Little tilt, dusk four seems to think of something, look gradually cold, cool voice command: "follow him, if there is any change, don't delay, quickly report!"

In the dark, no one answered, but as the voice of the fourth of the evening fell, there was another shadow in the dark, moving towards the direction of the month after month.

At the end of the account, Dushi sighed heavily and walked out.

Month by month, the situation is really worrying. Maybe the master is not wrong. If it's not for talent, if it's not for friendship

As a shadow guard, there is only one end to disobedience.

It's not easy to survive in the palace. The official women who come in have to be screened at all levels. After some adjustment, what's more, they are the common women who have no foundation at all?

Bai Lian's identity is really embarrassing.

If she really has nothing to rely on, it's just that she was brought into the palace by Leng junao himself. She was also arranged in the side hall of Qionghua palace. After all, there were many topics and discussions around her.

What's more, with Joan, the big servant girl beside the queen, her situation is even more imaginable. After all, there has never been a lack of watching dishes in this deep palace.

On this day, Qionghua palace was very busy. Because the prince Leng Yulin was praised by the Taifu, Leng junao was very happy for a moment. He rewarded a lot of things through Zhao Wanxi's teaching.

As long as the master has meat to eat, the slaves will benefit. Although Bai Lian is not a member of Qionghua palace in a strict sense, she still lives here.

And Leng Jun Ao wanted to raise too much, specially ordered someone to send a headdress.

It's just a small matter, not to mention that Zhao Wanxi doesn't care at all. Even Joan doesn't pay much attention to it. On the contrary, the maids in the palace below are not happy.

Who is more noble than Bai Liancai who has just entered the palace and whose name is not right and whose words are not right?

Why!

It's a great gift for Bai Lian to get the headdress from Leng junao himself. It's just something she holds in her hand. Before she has time to look at it carefully, she is taken away by someone.

There were three people on the other side. One of them was a little maid with slender eyebrows. Her face was sour and her speech was even more strange.

"Oh, you are so lucky. Can you still make the emperor think about it? Such a big face, but others dare not dream. Look at this face. How beautiful it is? "

Immediately after that, another round faced maid in waiting with a smile.

"Oh, who am I? What can make the emperor's eyes add up? Is it white girl? You are the distinguished guest of the masters. You are all going to be a lady. Do you still care about such things? If not, reward us slaves? "

"Even if you want this headdress, it won't be in your eyes."

Three people you a word I a, took the thing also just, between the speech also completely did not want to let go of meaning, words inside and outside of shame.

This you a speech she a language, listen to of white Lian facial expression Green Red Cross, if cry, but slant to living still can't argue.

After all, her identity and the reason for entering the palace were also embarrassing. In the end, she couldn't resist. She just prayed with a cry: "please stop talking, my sisters. I'm just like you. There's nothing special about me."