maid's harem life

Chapter 26

Qingyin quickened her pace and ran over, only to see that the palace door opened, and on the ground, under a white cloth, a thin human figure appeared.

A few maidservants knelt in one place, You Yang was dressed in white, with a white ribbon tied around his head.

"Hu Zhaoyi..." Qingyin immediately recalled the melodious piano sound last night, she stepped forward a few steps, squatted down, and put one hand on the woman's shoulder: "Youyang, what's the matter."

You Yang turned back dully, and there was no gleam in his stubborn eyes: "After Hu Zhaoyi presented the piano last night, he ordered me to come back first, saying that he was going to go to the garden. I waited all night, and today I was in the well of the imperial garden. , found Hu Zhaoyi..."

Qingyin couldn't believe it for a while, although she only met a few times, in her eyes, Hu Zhaoyi was an indisputable and gentle person, now, how could he die so ignorantly.

"You Yang." Qingyin called out her name, only to realize that she didn't know what to say, so she patted her shoulder lightly with one hand.

You Yang stared at her blankly, his eyes flashed a bit dazed, but he had indescribable trust in Qingyin, he leaned his head on her shoulder tiredly, and couldn't help but slid a drop of water on her fair cheeks. cold.

Following the sound of crying, Concubine Li stepped in.

The resentment last night just happened to not leave today.

"Yo, what is this song from?" Behind him, Song Yan followed closely, and he was the only one who survived last night.

Several servant girls were only focused on crying, when seeing Concubine Li came in, some continued to sob, while others just stood there in a daze, unable to say a word.

Qingyin only felt a looseness on his shoulders, Youyang straightened his body, and replied on his knees: "Ms. Hui, Hu Zhaoyi, the master of the slaves, went last night..."

"Oh." Concubine Li squatted down and stared at the white cloth covering the ground for a long time: "Hmph, what a pity."

The tone can be light, even with a hint of a smile.

You Yang continued to lie on the ground with a blank expression. Since she was right next to her, Qingyin turned her head and saw her hands, slowly holding them.

"The Emperor is coming..."

A high-pitched voice came, Concubine Li and Song Yan hurriedly knelt down beside Qingyin.

As soon as Hu Zhaoyi's body was found, a servant girl notified her superiors.

Underworld Emperor dressed in vivid bright yellow, so abruptly broke into everyone's eyes, Qingyin's shoulders drooped, and he lowered his head even lower.

"Your Majesty," Eunuch Fu lifted up the white cloth on the ground and took a look, "It's Hu Zhaoyi."

Underworld Emperor took a few steps forward, Qingyin only felt that every time he took a step closer, she was obviously depressed, and finally, three steps away from her, she stopped.

"Then let's bury it well."

Bury it properly... The tone is so out of the way, you will die when you die, without any so-called pity.

Qingyin put her hands tightly on the ground, so indifferent.You Yang beside her still didn't have a trace of expression, but the hand was clenched even tighter, and the protruding knuckles turned white fiercely, venting the emotions in her heart.

Concubine Li didn't dare to say anything more, for fear of causing trouble to her upper body, she looked trembling.

Underworld Emperor didn't say any extra words, just glanced at him, then turned around, and left a sentence: "How does this Hu Zhaoyi look like?"

Eunuch Fu was also taken aback, and stepped forward to reply respectfully: "Your Majesty, she is the most beautiful among the first batch of beautiful girls."

Underworld Emperor pursed his lips and nodded: "Go back."

"Yes."

It wasn't until the figures of the two walked away that Concubine Li stood up: "Songyan, let's go, it's so early in the morning, it's bad luck."

"Yes" she hurriedly followed behind, and the maidservants who had stopped crying could not help sobbing again.

You Yang knelt down and came to Hu Zhaoyi, and kowtowed deeply to her south-facing head.

Her messy hair was scattered behind her forehead, and fell heavily on the milky white floor tiles. On her forehead, blood stains spread sadly.She gritted her teeth tightly and forced back the tears in her eyes.

"Hu Zhaoyi, it's useless to be a slave, I can't keep you..."

Seeing this, Qingyin immediately stepped forward and squatted beside her: "Youyang, don't blame yourself too much."

"You don't understand, this palace is really a place that eats people and doesn't spit out their bones. Just because of a piece of music, the emperor smiled, but I didn't expect that it would be a hot door." You Yang looked forward, his eyes glazed over. , staring at one place.

Qingyin put her hands on her shoulders, they just met each other once, perhaps because of their humble status, they are so close to each other.

"I know, it must be Concubine Li. I had a hunch last night, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. It's a pity that Hu Zhaoyi, such an indisputable master..."

Hearing Youyang's words, Qingyin was startled, but not too surprised.Concubine Li, hasn't she always been cruel to her eyes.

"Qingyin, what do you think I should do? Hu Zhaoyi has been my master since I was a child, and now I can go as I say. In the days to come, if I meet someone like Concubine Li, I...I really don't care. Dare to think." You Yang withdrew his nerves and looked outside: "Qingyin, you should go back quickly, it's not good for people to see."

Qingyin shook her head worriedly, but was supported by her: "Let's go, obey the destiny, I, Youyang, don't believe it, innocent will reject me."

The woman's eyes were full of determination, and it was as if a burning flame was ignited in her pupils. Such confidence made Qingyin nod her head unconsciously.

"Then I'll go back first..." She stood up, recalling Yaofei's order in her mind.

You Yang nodded, and saw that his gaze returned to Hu Zhaoyi.

Qingyin trotted forward all the way, this time has already been delayed, for fear of going back late, in exchange for another scolding.

"Yao..." When passing Mingyao's dormitory, Qingyin's foot was stopped by the woman's call just as she stepped out.

He hurriedly hid his body in front of the door, pressed his back tightly against the wall, and at first glance, it was Yimao.

"Yao," she said unwillingly, wrapping her hands around Ming Yao's arms.

Although he couldn't speak, he was very strong, and with a flick of his hand, he threw Nanny Yi a few steps away.

After finally retracting her body, Mammy Yi turned her back to Mingyao, and slowly straightened her pressed back: "Are you tired of me already?"

Regardless of the disparity in status, there was only helplessness in her words, and even a little questioning.

The door of the hall was wide open, Qingyin wanted to leave just like that, but the meal just now made her feel guilty and dare not take another step, for fear of being discovered by them and embarrassing.

Ming Yao remained silent as usual, with his handsome face raised high, it seemed that he was only interested in the top.

The sky is a bit blue, and one inadvertently makes people mistakenly think that warm spring is approaching.

"Yao, in fact, I've noticed it a long time ago. Ever since that blood slave came to Ming Dynasty, since she became your maid, your heart has started to warm up little by little." In the tone of Mammy Yi, There is no hesitation, but a deep affirmation.

Ming Yao's raised head was lowered a little bit, his expression was gloomy.

Outside the door, Qingyin trembled suddenly, pulling herself into the vortex again.

"You admit it." Yimao stepped forward and stood beside him, there was hope in her charming eyes, all she needed was a simple shake of her head.

Ming Yao looked at the woman beside him, stroked her cheek with one hand, without a trace of expression on her face.

Before he could reply, Nanny Yi pulled his hand away impatiently: "Yao, you really admitted it."

Qingyin felt that her heart was about to jump out, she simply thought that during that time together, Mingyao just regarded herself as a friend.

Poking out half of his head, Qingyin saw him staring intently at the face of Nunnery Yi, the pad of his thumb gently slid across her cheek, and when he lowered his head, he pressed down.

Nanny Yi opened her eyes wide and looked at Mingyao unexpectedly, but saw that his eyes were closed tightly and his lips were twisting and lingering.The original resentment disappeared, and the hands involuntarily wrapped tightly around his back, getting tighter and tighter.

Qingyin withdrew her gaze, and after a long time, seeing that the two hadn't separated, she had to boldly cross the gate of the hall with small steps.

The figure disappeared quickly, and seeing that there was no abnormality behind her, Qingyin hurriedly pulled away her steps and started running.

Almost at the same time, Ming Yao let go of his hand, his eyes suddenly looked out, and he wiped the mark on the corner of his lips with a finger.

Nanny Yi opened her eyes slightly, her face showing a bit of shyness, but after Mingyao turned around resolutely, she froze in the distance.

The purple indifferent breath is still in the nostrils, but it can't be grasped.

Qingyin rushed to the imperial dining room anxiously, and finally returned to the Sacred Heart Hall with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. As soon as she took a step, she saw Emperor Ming sitting in the first seat, and next to her was Yaofei Tonglingmo.

"Sister Yao, you maidservant has really bad hands and feet. A plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake has gone all morning." Lingmo supported her chin with one hand, and pointed at Qingyin with her chopsticks in the other.

Putting the pastries on the table, Qingyin bent her feet and knelt down: "Please make amends, my maidservant is delayed."

The concubine Yao casually picked up a piece, didn't put it in her mouth, but played with it between her fingers: "Get up."

"Xie Yaofei" Qingyin stood up and stood behind her.

"Mo'er, let's eat, and eat less desserts." Concubine Yao put down the cake in her hand and looked at Lingmo who was opposite.

"En." She nodded her head lightly, chewing carefully.

"Mo'er..." Underworld Emperor Qiyin languidly looked into her eyes with a bit of pampering.

"Brother." Lingmo raised her head and stuffed the pastry in her mouth.

"You are fourteen this year."

Ling Mo trembled, and her expression darkened: "Does elder brother want to marry Mo'er and stay with you, it's an eyesore."

At the age of fourteen, I can't help myself.

Underworld Emperor bent over, smiled lightly from the corners of his brows, and fished Lingmo over with one hand.

The woman sat on his lap obediently, her small face was tightly squeezed, and it was not until Emperor Hades' charming kiss fell on her forehead that she relaxed.

"Why is my brother willing to marry you off?"

Ling Mo put her hands around his neck, smiled and put her head on Emperor Hades' chest: "Mo'er will not marry in this life."

(End of this chapter)