The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 635

It looks pretty good.

Then the original owner got into the carriage and began to feel dizzy.

When it was time to leave the city, Huilan was talking softly with the original owner about Mrs. Jiang coming out to see her off.

And now the original owner has no energy, so he didn't respond to Eilan.

Elan thought it was the original owner who woke up too early and fell asleep, so she stopped calling the original owner.

The original owner looked at the swaying curtain and closed his eyes in a daze.

A sense of suffocation came, and Jiang Yuming stood up suddenly, gasping for breath.

Elan, who was watching the night outside, heard Jiang Yuming's movement and came in to support Jiang Yuming on the soft pillow: "What's wrong, master?"

Jiang Yuming shook his head: "Go and get me a cup of tea."

Elan responded and went out. Jiang Yuming leaned on the soft pillow and looked at the dark sky outside and exhaled.

The dreams of the past few days are so real that they seem to have gone around in another world.

Jiang Yuming put on some clothes and stood up. Elan came in with tea and handed it to Jiang Yuming respectfully.

Jiang Yuming sat aside and took a sip of tea: "Elan, do any of our servants have tattoos?"

Elan shook her head: "No, the slaves selected by the family to serve the master are those who have explained that they don't have tattoos and have no scars on their bodies."

Jiang Yuming nodded, sat on the soft couch beside him and sighed.

"Master, what's the point of asking that?" Elan asked.

Jiang Yuming shook his head: "It's okay, I just suddenly remembered that I saw a servant girl with a winter jasmine tattoo on her wrist before getting into the carriage. Seeing the vividness of the winter jasmine pattern, I want to get one too."

Elan smiled: "Master, I didn't go through that trouble, I heard that the tattoo hurts."

Jiang Yuming smiled: "I want it even if it looks good."

"Then tomorrow, a servant girl will find someone to come over for you to get a tattoo?" Elan bent over and asked.

Jiang Yuming coughed lightly: "No, I'll write a letter tomorrow and ask at home to see where the maid got the tattoo. I want the same one."

"It's okay." Elan smiled, "Master, do you want to go back to sleep?"

Jiang Yuming shook his head: "I can't sleep anymore, let's go for a walk."

Elan responded and took a thicker coat for Jiang Yuming and put it on.

Xiao Huazi was watching the night outside. Seeing Jiang Yuming was about to go out, Xiao Huazi tidied up his clothes without saying a word, and went out together.

It was about one or two o'clock at night, and most of the palace was asleep, except for the watchmen and patrolling guards.

Jiang Yuming walked slowly on the road, thinking about the original owner's childhood.

The memory of the original owner's childhood is now like her memory, and she knows it clearly.

Moreover, she found that the original owner was very similar to her, whether it was the tone of voice or some little-known little actions or temper.

The original owner was like another her.

No wonder the original owner's mother and family could not recognize her and the original owner.

Unless she said it herself, no one would know about it.

Jiang Yuming suddenly stopped walking.

Perhaps, the national teacher and the abbot know.

After all, what the abbot calculated that day was all about her childhood.

Since the abbot knows, then the national teacher must also know.

Jiang Yuming looked at the Tianji Pavilion in the northwest corner of the imperial garden and fell into thought.

Since the national teacher knew, would he have already told Meng Chengye?
Did Meng Chengye know about this?

(End of this chapter)