C134 (1/2)

They were both palace girls, but their lives would be different after ten years.

Ling Xin was still plotting against the young master, and this little Cyan Su Ya was still at her side.

When winter came, the days in the palace were relatively peaceful. Xuan Ye sat in the palace, looking at the papers presented by the military, and a grave expression appeared on his face. Last month, Prince Jin had reported that Prince Ping Nan's illness had worsened while he was being held captive by Prince Shang, and with his anger towards his son, depression and death, Xuan Ye had placed great importance on filial piety. His abusive son, who hated Shang's letter, had ordered the Qing army to encircle Shang's letter at all costs. Today, however, another paper from the Lama put him in a dilemma, claiming that Shang's letter had been sent down with the Lama, deeply regretting his actions. However, the Lama also made it clear that Wu Sangui had lost faith in Wu Sangui because of the high pay and the high orders sent down to the place where Shang's letter was taken. However, if his troops were still strong enough, they could concentrate their efforts on the useless battle between Wu Sangui and Wu Sangui.

This grain of sand still needed to be kept in his eyes. In order to get rid of his biggest enemy, Wu Sangui, the other grains of sand had also become unimportant. Xuan Ye picked up the brush and lightly wrote a note on the paper, calling down Shang's letter and allowing it to attack the Duke of Pingnan. Looking at the folded vermilion bird, Xuan Ye's eyes flashed with a profound light …

”Your majesty, use tea!” Ling Jiao'er gently placed the tea on the table.

Xuan Ye was still staring at the paper in front of him. He raised his hand to grab a teacup, but due to the wrong direction, the teacup had been overturned by Xuan Ye. The tea had spilled all over the table, and the teacup had tumbled to the ground with a crisp sound. Xuan Ye stood up, his sleeves already wet with tea.

”This servant deserves to die.” Ling Jiao'er hurriedly went up to wipe the table. Xuan Ye picked up the wet paper and sighed softly in his heart. 'I am holding back my tears to express my gratitude. For the sake of clearing the place, I have no choice but to keep the sand in my eyes.

At this time, the palace maids by her side also came up to clear away the fragments of the teacup. Ling Jiao'er was already scared stiff, and fear rose in her heart as she quickly knelt on the ground and said, ”It's all because this servant didn't place the tea bowl properly. This servant deserves to die, your majesty, please forgive me.”

Xuan Ye knew that he had accidentally knocked her down. He raised his head to look at the kneeling palace maid and softly said, ”Stand up, it's not your fault.” This time, Xuan Ye found her very familiar. He immediately remembered that it was her, Ling Xiu-er. Back then, when the empress dowager had asked him to choose his palace maid, he had chosen her. She was beautiful. A sexy girl. Later on, I heard that she was related to Aunt Cheng, so Aunt Ning reported her as a palace maid. ”It's you, ah. Did Aunt Ning send you back to wait on you again?”

”Your majesty, this servant and Aunt Cheng have nothing to do with each other. This servant really does wish to serve the emperor.” Ling Xiu-Er looked up and said sincerely.

Xuan Ye nodded. ”It's fine now. You may leave. Bring me another cup of tea as well.” Xuan Ye didn't have any ill feelings towards her. In the past, when she was by his side, he served him very well, but there were too many people in this palace that he couldn't remember. He was as beautiful as ever, a natural beauty. Human embryo.

Ling Xiu-er replied before stepping back, lightly patting her chest. She had heard her eldest mother say that Ama had gone to the south with the grandfather of Noble Li to fight, and she really hoped that Ama would be able to make a meritorious military service. She did not have much time left in the palace, and what good could she get if she married at her age, she could only hope to become a master in the palace. She would try her best to attract the emperor's attention, but if Ama could be promoted to an official, then she would have done it even more smoothly. Beautiful girl.

Of course, she discovered that if one didn't think about anything, one would be happier. Of course, the Emperor hadn't neglected her, and after a while, he would come to visit her and the child in his womb as well. Little Rongxian had grown used to the Emperor's presence, and he would argue every day to see the empress dowager, which made Rongzi feel that the child in the palace was really pitiful. She wanted to enjoy the love of the empress dowager, but that was completely out of the question. However, it couldn't help but cause others to think about it.

”Rong'er, I went to pay my respects to the empress dowager in the morning to see the crown prince. The crown prince is really smart and healthy. The empress's spirit in heaven will definitely be very gratified.” Because Rong'er had already been pregnant for more than seven months, the empress dowager granted peace of mind and didn't have to pay daily tribute to him.