Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

The Jiagui shouted cold, and Le'er hurried around in a hurry. All their quilts were given to the young master, but the young master still shouted cold, and there was not much charcoal fire left, only the last bit in the basin, which was not helpful at all.

Le'er could only put the brazier next to the Jiagui, and twisted the quilt for her: "Don't worry, little master, the slave maid will ask why the internal affairs office hasn't sent the charcoal fire, little master, hold it up again. "

Seeing that the little lord went to sleep again unsteadily, Le Er left the room.

"Didn't you go to the House of Internal Affairs to ask about the charcoal fire this month? How did you ask? How come it hasn't come yet, and if this continues, how can the little lord's illness get better!"

The two palace ladies guarding outside lowered their heads, and Le'er was asking them, only to see the slightly fat figure squatting, and then he returned: "The people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs said that the charcoal fire will be delivered today. ."

Le'er looked at the sky that was already setting sun, and her heart became more and more irritable: "Today, today, today, see when it is now? It hasn't been delivered yet! Kunning Palace is sent to Yanxi Palace, they never Maybe even Yanxi Palace didn't send it!"

Le'er talked for a long time, and the two palace ladies were silent, like a dull gourd, making her more and more annoyed when she looked at them, and simply flung her sleeves.

"Forget it! You take good care of the little lord, I will go to the House of Internal Affairs myself!"

"Yes."

After speaking, Le'er hurriedly walked towards the house of internal affairs. As soon as he arrived at the door of the house of internal affairs, he happened to see the father-in-law coming back from a distance.

"Grandpa Liu!" She hurriedly called the man out, and saw the man in the blue robe stopped in the distance, and then hurriedly greeted him.

Then Grandpa Liu frowned, and took a look at Le'er: "Why is Le'er girl again? What are you doing today?"

"Grandpa Liu, I'm really embarrassed." Le'er was very respectful, with a close smile on his face. "It's already so late. The charcoal fire in our palace has not yet been delivered. The young master is still seriously ill. The servants are really relieved. No, so I came to ask, when will the charcoal fire in our palace be delivered?"

As soon as she said this, Grandpa Liu looked at her with an unreasonable expression, and his voice rose a little higher: "What did you say? Didn't send it?"

"Ah, yes... yes." Le'er was taken aback by his reaction.

"How is it possible!" Liu Gonggong retorted, "The charcoal fire of your little lord, it was delivered with the imperial concubine! It's just that the imperial concubine empathizes with us, let us send it to the people in other palaces first, saying that it will Send it to your little lord in person, now you come to ask my father-in-law for charcoal fire, do you want to swallow a double share?"

"The concubine empress?" Le'er was stunned and began to doubt her ears. She asked two more uncertainly: "Gonggong Liu is serious? But we did not receive the charcoal fire!"

"Is the noble concubine still swallowing your things? If you haven't received it, why don't you wait a little longer!" Having said that, Grandpa Liu was too lazy to spend more time talking with her, and pushed her impatiently. On the one hand, "Oh, go away and go away, there are no things left, and go to the noble concubine by yourself! Once the things from the House of Internal Affairs are delivered, they will not be under the control of the House of Internal Affairs!"

"Hey, it's not... Grandpa Liu wait a minute!"

Le'er still wanted to pull Grandpa Liu to ask to understand, but the man hurried away, not even leaving her a corner of his clothes.

Seeing the busy people in the Internal Affairs Office, she was a little bit depressed for a while, and she didn't know who to ask.

The charcoal fire fell into Du Guifei's hands. Can I come back?

But the little lord is still sick right now, if there weren’t those charcoal fires, I’m afraid...

Le'er hesitated for a long time, thinking that her little master was still waiting for her to take the charcoal fire back, eventually gritted her teeth and decided to take a gamble.

Dignified concubine, it's impossible to dominate a noble person's things, right?

Le'er walked back to Yanxi Palace in a hurry, and Du Qingheng was about to have dinner. He heard someone announce that Le'er around Jiagui was here, and she knew why she had come without even thinking about it.

"Let her in."

Le'er quickly stepped into Du Qingheng's bedroom. At that time, Du Qingheng had the dinner just delivered by the imperial dining room in front of him. It was delicious in color, fragrance, and delicacies!

Unlike their young masters, because they are sick these days, the food served by the imperial kitchen is all white porridge, and these servants also eat white porridge. The white porridge can be accompanied by a bowl of pickles, which is a luxury.

Leer looked at the table full of delicacies and couldn't help swallowing. Du Qingheng took a couple of mouthfuls, then put down his chopsticks and took the handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth.

"Go down, my palace has no appetite."

Soon someone approached and began to withdraw the table full of delicacies one by one.

Le'er returned to her senses, shook her head secretly, and cursed herself inwardly: Is it time to think about these things? The young master is still waiting for her in the hall!

Du Qingheng saw her reaction in his eyes, he couldn't help but smiled, and put down his veil: "What do you want to do when you come to this palace?"

Seeing Concubine Du first to speak, Le'er organized her words, and then began to say: "The imperial concubine, the maidservant heard that the charcoal fire of my little master was stopped by you, so the maidservant came to ask, what is the charcoal fire... I'll send it in time."

After she finished speaking, she felt that this sentence was inappropriate, and then quickly added: "In fact, we don't need to bother the people around the concubine, we can move back ourselves."

"My palace blocked your charcoal fire?" Du Qingheng squinted at her as if he had heard a funny joke. "Who told you this?"

Le'er was frustrated by her, but she still replied stiffly: "Hui Niangniang, the slave and maidservant went to ask Mr. Liu from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It was Mr. Liu who said it."

"So he said it."

"Yes..." Seeing her absent-minded appearance, Le'er's heart became even more disturbed.

This maid also looked neither humble nor overbearing in front of her, as if she didn't look at her at all. Du Qingheng sneered for a while and said with a sneer: "Yes, Charcoal is indeed here in this palace."

Acknowledging it is so refreshing, it means that there is a chance that the charcoal fire will come back! Le'er was overjoyed in her heart and hurriedly said again: "Please tell the maidservant where the maidservant is, and the maidservant will send someone to move back!"

"Hold on." Du Qingheng raised her eyes, her eyes were cold. She stared at Le'er, and Zhu's lips were moving: "Who told you to move back? My palace hasn't agreed yet."

Le'er was stunned when she heard this, even the smile on her face froze: "Manny, what does this mean?"

"Humph."

With a cold snort, the attitude of not caring at all is to ignore the meaning of the honorable person.

"Isn’t your little lord approaching the empress? If so, just go to the empress. The Yanxi Palace is so big and there are so many people. With the charcoal fire every month in this palace, everyone is not enough. , But with your little master..."

She covered her lips and chuckled, very charmingly: "Hey, it's a lot looser,"