The palace concubine is charming and chaotic: the country is still the same

Chapter 22 Tears of Caiwei (4)

Plucking Tears (4)

Seeing Lan Yue's lack of focus for a while, Manager An couldn't help reminding: "I still don't thank the emperor for giving me my surname."

Only then did Lan Yue understand, and said respectfully, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me your surname."

There has always been a rule in the palace. The slaves who enter the palace cannot use their real names, let alone mention their surnames in their names. This represents the humble status of the palace people.Now Suchen personally bestowed the surname, which is a great gift to her slave.

"Put your mind down and leave." Su Chen stopped looking at her, and then turned around to stare at a certain place outside the window, as if caught in a certain memory.

After putting down her snacks, Lan Yue went out with Director An. It was already noon, and the sun was shining brightly, making people's eyes a little stinging, and the heat was sudden.

Director An looked Lan Yue up and down for a while, and said with a smile, "You are No. 1 in this dynasty for the surname bestowed by the emperor, but..." He put the words on his lips, but took them back.

Lan Yue immediately said: "Please enlighten me, Chief An."

Director An sighed: "One thought of the emperor is heaven, and one thought is hell."

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After delivering the snacks for Mu Zhaoyi, the emperor summoned Mu Yanran that night, and the news that the emperor bestowed a name on Lanyue quickly spread in the harem, enviing the entire harem palace, especially Bailu Palace, who loved Lan Yue. There was a lot of discussion about Yue's name, especially Lu Yi's eyes were red with jealousy.

The morning breeze is refreshing. At this time, the palace servants of Bailu Palace are trimming flowers and green leaves in the flower garden. The gentle warm sun shines on the earth. With a slender figure.

"Lanyue, I really envy you. The emperor actually gave you a name. Now you are the only maid in the entire harem who can bear a surname." Qin Xin admired while pruning the flower branches.

Xia Lanyue smiled. Everyone in the palace envied her, but she knew that bestowing such a great favor would only make it more difficult for her to move forward, and things would not be as convenient in the future. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but frown close.

Standing not far away, the manicured green clothes had an ugly expression, and the pruning hands couldn't help using a little strength, the sound of "click, click, click" echoed all around, and several palace people beside him were also talking about the emperor's gift to Lanyue. Regarding the matter of surname, she interjected coldly: "Why don't you just give me a name, so there is no need to spread it around like this! Besides, I have always been on the errand to the imperial court. If it wasn't for her clever words, how could it be her turn?" Before she comes to Yuqian to deliver snacks."

Lvyi's voice was deliberately amplified, as if to be heard by everyone, but Xia Lanyue didn't seem to hear it, and continued pruning the flowers and branches without even raising her eyebrows.

But Qin Xin listened, with a smile on her face, and said loudly: "Some people just can't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour, and even if someone else went to the imperial court to deliver snacks that day, they might not be able to get the emperor's surname. "

After hearing this, Lu Yi's face turned green, and angrily threw the scissors in his hand to the ground, striding towards Qin Xin: "What are you, you dare to talk to me like that!"

Seeing that Xia Lanyue rushed forward and raised her hand to slap her heart, the green clothes also dropped the scissors to block her, grabbed the high-raised wrists of the green clothes fiercely, and said coldly: "You are the same as us. Just a slave."

Lu Yi felt that her wrist was about to be crushed, her heart ached, and she was secretly surprised that such a weak woman had such strength, but she still said: "Don't compare me with you, I have been serving your mother for six years. gone."

"Even if you have served for 60 years, you are still a slave." Xia Lanyue said indifferently, but there was a contemptuous sarcasm in her tone.

"You!" Lvyi was irritated by her, but couldn't think of words to defend.

Xia Lanyue let go of Lvyi's wrist, and said calmly: "The slaves in this harem are all poor people, and no one should make things difficult for anyone."

(End of this chapter)