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

Chapter 91
After crying for a day and a night, Lin Ximeng still resigned to her fate.

As night fell, she cried and confessed her will like a child who lost candy.

"Qingqing and Zijing are both good. Don't make things difficult for them, and don't let them go to other places. If you really can't, you can send them to Zhuangzi."

"Dagui is also good, let him work in the front yard."

"I don't do well in the backyard. I have a deep hatred with everyone. He won't end well if I leave."

"I still have 200 taels of private money under my bed, let Qingqing and the others share it."

"People in northern Xinjiang, you must keep your word"

After rambling for a long time, Lin Ximeng finally raised her head.

"It's no big deal, maybe it's a new place when I open my eyes."

Xie Chenyu was puzzled.

Lin Ximeng didn't bother to talk to her, and stretched out her hand with her neck stuck.

"Bring it, I'm not afraid of poisoned wine or white silk"

"Poison Bar, Bai Ling's death is ugly. This king has found a new poison, which makes people leave without knowing it in their dreams without the slightest pain."

He got up and took a pack of medicine powder from his close chest, poured it into the jug himself, and gave the jug of wine to Lin Ximeng.

"It's not early, you should rest early"

"Come here, send Lin Liangren back to the backyard"

Lin Ximeng bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and left with the poisoned wine.

Before going out, Xie Chenyu did not forget to confess.

"You don't need to tell anyone. The king will handle this matter well, and the queen mother doesn't have to worry about it."

Lin Ximeng had nothing to worry about and left without hesitation.

-

That night, Lin Ximeng went back 'happily' as usual, and when she entered the door, she asked the dining room to cook her favorite hot pot.

"Master, it's too late today, let's eat tomorrow," Qingqing advised.

It was close to Haishi at this time, and the dining room might have turned off the stove, and it took too long to cook it again, and I didn't know when it was in my mouth.

"No, I just want to eat today, right now"

The master's attitude is firm, and it's not good to be a servant, so Qingqing went to the dining room to explain one by one.

The fresh mutton is sliced ​​into thin slices, the beef is marinated with egg white, more vegetables are needed, more spicy oil is needed in the pot, and the sesame sauce is thicker...

The dining room already knew it well, and said with a smile, don't worry, they know the habits of the beloved and the young master.

When the hot pot was ready and in the house, it started snowing again outside.

Lin Ximeng followed Xie Chenyu's example, set up a pot by the window, put wine and meat on it, and ate slowly.

Qingqing wondered.

"Didn't you say that eating in the room tastes great? Didn't you eat it in the side hall before? The servant will move it for you?"

"No, I'm here tonight, I'm not going anywhere"

Qingqing wanted to say something, but was driven away by Lin Ximeng.

I was alone in the room.

The spicy and delicious hot pot is steaming, and the tender meat is glowing with oil.

After eating tender beef and tasting fresh bamboo shoots, tears flowed down my face.

“Such a delicious thing, I won’t be able to eat it soon”

"God, you have tortured me for two lifetimes, and I have died aggrievedly in both lifetimes. I don't know where the next time will be, or in other words, there will be no next time at all."

"It's because I have no ability, I can't roll well"

But she did try her best.

In the previous life, he was nine-nine-six-six every day, and the small communal animals were pitiful, reluctant to eat and wear, running around every day for rent and living, and did not live in his own house until his death.

In this life, I have become the daughter of a criminal minister, a concubine of a prince, and a lowly status. She can't do this or that, and she doesn't have a good golden finger, nor is she as smart as other time-traveling heroines.

"I'm just stupid, I just don't know how to become a princess and become a queen within two years, I can't do it"

With a cry of 'wow', I took a sip of my glass full of wine.

It's still the hot and mellow wine, maybe the poison has no taste.

After tasting it, Lin Ximeng sneered: "Okay, it's quite tasty, let's have another cup."

Filling another glass, Lin Ximeng smiled at the glass.

"Your master is going to be the prince's confidant, and going to secretly scroll, and he has no choice but to sacrifice me."

"Hopefully he gets what he wants"

"Do you think I'm a fool? In fact, I understand everything. I'm not as stupid as I appear on the surface. It's not easy for him these years. Let him win."

Drinking one cup after another.

Alcoholic and timid, Lin Ximeng boldly began to sing.

Andy Lau, Jacky Cheung, Eason Chan, old fresh meat and young fresh meat, lyrical rock, she started to swing like crazy.

The whole is trapped in its own world and cannot extricate itself.

Qingqing Bauhinia Dagui and the three of them lay on the window and stacked arhats. Dagui wiped the snowflakes from his face and shrunk his neck.

"Well, do you want to call the imperial doctor, the master may be crazy"

Qingqing knocked on his head.

"You're crazy, master is fine, she's just drunk"

"Is the master stimulated by something? She doesn't know how to drink?" Zijing asked the crux of the problem.

Qingqing shook her head: "I don't know, maybe it's because the mansion is too depressing recently?"

While talking, there was a 'plop' in the room, and Lin Ximeng fell to the ground.

The three people outside the window rushed in, helping the bedmaker to make the bed. After exhausting all their efforts, they finally put on the bed after washing and taking off their clothes.

Qingqing wiped her sweat.

"Come on, you all go, I will go to bed tonight"

Bauhinia Dagui packed up his things and left.

Qingqing turned off the lamp, lay down on the footboard and fell asleep, and the Zhuxiao courtyard finally returned to silence.

-

The next day, the sun rose as usual, and Lin Ximeng woke up as usual.

She got up and patted her cheek, pinched the flesh on her arm.

"Ouch it hurts!"

"Master, are you awake?" Qingqing walked in, holding a washbasin in her hand.

"Where is this? What dynasty is it now, who is the emperor? Who am I?" Lin Ximeng subconsciously asked.

After asking the exit, I found out that the person standing in front of me was Qingqing.

"Ah! Ghost! Come here!"

It's so weird that a person from the previous life actually transmigrated into his third life, help!
Qingqing looked at her like a fool.

"Master, are you sick? I'm Qingqing"

"It's the 22nd year of Hongzhi in the Dasheng Dynasty, the [-]th month of the twelfth lunar month, and the emperor is still lying in the palace seriously ill. His Highness went out in the morning. You are Lin Liangren of Prince Chu."

It took Lin Ximeng a quarter of an hour to accept the fact that she was not dead and still existed in the second life.

The poison didn't work?
This was the first thought in her mind.

His Highness has gone out, and he may not know that he is not dead.

"It's over, it's over, poison is useless, it's time to hang yourself next time."

Lin Ximeng's small face was sallow, her thin body was curled into a ball, and her whole body was full of resistance.

Qingqing laughed out loud.

"What are you talking about? You were drunk last night. Zijing made you sober tea. If you feel a headache, drink more later."

Lin Ximeng said nothing.

Qingqing continued to babble, Zhao Liangdi was in poor health and had a cold, Song Liangdi's housekeeping became more and more strict, many places were out of oil and people complained.

Lin Ximeng still didn't speak.

Qingqing made a gesture: "Don't you have a fever?"

"Do you know where your Highness is going?" Lin Ximeng suddenly raised her head and took Qingqing's hand away.

(End of this chapter)