Since the princess asked her to see the play, she watched to see if the prince would believe her one-sided words.
Seeing that Pingji wiped the tears that did not exist in the corner of her eyes, she choked and continued: "my Lord, look at the palm print on my maid's face. This is what the princess ordered yesterday. Xueji is ill."
Fearing that she couldn't catch Yan Beicheng's anger, she said, "and Nanmei, who was weak and tight, the doctor said that she couldn't bear to be angry. But after the princess returned to the palace, she first got angry with Nanmei in order to control the power of the palace, and then there was Yunji's case. This is also a lingering illness. What's more, which one of them is not the princess but the change of color? "
"I'm afraid the whole palace will not be peaceful if the LORD goes on like this for a long time." At this point, on the contrary, she was a bit concerned about the overall situation.
Yan Beicheng's eyes were not smiling. He couldn't see the slightest pity for Pingji. "According to you, isn't the concubine guilty? If so, it's unforgivable. But if it is not true, the king should not be guilty of anything. Are you sure what you have said is true
Pingji just thought that yanbeicheng was so convinced. She was very happy and said, "I dare not lie."
Yan Beicheng's eyes then turned to the flowers on the street. Compared with the four eyes, what they saw was a kind of unfathomable and beautiful ink color in each other's eyes.
Although I can't see Yan Beicheng's look, the flower on the street is clear, and there is no doubt in his eyes.
It was because of this that she felt a touch of joy in her heart, but it was only for a moment, and she didn't even notice it.
I don't know why, clearly can't see two people's look, Pingji heart but without reason a little uneasy, can't help but way: "please also make a decision."
"Good." Yan Beicheng finally opened his mouth, but not according to what Pingji thought. He began to question Mo Shanghua and casually said: "go and call Xueji, Nanji, and the maids in Pingji courtyard. By the way, if you run into several unrelated maids on the way back, you can call them back at the same time. "
The boy behind him answered quickly and turned to leave.
The rest of Pingji and others are at a loss, even Qin Ya is also unknown, so look at the flowers on the street.
At first, the flowers on the street were a little confused, but in a flash, the confusion in the eyes was as clear as the wind.
Since Yan Beicheng could solve the problem, she simply sat down and drank tea, as if the protagonist of the storm was not herself and had no relationship with herself, which made Qin Ya worried.
Yan Beicheng's intimate boy's action is not slow either. He brought back dozens of maidservants and a few of the boys he met on the road.
Most of them met on the road and worked in other places.
Dozens of maidservants filled the room, but Yan Beicheng was not impatient. He ordered a maidservant out and said, "I ask you, where are you working?"
"Back to the Lord, the maidservant is on duty in the dining room." The maid bowed her head respectfully and spoke softly.
Yan Beicheng nodded and said, "I'll ask you again. During the days when I was not in the palace, did the princess ever scold you, or did you ever hear that the princess was too hard on the maids in which court?"
The maidservant was stunned for a moment. She didn't seem to expect that Yan Beicheng would ask this question. She subconsciously looked at Mo Shanghua and then said, "since the princess controlled the palace, the maidservant's food and clothing, including monthly money, are exactly the same as before.
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