What favor are you fighting for?The empress's harem has won a lot of business

Chapter 2 Murder

Didn't sleep well all night.

The next day, as soon as Lin Ximeng woke up, Qingqing brought the leather goods in.

"Master, breakfast is ready, let's pack it up and go?"

Lin Ximeng was so scared that she didn't even get out of bed.

As a secret worker who has not completed the task and is still slowing down, who would not be persuaded to meet his real master?

Lin Ximeng had two dark circles under her eyes.

"I'm not feeling well today, can I go again tomorrow?"

"no"

No one knows where the confidence comes from, Qingqing always speaks with a firmness that cannot be questioned.

Forget it, there is no escape anyway.

Lin Ximeng got up slowly, ate a breakfast like pig food, and took Qingqing out with her pace as if she was dying.

The prince's mansion is still rich and powerful, there are luxurious carriages when going out, and there is freedom to enter and leave the palace.

Lin Ximeng rode a carriage all the way to the palace, and was shocked when she got off the carriage.

The imperial palace is the imperial palace, luxurious enough, grand enough, so it looks much better than the Prince's Mansion.

Qingqing was more calm, and greeted the maids and eunuchs with a smile, and stuffed them with small purses.

Lin Ximeng bit the bullet and compared gourds to draw ladles, bypassed the palace road with nine twists and eighteen bends, and finally came to Jiaofang Palace.

Standing at the gate of the palace, Lin Ximeng was again shocked by the huge and magnificent palace.

Sure enough, it was the feudal ruling class, and this house was so luxurious that it made people salivate.

Someday she will be content with a place half the size of this.

The maids in the queen's palace went in to announce that they would be invited in soon.

Lin Ximeng brought Qingqing into the door, knelt on the ground holding the tray, and honestly explained her intentions.

The queen laughed, asked someone to take the tray, flipped through it casually, and took it down.

"Lao Liu is good at riding and shooting. What kind of skin is he who always thinks of Ben Gong? It's really embarrassing for him."

"His Royal Highness said that honoring the empress is the honor of the sons and ministers, and the queen mother must not be disliked." Lin Ximeng followed the words word by word, and promised not to miss a word.

The queen laughed again, babbling that it was rare for this child to be sensible enough to dote on him so much.

Lin Ximeng didn't dare to raise her head, but judging from her voice, the queen should be quite fat.

I also thought that the queen is almost fifty, and it is normal to be fat, but the blood pressure and blood lipids may not be very good.

If you don't take good care of it, you may die at any time.

Thinking wildly, the queen suddenly dismissed all the palace people and asked Lin Ximeng to follow her to the apse.

Lin Ximeng's heart trembled violently, she got up trembling, and shrank behind the queen like a little chick, not daring to raise her head from the beginning to the end.

In the luxurious inner hall, the queen sat on the soft couch solemnly, squinting her eyes at Lin Ximeng.

"I heard that you were sick half a month ago and moved to another place. Is this recovery?"

"Yes, my concubine has recovered from her illness, thanks to my mother Hong Fu."

The queen froze for a moment, then recovered and smiled.

"Sure enough, you are a lucky one. Now that you are back, what else do you want to say to Ben Gong?"

Lin Ximeng was so nervous that she was sweating profusely and bit her bullet.

"I have nothing to say, my lady, do you have any other orders?"

In fact, she was praying desperately that she would not be found out as an impostor.

I don't know how the original owner worked for the queen, she can't pretend!
Sure enough, the queen's face darkened, she drank her tea leisurely, and didn't speak for a long time.

Lin Ximeng knelt obediently in that obedient state.

His heart was ruthlessly held in the air, torn and ravaged.

The queen was silent for about a century, and finally put down the teacup and spoke.

"There is nothing else to order, you go back and take good care of it"

"You are the bedside person that I personally chose for the sixth son. I will take good care of you when I go back. I will be happy with you in the future." The tone was meaningful.

"Thank you Queen"

Lin Ximeng breathed a sigh of relief as if she had cleared the dungeon.

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Returning to the mansion as if fleeing from famine, Qingqing suddenly came in and said that the sixth prince asked her to serve him before her buttocks were warm.

"puff!"

Lin Ximeng spread her hands as a mouthful of old tea was sprayed out.

"Didn't I get thrown into the cold courtyard and fall out of favor? Why are you suddenly so busy like a grandson?"

Qingqing smiled.

"Who can guess the mind of the master, it must be a good thing for you to serve? Others can't wait for it."

"Forehead……"

Lin Ximeng had no choice but to dress up and go out.

In fact, it was the same as yesterday.

It's still the study room, the piles of poetry and music scores, and the eclectic picture albums.

Lin Ximeng couldn't help but wonder, looking at such a pious and dog-like person, she actually likes such a coquettish woman with big breasts and buttocks.

She thought that no matter what, it had to be a lady's style, or a Xiaojiabiyu style.

It was still like this for the next few days, like an infinite loop in a movie.

She knew that the women in the backyard were jealous of her, and she also knew that several beauties had already started plotting against her.

But so what, at least for now, she has been able to eat normal meals instead of pig food.

That night, Lin Ximeng walked back alone.

When passing a rockery near Wutongxuan, a black shadow suddenly flashed by.

She only felt that her eyes went dark, and there was an extra rope around her neck.

"Miss Lin, don't call me"

"Someone wants your life, so you don't have to suffer too much if you go on the road obediently. If you dare to struggle, the old servant will not promise to give you the whole body."

It can be heard that it is a eunuch about 40 years old, and the male duck's voice is like rolling sand.

A hemp rope as thick as a child's arm was wrapped around his neck like a snake, and Lin Ximeng felt that his chest was constricted as if a boulder was crushing it.

The instinct to survive made her struggle violently, like a shrimp in boiling water, her body kept straightening, bending, and arching.

The nails pinched fiercely on those withered hands, and both feet kept kicking back hard.

"save……"

"Life!!"

It's about death.

Lin Ximeng felt that the blood vessels in her brain were about to explode, and when her eyes turned black, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.

Like a hero stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, he defeated the gangster and saved her.

"So handsome..."

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When I woke up the next day, it was still the dilapidated Wutong Pavilion, and it was still Qingqing who depended on each other for life.

"Master, you finally woke up, come and drink the medicine?"

The servant girl came forward with a surprised face, holding a medicine bowl.

Lin Ximeng stared at her blankly.

"Who saved me last night?"

Qingqing answered truthfully: "It's the master."

"Why did he save me?"

Someone else's eyeliner, of course, is looking forward to her death?
"Master, what are you talking about?"

Qingqing wiped the corners of her eyes: "Even if you don't want to spoil you, you are still the master's man. If you happen to pass by when you are out, you will naturally help me."

"Where's the old eunuch?"

"I have already been tied up by the master and interrogated severely. I will definitely give us justice. Just take good care of your body..."

Qingqing laughed through tears.

Lin Ximeng was even more puzzled.

Even if he is a dandy who likes beautiful women, he can't stand up for an eyeliner, right?

He touched his face, then looked down at his chest.

Besides, he wasn't the one he liked either.

(End of this chapter)