I heard that Niangniang is nearsighted

Chapter 267 The actor is ruthless
The servant girl lowered her head in shame, "It's all a slip of the tongue, miss, don't be angry."

Chen Wanyi sighed, "Now that we are dependent on others, we should act carefully and repay the kindness. Don't think too highly of yourself and say things that make people laugh."

"The servant has been taught."

Only then did Chen Wanyi nod slightly in satisfaction, "Although Lord Hou and the prince are not here, we still have the courtesy we should have. I will go to the housekeeper with the courtesy to thank you later."

"Yes." The servant girl responded obediently.

Chen Wanyi smiled, turned her eyes to stare at herself in the bronze mirror, raised her lips and smiled slightly.
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Yuqing Palace

Concubine Rou stood in front of the desk, gently rolled up her dangling sleeve with her left hand, and held a pen in her right hand, her bright wrist was lightly hanging in the air, shining white.

Her expression was focused, and a beautiful figure was outlined with pen and ink.

The man looked up at the birds parked on the tree, his pale lips were tender, and there was a faint smile. He looked back and had a glimpse, which was soul-stirring.

Plain clothes and white clothes, black hair shawl, peerless appearance, cold and aloof.

There was an unconscious smile on the corner of Concubine Rou's mouth, at this moment, a woman's scolding suddenly came from her mind.

The beautiful woman was wearing a embroidered skirt and a tourmaline beaded hairpin on her head, looking at her with deep eyes.

"You have let me down too much……"

"It's just an actor. An actor is ruthless. If you have deep affection, you will end up paying the wrong amount. Miaoer, listen to Auntie and break up with him. You belong to His Royal Highness, don't let my prime minister's residence be ashamed..."

"I have ordered him to be expelled from the mansion. You will never see him again, and you can wait to marry His Highness the Crown Prince at ease..."

In the end, the woman lay on the bed skinny and thin, even breathing seemed to be a burden.

Her cloudy eyes moved slowly, and she placed them on the tearful daughter in front of the bed, her body trembling slightly.

"Ahem...Miaoer, I'm sorry, Ma'am..."

Concubine Rou's hand trembled suddenly, and the ink smeared on the declaration.

It is a pity that this excellent work can never be removed.

She stopped writing, sighed softly, dried the scroll, put it into a wooden box, and locked it up.

She left her palace, walked into an elegant room, stood at the door and looked at the cold and beautiful man in the room.

"Concubine Rou." Ah Qing turned around, and her indifferent eyes saw that Concubine Rou finally had some warmth.

Concubine Rou walked into the inner room and smiled softly at Ah Qing, "Call me A Miao when you say there is no one else."

Ah Qing was a little helpless, but there was a slight smile in her clean and light eyes, "Do you want to listen to the music?"

"Yes." Concubine Rou replied with a girl's charm, and sat not far from Ah Qing, staring lazily and intently at Ah Qing.

Knowing that she was looking at her, Ah Qing took the instrument and hugged it in her arms, lowering her eyes slightly to play a piece.

He knew that the prime minister's wife had passed away, Concubine Rou must be very sad, but she was stubborn by nature and refused to show weakness in front of others easily.

The melodious music lingered in her ears, Concubine Rou slowly closed her eyes.

After a song, the song ends in silence.

Ah Qing lowered her eyes, looked at Concubine Rou who was already lying on the table, put down her instrument, stood up, walked to Concubine Rou, stroked her hair pitifully, looked at the blue and black under her eyes, just took it A blanket was draped over her body.

He walked out of the window and stared at the scenery outside in a daze.

Thinking of that lively, lovely and soft-hearted little girl many years ago...

Now, they can only be trapped in the deep palace, living alone and helpless, and they have to protect themselves.

He stared at his white palm, his thick eyelashes trembling.

The wind blows outside the window, taking away a deep sigh.

(End of this chapter)