When Hongliu saw this, she quickly took it with her hands, put it on her nose and smelled it. Her eyes suddenly lit up and said happily: "It's my favorite date cake. Thank you, my godmother, still thinking about it."

Deng Shourong reached out to cut her hair and looked loving: "Silly child, how can my godmother forget about your affairs?"

Hong Liu smiled and put away the oil paper bag, but the curve of the corners of his lips was never flat.

She is really happy.

Just half a moment ago, Feng and Lu Shanggong and Yan Gongzheng suddenly appeared, holding the imperial decree of the Empress Dowager's Golden Seal, and began to select people to go to the palace without saying a word. Hong Liu and Hong Yi were indeed selected.

Even though he had known this opportunity, Hong Liu was so excited that his hands were trembling.

When she was separated to Jinhai Bridge, she felt depressed for a while. Fortunately, the sky had a good eye and put a bright future in front of her. How could she not be happy?

Now, Deng Shourong takes care of her so much, and even takes the risk to call her here, and sincerely reminds her, which shows that she is really treating her as her daughter.

"Godmother, after I came back from the palace, can I really... be able to enter Zhongcui Palace?" Hongliu asked again, still feeling a little disbelief.

Such a good thing suddenly came to her eyes, and she always felt like she was dreaming.

"Silly kids can do it." Deng Shourong smiled, and his tone was very firm: "I have reported to Concubine Ning, and then I will definitely be able to do anything casually mentioned."

Speaking of this, she whispered: "You must be successful, and work hard in the palace. You must do all the assigned work well. Don't leave any talk to others, do you know?"

"Listen to my godmother, my daughter." Hong Liu clenched her head and light burst out from her eyes.

Deng Shourong looked at her with a smile, raised her hand to stroke her hair that was blown by the wind, and asked inadvertently: "You recognize me as a godmother, besides Luo Xicui, are there anyone else who knows about you?"

"No more." Hongliu shook her head immediately.

Deng Shourong looked satisfied on his face and nodded, "That's the case. In the palace, it's best to avoid being unreliable and yelling everywhere when encountering something. The master dares not use this person. Besides, if someone knows that we are mother and daughter, I will not be able to take you to Zhongcui Palace openly, and there will be someone to gossip."

When Hongliu heard this, she nodded solemnly: "My daughter knows, she will never tell anyone to go."

In her own heart, she did not want too many people to know that Deng Shourong was her godmother.

It is certainly a good thing to have a backer, but which of these great palace maids who have reached a high position has no enemies?

If the enemy turns hatred to herself, she will be too much for the last traitor to make people's teeth.

In addition, the place where the palace is high and the emperor is far away, and it is still a little bit to say whether the sign of Manager Deng is good or not.

The two of them have different thoughts, but their goals are surprisingly consistent. If they know each other, they don’t know what they will think?

After giving Hong Liu a few more instructions, Deng Shourong sent her there. She saw the other party quietly mingling into the crowd, and she felt relieved.

Next, she never returned to Renshou Palace, but turned into a crossroads where few people walked.

The corridor was very tortuous, and it was the East Sanchang Street, which was quite far away from Renshou Palace.

When he arrived here, Deng Shourong walked more and more cautiously. Whenever he met someone, he always avoided him early. He covered him up all the way and took a long way to go. Finally, he left the territory of the East Six Palaces and came all the way to the west of Jinhai Bridge.

She seemed quite familiar with this place. She first went to a collapsed abandoned palace and lingered in it for a while. When she came out, she was already dressed in the clothes of a palace maid with a little gray face. Others looked at it and were afraid that they would never recognize it anymore. This was the big palace maid of Zhongcui Palace, and they would only think that she was just the most ordinary palace maid in Jinhai Bridge.

After leaving the abandoned hall, Deng Shourong was still very careful and took the secluded path. Soon after, he finally came to a thin alley.

The thin alley is located at a very lateral distance, separated from Nei'an Le Hall by a wall, and there was a person waiting for him in the alley.

He was an elderly old palace maid with a pleated face and lost his facial features. He wore a blue shirt on top and a black skirt on the bottom, but it was the costume of a second-class palace maid.

As soon as he saw Deng Shourong, the old palace man immediately bent down and saluted humbly: "Deng is auspicious."

"Go, go, don't follow me this." Deng Shourong waved at her with a smile on his face, but deep in his eyes, there was a strong sense of fear, even fear.

The old palace man stood up and opened his teeth and smiled at her: "President Deng is here to give him a meal again, so we have to respect him, right? Whatever you have done is a big deal. If you always give him a meal, it will be delicious every meal, so we have to respect him even more. Otherwise, people would say that we don't understand the rules."

"I dare not take this. You are thick in your waist. I am afraid that the silver can be packed with boxes. Where can I miss this bite of rice?" As he laughed, Deng Shourong's movements were rapid, and a thick red seal was produced from his sleeve and handed it over to the old palace servant.

The old palace servant hurriedly answered it, opened it in front of her and looked at it, and a flattering smile appeared on his face: "It's still the chief executive Deng's appearance, he is generous in his actions, unlike those small families who are stingy and stingy, and he is not at all happy."

Deng Shourong laughed twice, took out a veil to wipe the corner of her mouth, and his eyes swept towards her.

The sharp sight of the needle is as sharp as the tip of a needle. When looking at a person, it seems like he can pierce a hole in his body.

The old palace man didn't take it seriously at all. He counted the money from the Red Seal in a scattered manner, and didn't even raise his head.

Deng Shourong's pupils shrank, and then he put away the veil and said in a low voice: "I'll leave it to you as old as you do?"

"You should take a look." After the old palace man finished counting, he stuffed the Hongfeng into his arms tremblingly, and repeatedly tucked it several times to ensure that it was hidden tightly, so he raised his head.

At that moment, a cold light shot out from her turbid eyes: "I want to ask Mr. Li to tell me, how long will it take? How to leave?"

"The one from Jinhai Bridge will be ready after ten days and half a month. There is another one that needs to take action in the palace, but there is no need to be too anxious, it will take a month later." Deng Shourong's voice did not fluctuate.

After stopping, he suddenly sighed: "Let's go, the one in the palace, leave all the corpses."

"The strange thing has given me so much." The old palace maid smacked her lips, and there was not much emotion on her wrinkled face.

Deng Shourong didn't answer her words and said lightly: "Another one, there is someone named Xue Hongyi, please help me find out where she came from."

The old palace man didn't say anything, bowed and bowed, and he agreed.

"You always walk slowly, I won't send you off." Deng Shoufang waved his handkerchief.

The old palace maid laughed dryly, but didn't delay much. She dragged her hunched body and slowly walked out of the alley.

The east wind slowly blew, and the fallen flowers were rolled up and down. A few light and tender pink petals rose and fell with the wind, filling the ground.
Chapter completed!