The personal sycophant of the villainous empress

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Outside the leafy courtyard, a big yellow dog with eager eyes was guarding the door.

After waiting for its master for a long time, it seemed to have guessed something. Its eyes dimmed, its body stooped a bit, and it whined and ran towards the outside of the imperial capital.

No one cares where a dog goes, except its owner.

The owner of Rhubarb is dead.

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"The eldest prince...erect a cenotaph and bury it at a selected date. It will be thicker depending on the prince."

The monarch and his minister, who had just gotten close, also set the funeral specifications for Su Changkong.

What Su Changkong did was indeed beyond Su An's expectations.

I thought he was an old cunt, but I didn't expect him to be a really honest person.

Looking at it this way, Di Ye's crime became even more heinous.

After leaving the Taiyuan Palace, Su An went to the Queen Mother, where she comforted her mother, provided her with a head-touching service, and took away a few boxes of fairy cakes.

Looking at the darkening sky, he wanted to return to the inner world, but unexpectedly, a figure in green clothes bumped into his eyes.

Su An stopped and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth: "It's Sister Qingling who has left seclusion."

"Xiao An!"

Seeing Su An's figure, Qing Ling was first happy and then shocked. Seeing Su An's hungry wolf-like eyes, she subconsciously wanted to run away.

But how could she run past Su An? She was blocked in the blink of an eye.

"Sister Qingling, do you still remember the last time we met?"

Su An supported the wall and said that Sister Qingling was blocking the corner. He raised her beautiful and delicate chin with one hand. The faint body fragrance made him a little intoxicated. He leaned over and took a few deep breaths.

This look of teasing a good family almost nailed the image of a bad boy to death.

"Remember, I can't remember clearly."

Qing Ling's eyes dodge, and the skin on her neck has been dyed crimson.

There was some uneasiness and unnoticeable expectation on his cold face.

Su An's face came close to her again, and the hot air hit Qing Ling's delicate earlobes, "I swore last time that I will not let Sister Qing Ling go when we meet again next time."

"Xiao An, this, this is not good." Qing Ling's heart trembled.

If she was asked to chop people, she would not hesitate even if she chopped red peony leaves.

But when faced with this kind of thing, even the cold-hearted Sword Fairy Sister is still an inexperienced little girl.

If Su An hadn't blocked her way, she would have been so embarrassed that she would have run away on the spot.

"What's wrong?" Su An's face fell.

"Sister Qingling, my palace has been destroyed, are you willing to let me sleep on the street?"

When it comes to pretending to be pitiful, he is an expert.

Qingling bit her thin lips, "But..."

"ah!"

Su An suddenly screamed exaggeratedly and fell straight onto Qing Ling.

"Sister Qingling, my heart hurts so much. I must have been injured in the previous battle. I can't survive anymore. Take me to rest quickly."

"Well, then, I'll take you to my place."

Qing Ling easily believed this clumsy lie and walked towards a certain courtyard with Su An in her arms with a blushing face.

Of course, maybe you enjoy it.

Qing Ling has her own courtyard in the palace, which was rewarded by His Majesty when she broke through the Life Pill.

After all, this dynasty is different from the previous dynasty. There will not be as many concubines in the harem, and many places in the harem are also freed up.

The courtyard is not too far from Taiyuan Hall.

Qing Ling hugged her all the way, her face getting increasingly crimson.

Su An has never been honest along the way.

This guy also said that his heart hurt so much that his heart almost hurt from being pinched by him.

"Hey, Sister Li, when can I become a third-class palace maid?"

A slight complaint sounded in Qingling's courtyard, and the voice should be that of a beautiful girl.

"Be diligent with your hands and feet, and be able to speak well to please noble people, and you will naturally rise to the top."

This voice was a little more experienced and shrewd, "Come on, prune the spiritual plants here first."

The girl was still puzzled, "Then how do you get to know a noble person? Do you spill the tea on the noble person like what is written in the book?"

"Don't spill it, you must never spill it." The veteran palace maid's voice was louder, "I thought I became a first-class palace maid at a young age and had a bright future, but then I accidentally knocked over a queen's tea cup. "

"Then what?" The girl's eyes lit up and she asked quickly.

"Then? Then I will become a sweeper maid like you."

The experienced palace maid patted the girl on the shoulder, broke the illusion, and said seriously: "Remember, you must not offend the noble. It is better to do less than make mistakes."

At this moment, the courtyard door was opened.

The two palace maids who were cleaning up the courtyard with magic weapons did not expect that Qing Ling would suddenly come back with a grown man in her arms. They were both stunned for a moment, and their faces turned a little pale.

over! Just now I said not to bump into the noble man, but now he did.

It was the experienced palace maid who reacted first and pulled the young palace maid to salute.

"I've met Master Attendant."

"I've met Master Attendant, I've met King Yuan'an!" The young palace maid recognized Su An and gave an extra half salute.

Qing Ling didn't pay attention to the chat between the two, nodded calmly, and walked into the room holding Su An as if nothing had happened.

Then with a 'bang' sound, the door was closed heavily.

The two little palace ladies didn't dare to stay any longer. They cleaned up the courtyard as quickly as possible and ran out with the magic weapons.

While running, the experienced palace maid asked: "How do you know that is King Yuanan?"

As low-level maids in the palace, they usually do menial work in some courtyards. They really rarely see noble people, let alone know them.

"I saw it in a book." The young palace maid responded casually.

Thinking about the several scrolls that she had taken away by the maid in charge of the palace, a look of pain appeared on her face, and she became more determined to climb up.

Sooner or later, she will climb to the top step by step!

Seek revenge against the bullying supervisor and take back her portrait of the prince.

"Book?" The experienced palace maid was wondering, but she heard the young palace maid muttering to herself.

"The prince is so handsome. Master Attendant is so happy. If only I could..."

The veteran palace maid was so frightened that she quickly blocked the little palace maid's mouth with her hands, "My little ancestor, stop it, I don't want to talk about this!"

Are they worthy of competing with Master Attendant for a man?

This kind of thought is unacceptable!

For little palace maids with low status like them, caution in words and deeds is the first priority.

If some words are said out loud, it will be a huge disaster if they are spread by someone with intentions.

She looked around in shock, and when she saw no one was around, she let go, quietly leaned into the young palace maid's ear, and asked in a low voice, "By the way, what's the name of that book?"

"...It's called "The Sword Fairy Sister Who Was Bruised by the Sinister Brother"."

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"Xiao An, no, don't."

"Sister Qingling, why are you so shy!"

Sitting on the edge of the bed with Qing Ling in her arms, Su An still looked a little weak with her paws spread out.

"Farewell, Xiao An. By the way, I have to report to His Majesty." Qing Ling, who was burning like a fire, found an excuse.

"We'll go back tomorrow. Your Majesty is in no hurry."

Su Anke refused, and with a little effort, the two of them fell onto the bed.

Qing Ling struggled a little, but when she saw that she couldn't move, she became more and more expectant.

"Beauty, you'd better obey me obediently, you can't escape!" Su An pressed on Qingling's soft and delicate body, her eyes filled with evil light.

Qing Ling felt her face was hot. Xiao An was having a bad day.

Worse than in the book.

Next, she must be raped by Xiao An just like in the book.

At some point, the clothes were scattered all over the floor.

"Well!"

In one breath, they were lingering for several times, and the white silk was stained with red. When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn the next day.