"I heard that you stayed with the king?" Mingzhu brought Honglian back to the room and asked after pouring a cup of tea for Honglian.
"How could I know this?" Honglian said, holding a steaming cup of tea.
"Why can't I know? Honglian, tell me, are there many people in this Xianyang Palace?" Mingzhu was leaning on the bedside, feeling that there was not much strength left in her body.
"There are many, the maids in the inner palace and the guards in the outer palace, there are about a thousand people in total." Honglian thought.
"Yes, the people in this Xianyang Palace are very good, but these are just numbers. In Xianyang Palace, there are actually very few people." Mingzhu said.
"Very few?" Honglian said in surprise. This was obviously something she couldn't understand.
"In Xianyang Palace, there is only one person, and that is the king. As for the others, they are just numbers and have no meaning. So, do you understand?" Mingzhu said meaningfully.
"I don't quite understand." Honglian shook his head.
"Do you know why I know your news?" Mingzhu turned into the most patient teacher at this time, teaching Honglian tirelessly.
"Yes, why would I know this?" Honglian asked.
"Because you appeared next to the king." Mingzhu said seriously.
"Is it just because of this? This seems to have no connection with the fact that my wife knows the news about me." Honglian said puzzled.
"No, there is a big connection. It is precisely because you appear next to the king that all the people in Xianyang Palace will notice you next to the king. Of course, what they really care about is not you, but when they are watching the king, naturally
I will see you too." Mingzhu said.
"Mom, are you saying that all this is because of the king?" Honglian seemed to understand something.
"If you want to live a good life in this palace, there is only one way, and that is to win the favor of the king." After listening to Honglian's words, Mingzhu seemed to have lost her resistance to Ying Zheng when she first came here, and her heart moved slightly.
, a plan has slowly formed in my mind.
"But, I am satisfied with my current life." Honglian said innocently.
Of course you are satisfied. You stay with Ying Zheng all day long, being a maid, and don’t have to do anything. I am not satisfied. I wash clothes here every day. Don’t you know that the water is very cold in winter?
"Honglian, do you want to help me?" Mingzhu suddenly changed her tone and became pitiful.
"Help me? How can I help you?" Hong Lian sipped the tea and asked in confusion.
"Look at my hands." Mingzhu stretched out her hands and said.
"Are they injured? They look very red and a little swollen." Honglian stretched out her hand to touch Mingzhu's hand in front of her and said.
"It's freezing. Didn't you see it just now? I'm washing clothes. Not just today, I have been doing this every day for the past few months. I have to wash more than a hundred pieces of clothes every day.
." Mingzhu said sadly.
"And it's winter now. You must have felt that the winter in Xianyang Palace is much colder than that in Xinzheng, and I still have to wash my clothes with cold water." Mingzhu almost cried as she said this.
Mingzhu was definitely not acting at this time, because she was so miserable that she didn't need to act at all.
"Actually, I didn't feel any cold feeling." Hong Lian whispered to herself in her heart.
At this time, she thought of Ying Zheng, and at the same time she had doubts, because she had long discovered that as long as she stayed by Ying Zheng's side, she could always feel an inexplicable warmth, which was so comfortable that it made her feel uncomfortable.
The fear of Ying Zheng in my heart slowly disappeared in this winter day, and was replaced by another feeling.
However, in front of the miserable Mingzhu, Honglian certainly couldn't say that. The life in Xianyang Palace had made Honglian learn to hide her true thoughts. Although the romance was still there, she had lost a bit of innocence after all.
"How can I help you, little lady?" Honglian said, covering Mingzhu's palm.
"You can't help me now. You have to first establish yourself in Xianyang Palace and become the hostess here before you can help me." Mingzhu said.
"hostess?"
Hong Lian, who already knew some personnel matters, blushed subconsciously when she heard this and said: "How is that possible? We are just people who were mortgaged to Qin by our father."
"Why is it impossible? Honglian is a princess after all, and she is so cute, so she will definitely make it happen." Mingzhu said.
"But, I'm only eleven years old." Honglian said angrily.
"Is this important? The king is only seventeen years old, only six years older than you. Have you forgotten that your father is already over forty years old, and the most favored beauty in the palace is only in her twenties?
Well, isn't it still..." Mingzhu said this and didn't say any more.
"But, but?" Honglian didn't know how to answer the question.
"Twenty years older is not a problem, not to mention that the king is only six years older than you, so age is not a problem at all." Mingzhu said with a firm look on her face.
Honglian nodded subconsciously. She felt that what Mingzhu said seemed to make sense, but she also felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the other party. However, she couldn't explain why for a while.
"You can only help me if you are favored by the king." Mingzhu said to Honglian with bewitching power.
"But, I don't know how to do that." Honglian said with a sad face.
"I can teach you." Mingzhu said.
"But, I..." Honglian subconsciously felt that once she agreed to Mingzhu, she would definitely fall into a place of eternal doom. However, for a while, there was no reason to refuse at all. She was in a dilemma for a while, and her face was even more uncertain.
.
"Forget it, since Honglian is in trouble for you, I'll just wash the clothes honestly. At worst, I won't need these hands anymore. When my hands are gone, I won't have to wash the clothes anymore." Mingzhu said with a sad face.
Seeing such Mingzhu, Honglian couldn't bear it. She thought that Mingzhu was accompanying her and comforting her on the way from South Korea to Qin. After arriving at Xianyang Palace, she didn't understand anything.
It was only under the care of Mingzhu that I was able to survive...
Countless memories flooded into Honglian's mind.
She is a good person, and she is also my benefactor. I can't just die without saving her. Although those things seem to be bad things, if that can save her, it is not impossible to do those things.
I am repaying the favor and I can do anything.
Guren, who was constructing a psychology for herself in her heart, slowly showed a determined expression.
Seeing Honglian's change, a smile appeared on Mingzhu's lips. She knew that Honglian had taken the bait and her plan had already begun to be implemented.
"What should I do?" Honglian asked with a firm face.
"First of all, you have to..." Ingenious ideas poured into Honglian's ears from Mingzhu's lips and teeth.
It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that Mingzhu stopped, but with the satisfaction of preaching and teaching, she asked Honglian: "Do you understand?"
"But?" Honglian said with confusion.
"I ask you, do you understand?" Mingzhu said with the severity of a teacher.
"I don't quite understand." Honglian said hesitantly.
"What don't you understand? Tell me and I'll tell you again." Mingzhu said seriously.
"I understand what the lady said. However, I have been staying in Xianyang Palace these days and have already done what the lady said. Do I still want to do what the lady said?" Hong Lian asked doubtfully.
.
"What?" Mingzhu's delicate body trembled. She was really stunned by Honglian's words.
The action plan he had worked so hard to outline was just to allow Honglian to stay in Xianyang Palace smoothly, and then more stories would happen. Honglian had already done it?
"Tell me, what exactly happened?" Mingzhu felt like a clown at this moment.
"I don't know what's going on." Honglian said with a sad face.
"This is her mother's fate." Mingzhu clenched her palms tightly, feeling that God was so unfair to her.