Butterfly Dream of Longevity Tribulation

Recently, her memory seems to be getting worse and worse, even why she is in this cold dust palace, she is a little fuzzy, as if it has something to do with Cangxuan.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, like a dream came to his senses, and he still walked out barefoot.

Just stepped out of the inner room, and saw his pair of lavender embroidered shoes lying quietly beside the bench, slightly shaking his head, feeling a little surprised.

Before she could think about it, two young women walked in slowly outside the hall.

Seeing her, they all bent down and bowed their heads respectfully, "I have seen Miss Meng!"

Hearing the voice of one of them was somewhat familiar, she couldn't help but follow the sound to look at the person coming.

"Yin'er? Long time no see." Si Meng smiled and looked at the maid in green shirt on the left, her pretty face was rosy, and there was a slight strangeness in her apricot eyes. It seemed that she was a little surprised by Si Meng's warm greeting in front of her. uneasy.

After all, when she went to invite Simeng to the appointment at the order of the Lord, Simeng had teased and teased her.

However, she has been the lord's personal servant for 500 years, her status is very different from that of ordinary maids, and she needs to be more open-minded.

Furthermore, the Meng girl in front of her is about to become the mistress of the Yunshui Palace, so she has no reason not to flatter her.

Therefore, when Si Meng smiled and said hello to her, she had already walked forward in two steps in three steps, turned sideways and bowed again, and said: "Thanks to Miss Meng, Yin'er has always been well!"

As if dreaming of her like this, she couldn't help covering her sleeves and smiling, and took her wrist familiarly, and said: "Why are you so polite? Don't just salute at every turn. Your lord likes to satisfy his vanity like this. Girl, I can I don’t have such a hobby. From now on, just call me Menger. By the way, where is Cang Xuan?”

Her straightforwardness made Yin'er happy. Even if she became a master with such a temperament, she would be easy to get along with.

But she directly called the Lord's name like this, but she secretly sweated for her. After all, this is Yunshui Palace, and the real owner of Yunshui Palace is only the Lord.

The maid in brocade clothes probably also felt that the girl in red in front of her spoke too rough, her face was slightly embarrassed, she covered her sleeves, coughed lightly, and winked at Yin'er.

Yin'er smiled knowingly, and quickly supported Si Meng to sit on the soft couch. The maid in brocade clothes had already put the embroidered shoes on for her, and she heard Yin'er ask softly, "Miss, do you want some hangover soup?"

Simeng tilted her head, raised her eyebrows and said: "Okay, what are you drinking sober soup for?"

Yin'er just pretended that she was still hungover, so she gently raised her sleeves, and two maids in brocade clothes came in outside the hall, each carrying a tray.

In one of the red jade trays, there is a cup of ice-cold Yang Zhilu, and in the other tray is a cup of clear water.

Yin'er first took the clear water, handed it to Simeng, and said, "Please, girl!"

Simeng was already dizzy and dizzy, and suddenly a group of maids were serving her, and she happened to feel her mouth was dry, which made her a little breathless, so she took the water from Yin'er, raised her head and drank it.

But when he put down the pottery cup, he could hear a slight exclamation from the maids beside him.

Therefore, the subordinates were slightly stagnant, thinking to themselves, could it be that the movement of drinking water by oneself was too loud, making him look very uneducated?Let these maids see the joke?

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly feel that this Yunshui Palace is really not a place for one to stay alone. It seems that compared with the palace in the world, the rules and etiquette are more complicated.

Thinking that her complexion was a little gloomy, just as she was about to invite all this work out, she saw Yin'er handing over another cup of Yang Zhilu, "Girl, this is the hangover soup. Just now that...that..."

Yin'er was always articulate, but today she stuttered in front of her.

Simeng interrupted her angrily, "Then what? I told you earlier, I didn't drink."

"Girl, don't be upset! The clear water just now is for the girl to rinse her mouth, and this Yangzhi Xianlu is the hangover soup that the lord personally ordered the cook to prepare for the girl. The lord said that today is not the same as before. I'm afraid that when it's time to salute, the girl's body will not be able to bear it." Seeing that she seemed a little impatient, Yin'er quickly told Cang Xuan's instructions one by one.

Hearing this, Simeng's expression froze, and he looked at Yin'er in puzzlement, "Sishi to salute? What kind of salute to do?"

As soon as her words fell, the maids beside her were startled again. Even the still calm Yin'er opened her almond eyes, and the hand holding Yangzhi Xianlu shook, and the cold and fragrant Xianlu sprinkled like a dream. all over.

Or the fairy dew is too cold, when it touches the dreamlike skin, it makes her feel a sudden chill, and she wakes up completely.

Yin'er said to salute at Sishi, as if Cangxuan had told her last night that Sishi is a rare auspicious time in a hundred years, and he wanted to...

No, impossible.

How could she answer him?It must be wishful thinking on his part.

Her complexion was slightly pale, her eyes were dull, and she was speechless for a while.

Seeing that her breasts were mostly wet, Yin'er hurried forward, trying to help her take a bath in the pool in the side room, but she pushed her away with a flick of her sleeve.

Everyone thought that Yin'er's action had offended Simeng, and they were all startled in shock, not daring to say anything.

Simeng got up and took a few steps back one after another, widening the distance between them. The rest of the maids were water demons with little practice. Seeing her serving the future empress for the first time, they offended her and frightened her one by one. His face turned blue, he shrank and knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged, "Miss Meng, calm down! Calm down! Sister Yin'er didn't do it on purpose, please forgive her this time!"

Seeing that everyone was pleading for her, Yin'er's eyes were also red, and she knelt down on the ground with a "putong", crying: "Miss, please forgive me! Yin'er is stupid and offended the girl. Please see that Yin'er committed the first crime, please forgive me." This time, Guo Yin'er must not let the Lord..."

It seemed that there was no way to retreat from the dream, and he barely stood still against the doorpost of the main hall, frowning and looking at the kneeling maids in the hall, feeling melancholy and uneasy.

Seeing that she was silent, everyone cried out along with Yin'er.

Originally thought, today is the joy of the Lord's wedding, and it is the greatest honor of their Shui Clan to be selected by the Lord to serve the future Empress.

But it took less than a quarter of an hour to enter the palace, and the empress was already displeased, not to mention winning glory for the Shui Clan, I am afraid that the entire Shui Clan will be imprisoned and convicted by the four of them.

Simeng was already upset, and their crying made her dizzy even more.

She just felt that the figures in front of her eyes were dazzled, and the heavy incense made her drowsy.

At three o'clock in the morning, there is a side room in the Hanchen Hall.

Cang Xuan was dressed in a robe with silver and white cloud patterns, with a few lifelike purple jade butterflies embroidered on the sleeves of the clothes.

The silky red hair was bundled high in the purple gold crown, the handsome face was full of joy, the thin lips were slightly raised, and the phoenix eyes turned to the green shirt maid in front of her, saying: " I don't need to serve here anymore, the auspicious time is coming, you go to the main hall to see how Miss Meng is preparing."

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