V2.Chapter 338 (1/2)
Speaking of this, the South crane naturally had to eat the dumb Baikui and knelt down, ”Lord, my maid and concubine dare not ask the princess how, just want the house to be peaceful for a while, and want you not to be criticized.”
”Well said the two sisters.” Two people are you a word I said a word, Pingji's sharp voice from the outside came in, people did not arrive, language first.
”Lord.” Pingji twisted her body and walked in. Her eyes first swept over Yan cenxuan's handsome cheek. Then she fell on Yan Beicheng's face and saluted him, ”Lord, do you know that not only are the two sisters, but also many of the maidservant concubines have been bullied and humiliated by the princess.”
Then she pinched her handkerchief and began to sob. ”I just said a few days ago, I just said a few more words with the princess, which made the princess unhappy. The princess insisted that the maid concubine was the following offence. She was very disrespectful to her and punished her board. A month ago, the concubine was also punished by the princess. Lord, you must be the master of your servant concubine and the people It's only by abolishing this poisonous woman. ”
Yan Beicheng some impatiently grabbed the broken hair on his forehead and scolded impatiently: ”all shut up. My head will hurt to death.”
Pingji see, full of tears in the eyes of a few turn, should be forced back by Shengsheng, dare not in the voice.
The South crane looks sideways at Xueji kneeling on the ground, pinches her palm, and kneels down beside her. Although she doesn't say a word, her attitude is very obvious.
Pingji see this, also busy hindsight's follow kneeling down.
Yan cenxuan is weak and prone to night sweats. At the moment, he looks like they are forcing Yan Beicheng to punish himself. His palms are sticky and greasy. ”Brother, the abolishment of the imperial concubine should be reported to his father. Don't be impulsive. Otherwise, when the father blames him, you will be in trouble.”
Xueji smell speech, busy way: ”if the emperor knows the reason, certainly won't blame the Lord.”
At the moment, Yan Beicheng, in his usual languid manner, has tightly twisted his eyebrows, tightly pursed his lips, and looked sad.