Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Three poles in the sun, in the luxurious main hall of Yongning Palace, the tables are full of delicacies, golden cups and golden bowls. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: www.sto123.cc网o

When the imperial concubine Wan Yuyao returned to the palace from the Koi Lake, she was served by the palace servants to remove the heavy chicken blood and stone noodles between her temples, and put on simple yet gorgeous palace costumes. The posture and money fell on the main position. Zhang Shi's eunuch, Ren's father-in-law, accompanied the banquet, with a flattering smile, and eagerly served wine and vegetables for the empress.

The door curtain was raised, and the maidservant in pink jacket and yellow shirt came in from outside, holding a cup of steaming wing porridge in her hand, her coquettish face with a full smile, and her figure was so beautiful and charming.

Even though the red and blue scars on his swollen little face have not disappeared, his mental outlook is different from the bitter cry of the person in the water pavilion at the previous moment.

She is Xi'er, her real body, that is, Tu Muxue who was sent into the palace by Minglan after changing her face with Gu Yunxi.

Holding the lacquered red tray in his hand, Tu Muxue nodded and walked to the side of a table, with a light voice:

"Enjoy Niang Niang, the last wing porridge has just come out of the pot, and the maidservant has dried it to the best temperature. Niang Niang please use it."

Bending humblely, the girl gently placed the enamel white jade bowl by Wan Yuyao's hand, showing a decent manner.

Li Hu immediately stepped forward, tried it with a silver hairpin, and returned to the place where there was nothing unusual.

Wan Yuyao's tired eyes looked down into the bowl, and she saw a piece of glutinous white and fragrant soup stirred with green and red, and when she lifted her nose, she could smell the sweetness of seafood, and then her eyes brightened.

I tried the elegant bowl, and the woman raised her eyebrows and admired:

"Well, fresh and refreshing, the fruit is beautiful. Xi'er, your craftsmanship is good."

The girl whose misty eyes were as light as filaments, squinting at her face without a beard, saw many bruises on her beautiful face, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she seemed to have a faintly comfortable smile.

After dropping the bowl immediately, Wan Yuyao pulled the girl's arm, twisted her five fingers, and rolled up her pink sleeves.

Tu Muxue's eyebrows and eyelashes were slightly still, without any resistance.

Gazing at the dense red dots on a delicate forearm, the woman's eyes waved openly, and she cast a smile on the girl's submissive face.

"Hey, those eunuchs have always had black hands, and my palace knows it's hard for you to see these scars. Lihu, go get Jinchuang safflower oil from my palace. o"

Tu Muxue looked shocked, and the next moment she bent her knees, bowed her eyebrows and nodded:

"The maidservant is grateful for her compassionate love, but Xi'er, for the sake of the overall situation, implore her to take her back and die."

The girl followed Gu Flute for many years, just to send Gu Yunxi into the palace smoothly, she accepted Gu Flute's arrangement without hesitation, and exchanged faces and identities with Gu Yunxi.

The hidden mountain was defeated, and the East Factory wiped out the Gu Flute in the imperial tomb in one fell swoop. In order to take revenge and capture the picture again, Tu Muxue personally entered the palace in the name of Gu Yunxi, waiting for the opportunity.

Right now was the initial stage of her cooperation with Wan Yuyao. By intuition, Tu Muxue understood that although Wan Yuyao was using her, he would not fully believe in her.

I just said that giving medicine is nothing more than temptation. The imperial concubine just wanted to see if the girl who was given the name "Xi'er" sincerely came here for revenge, and whether she has the ability and perseverance to help her get rid of the thorns in her harem.

Of course, Tu Muxue's next performance made Wan Yuyao very satisfied, and her tight heartstrings eased slightly at this moment.

Wan Yuyao pushed the boat back to Lihu, her eyes came to face her leisurely, and then she turned her head, three-pointed cold smile on the rose lips, cold and cold, silently cast her hand on the girl’s arm, and personally dropped her hand. Helped up.

The girl's face was not half panicked, and her calm and calm expression seemed to put her identity outside the people of Yongning Palace, and she should have received such courtesy from the lord of the first palace.

"My palace really loves you, sincerely giving medicine to heal you, how can you refuse my palace?"

Tu Muxue's refined eyebrows raised slightly, and the corners of her pink lips curled up with a cool arc:

"Niang Niang, Xi'er and Niang Niang worked together to stage a bitter trick and deceived Concubine Yu. I believe she will do something in the future. The things in Niang Niang's palace have always been the best. If you want to come to Jinchuang red oil, it is a panacea. It’s going to fall short, and you can’t hide it from them if you hurt well."

Wan Yuyao's brows and eyes were burning straight at the girl, and she curled the corners of her lips in a moment, pulling out a satisfied smile.

Holding the jade chopsticks and savoring the dish, the woman nodded:

"Yes, it's your thoughtfulness in the end, which shows that you can entrust an important task."

Tu Muxue lowered her eyebrows and folded her hands, and her soft voice revealed her determination:

"The slave servant Xie Niangniang praised her, and the slave servant entered the palace with a sinful body to accept her, and she was determined to avenge her family teacher. o As long as the vengeance is avenged, Xi'er will let the mother and daughter go down, and there will be no complaints about killing or killing!"

Wan Yuyao's red lips are pursed, her eyeliner is flying:

"Don't worry, you know how to do things so well and carelessly. How can this palace tell you to die? After you get rid of your heart problems in this palace, stay by your side to serve."

"Thank you slave servant."

The girl finished talking shallowly, her eyelashes drooping, and a strange light flashed quietly under Qingming's eyes.

Tu Muxue couldn't tell when she had been in love with Gu Flute. For him, she was willing to bear the risk of face changing and the piercing pain after surgery.

Later, she learned that Gu Flute was in love with the real owner of her face, "Gu Yunxi." And she Tu Muxue is nothing more than a living vessel, she exclusively uses her own blood to provide nourishment to keep her face alive.

Tu Muxue knew that as long as Gu Yunxi was alive, Gu Flute would come back after finding the secret hidden in Kunhuang Island. Perhaps he would find a way to get Gu Yunxi back to his original face.

What was the self at that time?

Tu Muxue loves Gu flute very much, because after seeing Gu Yunxi's beautiful face, after getting her face, she crazily wants to take this face as her own forever. She wanted to try to hold Gu Yunxi's face and try to get Gu Flute's favor.

Just before being sent to the palace gate, Tu Muxue was repeatedly questioned by Ming Lan.

Considering the future plan, when facing Minglan’s question, she cleverly avoided the relationship between Gu Di and Leng Qingtang in her words, and only understated the picture of seeking Kunhuang Island, Gu Di was in A year and a half ago, someone hijacked Gu Yunxi and sent him to the palace with a change of face. After that, he was deceived by Gu Yunxi against the water.

In order to successfully get rid of Gu Yunxi, Tu Muxue also deliberately disclosed to Minglan the information that Gu Yunxi was the daughter of the late Zheng Guogong.

In Yongning Palace right now, Wan Yuyao drank half a bowl of winged congee, and then she was full of praise:

"To say that Xi'er, you are also a caring person, just to imitate Gu Yunxi, a year and a half ago, you ran around to worship famous teachers day and night to learn art. This perseverance really moved this palace.

When the girl heard her back lip curled slightly, she smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, meaning unknown:

"The slave and the maid exchanged faces with Gu Yunxi in high regard. After the exchange of identities, she was always worried. I think that Gu Yunxi's biological mother was the former head of the palace secretary's dining room, and her skills should be first-rate. Her daughter I should have some talent, but I can fix it the day after tomorrow..."

"what did you say?!"

Wan Yuyao stiffly froze on the armchair, her eyes widened suddenly and her expression was stagnant, she violently raised her hand to interrupt Tu Muxue's aggressive words:

"You just said... who is Gu Yunxi's mother?"

On the side, Zhang Shi Lihu's face was also shocked, staring at the girl without turning his eyes, listening carefully to her continue.

Twelve years ago, Wan Yuyao was still the eldest daughter in the boudoir, but he heard more than once that the **** king and his wife talked about the past of Zheng Guogong and his continuation of Pei's. Therefore, at this moment, she knows Pei's birth well. .

Long live the spies sent to Zheng Ran's side, betraying the saint, and his only end is the dead.

The girl in front of her nodded and curled her lips, her delicate face pressed into an inch of shadow, and her unclear look was half-concealed:

"The slave servant made it clear to the governor of the Ming Dynasty early in the morning. Could it be that the governor forgot to show it to the empress?"

...

West Factory——

The white and tender fingers of his right hand pinched the melon seeds one by one, and Minglan fed the macaws in the cage while thinking thoughtfully. Too carelessly, the action of picking up the melon kernel and sending it out finally stopped halfway.

The colorful bird quickly knocked out a whole, tilted his head and stared at the owner, saw the good thing between the **** hanging in the air, and refused to stretch it out. The little guy couldn’t wait any longer and stretched his neck. The flesh-red melon came out, and a pair of wings flapped vigorously twice.

Its owner is still like a statue, and the unshakable figure makes the bird can't wait any longer, open its mouth and stretch its neck to grab the seeds between the fingers.

The pain suddenly came to light, Ming Lan screamed and eased, and then his mutilated left hand shook away, and the melon seeds in his palm fell to the ground.

An Hong leaned forward, holding the Governor’s white cat in his hand, his expression aroused distress, in every possible way:

"Oh my superintendent, are you okay, the minion will blow it to you."

Minglan subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the five fingers, and saw that the blood red on the thumb of his right hand was very eye-catching. Although the skin was not broken, the aggressive color was enough for Minglan to be shocking for a moment.

Ming Lan was so angry that he shook his broken left hand and fought the parrot in the cage.

"The little beast is really unfamiliar with feeding, so he dare to stab the governor!"

The bird frantically instigated its wings and struggled to hover, "quack" a few times, and the green feathers fell all over the ground.

Upon seeing this, An Hong expressed comfort and comfort:

"Oh, Governor, why do you have to be familiar with a furry beast. Come, the minion will give you a good rub."

After coaxing Minglan to calm down and take his seat, An Hong offered tea and tentatively asked:

"Supervisor, why have you been in trouble just now?"

Minglan's thin eyebrows burst, and her eyes are empty:

"This Governor is thinking, how much should I believe Tu Muxue's words?"

An Hong narrowed his eyes and asked:

"what do you mean……?"

"According to her account, that Gu Yunxi's life experience coincides with my guess two years ago. Gu Yunxi is indeed Zheng Ran's daughter."

"So, she is the daughter of a criminal minister, and Leng Qingtang accepts the daughter of a criminal minister, so he is also guilty!"

An Hong's sharp voice trembled with excitement, and a sly smile appeared on his delicate face.

Minglan's expression was still solemn, she got up and walked around the room twice, her eyes were misty and distorted at that moment:

"If the Gu flute wiped out by the East Factory is the Ninth Prince born in Xiyi, the first emperor and the Lan Fei, it is reasonable to kidnap Gu Yunxi a year ago. After all, the little wild cat is the orphan of his lifesaver.

But why is he so cruel to let him get into danger, changing his face and then sending him to the palace?

Also, how much does Gu Yunxi know about his identity? Leng Qingtang appeared to welcome the emperor, but secretly betrayed, and privately raised the daughter of the criminal in the Gongyuan. Why? Is it just because her mother was a friend of her back then? "

An Hong thought hard but felt his brain hurts, rubbing his temples with his fingers, his face was bitter:

"Do you think that reason can be established? Leng Qingtang, for his own sake, even his master, Supervisor Bian, did not let him go, just because Pei was the case, could he take the risk?"

Ming Lan suddenly fell silent, his face sank, his eyes were deep and far away, and the brows were slightly wrinkled, whispering to himself:

"If there is a chance, it would be better to change the faces of Gu Yunxi and Tu Muxue..."