Outside the door is Wang Xiang.
The moonlight was very good this night, illuminating the entire palace.
Standing in the clear moonlight, facing the usually inconspicuous Hongyao, Wang Xiang's snow-white face turned pink. She stammered: "Hong, Hongyao, I can live with you tonight." ?"
Wang Xiang lived in Dongliu Pavilion. In order to take care of her, he only had four little maids living there. Two of them were lost during the day, and only one Cornus officinalis was left, which happened to be against Wang Xiang. In the end, He also ran to the Xiliu Pavilion across the street to find the little palace maid who was usually naughty and fell asleep.
It's strange to say that she used to be very annoyed by these little palace maids in the same room. They were not from a high family background, and they liked to chatter about other people's faults. They also always liked to form cliques and walk together, which made her both inside and outside. Going in and out is alone.
But now that the person was gone, she felt a little sad.
More or less lonely.
It's very windy outside.
After all, Cen Xijin couldn't bear to let her stand outside the door.
No matter how arrogant Wang Xiang is, she is still a seven or eight-year-old girl.
Cen Xijin is an adult at heart and a teacher, so why would he care about a child?
"It's cold outside, come in quickly." Cen Xijin smiled and pulled Wang Xiang into the house.
But Wang Xiang was a little stunned.
She just knocked on all the doors, but no one wanted to live with her.
The Xisi Pavilion is the last one and the one with the least hope.
Because of Chi Luo Cai Ren's rise to power, she was inexplicably angry at Primrose Red Yao during the day.
Wang Xiang almost gave up hope. She thought to herself, just be cold if it's cold, just be afraid if you're afraid. In the worst case, she'll cover her head and get into bed. Anyway, she lived such a lonely life in Dongliu Pavilion.
Unexpectedly, someone would smile and hold her hand.
It turns out that other people's hands can be so warm.
Seeing Wang Xiang coming, Taohua curled her lips subconsciously, but thinking of what happened during the day, she didn't say anything sarcastic.
Yingcao was a kind-hearted little girl, and she didn't take the harsh words Wang Xiang said to heart.
As a result, Wang Xiang blushed with embarrassment. She clenched her clothes tightly. Why did she suddenly feel so stingy and bad...
So, four little girls of similar age lay together like this.
It was a bit awkward to wrap three people in one quilt. Now that there was one more person, Cen Xijin simply pulled another quilt to cover herself and Wang Xiang tightly - Taohua didn't like Wang Xiang a little, but Yingcao was a little afraid of her. , Cen Xijin let Wang Xiang lie next to him.
Taohua doesn't like Wang Xiang, but that doesn't mean she isn't curious about this person.
The room was dark and exuded an old musty smell, but it still couldn't stop Taohua's curiosity.
She asked: "Um, Wang Xiang, is your father really the Minister of Personnel?"
Wang Xiang snorted lightly as an answer.
"What does the Minister of Civil Affairs look like? Does he look like the officials on the stage?" Except for the chief security officer and the chief grain officer, Taohua has never seen any officials in her life. The deepest impression she has is only a grandma in her hometown. When the elders left, a grass stage opera troupe, all dressed up in colorful clothes, with countless kilograms of powder on their faces, sang on the stage all night long.
Later, my mother told me that what was being sung on the stage was the story of a high-ranking official. Taohua only vaguely remembered that there was a black-faced man on top, a poor woman, and a richly-dressed official - I heard that the official Son, called Prince Consort.
"...Actually, I rarely see him." Wang Xiang couldn't help but sigh. As a concubine, she could only see her father two or three times a year. Now that she had entered the palace, she could hardly remember what he looked like.
She suddenly remembered that when she was four or five years old, her aunt was not as cold to her as she is now. At that time, her aunt would leave all the good food and clothing to her. But since her aunt gave birth to her son, she no longer cares about her, and her father , for her, it is even more out of reach.
Taohua rested her head on her hands and licked her chapped lips, her eyes filled with envy: "That's really good. It's not like my father, who beats me every now and then and calls me a loser who doesn't care about food. I was asked to choose the little palace maid just to save one person's food money... At least you don't have to do anything when you are born and you can wear gold and silver, I want that too."
"We don't wear gold and silver for ourselves." Wang Xiang's eyes filled with mist.
If she could, she didn't want to enter the palace, be a little palace maid, let alone be His Highness the Crown Prince's concubine. She just wanted to be with her parents every day, and would not call her biological father "Master" or her biological mother "Auntie" "She doesn't seek wealth or fame, she just wants her family to be together happily - this is her greatest expectation in life.
Taohua and Wang Xiang were chatting enthusiastically here, but Yingcao was too tired to talk over there, and Cen Xijin had nothing to say.
She had no memory of getting the red pill.
All the information she knows so far is based on her observation of words and expressions.
Therefore, she cannot participate casually in this kind of topic. If he let it slip, it would be a serious sin.
But...she also missed home, her home in the 21st century on earth, and her mother.
But she can't go back.
Cen Xijin suddenly remembered that a long time ago, on such a quiet and peaceful night, her mother read a word to her in a gentle tone. She clearly remembered that it was Su Dongpo's "Water Melody Song Tou".
When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
Yes, I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky?
However, Cen Xijin, who lightly closed her eyelids, did not expect that tomorrow, there would be a huge disaster waiting for her with a smile.
After a night of running-in, the little maids in Xisi Pavilion were obviously much more united than usual.
The same situation has occurred a lot.
This made Liu Fu very happy.
It’s just that Dongliu Pavilion is completely empty. As everyone expected, Zhuyu moved to Xiliu Pavilion, but Wang Xiang's move to Xisi Pavilion was unexpected by everyone.
And it seems that Wang Xiang has a good relationship with the three maids from the West Fourth Pavilion...
Everything seemed peaceful.
However, just as Cen Xijin was pruning flowers in the camphor courtyard, someone came from outside.
The visitor is a eunuch.
This was the first time Cen Xijin saw a eunuch.
Then she stopped and looked at him quietly.
This is a middle-aged eunuch in his early thirties. His face is very white, as if he has been powdered. His voice is very thin, but it is not as sweet as the woman's sweet cry.
And, indeed, there is no beard.
"Eunuch Tao?"
Liu Fu frowned, but still followed the rules and stepped forward.
"It seems that Manager Liu's affairs have been reduced a lot." Eunuch Tao smiled with a profound meaning.
Anyway, when Cen Xijin looked at that smile from a distance, he felt goosebumps all over his body.
But she didn't expect that she was the reason for Eunuch Tao's visit.
