As soon as Nangong Lin finished speaking, the snow-colored BMW he was being led neighed, and like a lost child finally returning home, it nudged towards the woman in black in front of him.
"Yeah, it's done... Haha, Ling'er, be good, don't make trouble!"
Before Bei Mingyue could take off the gauze on her head, the snow-colored BMW named Ling'er licked the saliva from the gauze. She quickly stretched out her hand to stop its intimacy, and said in a surprised tone, "You
You actually took it out of the palace?"
"It is your favorite mount. If you don't take it out, wouldn't it make you regretful?"
Nangong Lin smiled lightly, turned over and sat on his sweaty horse, "Let's go, let's set off now!"
"No, we have to wait a little longer."
I thought Bei Mingyue would agree immediately, but she unexpectedly rejected it. Nangong Lin was stunned, "What's wrong? Don't you want to go to Nanli Country to settle down?"
Bei Mingyue shook her head. Something flashed in her mind that she had ignored for a long time. She thought about it and said, "Let's sneak back to the Prime Minister's Mansion first. I have one last thing to do."
She wanted to confirm and confirm whether that thing was really what she thought...
If everyone chooses to betray her in this life, what will she do?
Bei Mingyue smiled bitterly, got on her horse, put on her hat again, and rode straight towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.
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Early in the morning, the servants' quarters in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion became lively.
"Sister Qingyuan, these are the jade earrings that I have kept privately for many years. I give them to you!"
"No, Sister Qingyuan, please don't accept hers. Look at mine. This is a jade bracelet passed down from my slave's family. It is priceless. If you wear it, it will definitely captivate the country and the city, and you will be so noble..."
"Sister Qingyuan, look at me..."
Bei Mingyue frowned deeply, watching the servants coming and going in the Prime Minister's Mansion, almost all of them were walking towards a seemingly newly built residence for the servants, and they shouted out the familiar name in unison, hanging slightly.
His eyes were as dark as a whirlpool.
"What's wrong, Ah Yue, isn't this Qingyuan your personal servant? Why is she here in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and how is she..."
Nangong Lin was also confused, but when he turned around and caught a glimpse of Bei Mingyue's unsightly expression, he choked on his throat and swallowed all his words.
What is going on? Bei Mingyue's personal servant, Qingyuan, who is her sister...how come she suddenly stays in the Prime Minister's Mansion and seems to have a high status?
Just as he was thinking about it, the man who was surrounded by slaves in the courtyard finally came out of the house. He felt the fingers being held tighten. Nangong Lin thought about it, and then stayed quietly in the tree and continued to observe.
The movement on the other end.
"Hey, what's going on with each of you? You all come here to surround Sister Qingyuan. How can you tell her to report to the master?"
Bei Mingyue looked from a distance and saw that the person who walked out first was not Qingyuan, but a steward girl who she was familiar with who had been with Prime Minister Xi since she was a child. Qingyuan was walking behind her. That was different from
The attire of the other servants is clearly that of the stewards in charge of the servants in the prime minister's palace!
Qingyuan actually became the second-most steward girl in the prime minister's house, second only to the housekeeper?
Could it be that Qingyuan really...
Bei Ming Yue's face is as sinking as water, but her fingertips are already cold, waiting for the servants who come to flatter her to scatter like birds and beasts.