Cen Xijin was taken to Yonghe Temple by Sui Zi.
She was quite familiar with this Lama Temple. After all, she had been injured here, hadn't she? However, it was Cen Xijin's first time to visit Yiyuan Hall, the main palace where the Empress lived.
"Sister Shaozi, can I not go? Siyuansi needs me - I still have so many persimmons to confiscate!" Cen Xijin lingered all the way, twirling the corner of his clothes and chattering. When the time comes, he still holds the red paint pillar and refuses to enter the threshold of Yiyuan Hall.
Nonsense, the wind is rustling and the water is cold. Who knows what the ending will be like for Cen Zhuangshi!
Maybe Gegeda will be able to write the finale soon...
Sha Zi glared at her fiercely and sneered: "Okay, if you don't go, I will make it impossible for you to go again!"
Never go again? !
Cen Xijin's heart trembled. Could she mean that she wanted to destroy her own legs? Perhaps, even more so.
So she quickly let go of her hand and said with a cheerful smile: "Sister, don't hold me back. Isn't it okay for me to go? Isn't it just to pay a visit to the Queen? For someone as kind and kind as the Queen, on weekdays, that's not enough. But I can’t see what I want to see! I just got angry for a moment, so don’t worry about it, sister.”
Sha Zi: "..." What a clever talker!
After straightening his clothes, Cen Xijin had to pretend to be honest and honest again. He put his hands neatly into his sleeves, pursed his lips slightly, and lowered his head to his neck. He didn't even look around, just stared. Follow Shao Zi without squinting and holding your breath.
Many of the maids in Yiyuan Palace were curiously looking at the little maid who was following behind Shua Zi. Cen Xijin silently muttered "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven" in his mind as he passed by with his head lowered. Fortunately, he didn't see anyone. I only saw many pairs of light pink shoes.
The queen rested in the warmest Nuanchun Pavilion in Yiyuan Hall.
As soon as he entered, Cen Xijin felt the heat coming from the room. The finest silver frost charcoal was crackling in the room. There was no smell of charcoal fire, but it was still as warm as spring. If there is a floral fragrance, it will be more like flowers blooming in March in spring. Unfortunately, the room is filled with a strong medicinal smell.
No floral scent.
There are silk curtains with red and dark flowers hanging in the house, which look elegant and magnificent.
Yan Hong was quietly waiting on the right side of Feng's couch. At this moment, she was holding a small pair of scissors and neatly cutting off the burnt wax rod in the candlestick. The west window has a candle cut, showing a delicate and beautiful woman, which is also a pleasing picture of beauty.
Shao Zi's eyes were slightly stern, and then she followed the standard rules and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have brought Siyuan Si's little palace maid."
The queen leaned heavily on the couch and rested. After hearing this, she opened her eyes.
Her face was flushed by the charcoal fire in the room, and she looked more energetic than usual.
"Let her come closer and speak." The queen's voice was cold and indifferent, without the same momentum as before.
At this time, Yan Hong saw Cen Xijin who was following suit, and she hurriedly whispered: "Empress, didn't you point this little palace maid to His Highness the Crown Prince's palace?"
Cen Xijin was so frightened that his heart trembled.
When Shao Zi heard this, she frowned slightly, and then returned to her original attitude after a while.
When she heard the words "His Royal Highness," the queen straightened up and looked at Cen Xijin, who was almost shrinking into a ball.
Oh, she is really that girl who looks clumsy but is well-behaved and knowledgeable.
Thinking of the scene in the flower gardening pavilion that day, the queen couldn't help but smile and sighed: "Yes, her name was given by me."
Cen Xijin quickly knelt down on the ground obediently, then greeted with a naive smile: "Empress Jin An!"
Then, Mr. Cen once again despised himself in his heart: Tsk, tsk, tsk, this person's servility is really easy to develop.
The queen was in a good mood, so Sha Zi was afraid that the queen didn't know, so she replied hurriedly: "Your Majesty, she is now Siyuansi's maid, and it was she who discovered the relationship between His Majesty and Lu Ting. matter."
The matter between His Majesty and Lu Ting...is there any palace maid who talks like this? !
The queen's eyes instantly turned gloomy.
Cen Xijin was so busy that he didn't dare to show up and lowered his head. He thought to himself, is this girl still the queen's personal maid? How come her words and deeds are so inappropriate? She seems to want to make the queen angry to death.
"You all go down, I want to talk to her." The queen couldn't help but rub her temples a few times before sighing.
What? ! Alone with the queen? !
Cen Xijin couldn't help feeling frightened, but he quickly began to think about what to say later to save himself.
Shan Zi glared at Cen Xijin, but Cen Xijin was already in a trance at this time and didn't see the slightest hint of Shan Zi's eyes. Yan Hong glanced at Yan Zi quietly, and then the two of them walked away side by side with cute smiles.
Seeing Yan Zi and Yan Hong walking away, the Queen smiled lightly and said, "Girl, don't be afraid, and don't kneel on the ground all the time. Sit down and talk to me."
Noticing that the empress who is the mother of the world actually calls herself "I" instead of "my palace" or "lonely", Cen Xijin sat on the embroidered pier next to the queen's soft couch with a low-brow look on her face. !
The queen's face was calm and gentle: "How old are you?"
Cen Xijin didn't expect that the queen would say this in her opening remarks. After thinking for a moment, she said: "This slave is nine years old."
"Nine years old...that's great." The queen narrowed her eyes and smiled.
Cen Xijin was silent.
"Where is your hometown? Do you still remember it?" the queen asked. It wasn't that she saw through Cen Xijin's identity as a time-traveling girl. It was just because most of the maids in the palace were sold into the palace at a young age. They could just walk around. The mountains and rivers are far away, and there are not many literate girls. There are really very few who can remember where their hometown is. Naturally, this does not include second generations like Wang Xiang.
Cen Xijin was so nervous that she was sweating profusely. Of course, it might be because it was too hot in Nuanchun Pavilion. She said: "My slave, I am from Taiping Village, Dongxiang County, Kuizhou Prefecture." Thank you Xiaoluzi, thank you Xiaoluzi, thank you Xiaoluzi! Say important things three times.
If Xiaoluzi hadn't recognized her as a fellow villager and made friends with her, how could she have gotten the information out of him?
The queen was a little surprised. However, I heard Liu Ying say before that this girl has always been smart and precocious, so it shouldn't be difficult to remember her hometown.
"You are a smart boy," the queen nodded slightly, "so, I want to hear what you have to say about Your Majesty's matter."
The test has arrived! The test has arrived!
At this time, I don’t know what happened, but Cen Xijin slipped out of his mouth without any reason: "There is no one who is not romantic when he is an emperor!"
After saying this, Cen Xijin's tongue seemed to be knotted. It's over. What did she say?
The queen was stunned.
