Lin Jingyu was completely desperate this time.

He is still the humble "she", not the noble and noble.

Looking at the petite palace maid in the mirror, her appearance was only average, with a pitiful look, and there seemed to be a little familiar between her eyebrows and eyes.

There are thousands of palace maids of this kind in his harem, and there are even more beautiful than "her". For example, Fan Dai, Zi Yuan, and the dowry maids brought by several concubines from their homes. And they are all his women.

Once was.

But now, they are all ‘his’ women, including ‘her’ themselves…

He didn't know how to describe the shock and grief and helplessness in his heart.

I went to various palaces to deliver clothes early this morning. I washed and dried the palace maid's clothes that I had smoked overnight in the incense room. Then, I met someone on the way-

Looking at the bright yellow robe, Lin Jingyu almost fainted.

What's worse is that "she" did not really faint, but just stood there stupidly, looking at "him" for a moment. "she" has never kneeled down to anyone since she woke up, because "she" is not qualified to face the concubines. Her daily work is temporarily repeated to hand over and change clothes with the palace maids and eunuchs in each palace, and she always goes to the side door.

However, Lin Jingyu has a habit of choosing a garden path he had walked in the past, rather than a side path opened for the palace people. Because there are many trees on such a path, there is no need to bask in the sun, and the scenery is also good. Therefore, it is inevitable to encounter a dragon body that lacks his soul but still walks. This tree-lined path is the only way for the emperor to return to Zhengyang Palace after he goes to court...

Kneel, or not?

It seems that kneeling down on her own will not suffer any loss. But, I am very unwilling to accept it! Who is the one who occupies that body? Will it be the humble little palace maid Jingyue? What would she use her own body to do?

Just as Lin Jingyu was hesitating, Zi Yuan angrily scolded: "Rareless! Which palace are you from? You are so bold that you didn't kneel down to salute when you saw the emperor?"

Lin Jingyu trembled his lips and couldn't speak, but his body was still standing straight. Except for his father, he had never even kneeled down. Zi Yuan was his loyal servant. He used to be. Now, he scolded himself for a guy with a look... For a moment, Lin Jingyu felt mixed feelings and did not respond to her anger. He just stood there with a confused look on his face, at a loss.

*******

I looked at the absent-minded palace maid in front of me and couldn't help but frown. I felt a little familiar...

"What's your name?" I'm sure I've seen her somewhere.

Lin Jingyu was stunned and replied subconsciously:

"Jing(Yu)--" As soon as he said that, the word "Yu" was choked in his throat.

"Jingyue." "She" looked away and covered up the panic in her heart.

"Jingyue?" seems to have heard of the name.

I glanced at her inadvertently and found that she was still staring at me stupidly without any hesitation. Her bright eyes were full of complex colors. Look at this, could it be that the little whale was the little wolf? When did the wolf provoke this palace maid, and it ended up abandoning it again.

I was a little embarrassed and waved my hand, "Forget it, go back."

The palace maid immediately came to her senses, responded quietly, and quickly left from the other road.

"Emperor——" Zi Yuan looked at the direction of the palace maid leaving and spoke tentatively.

I have a slight jaw.

"Investigate her identity clearly, and I need to know the actual information before the evening." After giving the instructions expressionlessly, I continued to walk forward.

Although I was full of curiosity about this bold and rude palace maid, I could not show too much concern for her on the surface. It would only cause her trouble...

*******

Lin Jingyu walked back to the washing clothes bureau in panic. As soon as he entered the yard, he was scolded by Ma Ma Zhao.

"You damn girl! Where have you been lazy? It will take half a day to send these clothes?"

"Hmph, I think she is just looking for a place to have an affair with someone else! Just like her master!" The palace maid named Chunni always opposes 'her' and sarcastically sarcastically.

Lin Jingyu sighed.

It has been two days since he woke up, and there were three people in the same room with him. Chunni is the most unkind. I don’t know where this palace maid named Jingyue provoked her. Chunni would spread rumors and say “her” in front of the nanny every day. Although the nanny didn’t like her, she didn’t make too much trouble. In addition, she had just recovered from a serious illness and issued an “Emperor’s Imperial Imperial”, and it wouldn’t be his turn to do such a heavy work as washing clothes. But what if he gets better?

Lin Jingyu looked at the thin calluses in his palm and couldn't help but bent his fingers and clenched them into fists.

You can't stay here any longer, you must find an opportunity to contact Zhou Quan! Even if an unknown soul has an unknown soul on his dragon body, there are many things that fake emperor may not know!

For example - code. He and Zhou Quan agreed on the code used to contact us in an emergency, and it is impossible for a second person to know about it!

But how to contact Zhouquan...

Lin Jingyu fell into deep thought and turned a blind eye to Chunni's sarcasm and the gloomy face of the nanny. He turned around and entered the room, closed the door, and isolated all the sounds outside. He should have been bedridden by the doctor's instructions these days, but he saw that the new laundry palace maids were indeed not familiar with the situation in the palace, so he kindly went to various palaces with them and found some news. The final conclusion was that except for him and the fake emperor, everything in the harem seemed normal.

I thought that the fake emperor would be eager to recruit those beautiful concubines to bed, or they would call the singer and maki to hang out in the palace and have some lewdness. He had already made plans to send the concubines who had been defiled by the fake emperor out of the palace in the future. Unexpectedly, in the past two days, the Xibei goods had not flipped the cards and had not flirted with the concubines? Is he disdainful or unwilling to? Or - can't?

Thinking of the last point, Lin Jingyu couldn't help but shivered. Since he had been a palace maid, what about the soul of that palace maid? According to the truth, he could also be a dragon body!

Recalling the tall image of a bright yellow dragon robe standing in front of him without anger, he wanted to retreat. It was obviously his own body, but why was his momentum so amazing? The inquiring eyes, sharp eyes, cold voice, tolerant demeanor, and every move showed his good upbringing and style.

But, does a palace maid have that momentum?

…………

*******

Zhengyang Palace.

While eating, I asked in a depressed manner: "Are you sure that Jingyue is Miss Yunyue's maid?"

Zi Yuan replied respectfully: "Go back to Your Majesty. That's true."

"Then why did she get to the washing clothes bureau?"

Fandai added on the side: "Because after the emperor's wedding, the girl Jingyue kept mourning for Concubine Yun for three days. After that, she had no intention of the emperor or other concubines, and she had no relatives and no reason in this palace. She was asked to report to the Interior Office, and the nanny arranged her to the washing machine to take the opportunity to arrange her to the washing machine."

Typical bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. Flowers and plants without a master are only trampled. The little whale cannot protect its women and has never taken the matter of a little girl to heart. What else can I do? I can't let me help him clean up everything! Maybe I will settle this month today, and next time there will be Feng and Snow Girl, so should I help him arrange it one by one and take good care of it? I am not suitable to arrange these delicate flowers around me now...

Forget it, everyone has their own destiny. Since she has entered the palace, this is the life path she will take in the future, so I should not interfere.

I lowered my eyes and shook my spoon gently, remained silent, and continued to enjoy a sumptuous dinner. But I suddenly remembered the memorial I received during the morning court today.

"The Yellow River floods the rainy season all year round, flooding farmland, destroying houses, and displaces people. After the disaster, the epidemic is spreading, causing a large number of casualties and property losses every few years, which makes me very sad. Now is the slack season, and the autumn is clear and cool, which is a great time to build water conservancy. I beg Your Majesty to approve the report and allocate silver from the national treasury to rebuild and strengthen the river bank embankment to benefit the people and benefit the descendants and generations!..."

The history of river supervision, which is not afraid of death, probably sang the opposite tune with Liu Xiang? When I read the memorial in the hall, I knew it when I saw Uncle Liu's constipated expression.
Chapter completed!