After roughly turning it over, the guard's attention was obviously never on Xia Sang, who had already lost his bag and changed his identity, and only waved his hand to signal the person in front of him to leave: "Let's go."

Xia Sang did not dare to make a sound, nor did he dare to look up, so he could only hold his chest and hunch his back and barely nodded thanking him.

Fortunately, Liu Ling lived up to expectations. He was timid and timid all the way. Even if he never responded to the people around him, it would not make Xia Sang seem so abrupt at this time.

"Why do you dare to come out?" When Madam Xiao was doing a chore in the yard, she accidentally caught Xia Sang who came from afar, but looked horrified and frightened.

It seems that this world is a good thing that cannot go out, but bad things can be spread to thousands of miles: "Do you all know the things in the palace?"

There was an ancient well in the yard. Madam Xiao was carrying the hemp rope tied to the wooden barrel and was trying hard to salvage it. She grinned and said, "Your Majesty is angry. The daughter of Pingyang Hou is not decent. Who else doesn't know?"

However, after all, it was a royal scandal. What outsiders heard was that they had filtered it many times. Naturally, they could not see the truth and the truth of the matter.

Xia Sang stood there, not intending to come forward to help: "You don't have to worry too much about this. Just tell me, you have the idea of ​​it, how can you solve it?"

"Can you speak?" Even Madam Xiao, who is now in a state of desolation, refused to retreat at all. It can be seen that when she followed Madam Xiao in the past, she had bad benefits: "Put your position clearly, you should know that you are the one who asks for help now."

The sound outside was probably a little loud, disturbing the purity of Empress Xiao. She saw her slowly walking out of the inner room with her mouth and nose half-covered.

After coughing for a long time, I looked up and looked at Xia Sang with a smile: "Miss Xia is here, come in and sit in."

"Why sit?" Xia Sang was very impatient, and only felt that the other party's cat cried rat's fake compassion was really hypocritical: "After listening to your idea, everyone is now making scandals, and even people are banned."

"But, you Concubine Yao has chips in your hands. Isn't it?" Empress Xiao is already in her twilight years. It feels completely different when she puts the same age on the Empress Dowager.

Empress Xiao looked very sick, and her face was no longer gorgeous, but her thin figure was wrapped in clothes and stood in the wind, and she still felt like she was different from ordinary people.

"What do you mean?" Xia Sang frowned inadvertently, always feeling that Empress Xiao had something in her words, and it seemed that everything that happened now was under her control and guess: "What chips?"

Empress Xiao was not willing to truly follow others. Similarly, Ling Yao was not willing to have too much contact with a sinful concubine of the late emperor. But at that time, if they wanted to get their own needs, they had a different relationship temporarily.

In this different relationship, what everyone said was true. Moreover, Empress Xiao analyzed the matter well, and Xia Sang had no reason to question anything.

"Miss Xia is here, why not sit here and rest for a night first." Empress Xiao's body seemed to be very poor, but her eyes were much clearer and she could see things clearly.

Xia Sang then grinned: "Thank you."

If she wants to make things look unaware, she must at least be able to avoid leaking water. Even though she was wearing Liu Ling's outfit and returned to the palace, she still couldn't explain it clearly before the hour.

Tonight, I must stay outside the palace for one night.

"Madam Xiao." Empress Xiao looked gentle when she smiled, and quickly ordered: "Go and make up the bed for Miss Xia."

Madam Xiao gave Xia Sang a blank look and responded reluctantly. She didn't understand that the Empress and Concubine Yao were just using each other. How many reasons are they going to hurry up like this?

Xia Sang naturally took all the eyes of Madam Xiao. They did use each other's relationship, so there was no stronger or weaker in this relationship: "Otherwise, the Empress is the Empress, but the Empress can only be a nanny."

The ridicule in this sentence was revealed, but Madam Xiao was so angry that she couldn't speak back. When she said, was she saying that her master was not good?

"Hmph." Madam Xiao suddenly placed the wooden barrel filled with water in her hand on the ground paved with bluestone bricks, and threw several cracks out of it.

The night quickly swallowed the small house in the forest. The cold coldness of the slack came from all directions, accompanied by the fear of dark slavery in people's hearts, and it was not dissipated or dissolved.

"Miss Xia, are you afraid of the darkness?" Empress Xiao was sewing something under the light and dark candlelight, and she was very focused on her eyebrows and eyes.

When you sit facing it, there is no need to be any hostility. Xia Sang finally showed a embarrassed smile: "When I followed my master to serve, there were always people taking turns when it was dark."

That master was either someone else or Ling Yue. The person who was on the shift was not someone else, but Zhiqiu. The days in Jinyu Garden were gone forever, but people always had to look forward, so Xia Sang just missed him but did not regret it.

"Concubine Yao is really a good master." Empress Xiao didn't know the past of the people in front of her, but was just inspired. Although she didn't know what kind of person Ling Yao was, in fact, whether Ling Yao was good or bad, whether good or evil had nothing to do with her.

"Empress Xiao." Xia Sang approached some candlelight and stared at the woman in her fifties in front of him and asked: "It's better to tell me about your old story."

She was very curious, how could such a smart person have reached the point where he is now?

"Are the old things?" The expression on Empress Xiao's face was gloomy and sunny. I don't know if I thought about the past, my heart was more sour or more joyful.

"It's just a story that a woman cannot love her. What's the point of telling?" That's what I said, but Empress Xiao seemed to have been holding it in for a long time but no one listened to her, and the conversation still opened.

"A woman is unable to love her, and she thinks she has a like-minded destined person in the palace. But it turns out that she is just for the secret of others." A grief in her eyes, the silver needle stabbed the fingertips of Empress Xiao: "For a secret of others, all friendship is fake. Even friendship is just all the tripping behind it."

Xia Sang is a smart-minded person, and it is not difficult to hear that Empress Xiao should not be a concubine who was simply sent to the cold palace.

"Empress Xiao, who do you have a friendship with? Why did that person even stumbling up to you?" Xia Sang didn't know that he asked this, just because he was just curious, and still wanted to dig out some secrets for his own use.

Maybe they can get half of each other. In the beginning, a person's behavior is not the same as the reason.

Empress Xiao also realized that she had said too much, so she coughed under the lamp, and hurriedly packed the large open and closed peony that had been embroidered in her hand: "It's getting late, Miss Xia, you will enter the palace tomorrow. Go to bed early."
Chapter completed!