Fengming Emperor Pavilion

Chapter 22
Hualou's heart was cold, she tightened her fingers slightly, and slowly raised her eyes to meet Zhou Qiang's gaze, her eyes were filled with mist and firmness that is rare for ordinary people.

"Your Majesty, my servant's parents have both died for many years. I was born with a cheap life. Thanks to Miss, I was able to serve her by her side for many years. The year Miss brought this servant back to the imperial capital, she said, I can treat her as a relative in the future, and so For many years, it was the lady who regarded me as a relative. Now that she is gone, the servant girl will do everything she can to get it back for the lady, but I beg the mother not to send the servant girl out of the palace! Whether it is success or failure, life or death, at least I will go to hell in the future I can have the face to face her!"

Shen Hualou's words hit Zhou Wei's heart word by word, she bent down slowly, gently lifted Hualou's jaw with her slender fingers, and observed carefully.

Then Zhou Wei was slightly dazed, she was not particularly beautiful, her face was immature, and could even be considered delicate, the only thing special was her distinctive pair of eyes.

There used to be a pair of such eyes in the painting building, very dark, with bright light, at first glance, it looks like cold light and snow, but when you look closely, it looks like rolling autumn water.

After staring at each other for a while, Zhou Wei woke up suddenly. Sure enough, as long as he watched quietly, he seemed to be sucked in.

Hualou watched Zhou Wei's eyes change, but his heart calmed down.

Zhou Wei was weighing, what would happen if she stayed like this?
She slammed Hualou's face away, and quickly turned around. Hualou didn't know what Zhou Kui was thinking, and there was such a big reaction in an instant?

"If you're still alive after three days, then I have the right to pretend that I haven't seen you!" She shook her sleeves and left, Hua Lou looked at her back, prostrated herself and said loudly, "Thank you for not killing me!" Grace."

Zhou Wei had already gone in, she got up slowly, and then walked outside.

As soon as she walked out of Zhongcui Palace, Qi Xiang ran over anxiously, put her hands on Hualou's body, and pulled her around.

"Are you injured?"

Hualou looked at her quietly, Qi Xiang was young and had never seen blood in the palace, the worry in her eyes was not deceiving, Hualou told herself so.

"It's okay, I have nothing to do, let's go back." Hua Lou said, leading Qi Xiang and walking towards Yeting.

The maids behind watched Shen Hualou leave as if nothing had happened, and looked at each other in dismay. It is well known that if Zhou Wei wants to kill a maid, that person will definitely not survive!
But the woman named Qianji in front of them walked out unharmed!

"What are you still standing there for? Why are you doing what you should be doing? Do you want to be boarded?" Xu Changsheng uttered a soft shout, and the surrounding palace ladies dispersed one after another.

In Zhongcui Palace, Zhou Wei sat on a soft couch, his thoughts drifting away.

Xu Changsheng bent down in front of Zhou Mao and asked tentatively, "Ma'am, that lowly maid?"

"I have my own plan!"

Su Yuan and Xu Changsheng glanced at each other. They had been serving Zhou Wei for not a day or two. This sudden change of character made them puzzled.

Back in Yeting, Hualou was thinking about Zhou Wei's words all night. She was still alive three days later, and within these three days, something big would happen, and she would definitely be involved in this matter!
For the lucky one who didn't die in the hands of Concubine Zhou, some people feel lucky, while others feel sorry, but they still can't stand the extra groundless speculation!

It was late at night, and Hualou fell into a deep sleep. She knew that everything had just begun.

(End of this chapter)