The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 333 Uneasy...

In the room inside, there was no sound at all, and outside the room, a palace lady who seemed to be falling asleep was sitting.

"Where's your master?" Han Yumin stepped forward and patted the maid on the head, "Wake up, it's still broad daylight."

"Oops!" The maid suddenly woke up, looking up, she was startled suddenly, and immediately knelt down, "Slave Zihan, see the emperor, see Empress Yu."

"Get up, take me to see your master!" Jiang Meng's tone was full of impatience.

"En... that... Your Majesty... En..." When seeing Jiang Meng, Zihan's complexion was not very good. At this time, Zihan was already incoherent.

Jiang Meng was obviously impatient.

He sighed heavily: "What's going on? Did something happen to Xi Ronghua?"

Zihan's eyes were evasive, and she took a few steps back suddenly, then shook her head: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...I don't feel well."

"She came to this palace to provoke her this morning, so why is there any discomfort?" Han Yumin's eyes widened, which startled Zihan, "Your master came to this palace this morning, You don't know or what?"

"Slave..."

"Do you want to continue lying?" Han Yumin rolled his eyes.

Jiang Meng turned his head to look at her: "You didn't tell me just now that Xi Ronghua went to look for you."

"Xi Ronghua came to look for my concubine early in the morning, and said a lot of unpleasant things. I didn't plan to tell the emperor about this matter. I was afraid that the emperor would worry."

While speaking, he also gagged his mouth.

Jiang Meng gritted his teeth, it seemed that he was really angry, and then he took a step forward: "I'll go in and have a look."

"emperor!"

Zihan suddenly stretched out his arms, stood in front of Jiang Meng, bit his lips, and said, "Your Majesty, my master is not feeling well today. I told my concubines while I was sleeping that no one who comes can go in. Your Majesty... poor man." Poor servant."

Han Yumin secretly clenched his fist.

What kind of medicine is this Qin Yumo selling in the gourd?
As she thought about it, she suddenly felt a little worried and wanted to go in, but in her heart, there seemed to be another small voice telling her, that's it, let's stop here.

"Why is she uncomfortable? Yu Guiji said just now that your master went to the Yulan Pavilion to provoke him this morning. Even if he found Fenghan, he didn't come so fast, did he?"

Jiang Meng sneered, staring at Zihan with his mouth crooked.

Zihan shivered.

At this moment, it seemed that the last psychological defense line had collapsed. Her lips were trembling, and she dared not speak. She just continued to open her arms, maintaining the posture just now, but her legs began to tremble slightly.

Jiang Meng also stretched out his hand, and pushed Zihan aside. This action was probably a bit rude. Zihan hid silently, lowered his head without saying a word, raised his eyes quietly from time to time, and glanced at him. He glanced at Jiang Meng, and then continued to shrink back a little.

It seems that Zihan has given up.

At this time, Han Yumin's heart beat a small drum, she bit her lower lip, and pulled Jiang Meng's sleeve.

"how?"

"In case Xi Ronghua...is really uncomfortable, won't we disturb others' cleanliness if we go there now?"

Han Yumin asked tentatively, and then glanced at Zihan, "Tell me, what happened to your master, and when did you get the cold?"

"Actually...actually, the servant doesn't know either. The servant only knows that this morning, when the master came back from the empress, something was wrong. He fell on the bed as soon as he entered the door. Later...about noon, he went out again. It seems to be already sick." Zihan lowered his head and said embarrassingly, "The master fell asleep and told the slaves that no one can go in, otherwise...the slaves will look good."

Speaking of this, Zihan was so anxious that she was about to cry, her face was mournful, and even her voice was a little choked up.

Han Yumin's head became even more chaotic.

All of this is consistent with what she guessed.

but!

But... She always felt that something was wrong, all of this was going too smoothly, and she always felt that Qin Yumo would not be so stupid.

Not so stupid, really left such obvious traces, waiting for the emperor to break in directly to trouble her...

Thinking of this, Han Yumin couldn't help but want to bite her own tongue - they should have come directly to Qingyu Pavilion from the very beginning, they saw kung fu from other concubines, Qin Yumo was enough to do some preparations, for example, wait After all this happened, Han Yumin was dealt a heavy blow.

If they just broke in like this... what would happen? Now, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Can't go in.

There was a small voice in my heart that said so firmly.

It's just... Looking at Jiang Meng again, he was already angry, as if he was about to open the door and rush in immediately.

No way... Qin Yumo's trick, the emperor's thoughts are not so delicate, but she can't get into this trick!

So, he suddenly grabbed Jiang Meng's hand: "Your Majesty, let's go back."

"Don't you want to go in and have a look?" Jiang Meng looked disbelieving.

"I think so." Han Yumin nodded obediently, "But since Xi Ronghua is not feeling well, although the concubine is also full of doubts, but...the concubine doesn't want to embarrass Miss Zihan anymore."

"You are soft-hearted!" Jiang Meng blinked, "If you soften your heart, no one will dare to stand on your head, you know? You are from the first-rank noble concubine, you have to look like an assistant to the sixth palace!"

As he was talking, he became a little angry and grabbed her violently, about to continue rushing inside.

"Your Majesty!" Han Yumin also became anxious. At this moment, she stopped him abruptly, "Your Majesty, my concubine was also a servant..."

Jiang Meng stopped suddenly.

"Your majesty, the servants and concubines are also slaves, so there is nothing wrong with Miss Zihan protecting the master."

"..."

"Look at how anxious and pitiful she is. The concubine suddenly doesn't want to embarrass her anymore, so let's go." Han Yumin continued to test, but she was no longer so panicked, and suddenly seemed to have a little chance of winning, " The answer the emperor wants to get is already clear in my heart, isn't it?"

"..."

"So, what are we going to do? We already know it well."

Han Yumin whispered, holding his fingers pitifully, like a little girl who made a mistake.

Yes, if you don't go in, I can let the emperor know your thoughts.

Now that it looks like this, who knows what it will be like if it goes in?

I won't fight a battle I'm not sure about!Han Yumin thought in her heart - if she didn't go in, the emperor would continue to be suspicious, wouldn't it be better?

Then just stop him and don't let him in.

Sure enough, he probably mentioned that he had been a slave, which touched the softer part of Jiang Meng's heart. He was no longer in a hurry, and his tightly knit brows gradually relaxed.

Han Yumin's heart also gradually let go.

Then, he looked at Jianmeng and smiled slightly: "In that case, let's go back."

"kindness."

"You should be hungry. Let the small kitchen make more delicious food for you, okay?"

Han Yumin grinned and smiled: "Okay."

Immediately, the two turned around and left.

Zihan, who was dumbfounded, was left behind, his eyes widened in the wind, and he murmured: "It's over..."

(End of this chapter)