Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

hiss!

Ji Xingyao was hit so hard that she saw stars. Before she could raise her head, the eunuch whispered, "The one in front is the Princess of Southern Xinjiang. Kneel down and salute."

kneel down?

Now that Amire has not been canonized as a concubine, the maids in the palace should only perform common etiquette, such as keeping their legs together, bending their knees and lowering their heads. Why do they have to perform the kneeling ceremony?

Before Ji Xingyao could figure out what was going on, someone suddenly pulled his sleeve with great force. Ji Xingyao was caught off guard and was pulled to half-kneel on the ground.

"This is the future empress. Kneel down and bow your head." The eunuch lowered his head deeply, his voice slightly annoyed, blaming Ji Xingyao for not knowing etiquette.

Depend on!

Who does she think she is, that I should kneel down to her!!!

Ji Xingyao cursed in her heart, relying on her palace clothes to cover herself up, and stubbornly kept her left knee from touching the ground.

It was tiring to maintain this posture, but she managed to do it so that no one else could notice.

As the weather got warmer, Amire did not take the sedan chair. Instead, a group of people wore southern Xinjiang spring clothes, chattering in the obscure southern Xinjiang dialect as they walked past them.

A breeze blew by, and Ji Xingyao smelled a strange fragrance, probably a spice unique to the people of southern Xinjiang. Ji Xingyao had never smelled it in the Taifeng Dynasty.

She raised her head, ready to take a look at the woman who was about to become the queen of the Taifeng Dynasty.

At this moment, Amire suddenly stopped, looked back, and his blue eyes stared straight at Ji Xingyao.

Amire was quite tall, and his standing and kneeling posture put Ji Xingyao at a disadvantage.

"Are you Minister Xu's maid?"

Amire's Taifeng dialect is much fluent now than when he first arrived. Except for some awkward pronunciations, it is almost exactly the same as the Taifeng people.

It is undeniable that she has a good learning ability.

"Princess, I am the maid of the imperial concubine." Ji Xingyao emphasized her identity without giving in.

She just wanted Amire to know that she was Wen Yuan's.

Amire raised her chin proudly, her eyes full of contempt. She pointed at Ji Xingyao with her index finger and said, "My Mingyue Palace is just short of a maid. Why don't you come?"

Knowing that Ling'er was the palace maid that Wen Yuan had just accepted a few days ago, he started to snatch her away.

Ji Xingyao's smile remained unchanged: "The Imperial Concubine has given me the salary of a first-class palace maid. Is this acceptable to you?"

Ami's face changed. She had not yet received any imperial concubine status and was still a "guest" from afar. She was only temporarily staying in Mingyue Palace, and the palace maids were only menial maids. Not to mention first-class maids, there weren't even second-class maids.

Ji Xingyao's words undoubtedly hit Amire in the face.

Amire was indeed provoked to anger: "Just wait, when I become the queen, I will demote you to the laundry department."

Ji Xingyao rolled her eyes inwardly. What a big mouth. Opening champagne at halftime could easily lead to a disaster. What if she couldn't get that seat? If she said it now, wouldn't people be laughing?

Seeing that Ji Xingyao was not afraid at all, Amire touched his waist as usual, but found nothing.

Only then did she remember that after she whipped a slave from southern Xinjiang to death, the small whip was taken away by Li Zhao.

According to her temper, any palace maid who bumped into her should be put to death, but Taifeng Dynasty was not Southern Xinjiang. Here, there were too many rules and dogmas, and it was easy to execute a lowly slave. But she had already lost her whip and did not want to be confined by the emperor again.

Wouldn't that be like that incompetent imperial concubine Wen Yuan, unable to even take a single step out of the palace, cowardly and weak?

Amire weighed it over, stamped her feet, and left angrily. A group of people from southern Xinjiang followed her anxiously.

It can be seen that this princess from Southern Xinjiang has a bad temper. Following behind her and serving her, one must be frightened all the time.

Seeing her leave, Ji Xingyao immediately stood up straight, unwilling to squat for even half a second.

The eunuchs around him didn't dare to stand up until the people from Southern Xinjiang had gone far away.

"You are too bold. You rely on the master's favor and do not follow the rules. Sooner or later, your head will be moved."

Ji Xingyao patted her knees, brushing off the nonexistent dust. She said, "Father, please don't worry about me. People who sit on the fence are easily shaken by the wind. They should be despised, right?"