Chapter 37 New Year’s Eve

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Ning Huayue was eager to find out what was wrong with Lu Qing before entering the palace, so that she would miss this opportunity to show her face.

However, things didn't work out as expected. That day when Luqing returned to Jinjiyuan, the prince seemed to blame her for neglecting Brother Lan. She had been out all day and neglected the poor little girl who needed her mother's company. Therefore, Luqing had to send Jiqin later. Explain to Ning Huayue.

"Please forgive me, Princess Wei. It's not that Concubine Wei doesn't want to come, it's just that the young master is making a lot of noise, and the concubine is afraid of making the prince angry again..."

Ning Huayue held it with her fingers, eyes blazing with fire.

"The concubine also said that the princess is tolerant and will definitely understand the difficulties faced by the concubine, so she specially sent a slave to ask for leave."

Ji Qin stood upright in the room, surrounded by people from Yihongyuan.

Lan Xin looked at Ji Qin, gritted her teeth, pointed at Sang and Huai and said: "Some people just can't see their identity clearly, and they don't even listen to the princess's orders. Have they forgotten who they want to live under?!"

Ji Qin smiled slightly: "I don't know who Miss Lan Xin is referring to, but when it comes to making a living, everyone is from the palace, so naturally everything is decided by the prince."

In their Jinxiyuan, no one dares to look down upon their mistress. Even if the princess no longer dislikes Jin Xiyuan, she still doesn't dare to treat her harshly openly, unless the princess really doesn't care about her reputation at all.

Lan Xin was so angry that she bared her teeth and claws. The vixen in Jinqiyuan had caused her daughter to be grounded, and now he was provoking everywhere. She couldn't bear it, regardless of Ning Huayue's increasingly ugly face: "We haven't stirred up any trouble yet, what a bastard below." Just pretend to be powerful, let’s see how long you can be proud of it!”

She spoke too much and seemed petty. Ning Huayue shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

Lan Xin glared at Ji Qin unwillingly and moved her eyes away angrily.

On New Year's Eve, Lan Xin, who was beside Ning Huayue, said that Lu Qing's nose was not a nose and her eyes were not eyes, and she looked at Lu Qing several times while avoiding everyone's sight.

Lu Qing looked back sideways and reminded Ning Huayue softly: "Princess, the maid next to you seems to have an eye disease. This disease must not be delayed. It is better to call the government doctor to take a look earlier."

Chen Qingzi was stunned, and then looked at Lan Xin. She looked at her for a few times and said seriously: "Concubine Wei is right. It's a minor matter for the maid to be sick, but it's a big deal for the maid to collide with the nobleman in the palace."

Ning Huayue turned around and glanced at Lan Xin. When she saw her hanging her head with a guilty conscience, she understood the secret. Ning Huayue scolded mercilessly: "You are an unlucky thing! Go back and don't go out and embarrass yourself!"

Once in the palace, she cannot act arbitrarily. She will never allow a maid to lose her face. If Lan Xin still looks like this when she enters the palace, what will others think of her, Princess Jin? Will they say that she is not virtuous enough, even the maids around her can boss around and glare at the concubines in the house?

Lan Xin looked pale and knelt down to admit her mistake. Ning Huayue was unmoved, so she had to go back to the house and replace her with another maid.

"What on earth is Concubine Ji doing? Why haven't you come out yet?" Ning Huayue suppressed her anger and asked the maid who had just been sent to Tao Shanyuan to urge her.

She had informed yesterday that the people accompanying her would gather at Yihongyuan this morning and everyone would go out together.

Now Ning Huayue had dressed herself up, Chen Qingzi and Lu Qing had also arrived, leaving only Ji Mingzhu missing.

The little maid was so frightened that she trembled and explained helplessly: "Concubine Ji seems to be still dressing up..."

Ji Mingzhu has a flamboyant temperament, so she naturally has to dress up carefully on the big day. In the past, it was just that, only she and Chen Qingzi were qualified to enter the palace, and no one was in charge. But this year, especially Ning Huayue, there was a princess. Her laziness and procrastination undoubtedly provoked Ning Huayue's majesty.

Lu Qing hugged the round and round Brother Lan, her arms were sore and weak. Ji Qin tried to hug her instead, but Lu Qing didn't let go. The little guy started to move, and started to cry with his flat mouth.

Lu Qing shook his head helplessly and had no choice but to pat him to comfort him.

After a long while, with Ning Huayue's gloomy expression, Ji Mingzhu arrived belatedly.

She was determined to make a splash today, no matter how cold and windy the weather was outside, she dressed lightly and brightly. The gorgeous and beautiful golden butterfly wears a flower cloud satin skirt and a cloak to keep out the cold. The skirt passes by as she walks, like layers of ripples on the lake.

"I've kept the princess waiting for a long time, let's go." Ji Mingzhu smiled brightly and didn't feel at all that it was a big mistake to keep others waiting for half an hour.

Ning Huayue was wearing a lavender dress, dignified and calm. He glanced at her gently and said in a cold tone: "It seems that I have to trouble Grandma Wang one more time and teach Concubine Ji what the rules are."

Ji Mingzhu said it right: "Teaching people the rules everywhere, is the princess a princess or a nun?"

Lu Qing was exhausted. She had waited so long for someone to come, but she still didn't leave. She still wanted to stay here and listen to their bickering.

Fortunately, Chen Qingzi was still sober. She glanced at the two people who refused to give in to each other and sighed: "I'm afraid the prince's place is ready. Do we still want the prince to wait for us?"

Ning Huayue snorted coldly, shook her sleeves and walked out for a few steps.

Ji Mingzhu rolled her eyes with disdain regardless of the image.

Chen Qingzi smiled helplessly, turned to Lu Qing and said softly: "Let's go."

When her eyes fell on the swaddling clothes in Lu Qing's arms, Chen Qingzi asked with concern: "Does the little master wear a lot of clothes? Wrap him up tightly so he doesn't catch a cold."

Lu Qing curled her lips and said with a smile: "It was wrapped tightly, and he was so warm that he almost fell asleep again."

"That's great..." Chen Qingzi sighed softly, the envy in her eyes flowed out, and she quickly took it back.

When they arrived at the gate of the palace, Yan Fuguang, Liang Fei, and Fang Jinbao were already waiting here.

Lu Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously glanced at Yan Fuguang's expression.

Okay, not pretty as expected.

Just as Ning Yuehua was about to explain why she came late, Ji Mingzhu walked forward slowly, smiled sweetly and said obediently: "It's my fault. The maid in my yard was slow and delayed a little time. I have already apologized to the princess." , Your Majesty won’t blame my concubine too, right?”

For the sake of beauty, she gave up her thick clothes and cloak. The cloak blew up in the wind, making her figure appear more delicate.

However, Yan Fuguang's patience ran out, and he didn't even look at Ji Mingzhu's elaborate dress. He pursed his thin lips straight, and the words he spat out were icy: "Since this servant can't use her, there's no need to keep her."

Ji Mingzhu's face turned pale and she smiled, her arrogance instantly extinguished.

Ning Huayue finally calmed down and said in a consultative tone: "Your Majesty, I and you will sit in the carriage in front..."

"No need, I'm riding a horse." Yan Fuguang interrupted lightly, skipping the others, and raised his hand to signal Lu Qing, "Take Brother Lan to the last one."

Lu Qing didn't look at the others, and walked obediently to the third carriage with her child in her arms.

As soon as she got close to the carriage stool, Lu Qing stepped on it, and a pair of strong hands stretched out from behind to help her steadily onto the carriage.

She thought it was Ji Qin, and turned around to see a strange smiling face looking up at her: "Concubine, this servant is the maid sent by the prince to accompany you and the young master into the palace. My name is Wushuang."

Lu Qing later learned that Wu Shuang was good at martial arts and could identify most poisons.