Jingsu didn't want to hear any more. These poor and pathetic people were just comforting themselves. The concubines were indeed very lucky, but how could they not think about the fact that among the fifty maids in the same period, forty-one were lucky?

And the only one who can get the title of Jin and live well is Fang Concubine.

With such a low probability, what hope is there and what hope is there?

But unfortunately, getting the emperor's favor is almost their only way out.

Night came with great expectations. The thin moonlight, the sultry heat, and the slightest tension lingered in everyone's hearts, lingering and steaming, lingering.

Huanting.

There is an unwritten rule. Whenever the emperor comes to the Baihua Palace, if there is no one appointed in advance, all the maids in the palace must dress up and wait in Huanting in advance, waiting for the emperor to arrive and select the person who will serve him that night.

It's just that the emperor has ordered people in advance for his many visits. This is the first time that these maids have come in handy since they entered the palace.

When Jingsu arrived, the other eight maids were already in the queue. All of them wore gold and silver hairpins and were dressed in luxurious clothes. But she was elegantly dressed in plain clothes, with only a silk flower in her bun and a flower in it.

The silver hairpin is very simple, elegant and quiet.

"Humph, she's the only one who can put on airs. So what if she dresses up plainly? Isn't it just to invite favors? What I don't like is such a person, who is used to putting on airs." Seeing her coming, the maid Wen who was standing at the entrance of the pavilion rolled her eyes.

, raising the silk fan in his hand, as if turning around to speak to another maid behind him, but the voice was loud enough for everyone to hear.

As a result, everyone in the pavilion focused their attention on Jingsu.

However, Jingsu walked into the Huanting Pavilion calmly as if nothing had happened. She chose a place where there were few people and stood there without talking to anyone else. Although everyone entered the palace at the same time, she usually had a cold temperament and did not interact with other people. This move was also

No surprise.

Only Maid Nawen was not used to her aloof appearance. She would always make fun of her every time she met her, and tonight was no exception. Jingsu just pretended not to know and was not willing to argue with her at all.

Unexpectedly, she was in a particularly intense mood today. Seeing that Jingsu remained silent, she flicked her eyes, reached out and pushed away the person next to her, as if she was about to rush to Jingsu.

Seeing that the situation was not going right, Maid Cui quickly stopped her and tried to persuade her calmly, "Sister Wen, what are you doing? The Emperor may come over at any time, so please don't be impulsive."

Maid Wen paused, finally holding her foot back, but she was unwilling to give up until she glared at Jingsu fiercely.

In this case, a storm finally did not break out.

Jingsu stood quietly in the corner, and no one came to talk to her.

The group of people waited for a long time before they heard a high-pitched shout from the imperial chamberlain Man Sheng: "The Emperor has arrived!" Following the sound, a bright yellow figure could be vaguely seen getting closer and closer.

They were busy holding their breath and concentrating, and kowtowed according to the rules, saying, "Your Majesty, may you be safe."

The bright yellow light arrived outside the pavilion in an instant, and walked into the Huan Pavilion like a leisurely stroll. Its purple eyes turned on the person kneeling on the ground, and then lazily said, "Get up."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stood up quickly. Their movements were consistent and gentle, without making any sound. They stood next to each other with their heads lowered and did not dare to move at all.
Chapter completed!