My palm print is a bit flirtatious

Qianqing Palace, Jiaotai Palace and Kunning Palace are located on the same line in the center of the entire Forbidden Palace, with six east and west palaces on both sides. Masters with higher status can live alone in the first palace, while those with lower status, such as Zhaoyi and Jieyu For beauties and the like, I am afraid that three to four people will live in a palace.

It was much easier to move from the Huanyi Bureau to the Qianqing Palace, and with Sima Yu's privileges, she was free every day except for making tea when he went to court.

Going west from Qianqing Palace and passing through Longfu Gate, Zhang Shiquan saw someone coming from a long distance, Le Diandian stepped forward quickly, bowed his waist and smiled and said: "Oh, isn't this Qing girl, what wind brought you here! "

Mu Qing glanced lightly, didn't intend to answer him, frowned and shouted: "Get out!"

Zhang Shiquan was scolded, instead of being angry, he smiled, his face was full of fat and greasy, and he said with a shy smile: "Young girl is now climbing a high branch, why do you still think of us mud dogs and rotten pigs?" , but at any rate, we also worked together in the Huanyi Bureau, so you can't turn your face and deny people."

Among the twelve or thirteen-year-old girls, Mu Qing is considered top-notch, but after all, she is not very old, she is still a bit shorter than Zhang Shiquan, but there is no taller place in the palace, if you want to count, Zhang Shiquan's age can Be her father.But the status is a bit short, and the difference is a thousand miles away.

Now that she is on duty in Qianqing Palace, Sima Yu relies on her, even those female officials with official titles would smile when they see her, not to mention the little eunuchs below.

Mu Qing raised her feet and walked forward, Zhang Shiquan was still chattering behind her, she was a little impatient, a ruthless look flashed on her face, she turned her head and said sharply: "I told you not to follow along, don't you understand, you dare to say a word and try!"

Zhang Shiquan laughed so hard that his teeth became sore, he stopped his feet immediately, this girl is a ruthless character, despite her weak writing, she can do anything, I don't know how many court ladies fell into her hands.

After walking two steps, she suddenly remembered something, turned around and turned her head. She waved to Zhang Shiquan and said, "Kuzi, come here."

Zhang Shiquan immediately followed after receiving the order, and said with a smile, "What do you want Miss Qing to do?"

She handed him the lacquer box in her hand, and said lightly: "Your Majesty, take pity on Empress Sun, and order me to send the bird's nest there, and you will go for me."

Zhang Shiquan immediately understood that Sun Niangniang was referring to Sun Zhaoyi. Since Sun Zhaoyi had a miscarriage, she lived alone in Shoukang Palace. If no one mentioned it, no one would remember this person.

After receiving the lacquer box, he was wondering why His Majesty would send the bird's nest to Sun Niangniang, and heard her say: "If the master can do what the master ordered, the father-in-law will reward you."

Zhang Shiquan patted his chest with the opportunity, and smiled: "Young lady said that, your majesty sent a girl on an errand, how can the slave overtake it, you just send the girl if you have something to do, as long as you think of my best."

Everyone in the palace has their own errands, and the most taboo is to pass by. Zhang Shiquan naturally knew what she meant, and while talking, he took the lacquer box and walked to the right door, saying: "Don't worry, girl, the slave will definitely handle the errands well, please take care of me." Bar."

Mu Qing smiled meaningfully, and said slowly: "Then there will be Mr. Lao."

As the sun set, a ray of afterglow shone on half of her face, half bright and half dark, and the smile on her face gradually faded, replaced by a dark and ruthless look.

She clapped her hands and looked at the clouds scattered in the sky, there was a shattered light in her eyes, and there were some things that people couldn't understand.

Walking back through the Longfu Gate, as soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw a little eunuch running over from a distance, panting and said: "Miss Qing, I have been looking for you for a long time, why did you come to the West Sixth Palace, Your Majesty has a stomachache, Go back and have a look."

Mu Qing was startled, then frowned and asked, "Have you asked the imperial physician?"

"Your Majesty doesn't want to say anything, but only sent servants to look for you." He said as he walked, "Your Majesty is probably afraid of Ruan's palm print, and if he comes to the Qing Palace, there will be another bloodbath."

She hurried back and said in a cold voice: "You must not make this matter public, otherwise you will have a good look at it."

"Slave saves, slave saves!"

Stepping into the main hall of Qianqing Palace, it is not a trivial matter to see several court ladies who are often serving are hanging in the center of the earth, and the emperor is critically ill.

"Where is Eunuch Cao?"

As soon as she asked the exit, she heard Sima Yu's voice from inside, with a slightly suppressed crying voice. She was startled, and hurriedly stepped up and opened the curtain to go in. She saw Sima Yu sleeping on the side of the bed with his hands on his stomach. Squeeze out a smile: "You are here..."

She didn't move her footsteps, but when she saw his face trying to bear with indifference, she asked in a deep voice, "Why doesn't Your Majesty let someone call you an imperial physician?"

"I asked my companion to go to Fengxian Hall. When the imperial doctor comes, he will definitely blame you for not being considerate in serving me. Then you will be scolded by the factory officials, and you will not be able to stay in Qianqing Palace."

So it was for her sake, I don't know what it feels like in my heart, she is not a good person, if he knew her face, he would wish to cut her into pieces.

Walking forward, kneeling on the edge of the pedals, she took out the embroidered handkerchief in her arms to wipe his sweat away, not looking into his eyes, she didn't deserve such pure eyes.

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and I'm just a servant girl. You shouldn't think so." After she finished speaking, she stood up and was going to ask for an imperial doctor. The horse-faced skirt was held in her hand, and she turned her head to see Sima Yuzheng sitting up.

"I said don't call me an imperial doctor if you don't allow me to call you an imperial doctor. Don't you understand?" He was angry, his face was full of anger, his brows were furrowed, probably because of real pain.

She and Sima Yu used to be playmates when they were in Qixiang Palace. She was six years older than him. At that time, he was not the crown prince. Concubine Shun asked her to serve him by his side. She wanted to follow him to climb up the ladder, but She was discovered halfway, so all previous efforts were wasted, and then she went around and came back here. She tried every means to get close to him and please him. She would give him whatever he wanted, but she had no sincerity.

Sima Yu has no real power, so what is the way out for a half-grown child, this palace is an empty frame, no matter how hard she climbs, it is empty, she doesn't want to waste it here.

Perhaps out of guilt, she didn't leave, she knelt down to be level with him, and asked, "Does Your Majesty like me?"

Sima Yu was stunned, then suddenly grinned and said, "I like Mu Qing, and Mu Qing still played hide-and-seek with me like when I was a child, climbing trees to dig out bird nests, okay?"

What can a child of seven or eight years like, what he is greedy for is only those days.Concubine Shun had been with him for only a few years, and most of them were caused by Mu Qing who accompanied him. In the final analysis, it was just the natural dependence of the people he brought out from the womb.

She stretched out her hand to massage the center of his brows, like scraping, and pulled out a slender red mark, which was very obvious on his fair face, looking like Erlang God.

This method was taught by her mother, who said that when she has a headache, she just needs to use the horn of the cow to scrape between the eyebrows to relieve some pain.When you feel nauseous and want to vomit, pinching the acupuncture point between the thumb and index finger can also be effective.She never believed it. No one in the young girl family believed in such things, but when she really had a headache, she would still shave herself, whether it hurt or not for a while.

"Does your majesty still have a headache?" She asked softly.

Feeling drowsy, Sima Yu shook his head slightly and said he was much better.Mu Qing raised the corner of her mouth lightly, maybe it was really useful.

This is Mu Shi's initial reaction. The medicine is not effective, just a little headache. As time goes on, this reaction will become more and more serious in the future, but it doesn't hurt like this. This is the first time, just send the primer. up.Ignorant and unconscious, when people finally can't bear it, they will be powerless and exhausted.

She is not a Buddha to cut his temples, and she cannot save the common people.

In Shoukang Palace, Sun Zhaoyi looked indifferently at the lacquer box on the case, and asked again: "Did Mu Qing ask you to send it?"

Zhang Shiquan squinted his eyes and said yes, even said good things about Mu Qing, Sun Zhaoyi nodded and said good, "You wait in the side hall, I will reward you later."

As he spoke, he carried the lacquer box into the inner hall, inside there was a glass bowl containing bird's nest, and in the interlayer of the lacquer box was a note.

She opened it to read, and there was a line of small characters on it, written extremely neatly: I want to see King Ning.

Oh, this girl is clever, at least smarter than her.After a long time, he took off the fire cover, lit the note, and instantly turned it into ashes.

Lifting the curtain and going out of the inner hall, seeing Zhang Shiquan standing on the threshold, she asked with a smile, "Where is Eunuch Zhang working now?"

Zhang Shiquan said: "Go back to your mother, the slave is a rough man, and he is still working as a miscellaneous envoy in the clothing bureau."

"My father-in-law is such a good talent, it's a bit overkill to be in the clothes bureau." Picking up the teacup on the desk, holding the lid of the cup and flicking it lightly, "Let's go on, there is still a lack of a steward in the salary department." Yes, you go to a man named Da Zi, and tell him that I ordered him to take good care of you."

Zhang Shiquan knelt down excitedly when he heard this, and he was so happy that he said from ear to ear: "Your Majesty is so kind and virtuous, the slave must never forget it. In the next life, I will be willing to be a cow, a horse, a tortoise and a king."

Sun Zhaoyi giggled after hearing this, covered her mouth with a veil and said with a smile: "Who cares what you do in the next life, just do a good job for the master. Okay, you go down, there is no need to publicize this matter, it is not good to spread it. "

"Yes yes yes, the slave will save it!" As he spoke, he backed out of Shoukang Palace.

Seeing people walking away, Sun Zhaoyi propped herself up and sat up, while Chun'er hurriedly stepped forward to help her, she tilted her head and said, "Tell Dazi to handle things quickly and don't show his feet."