As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

Madam Lu has been making a living in brothels since she was a child. She is very good at talking and if she really wants to please someone, she can say a lot of things.

Soon she started talking to the Crown Princess. She spun lightly, and her uniform palace maid costume also became more lively. "…At that time, I had a dance contest with the previous courtesan, and won thoroughly. From now on, I am the new courtesan!"

She smiled brightly and freely, not hiding her past at all, nor did she play the victim to attract sympathy.

Madam Lu looked at the Crown Princess, who was sitting on a wide chair with a snow-white cat in her arms. She stroked her palm, and her bright red nail polish was more conspicuous against her white skin. Her gorgeous face was filled with praise, pure praise.

In fact, Madam Lu would rather understand it as a kind of tolerance, silently tolerating her.

The Crown Princess said with regret, "I really want to witness that dance with my own eyes. It must be very beautiful."

"Crown Princess, this is very simple." Xiao Ye called out to the outside, "Come in!"

Four musicians came in, bowed with lowered eyebrows, and saluted, "Your servants pay their respects to the Crown Princess!"

They all held musical instruments in their hands, obviously they came prepared.

He Yue chuckled, "Did Eunuch Xiao Ye plan this?"

Xiao Liu is a very greedy cat. He puts his tail up and down and starts to beg for food, "Meow~ Meow~"

"Xiaohong." He Yue shifted his gaze to Xiaoliu and handed it to Xiaohong to take away to feed.

Xiao Liu has definitely gained weight. She was originally 'cute and lovely', but now she looks 'immense'.

"How can a servant predict accurately?" Xiao Ye bent down further, with a flattering smile on her delicate face, "As a servant, I always have to consider more. Madam Lu is good at dancing. The Crown Princess summoned her, so of course I have to prepare musicians!"

He Yue felt emotional, as expected of Xiao Guanzi, he is just as likable.

She looked at Xiao Ye with tacit approval, and Xiao Ye understood what she meant, and asked Madam Lu beside her, "What song would you like to play, Miss Lu?"

Madam Lu thought for a while and replied, "Just wait until the wind stops."

Xiao Ye Zi did not discuss this matter with Madam Lu in advance, but this kind of truth is what she wanted. She could act appropriately, but not excessively.

The musicians took orders and began to play the flute and the piano.

Madam Lu twirled her body to the music, gracefully and full of life, and when she raised her hands and turned them, it was like a slowly flowing painting.

This was not the dance she had performed in competition with the courtesan. That dance was too frivolous and seductive, and not suitable to be performed in front of the Crown Princess. If she dared to dance, the palace servants present would definitely pull her down!

He Yue didn't know what was going on. She subconsciously connected completely unrelated things together.

She thought of Chi Jue and the bamboo moon-colored brocade clothes that fell to the ground. Her usually calm heart was filled with endless ripples that spread outward.

Although she was quite drunk at that time, she still clearly remembered what he said, "Yueyue, I will love you forever."

This should be a very empty and unreliable sentence, which can be said by any couple when they are in love, but it does not prevent them from being resentful when their relationship breaks down in the future.

But there was a stubborn and crazy love in Chijue's eyes. When he said this, it was as if he was drawing out the love dripping from his veins and showing it to her, so hot that it burned her skin and her soul.

After Madam Lu finished dancing, He Yue praised her a few words, "Very beautiful, very elegant."

Madam Lu knew that she had not messed up, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

The Crown Princess asked her to stay and talk for a few more words, and finally said, "Xiao Ye, please take care of Madam Lu."

This is not just a simple sentence, it symbolizes Madam Lu's climb to heaven.

When they got out of the backyard, Madam Lu immediately collapsed and leaned on the pillar of the corridor. Her back was already wet, and she rubbed her chest tremblingly. "I was scared to death!"

She was holding her breath and pretending to be calm in front of the Crown Princess, but in fact she was very scared.

No matter how gentle the Crown Princess may be when she is surrounded by palace servants, she herself symbolizes an authority that has the power of life and death, and her future destiny is in her hands.

Xiao Ye Zi came out with the musicians. Seeing her like this, he did not mock her. Instead, he was much more gentle than at the beginning. "Miss Lu did a great job. We were not wrong about you."

After that, he led the people away, and Madam Lu remained motionless to catch her breath. During this time, she saw the eunuch who had followed Xiao Ye before walking through the corridor and passed by her. She was sure that she smelled blood!

She closed her eyes and let the sweat drip down her forehead. The master's family was too rich and prosperous, and it turned out to be a dangerous place!

Be careful with your words and actions! Be careful with your words and actions! The Crown Princess has some good intentions towards her, and she will definitely be able to leave the imperial manor smoothly after the twentieth.

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Today He Yue returned to Changxin Hall of the Eastern Palace earlier than usual, and Ning Rushong returned to the main hall after handling government affairs.

I found He Yue fiddling with some clothes on the table.

He glanced a few times and saw that they were all light blue, sky blue, white blue and bamboo moon blue.

Yueyue smiled at him, her tone hiding tenderness, "Chijue, you come and try."

She stood in front of the desk, like a warm sunset, softening Ning Rushong's fatigue from government affairs.

The beauty is waiting for the emperor to come, the bride is waiting for the groom to return, and the word "Chi Jue" touched Ning Rushong's heart far more than the word "Your Highness".