Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 89 Contract (2)
Nuan Xue frowned and remained silent, her face turning frosty.

Ning Zi smirked: "Sister Nuanxue, let her do it. Although we are ordered by the Three Heroes, we can't force it. This girl, since you have a sense of responsibility, you will naturally not break your promise. According to your age , is only about fourteen or fifteen years old. I think it will take some years for your younger brother to grow up. How about we make a five-year contract with you. After five years, you can buy and sell freely, or you can renew the contract depending on the situation, sister Nuanxue What do you think, sister?"

Nuan Xue stretched her eyebrows, and said lightly: "It's so feasible!"

"Ba Qing obeys orders!" Kuyi saluted like a ritual.

Ning Zi glanced at her, with interest on her lips: "Ba Qing? Does the girl like Ba Qing too?"

"Ba Qing is a woman who is rich enough to rival Qin Shihuang, but she is respected by the villagers for her benevolence, righteousness and virtuousness, and she considers the wealth and safety of the local people. She donated millions of mercury to Qin Shihuang to build the imperial mausoleum. If you are a guest, and you make a daughter Huai Qingtai to remember her, you will be famous in the history of women. It just so happens that my surname is Ba, so I changed my name to Ba Qing to show my admiration." With a sincere glance.

"I didn't expect Ning Zi to meet a bosom friend in the market, and the girl will surely bloom in spring." Ning Zi bowed to her with a serious demeanor and a very respectful gesture.

Kuyi hurriedly returned the gift, and a touch of joy flowed in her heart.

"It's not that I admire Ba Qing, but that I have a big heart." Nuan Xue scolded her coldly, with sarcasm on her lips and teeth: "I was lucky enough to get the Lord's wink, so I worshiped Ba Qing, there is only one in the world." Ba Qing, there is no second Qin Shihuang, how could His Majesty look down on such a dry person like you? Save yourself, don't lick your tongue and hurt the Lord."

"Yes, Ba Qing understands! Ba Qing dare not expect to meet His Majesty, let alone become famous in history." Ku Yi said respectfully.

"You don't even have the power to become famous in history, and you always have self-knowledge to live a proper life. What do you bring today?" Nuan Xue raised her brows, and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

"In addition to the last hundred rouge of various colors and patterns, I also mixed a hundred couches of national beauty and heavenly fragrance, and there is also a hundred boxes of jasmine rouge. The color of jasmine rouge is suitable for shades and adds beauty. You will like it when you try it." Bitter Job's tears Signal Huanyan to open a box of Jasmine Rouge.

The rouge is bright red, with luster like pearls. When applied on the lips, it has a clear and elegant fragrance. Looking at myself in the mirror, the color is fresh and mellow, and the color is self-generated, adding a bit of softness.

Nuan Xue was delighted in her heart, but said calmly on her face: "It's okay, Lord San Weng will make a decision after seeing it."

"This box of goldfish and lotus rouge is specially given to Miss Nuanxue. It is different from the box next to it. Because koi is time-consuming and labor-intensive, I asked the nanny to make another box of Ganoderma lucidum. I asked Miss Nuanxue to bring it to Lord Sanweng. Hope Lord Sanweng likes it." Bitter Job's tears held the golden rouge box with both hands, and a koi carp on the lotus-shaped box was as vivid as a real one, swimming among the lotus petals, with a charming naive look.

Nuan Xue took the Jinyu Xilian rouge box, and couldn't put it down. She took a look at the Ganoderma lucidum rouge box again. The purple-red lucid body was graceful and graceful, like a thousand-year-old blood Ganoderma lucidum. With a warm look on his face, he said with a slight smile, "Very good, the Lord Sanweng will definitely like it. They are all auspicious meanings, and it's hard for you to be blessed with wisdom."

"Ba Qing's blessing is due to Miss Nuanxue. If it wasn't for the girl, how would Ba Qing climb up to the Lord? The girl is the noble person Ba Qing loves!" Ku Yi said respectfully, his eyes glanced at Ning Zi quietly, she is her noble person .

Ning Zi winked at her, her autumn pupils smiled like begonias in autumn, and she held a beautiful and heavenly fragrance in her palm. The beautiful and heavenly fragrance was woven into the shape of a large peony with concubine-colored grass. The fragrance was peculiar and strong. It's not strong, it seems light but not light, it's elegant and crisp, and it smells very good.

"The beauty of the country is heavenly, the dowry smells so good, it's worthy of the name. Sister Nuanxue, these look better than last time. The Lord Sanweng is about to enter the palace to celebrate Mrs. Wei's birthday. Naturally, I will have an audience with Your Majesty the Queen as usual. Every time the ceremony can't be too heavy, this time I'm so worried, maybe the beauty of the country suits her heart." The condensed purple pearls are shining brightly, and the excitement is stirring like feathers and long eyelashes, sparkling and charming.

Nuanxue smelled it in her hand, her eyes lit up, and she disappeared like a butterfly's wings, Qing Mo said: "Whether it suits the Lord's wishes, only she will know after using it, take it back first, and let the Lord choose. Furthermore, after the death of Concubine Li Huan, His Majesty forbids the private use of incense in the palace, even the fragrance of flowers is also taboo. What's more, after the Fenghou incident, His Majesty bestowed her residence in Ganquan Palace. It’s just a punishment in the dark. In fact, news came early that the empress used some kind of flattery and invited the witches to do harm to others in the palace.

"It's Sister Nuanxue who is well informed. Although I have heard the rumors, I dare not ask the Lord Weng. If he is really deposed, I really can't imagine that the emperor 'Golden House Cangjiao' is nothing more than vain, which is embarrassing." Ning Zi shook her head and sighed No matter how honorable the queen is, there are times when her rank is humble, let alone others?

"The queen loves her parents and is arrogant, so she will be dethroned sooner or later. Who told her to harm Concubine Li Huan? It's her own fault. What is there to be pitiful about?" Nuan Xue gave her a ostentatious look.

"Sister, what do you mean? The Xiao Clan was harmed by the Empress?" Ning Zi asked in shock.

"Keep your voice down, someone has heard you suing the officials, saying that we are going to beheaded for discussing the state affairs in private." Nuan Xue glanced at her, looked around, and said in a low voice: "The Emperor likes Concubine Li Huan, and there is no one in the world. I don't know, of course it hindered the Queen's eyes, so I colluded with the ranger and released the Hu Renju, but the Hu Renju hid in the Xiao Mansion, causing the Xiao family to be crowned with a felony crime of treason. The empress was punished and went to Ganquan Palace. Soon after, the empress played a trick of flattery, and the emperor happened to be dethroned by this."

The words of bitter barley fall into my ears, and my heart feels like a knife is being twisted. Is it the queen's tricks to set up a monster, colluding with Xiuyu Jianhuang?
She didn't dare to think deeply, her palms were sweaty, she lowered her eyebrows and listened softly.

"The emperor hangs a portrait of Concubine Li Huan in the Palace of Li Huan. He worships immortals and prays to gods every day. He hopes to see Concubine Li Huan. Which concubine dares to make trouble? Not to mention using spices indiscriminately. Madam is in charge, but Mrs. Wei is still admiring Pu Jihua, so the gift from Lord Weng dare not be light or vulgar. This incense palace is the most prosperous and luxurious, and now there is a taboo about using flowers, Lord Weng Not sure about it."

Her tone was cold yet proud and proud, as if she was as familiar with the affairs of the palace as the Lord.

Every word fell into the ears of bitter barley, but it was a dull pain that tore a corner of the chest. The emperor's nostalgia was an inseparable imprisonment for her.

The emperor, between us is frozen ten feet, and we will never go back to that innocent time.

(End of this chapter)