Joan was worried that her master would be jealous because of this sudden pity, and she wanted to drive people away all the time.

But it's Bai Lian who brought it by the Emperor himself Stop it!

Even if it looks like the White Princess of the past? This white Lian, can't have white noble concubine that bearing, whole body small family spirit don't say, a pair of eyes, a see is a restless.

Now the empress's amnesia hasn't recovered yet. She can't let some foxy girls take advantage of the opportunity.

With a beautiful concubine, it's a headache. How can I have another one?

Thinking about this, Joan became more and more impolite and said to Bai Lian in a cool voice, "well, I'm waiting for you in this room. Go out first."

Smell speech, white Lian facial expression suddenly a stiff.

Then he dropped his eyes and eyebrows, and said, "sister Joan, is..."

"Who is your sister? Don't yell

Maybe she was used to Joan's close loyalty and docility when she was in front of her. At this moment, Zhao Wanxi was surprised to see her so clever.

Just look at her that pair of teeth and claws appearance, and is not laughing and crying, take the initiative to bail out for Bai Lian.

"Well, I asked her to come and talk. I don't blame her. But at this time, is it time for baozi to get up? Joan, why don't you go and have a look? "

On hearing this, Joan suddenly realized, "yes, Princess Lanxi just sent someone to tell her that when her highness woke up, she would take her to the Hehuan hall to feed her. She was so confused that she almost forgot. I guess your highness is about to wake up. I'll go and have a look. "

She said she was going. She offered the tea cup to Zhao Wanxi's desk. Joan fufu turned and walked out.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and glared at Bai Lian with warning, then he left at ease.

From the beginning to the end, Bai Lian didn't have any extra reaction, just stood there in fear. Even if Joan stares at her, she doesn't dare to resist. She still smiles.

It's different from the way I came to Qionghua Palace at the beginning of that day.

Quietly looking at each other's reaction, Zhao Wanxi raised her hand to drink a cup of tea, then began to speak with a smile, pointing to the stool with her eyes, indicating Bai Lian.

"Sit down."

I don't know whether I was surprised by Zhao Wanxi's completely different kind attitude from Joan's, or I really felt that I didn't deserve it. When I heard this, Bai Lian was humble.

He didn't dare to stand up straight, so he said in a busy voice: "I dare not. What's your instruction, but please teach me. I'm very lucky to stand and listen to your instruction."

Open mouth is a slave, close mouth is a slave, although these palace people around also talk like this, just the same claim, from Bai Lian's mouth, but LengSheng changed a taste.

Bearing the impatience in her heart, Zhao Wanxi did not continue to be polite to her. She said frankly, "since you live in the side hall of Qionghua palace, you should be regarded as a half master. It's not your turn to do such rough work."

"I dare not. It's my good fortune to serve my mother. Please don't drive me away!"

Zhao Wanxi didn't finish her words, but it was just a pause in the middle of the tone. Before she added the following content, Bai Lian knelt down with a "Putong".

He even kowtowed several heads, raised his eyes and prayed, and the big tears rolled down.

I can't help but feel sorry for that sad and moving appearance.