Chapter 50: Regret for Blocking That One Knife Twice
I thought that by winning over Hua Shang, the housekeeper, Helan Qin'er's life in the palace would be easier.
Unexpectedly, this woman led her around the huge palace. She felt that the surrounding scenery could be described as "abandoned", so she stopped in front of a courtyard.
Although this house is large, from an outsider's perspective, it is comparable to a good house, but it is a bit remote and outdated.
If you live here, how can you get close to Feng Ruohen, let alone enter the palace with him!
My heart immediately started to feel sad...
The boss reluctantly followed Hua Shang inside. His eyes were filled with classics, scriptures and historical records, which filled the entire spacious room.
The walls are gray, and the corners are covered with moss and cobwebs. No one has set foot on them for an unknown period of time.
Helan Qin'er was stunned.
Is she going to live here?
"The prince has many women."
While she was looking at these books, Hua Shang spoke slowly, "You~ are not even a wife. This is the only place for you. Go through the alley at the back and there is a room. Where do you live? If
Normally, if you have nothing to do, you can tidy up the books for me."
There are indeed many women in Feng Ruohen, but these women are not as beautiful as Lan Qin, and their identities are not as clear as hers.
The housekeeper in Prince Hua Shang's Mansion has to be more discerning.
Moreover, thinking of those women...
Ha... Hua Shang sneered in his heart, "Don't hate me, you said it yourself just now, you don't really want to save me."
She doesn't need to repay her.
He brought her here in a hurry, said a few words and then turned around and left.
When he left, he was very generous. He smiled and said to Qin'er that if you need anything, just come to her.
But the palace is so big, and people can disappear in a blink of an eye, so where can I find her?
Finally, I stood alone in the pile of books and stared blankly for a long time. Suddenly my stomach let out an unsatisfactory growl...
She is not a concubine, and you cannot treat her like a maid!
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Inside Fengyu Tower, it is peaceful and far-reaching.
After dealing with the farce in the morning, Feng Ruohen returned to his residence to rest.
He thought over and over about today's conversation with the woman, looking for any clues. When it suddenly dawned on him that it was already noon, he realized how much he had expected her to be He Lanqin'er.