, but he was still disliked.

One by one, damn it!

Murong Yu was filled with anger and had no way to deal with it, so he punched a nearby tree hard, causing a sharp pain in his fingers.

Jing Liu behind him was a little panicked.

"Your Highness, your finger is bleeding..."

"Get away! I want to stay by myself!"

"Yes, slave, please step back now."

Jing Liu left in panic.

Murong Yu stood there for a while, with tangled brows and sadness and helplessness in his heart.

The loneliness that was once ignored and disliked by his father crept into his heart again.

In the past, whenever he was neglected by his father, he always went to see Ning Lanxue and listened to her gentle comfort, gradually calming down.

now……

That's it.

Thinking of the big mistake Ning Lanxue made, Murong Yu wiped away the nostalgia in his heart.

Then I thought of Shen Ruoxi.

In fact, if he had gone to find Shen Ruoxi at that time, she would have comforted him, right?

It's just that he never gave Shen Ruoxi this chance.

Murong Yu stood up straight, thought for a moment, and turned around in the direction of Yu Xiangyuan.

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