Chapter 10 The Beggar Empress
Eunuch Gao Ming, Director of the House of Internal Affairs, holding a bright yellow imperial decree in one hand and white Buddha dust in the other, was stamping anxiously back and forth in the main hall of the Moyang Palace, his already wrinkled old face was wrinkled even more The maids and eunuchs knelt down in fear and filled the hall with washing utensils in their hands.

"Go and see why your mother hasn't gotten up yet." After shedding 21 drops of cold sweat, Eunuch Gao finally couldn't help asking the question that was repeated 21 times this morning.

"Your Majesty said, don't disturb anyone without her order." The same words were repeated 21 times, and it was Xue Li who spoke. Judging by her attitude, she was worthy of being the eldest maid of the Moyang Palace, the dowry maid of Yan Qingcheng, the empress of the West Palace.

"This..." Eunuch Gao couldn't help but wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. After weighing the pros and cons, he took a deep breath, raised one foot, and was about to take the first step into the palace...

"Gao Gonggong, where are you going?" A lazy and vague voice came from the inner hall, just in time to stop Gao Gonggong from taking the step out.

Hearing this voice, all the maids and eunuchs kneeling in the hall couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and Xue Li's originally tense face couldn't help but relax a little.This morning, Sydney went to wash and change her lady's clothes, and her lady seemed to know that someone would come, she only confessed, "No one will be disturbed if anyone comes without my order" and fell into a deep sleep , although Miss Wei's approach is very strange, but Xue Li has always followed what Mu Li said.I have to say that Sydney is obedient to Ying Muli!Eunuch Gao's wrinkled old face suddenly spread out when he heard the voice, he laughed dryly, and was about to raise his head to flatter him, but his old face wrinkled again when he saw Mu Li's appearance group.

I saw Mu Li wearing the obscene underwear he wore when he was sleeping, his trousers were bare and he didn't even wear a pair of shoes. The top of the head is in a mess, and the big and energetic eyes are half-closed as if they haven't slept in hundreds of years. At first glance, this image is a little better than a beggar.

(End of this chapter)

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