Gong fight?Niang Niang, she dominated the cold palace by farming

Chapter 12 12 Disguised White Flowers
The lucky ones that rolled on the carpet were saved, and the porcelain and jade ornaments that hit the floor were all smashed to pieces.

The crisp crackling sound is very pleasant.

It's just that from the empress dowager down to the maids and eunuchs, all of them looked ashen and dumbfounded in an instant.

In an instant, the entire palace fell into deathly silence.

After a while, the Queen Mother Niu had a pale face, sat down slumped, covered her heart, raised her finger and pointed at Xu Ji, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

"I..." Xu Ji cried, "Did I get into trouble? Empress Dowager, I kneel down for you, please don't hit me again..."

As she spoke, she staggered forward, and the exquisite lintel agate bonsai on the Persian carpet was kicked away by her, and hit the chair Zhan Qingyun was sitting on, and the handle was broken into three pieces.

The corners of Zhan Qingyun's mouth twitched, he bent down to pick up the bonsai, and sighed twice, "It's a pity that this flower and fruit bonsai is gone."

Xu Ji covered his face with his sleeves, burst into tears with a "wow", took advantage of the situation and sat on the ground, sobbing and scolding himself for being a troublemaker.

The Empress Dowager Niu's heart ached terribly, and ordered the maid: "Drag this scourge for Aijia..."

"Ma'am," Zhan Qingyun put down the agate bonsai, stood up, and bowed to salute, "The Great General has a few words, I want my minister to ask Miss Xu in front of you, I wonder if it's the right time to ask? "

Before Queen Mother Niu could speak, she said again: "To tell the truth, this time I was mainly ordered to urge food, and visiting Miss Xu is just a matter of chance, and I have to leave the palace as soon as possible and rush back to the border."

Empress Dowager Niu has already learned that the border war between Dayan and Beihu lasted less than three years, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

In three years, there are too many things I can do.

There is no need to rush at all.

Therefore, she suppressed her heartache, shook her hands and picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly before uttering two words: "Ask."

Zhan Qingyun walked up to Xu Ji and reached out to her.

The original owner's little girl followed Song Qingzhai when she was seven years old, and she stopped joining the army until Song Qingzhai built his mansion.

Therefore, Song Qingzhai knew all these well-known generals.

In the past, Zhan Qingyun frequently persuaded Song Qingzhai to find a good family to foster Xu Ji for a long time, so that he would not be sent out in the event of a war, and then brought back after the war, and had to find someone to raise him again.

But Song Qingzhai has always refused.

Xu Ji knew that the original owner's temperament was unpleasant, and he had no friendship with Zhan Qingyun, so he never thought that she would help him.

The purpose of doing this today is to collect some interest. After all, it was the original owner who was injured by the Queen Mother Niu, but she was the one who hurt herself.

It is expected that with Zhan Qingyun here, the Queen Mother Niu will not do anything to herself, and she will just slip back to the cold palace afterward.

Empress Dowager Niu loves face, so she can't let people chase her all over the palace, well, even if they chase her, they can't catch up.

She showed some hesitation, but did not hand over Zhan Qingyun's hand, and whispered, "My hands are dirty."

Zhan Qingyun frowned, disliked her ink stains, and simply grabbed the clothes on her shoulders, trying to lift her up.

Xu Ji sat without moving, and expected that Zhan Qingyun was not as strong as himself, but as expected, the cloth on his shoulders was torn apart with a "chi la", revealing a piece of snow-white skin.

Zhan Qingyun frowned even tighter, raised his hand, took off his cloak and wrapped it around her, turned to look at the Queen Mother Niu, "Madam, we dare not say that Miss Xu wears gold and silver in the palace, at least the clothes of the four seasons are It is sturdy and durable, why is it only fit to wear such tattered clothes when entering the palace?"

Xu Ji frowned quietly, stood up silently, shrank his neck and hid behind Zhan Qingyun, looking timid and fearful.

(End of this chapter)