Your Majesty, Empress Is Escaping

"Dear General, according to what you said, this Flying Flower Pavilion will belong to you from now on."

In less than half an hour, Ink Yan, who had finished escorting Murong Yu Die, was brought back by the butler to Molda's courtyard. She followed the paved road and found a five meter tall building on the left, climbing all the way to the top in one breath.

What entered his sight was a wall that was painted pink, it was so clean that he couldn't even find a speck of grey. The space within and outside of the thirty square meters was simply divided into two rooms. The furniture was made of bamboo and had only been painted on the surface. Matching plain colors is neither eye-catching nor timely. The papered window was facing south, propped up by a small stick, revealing the small moon gate hidden by the golden camellia flowers.

Sigh, Ink Yan was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the barbarian-like Molda would have such aesthetic taste. Can you arrange such a place for your subordinates?

The butler silently took in Ink Yan's satisfaction, saying it was good as long as you like her, and then raised his hands to pat her.

Clap, clap, clap. Soon after, six maids entered through the door frame decorated with green bamboo. They were no more than 17 years old, and all of them wore double crescents and sky-blue sleeveless skirts. Each of them carried a tray and stood in a row of blessings. Their voices were mixed with sweet water, causing one's heart to tremble.

"Lord 49."

Not only was Ink Yan amazed this time! He couldn't even shut up while pointing at the maid.

"Butler, what's going on? I don't remember what I did for General Morda. "

"Haha, the housekeeper, thinking that the forty-nine people who came today were indeed well-informed, and that they knew the principle of not accepting service without merit, bowed their heads and calmly explained it to him." These are just gifts from General Mordor. "

The implication was that if you still had any sense of shame, you should know how to repay Molda's love!

However, how could Inkyan, who already knew what Morda was, so easily declare her loyalty? She reached into her pocket, took out a few silver ingots and stuffed them into the butler's hands.

"Butler, thank you very much for sending the message for the general. These things were all small intentions of 49. "I hope that the steward can accept it and speak up for me in front of the general."

The butler opened his mouth in a shriveled manner. Astonishment flashed across his dehydrated eyes.

49 Should be a transparent person. He knew exactly what the general wanted. Why did he choose a crappy way that everyone else would use in the end to repay him? Should he mention it to the general when he returned?

Just say, "Today's 49 is a bit strange?"

Ink Yan, who had been paying attention to the butler's expression, stretched her hand into her clothes again and took out a silk bag. She opened the bag and pointed at the palm of the housekeeper's hand, pouring something out.

"Housekeeper, 49 is new here, and he doesn't know any rules. If there is anything that you are wrong with, please teach me more! "

The steward followed his movements, lowering his head. All he could see were the eight hearts and eight arrows of gems. Red pigeon blood, clear green watermelon green Imperial Jade Seal, deep green Ancestral Mother Green...

A total of eight pigeon egg-sized gems appeared in the steward's hand. The cold feeling from the gem reminded the old man that it was not a dream.

"I, this …" The butler swallowed hard, "Do you know that this is a bribe, and that I can report it to you?"

Ink Yan's vision suddenly turned deep, and she asked with a smile that was not a smile.

"Didn't the butler hear about what happened to Young Master Xian?" If it was not for the fact that the general was standing on my side, why would the noble young master kneel in front of others? "

The steward was stunned! She stared straight at Ink Yan as if she was looking at a monster that had suddenly popped out of nowhere. After a long time, she sighed and said, "That's not what I meant."

"I just want to say that this kind of thing would not look good to us on the surface." With that, he took the initiative to place the gem in his hand back into the small bag, put it into his sleeve, then bowed respectfully towards Ink Yan, saying that he had the heart to say it. The general would definitely feel your sincere loyalty, so he turned his head to excuse himself, leaving his servant girl behind and left.