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64. Chapter 64

Walking to the entrance of Zhaoyang Palace, Su Zimo saw Chu Jiangmei walking from the front, so he stopped, bowed and saluted to say hello. Chu Jiangmei glanced at Su Zimo contemptuously, as if seeing him, with an enchanting posture.

Step out of Zhaoyang Palace and walk towards your own palace courtyard.

"Hey, isn't this Su Guiren who was banned before! I heard that you were released from the ban, and I haven't had time to go to Xin Xueyuan to congratulate you!" When Eunuch Mai saw Su Zimo stepping into the Zhaoyang Palace, he whispered in the dust

Come forward with a bit of sarcasm.

Hearing Mai Hui's strange voice, Su Zimo paused and said, "Su Zimo is here to visit Concubine Wei. Please go and inform my father-in-law."

"You are a sensible person and know that Concubine Wei is taking care of you! My father-in-law will go and inform you that Mr. Lao will wait here." Mai Hui said and walked towards the inner room of Zhaoyang Palace.

After hearing what he said, Su Zimo waited in the courtyard of Zhaoyang Palace.

However, after waiting for a long time, Mai Hui did not come out of the inner room. Su Zimo suddenly realized that the ground was dark. She looked up at the sky and found that dark clouds were covering the sun and heavy rain was coming, and her heart suddenly became dark.

"My young master, why don't you go back to Xinxueyuan first? If you get caught in the rain, you will catch a cold again." Wen Xin looked at Su Zimo worriedly, knowing that Mai Hui had been punished by Su Zimo in Xinxueyuan before, so he must have taken advantage of it at this time.

Machine revenge.

Su Zimo shook her head slightly, since she was here, how could she leave at will without Concubine Wei nodding her head.

After a while, heavy raindrops fell from the sky and fell heavily on Su Zimo. In a moment, Su Zimo and Wen Xin were covered in wet clothes and covered with black hair.

The rain was pouring down, and the eyes were like a white curtain. Wen Xin looked in the direction of the inner door of Zhaoyang Palace, but no one was coming. Worried about Su Zimo's health, Wen Xin felt anxious and pulled Su Zimo's clothes again and said: "Little Master, otherwise

Let's go forward by ourselves, and we can take shelter under the eaves of the door."

"How can you bow your head under the eaves?" Su Zimo murmured in a low voice, with a hint of stubbornness in the corners of her lightly opened lips. She stood upright and slender, looking like a fairy in the rain.

Although Su Zimo's voice was low, Wen Xin could still hear it clearly, so she stopped talking and stood upright like Su Zimo.

The autumn wind mixed with the rain came back in bursts, and Su Zimo felt extremely cold. Her upright body trembled slightly, and she sarcastically wondered in her heart, every time she met Wei Guifei, she suffered from floods. Is it because they were in conflict with each other?

Nearly half an hour passed, and the heavy rain did not stop. Su Zimo vaguely saw a woman dressed as a palace maid walking towards them holding a green oil-paper umbrella at the door of the inner room of Zhaoyang Palace.

"How come Mr. Su has to be exposed to the rain all the time? When he came in, the imperial concubine was fast asleep just now. Eunuch Mai didn't dare to inform her. The slaves didn't know, so they made Master Su suffer the consequences of being exposed to the rain in vain!"

The maid's voice was very gentle, with a hint of worry, but Su Zimo understood that the worry in her tone was just an act.

"My name is Ye Xing, little master, come in quickly." Seeing that Su Zimo was silent, Ye Xing smiled cleverly and led the way towards the inner room of Zhaoyang Hall. Su Zimo followed, walking in in the rain.

"The imperial concubine is pregnant and cannot get wet. Please ask Su Guiren to drink some ginger soup here to warm yourself up first. The slaves will bring you clothes to change before you enter the inner room." Ye Xing pointed to the ginger soup on the table.

, said to Su Zimo.

If she really didn't know that she was caught in the rain outside, how could she have prepared the ginger soup so early? Su Zimo walked to the table, picked up the plum-patterned porcelain bowl and smelled it carefully. It was indeed just ginger soup. How could Concubine Wei be so upset?

Not wanting her to get into trouble in Zhaoyang Palace, Su Zimo drank half of it and gave Wen Xin the other half to drink.

After a while, Ye Xing brought two maid clothes from the Zhaoyang Palace and said, "Mr. Su, the Zhaoyang Palace only has the clothes of the slaves. Please put them on first. Be careful of the cold and hurt your body."

"My mistress is also the master after all, how can he wear other people's clothes?" Wen Xin couldn't help scolding her. If their mistress walked out of Zhaoyang Palace wearing the clothes of Concubine Wei's servants today, what a huge humiliation it would be! I'm afraid it will be a huge humiliation for the next six years.

Everyone in the palace will laugh at the young master when they see him!

"My servant is also kind-hearted. If Su Guiren doesn't change his clothes, Su Guiren will be exposed to the cold, which will be a sin for the imperial concubine! Moreover, the imperial concubine can't bear any moisture! If Su Guiren doesn't change, he won't be able to see my wife at night."

Xing said with an innocent face.

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss. I heard that Zhaoyang Palace has its own stove, can you borrow it for use?" After hearing that, Su Zimo felt a dark fire in her heart, but she asked lightly.

Ye Xing was a little embarrassed, and thought for a moment and said: "The stove fire in Zhaoyang Palace is not for external use. I will go and say it, and I will make an exception today for Su Guiren to use it."

Ye Xing was embarrassed to say it, but what he said meant that Su Zimo was not as powerful as her maid's words, which invisibly showed the weight of Zhaoyang Palace in the harem, and Su Zimo was not even as good as a maid.

Wen Xin was filled with anger, but she could only suppress it.

"Excuse me, girl."

Ye Xing looked at Su Zimo with a calm face, neither happy nor angry, so he said nothing more and turned around to walk towards the dining hall.

Following Ye Xing into the dining hall, Su Zimo stood gracefully beside the stove fire, stretching out her jade hands to warm the fire slowly, ignoring the curious looks of the rough servants, and just half-casting her eyes, thinking about what Concubine Wei might do next.

means.

Concubine Wei is ruthless and will not do useless things. Today is just a humiliation for herself, and there will be no serious consequences. Su Zimo understands in her heart that she only needs to protect herself and take revenge now, nothing else matters. It will be completed.

His own plan will naturally counterattack Wei Bingxian.

After the clothes were dry, Su Zimo walked back to the main room with Wen Xin. Ye Xing looked Su Zimo up and down, then nodded and went into the back room to report.

After a moment, Ye Xing walked out with a smile and said: "The noble concubine will let you in."

Su Zimo nodded, passed through two hanging plum pattern gauze curtains, and saw Wei Bingxian lying on his side on the couch, a pair of phoenix eyes looking at her coldly.

"My slave, please give your regards to the Imperial Concubine. May the Imperial Concubine be safe." Su Zimo leaned over and bowed respectfully. She lowered her eyes and realized that the incense burner from the last time she came to Zhaoyang Palace had disappeared. The room was peaceful and there was no smell of spices.

Seeing Concubine Wei's slender jade hand slightly raised, Su Zimo stood up and looked up, only to see Concubine Wei's phoenix eyes looking at her with interest. Her lips were less rouge-colored, and her face looked more elegant.

Su Zimo guessed the interest in Concubine Wei's eyes, so she made a half salute again, and said respectfully: "Since I entered the palace, I have been under the care of Concubine Wei. I am very grateful. Now that Concubine Wei is pregnant, the prosperity of the Sixth Palace will be great."

, I don’t have any generous gifts that can impress your empress, so I can only come here to congratulate you and hope that your empress’s appearance remains the same and that the little prince is in good health.”

"Since you are grateful to me, you can do something to express your gratitude to me!" Concubine Wei moved her golden armor slightly, her phoenix eyes were half drooped, and she raised her lips and said: "I will not provoke you to do anything difficult, I just want you to practice it.

,I am grateful to you."

Hearing this, Su Zimo's heart tightened. Both of them knew that what she said was just for the occasion, but even so, Concubine Wei could use the topic to her advantage! I wonder what Concubine Wei said?

"You just made the floor tiles of Zhaoyang Palace dirty. I don't want to see any dirt. You can go wipe the floor of that room and then leave." Concubine Wei pointed outside the curtain with a casual look.

Concubine Wei said it lightly, but she made it clear that she would not let her go easily. Su Zimo raised her lips. The higher the position, the higher the power. What's more, Concubine Wei was the first of the four concubines of the first rank. It would be annoying to piss her off.

An extremely unwise move.
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