Abandoned and Reborn: Diary of a Concubine's Revenge

"Don't worry about it. Just catch some worms and feed them to them. Don't waste time here." Ye Qingmei knew that they didn't have to tell them. Anyway, there are people from Jin Yiwei here. It's not a big deal. If you check slowly, you can always find something.

Clues.

Manager Mo looked at everyone with pity, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, "Girl, how about...?"

"Mo Guanshi, are you a Bodhisattva?" Ye Qingmei stopped Mo Guanshi at the end of his words, "If you feel sorry, you can use your kindness where it can be used. These people must not be needed."

Mo Guanshi sighed, there was nothing he could do.

I can only watch these people being devoured by those unknown little bugs, one after another, disgusting and terrifying.

With the last person left, Ye Qingmei winked at Manager Mo. He had been silent and didn't say a word. It was precisely this that made Ye Qingmei suspicious.

Either he is really a good person, or he has resigned himself to his fate.

As soon as the acupuncture point was opened, the man let out a long sigh, and his teeth couldn't help but chatter.

No matter how strong a person is, he will have such a normal reaction after being frozen in cold water for so long.

"Give him a sip of hot tea." Ye Qingmei sat on the chair and looked at the man in front of her upright. He entered the Ye Mansion in the same period as Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo became the official because he was valued by Mr. Ye.

Ye Shangshu's personal manager, and because he is not good at words and does not like to socialize, he has been guarding the family temple since fifteen years ago.

After he took care of his family temple, he took good care of it. The flowers and plants were repaired in time, and the roof never leaked again. Such a person, alone, had no children, no friends, and no woman.

, lived an ascetic life for fifteen years.

"Drink something." Manager Mo couldn't bear it. After all, he was Pan An's only friend these years. Sometimes, if he had something unhappy, he would go to his family temple to have a few drinks with him.

.

Most of the time, he was talking to himself. He didn't drink or chat with her. He just sat quietly under the bamboo forest and looked at the land under his feet.

Pan An couldn't wait to take it and drank it in one gulp. It was an extremely strong wine, spicy and pungent, and it stretched the pores all over his body, making it extremely comfortable.

"Shrew!"

Pan An regained some energy and shouted loudly, "This is the first time I have seen such a shrew like you!"

"Let's get down to business." Ye Qingmei touched the bracelet on her wrist. She hated beating around the bush.

Manager Mo glanced at Pan An and said, "Old Pan, I don't believe you are..."

"No, I am." Pan An continued without blinking, "My allegiance is not to Ye Shangshu, but to the Holy One in the palace."

Pan An's words surprised Governor Mo. Does Ye Shangshu know that he is loyal to the Holy Emperor?

Ye Shangshu must not know about it. If he knew, how could his name be there?

"So?" Ye Qingmei asked softly, what about being loyal to the Holy Emperor? Ye Qingmei knew clearly that all emperors have several common problems. They like to hold power in their own hands and also like to watch the people below them.

Competing for favor, whether it is a woman or a courtier, prefers to place some of his own people into other people's houses in order to keep track of the courtier's movements, so as to obtain first-hand information. "Don't interfere, just catch a few worms and feed them to them.

Don't waste time here." Ye Qingmei knew that they didn't have to tell them, anyway, there are people from Jin Yiwei here, no big deal, if you check slowly, you can always find some clues.

Manager Mo looked at everyone with pity, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, "Girl, how about...?"

"Mo Guanshi, are you a Bodhisattva?" Ye Qingmei stopped Mo Guanshi at the end of his words, "If you feel sorry, you can use your kindness where it can be used. These people must not be needed."

Mo Guanshi sighed, there was nothing he could do.

I can only watch these people being devoured by those unknown little bugs, one after another, disgusting and terrifying.

With the last person left, Ye Qingmei winked at Manager Mo. He had been silent and didn't say a word. It was precisely this that made Ye Qingmei suspicious.

Either he is really a good person, or he has resigned himself to his fate.

As soon as the acupuncture point was opened, the man let out a long sigh, and his teeth couldn't help but chatter.

No matter how strong a person is, he will have such a normal reaction after being frozen in cold water for so long.

"Give him a sip of hot tea." Ye Qingmei sat on the chair and looked at the man in front of her upright. He entered the Ye Mansion in the same period as Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo became the official because he was valued by Mr. Ye.

Ye Shangshu's personal manager, and because he is not good at words and does not like to socialize, he has been guarding the family temple since fifteen years ago.

After he took care of his family temple, he took good care of it. The flowers and plants were repaired in time, and the roof never leaked again. Such a person, alone, had no children, no friends, and no woman.

, lived an ascetic life for fifteen years.

"Drink something." Manager Mo couldn't bear it. After all, he was Pan An's only friend these years. Sometimes, if he had something unhappy, he would go to his family temple to have a few drinks with him.

.

Most of the time, he was talking to himself. He didn't drink or chat with her. He just sat quietly under the bamboo forest and looked at the land under his feet.

Pan An couldn't wait to take it and drank it in one gulp. It was an extremely strong wine, spicy and pungent, and it stretched the pores all over his body, making it extremely comfortable.

"Shrew!"

Pan An regained some energy and shouted loudly, "This is the first time I have seen such a shrew like you!"

"Let's get down to business." Ye Qingmei touched the bracelet on her wrist. She hated beating around the bush.

Manager Mo glanced at Pan An and said, "Old Pan, I don't believe you are..."

"No, I am." Pan An continued without blinking, "My allegiance is not to Ye Shangshu, but to the Holy One in the palace."

Pan An's words surprised Governor Mo. Does Ye Shangshu know that he is loyal to the Holy Emperor?

Ye Shangshu must not know about it. If he knew, how could his name be there?

"So?" Ye Qingmei asked softly, what about being loyal to the Holy Emperor? Ye Qingmei knew clearly that all emperors have several common problems. They like to hold power in their own hands and also like to watch the people below them.

Competing for favor, whether it is a woman or a courtier, prefers to keep track of the courtier's movements and place some of his own people into other people's houses to facilitate the acquisition of first-hand information.