Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 833 Missy and Concubine Ye (5)
Money, status, power, who doesn't yearn for being rich, rich in money, high in status, and great in power, has the right to speak. If the queen mother is not the queen mother, she doesn't have such a high status and status, and the concubines in the harem will welcome and care about her ?Everything goes her way?Could it be her turn to enjoy the rare thorn fruit that year?

One day, I will also become the empress dowager of the master, enjoy the glory and wealth, and be worshiped by thousands of people.

Concubine Ye's sedan chair gradually drifted away, and was about to turn around soon. Murong Yu smiled slightly, flicked her fingers, and an unknown object flew out quickly, hitting the bearing of Concubine Ye Gui's sedan chair heavily, and the bearing was cracked , unable to bear the weight on it, it broke instantly, before Concubine Ye Gui had no time to react, she was exposed suddenly, and fell heavily to the ground...

"The imperial concubine..." In an instant, the maids and mothers were in a mess.

Murong Yu raised the corners of his mouth, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his cold eyes. The sedan chair was gorgeous, and looked beautiful on the surface, but it was actually not strong, and could be exposed at any time, just like this cage-like palace. Looking at the scenery, there is bitterness in it, only I know.

I still don't want to sit in that flimsy sedan chair, if I fall down and die, it will be too late to regret.

"Princess, here are fifteen baskets of thorn fruits!" The queen mother was going to send someone to send the thorn fruits to Chuxuan Palace, since Murong Yu came, let her take them back.

Murong Yu looked sideways, and there were fifteen baskets full of thorns lined up on the ground: "Thank you for your hard work, Qin'er..."

When calling for the servant girl, Murong Yu raised his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure standing among the maids, he was slightly taken aback, she was here too!
That woman was wearing a dark red court lady's attire, and her simple hair was tied up with two light-colored ribbons. It was no different from other court ladies' attires, but her pretty face and calm demeanor were very conspicuous. Murong Yu looked sideways at her. When he saw her at a glance.

She is none other than the one who dropped lychees in Xiangguo Temple four years ago and regarded Murong Yu as a ghost.

A few months ago, Murong Yu also met her, but she seemed to be very afraid of seeing Murong Yu, and after a few words, she found an excuse to leave, and her intuition told Murong Yu that this court lady should know some very confidential information. The matter was related to Murong Yu or her relatives, but there were many people in the palace, so she couldn't ask directly in front of so many people.

Sensing that Murong Yu was observing her, the palace maid lowered her head, and said with a slight blessing, "Princess, do you want the servants to deliver these thorns to the carriage?"

"Thank you!" There are fifteen baskets of thorn fruits, each basket is full, and the weight is not light. Murong Yu didn't bring many maids, so he couldn't move the fifteen baskets of thorn fruits, so he had to ask the maids to help. mentioned on the carriage.

The maids carried their fruit baskets and walked quickly in an orderly manner. From Murong Yu's point of view, the maid's back was slender, her pace was neither fast nor slow, walking among the crowd, there was nothing outstanding about it.

Murong Yu and Wang Xiangya were sitting in soft sedan chairs, walking slowly on the road paved with bluestones, beside them were palace maids, eunuchs, and guards coming and going.

The soft sedan passed by the palaces. Murong Yu looked into the palace through the half-opened curtain of the sedan chair. The maids and eunuchs were busy back and forth. Suddenly, a familiar face came into view. A three or four year old boy.

The little boy didn't know what happened, sobbing, and Concubine Wei's comforting voice came from soft to heavy: "What's wrong... crying so sad..."

Concubine Wei gently stroked the little boy's back, her tone was gentle, the little boy raised his head, his beautiful big eyes were filled with tears.

Looking into the little boy's eyes, Murong Yu was startled for an instant, it was the first time she saw this little boy, but those eyes were so familiar, she had seen them before, but for a moment, she couldn't remember what those eyes were to whom.

"Prince Ten, do you like this?" A court lady brought a rattle and shook it gently in front of the little boy. The little boy gradually stopped crying, and stared straight at the spinning rattle with two beautiful big eyes.

The little boy is the child of the Emperor and Concubine Wei, but his eyes are neither like Concubine Wei nor the Emperor...

Walking past Concubine Wei's palace, the soft sedan turned a corner, and a few figures flashed past the corners of his eyes. Murong Yu looked up and saw five guards walking towards him. The guards walked steadily and briskly, rubbing shoulders with Murong Yu's soft sedan As they passed by, a faint chill and murderous aura drifted away with the wind.

Murong Yu quietly noticed them. The guards were already trying their best to hide their aura, but the murderous aura on them was too strong to be completely concealed. Ordinary people can't feel it. However, people with martial arts above them can detect it. See what's wrong with them.

Ordinary guards in the palace don't have such a strong killing spirit. They should be like Shaoxian's hidden guards, trained by others, but I don't know if the master of these guards is the emperor, the prince or...

The guards gradually walked away, turned around a corner and disappeared, Murong Yu stared deeply, this is the imperial palace, he should not act rashly, the masters of the guards, let people investigate slowly after returning!
Having made up her mind, Murong Yu was about to sit upright when the immature childish voice floated in the wind: "Why is my concubine so busy... I don't have time to accompany me..."

Murong Yu glanced sideways, and saw that the Ninth Prince was rushing forward angrily. He came out in the direction where the guards disappeared. Could it be that those guards belonged to Concubine Ye Gui?

The soft sedan passed through many palaces and came to the outside of the palace gate. After it came to a stop, Murong Yu helped Qin'er's hand to get off the soft sedan. The maids put fifteen baskets of thorns on the carriage, and said to Murong Yu, "Princess , the thorn fruit has been placed!"

Murong Yu's cold eyes swept back and forth over the maids: "Thank you!"

The maids got up again and left neatly and orderly. The maid was like an invisible person, keeping her head down all the time, very low-key, as if she didn't want others to see her existence.

Murong Yu stood at the gate of the palace. The maid had to pass her to enter the palace. Looking at the maid gradually approaching, Murong Yu smiled brightly, and a trace of strangeness flashed in her cold eyes. When the maid came in front of her, she was about to When passing by her, Murong Yu's foot slipped and fell straight to the maid.

"Princess, be careful!" The maid quickly reached out to support Murong Yu, preventing her from falling to the ground.

(End of this chapter)