Lu Qing, who was favored again, naturally received a lot of looks.
As the most unwilling person, Jing Feng became increasingly hostile to Lu Qing.
Ji Qin has been excluded by her because she sides with Lu Qing.
Together with Xue'er and Tao Yu, she said mean words behind her back and discussed how to teach Lu Qing a lesson.
Lu Qing knew nothing.
Her life in Hemingyuan was very difficult.
The two Cheng Chong fell ill twice, and she wanted to avoid Yan Fuguang. She was extremely resistant to this matter in her heart, but she also knew that she had no right to say no.
I caught a cold after soaking in the hot springs, and it took me five days to recover.
The originally delicate figure was now even thinner, making her look pitiful just by looking at her.
Aunt Zhong had a good attitude towards her, and even asked the doctor to check her pulse in the past few days.
Lu Qing let out a breath and remembered the days when she was sick.
The life of a servant is low. If you are sick, you can only carry it. Whether you can carry it or not depends on your fate.
Where would you get the current treatment?
Thinking of this, Lu Qing couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, showing sarcasm.
Jing Feng's teeth itched with hatred, and she taunted without causing trouble: "Don't think that you can fly on a branch and become a phoenix. It's just a gadget of the prince. Anyone can be despised."
Lu Qing smiled and felt that what Jing Feng said made sense.
But it was not her turn to point fingers: "Sister, please worry about me."
Jing Feng saw the expression she wanted to see on her face, and was scolded by Yin and Yang, and couldn't help but jump.
"Who cares about you! I hate you..."
I wish you could die right now!
The last half of the sentence was forced to be endured.
But Lu Qing was able to ask calmly: "What do you want from me?"
Jing Feng couldn't describe her feelings. She only knew that Lu Qing was a very deep-minded person.
When she first came to Hemingyuan, she hardly said unnecessary words to anyone, but she never made mistakes when doing things.
Among the five people, Lu Qing was the one who was taught the least by Grandma Zhong.
She had no sense of existence until she entered the prince's bedroom that night on the snowy night. Although she still looked like someone who was easy to bully, she was already able to raise the spikes on her body to point at others.
Jing Feng looked at Lu Qing thoughtfully, but Yun Xun turned away and ignored him.
Tao Yu and Xue'er looked at each other and wondered why Jing Feng stopped making trouble. Wasn't it smooth when scolding Lu Qing behind her back?
When they were about to say something to pick up the conversation, Grandma Zhong came with a dark face.
"Who is so worried about forgetting the world?"
The tone was clearly angry.
Lu Qing frowned slightly. Wangchenyou is the name of a spice, and almost everyone in the Jin Palace has heard of it.
Without him, it was just because it was said that Yan Fuguang couldn't sleep without smelling this smell. Even if he went to rest in other concubines' rooms, he would still burn incense.
Then why is Grandma Zhong so angry?
Taoyu stood up a little at a loss: "Yes, it's a slave..."
Without warning, a slap came.
Not only Taoyu, but almost everyone present was confused.
Aunt Zhong angrily rebuked: "Only Fang Jinbao and I can do the work of burning incense for His Highness. If others dare to make their own decisions, don't blame me for being rude!"
I thought there was something wrong with the incense, but it turned out to be that I disliked servants like Tao Yu who stretched their hands too far.
Taoyu covered her face and knelt down, sobbing and admitting her mistake: "It's my fault, my fault. Please don't be angry..."
She just wanted to express herself more and let the prince see her as soon as possible, so she lit the incense. Who knew that Aunt Zhong would be so angry.
"Never touch what you shouldn't do." Aunt Zhong reiterated word by word, "Everyone performs his duties and does his job well. Put away all the small thoughts!"
Lu Qing kept these words in mind.
While serving Yan Fuguang at dinner, he took a subtle sniff with the tip of his nose and found that he did not have the sweet fragrance of Wangchenyou, but a cold plum fragrance.
Keep questions in your heart and don’t ask questions that shouldn’t be asked.
A spoonful of West Lake whitebait soup was put into Yan Fuguang's bowl, and he paused while eating.
Lu Qing noticed the change in just one breath.
After that, she avoided that dish and continued to serve it with an unsteady expression.
Yan Fuguang glanced at her calmly and continued to eat.
**
Lu Qing was hiding in Hemingyuan, but the news of her acceptance was still leaked out.
Pick the persimmons that are soft and pinch them.
King Jin had not set foot in the backyard for three months in a row, so the women had no choice but to vent their anger on Lu Qing.
Concubine Ji Mingzhu was wearing a dazzling pink gilded bird-dyed dress. She stood bright and proud at the entrance of Hemingyuan. If you look closely, you can see a little anger and disdain between her eyebrows.
The man came for her, Lu Qing knew.
Thinking that Jingfeng had just left Hemingyuan, she subconsciously looked at Jingfeng.
Jing Feng raised her chin and raised the corners of her lips, as if to say: You are just a maid, there are many people to deal with you!
No one can enter or leave Hemingyuan at will without Yan Fuguang's permission.
Ji Mingzhu had to abide by the rules no matter how angry she was. She didn't dare to offend Yan Fuguang.
But those aggressive eyes were still fixed on Lu Qing through the crowd.
Aunt Zhong stood up expressionlessly and said: "Concubine Ji, the prince is not here. If you have anything to do, you can wait until the prince comes back to tell you later, or your servant can tell it on your behalf."
Ji Mingzhu remained silent and pointed his slender index finger directly at Lu Qing.
"Is this the maid that the prince favored? She is so shabby! She is not as pretty as Yizhen and Yiman!"
Yizhen and Yiman are her dowry maids.
Everyone in the house didn't know that Concubine Ji admired King Jin and was jealous by nature. Even her own maid was worried about him and she beat him countless times behind his back.
Ji Mingzhu said that she hated maids who climbed on the bed.
But the maids who live in the same room and the maids who crawl on the bed are different in nature.
Lu Qing's expression did not change at all, she made up her mind not to speak.
If Ji Mingzhu just wants to vent, she will bear it. With Aunt Zhong here today, she will not be too embarrassed no matter how difficult it is.
"Come here! I want to see what's so special about you, this foxy girl!"
Ji Mingzhu persisted in making things difficult. She expected that Lu Qing, a maid, would not dare to resist the concubine, and her eyes were very proud.
Lu Qing sighed secretly and knelt down in front of Ji Mingzhu.
"My servant has met Concubine Ji." She bowed politely.
Ji Mingzhu narrowed her eyes and lifted Lu Qing's chin with one finger.
Immediately afterwards, he sneered with sarcasm and disdain: "A maid is a maid. Nothing can change the fact that you are humble. You will only be a maid for the rest of your life!"
Lu Qing lowered her eyelashes and clenched her hands tightly, her inner voice getting louder and louder.
Yes, she is a maid.
But Concubine Ji was wrong.
She won't be a maid all her life.
