maid's harem life

Chapter 33

"Heh..." Concubine Yao raised her head and looked at her meaningfully: "This kind of thing won't happen, Emperor Underworld won't let other men touch you. Qingyin..." Grabbed her hand Between the wrists, that sentence could not be uttered.

Qingyin, don't fall in love with Hades.

However, the sword on the altar has no feeling, so why is it so desperate.

Dejectedly, she let go of her hand, and the concubine Yao lay back powerlessly: "Go down."

Seeing her powerless look, Qingyin turned around and looked at the maidservants who were kneeling on the ground: "Your Majesty..."

Concubine Yao raised her hand, not wanting to say another word: "Let's all go out."

"Thank you, ma'am." Qingyin stood up, and when she reached the door, she closed the door, turned around, and let the kneeling people stand up.

Some of them knelt for a long time, and when they stood up, their legs became weak. Qingyin hurriedly stepped forward to support them: "I'm sorry."

Several people are well aware of Yaofei's temperament, and are used to this kind of punishment: "Don't worry about your business, don't take it to heart."

Qingyin's eyes were sore and she was at a loss for words, so she had to help them one by one to sit down on the stone steps.

The sky in the imperial city was warm, and Qingyin was running around, sweating profusely, and several people were busy on their own.Only she, guarding outside Yaofei's door, saw no movement for a long time, so she walked away in peace for a while.

With the change of seasons, it is so hot that I want to take off my coat.

Qingyin covered her forehead with one hand, and propped her hand against the wall with the other, what the hell, it will change as soon as it is said.

After walking a few steps, fanning lightly with one hand, seeing that no one around simply rolled up the sleeves on both sides, walked into the garden, and stood quietly in front of a rockery.

Reader...Qingyin raised her head and looked up into the sky, where are you?

In the dream, the man's voice was cold and domineering. Why did he say that Yue'er was his forbidden slave? He closed his eyes and shook his head fiercely. It was just a dream.

Priest Fan stepped forward silently, with a tall figure covering her: "What are you doing?"

Qingyin was startled by the sudden voice, shrugged her shoulders, and turned around: "Slave... this slave has seen the Brahma priest."

"Get up." Priest Fan stood in front of the rockery, just as black as before, but fit perfectly under the sunlight.

Qingyin got up, raised her head, and saw the man looking at her upright, under the ghostly face, there was inexplicable depression.

"The people of the dark dynasty didn't do anything to you, did they?"

"No." Qingyin answered honestly. For him, she always believed that he saved her life.

"It's fine if you don't have one..." Priest Fan paused, and then moved his eyes down, and landed on her arms.

White and clean as jade, without a trace of other colors...Wait, there is no Shougongsha.

The Vatican Priest's expression froze under the ghost's face, and he even frowned tightly with his hidden sword eyebrows.

"your hands……"

"Hand." Qingyin looked at her arm, and it took a long time to realize that she was busy covering it with both hands: "I don't have Shou Gong Sha."

Seeing her bowing her head and looking lonely, Priest Fan didn't ask any more questions, her face was full of complicated emotions.

"This Shougong sand can be re-ordered, human eyes can't tell the authenticity."

Hearing this, Qingyin put her hands down, and a relieved smile appeared on her face: "Thank you, Priest Fan, it's very good for this slave." She bent her mouth bitterly, and raised her eyes: "This slave thinks that if you really fall in love, I won't care about this piece of Shougong sand." Besides, I am innocent.

Priest Fan met her eyes and saw her calm face. Although she was frustrated, she was not pretentious at all, but rather straightforward.

The corner of her mouth curled up, and she smiled admiringly: "You're right, as long as you fall in love, you won't care about anything."

Qingyin's heart warmed up, as if he and the concubine Yao couldn't stay together, but they were so close.A concern is enough.

"Voiceless." Priest Fan's deep voice carried an inexplicable comfort: "Where did you come from? Are you really from another world?"

When it was mentioned again, Qingyin did not hide it, and her sincere eyes flickered: "When I woke up, I was lying on the sky net, and I only remembered the last scene in my mind, that is, I fell into the bottomless sky. In the cliff."

Seeing her serious face, Priest Fan also showed some novelty: "What kind of place is that?"

"Peace..." Qingyin flipped the broken hair in front of her forehead, her clear eyes filled with a warm smile: "Also, equality."

"Equality." The Vatican priest murmured repeatedly: "There really is such a place."

"Of course..." Qingyin nodded her head desperately: "Everyone is fair and can choose freely."

After hearing this, the Vatican priest looked into the distance, and there was a hope mixed in the words, which was shattered at once: "In that way, our Ming Dynasty sky will become even darker."

Qingyin's original immersion mood was also pulled back, this is the reality, she is still a slave, a priest of Brahma, and still has to submit: "Slave...it wasn't intentional."

Priest Fan saw Qingyin's guilty face, his small face was flushed with anxiety, and his melancholy heart immediately relaxed: "In front of me, you don't need to call yourself a slave, doesn't it mean that you are all equal there. "

Qingyin's pupils flashed, and she was full of joy: "Priest Fan, trust me." There was a longing in her pupils, hoping to be believed.

A faint smile followed from the corner of her mouth: "Qingyin, has anyone ever told you that your smile can easily infect others."

"If it's true." The woman paused, tilting her head with a playful look: "I hope to infect everyone."

Priest Fan looked at her side face: "Does it include Emperor Hades?"

Qingyin only felt a sharp pain in her heart: "Your Majesty..., am I infected?"

Priest Vatican saw that she suppressed her smile, and her high spirits were replaced by gloom, and she softened at the moment, but she still told the truth: "It can't be infected... unless..."

"Unless something." Seeing that he was hesitating to speak, Qingyin's heart sank.

"Unless..." Priest Fan stared at her seriously, with firm eyes: "Your destruction!"

Qingyin was obviously frightened, opened her small mouth slightly, and didn't utter a word for a long time.

"Your Majesty..." She remembered the description of the concubine Yao, devil, monster... and shook her head heavily: "I don't believe it."

The man picked off the nearest petal with one hand, and handed it to her: "After a while, you will believe it, Qingyin... Don't think that Ming Dynasty is so beautiful, and don't think that Emperor Ming is a loving person." .”

Flipping the palm, the originally gorgeous petals fell to the ground, lying quietly and lonely, Qingyin looked down, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"My lord, what kind of person is he?"

Priest Fan looked into Qingyin's persistent eyes: "Just wait, you will know soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man brushed past her and walked back.

Qingyin was left alone, staring blankly at the petal, knelt down, picked it up, and quickly withered away as soon as it left the moisture.

Qingyin grasped it in the palm of her hand, put it between her nostrils and sniffed lightly, her negative and depressed mood was immediately left behind, she smiled and pulled the corners of her mouth, forget it, let's talk about it later.

Lifting the hem of the skirt, he walked out of the garden.

Qingyin walked very slowly, it's okay, just treat it as a stroll.Turning the corner of his eyes inadvertently, he saw a white figure.

With a pause in her footsteps, Qingyin felt familiar. Seeing that the two were talking at the entrance of a temple, she hurriedly hid behind a rockery.

The distance is not too far, but they can clearly communicate with each other.

Qingyin sticks out half of her head, how come she keeps bumping into such embarrassing eavesdropping scenes.

The man stood on the left side, and heard a faint female voice, but it was blocked and he couldn't recognize it at once.

The man, dressed in a pure white robe, still had that cold ghostly face on his face, it was Feng Qingran, the deputy priest.

"You did a good job last time."

"Thank you, deputy priest..." The woman chuckled with a bit of respect.

The voice sounded familiar. Qingyin leaned out her upper body, but it was still blocked by the figure of the deputy priest, and only a red skirt was seen.

"Deputy priest, but the demon concubine has served the bed and is fine." The woman asked puzzledly, shouldn't she not survive the night?
"It doesn't matter. It's really not easy to think of this demon concubine." The deputy priest folded his hands on his chest and glanced at the woman next to him: "No one knows about this matter."

The woman thought about it carefully: "No, the dead ghost has already been punished by the demon concubine."

Qingyin panicked and shrank back. What they were talking about should be about the Yaofei attending the bed.

For the dead ghost, that is Xi'er.

Qingyin poked her head out again, only to see that the man was facing away from her, when she turned around, she saw Yimao beside him at a glance.

She knew that the master behind Xi'er was Nanny Yi, but she didn't expect that behind Nanny Yi was the deputy priest.

Qingyin didn't have much impression of Feng Qingran, but only met a few times on the altar, and even more unexpected, he would have any enmity with the concubine Yao.

The deputy priest nodded his head in satisfaction: "It doesn't matter if others know." Fan, didn't he know it a long time ago, but, these things can't be changed.

"This pack of medicine..." The man took out a pack of medicine powder from his sleeve and put it in the hands of Nanny Yi: "You find another time, and give it to the concubine Yao."

Mammy Yi weighed the package of medicinal powder in her hand: "Deputy Priest, this is it."

"You don't need to know so much, you just need to do as I tell you. From now on..." The corner of the man's lips twitched: "I will give you what you want."

"Thank you, deputy priest." Nunnery Yi took it happily, flipping through the small packet of medicine powder in her hands, and then there was a worry on her beautiful face: "It's just that after what happened last time, I'm afraid That demon concubine has already taken precautions, so it is not easy to strike."

Feng Qing's eyes turned cold: "This is your business, I just want the result, and... the sooner the better."

(End of this chapter)