"My slave has two parents at home and an older brother who is married and has a little nephew who has just turned three this year."
"This slave has no family." Yang Yun's voice was weak, but it still sounded a bit sad.
Feng Hongluan curled her lips slightly: "Then why did you enter the palace?"
"My aunt is in the palace. She recommended this job to me."
Yang Yun did not answer Wan Qing's words until Feng Hongluan asked her in person: "Yang Yun, where are you?"
Before Yang Yun could speak, Wan Qing answered for her: "Yang Yun is the daughter of a palace girl, and her mother was executed when she gave birth to her."
"Oh!" Feng Hongluan turned her head to look at Yang Yun, but saw that her face looked a little painful and she was biting her lower lip.
Seeing Feng Hongluan paying attention to her, she relaxed and nodded with some difficulty: "Yes! It's just what Wan Qing said."
Feng Hongluan chuckled lightly, with a faint smile and no emotion at all.
Yang Yun subconsciously bit her chin again. It was obvious that this life experience was too embarrassing for her.
Closing her eyes, Feng Hongluan stopped asking questions and allowed Wan Qing and Yang Yun to gently separate her long hair. She seemed to be asleep, but in fact she was just taking a nap with her eyes closed.
After washing her hair, she suddenly felt refreshed. She wanted to do it by herself, so she turned away. Wan Qing and Yang Yun were waiting outside the screen. She ordered Wan Qing: "In two quarters of an hour, I will ask the prince to come back."
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Wan Qing responded respectfully: "Yes!"
Wan Qing glanced at Yang Yun, with a sly smile in her eyes.
As a palace maid and an eunuch, she is proud to serve her master. On the one hand, she is naturally loyal, but her wealth is also extremely important.
With Yang Yun's wealth, it's no wonder that even after twenty-four years in the service room, no master is willing to take her.
Wan Qing thought that her family was innocent, and her aunt was an old man in the palace who had devoted her life to her duties. When the King of Jin came to serve Feng Hongluan, she had always been Liu Guiren's maid, and she was highly regarded by Liu Guiren.
Now it was time to change the master. With her spirit and intelligence, it was natural that someone would take the lead.
When two tigers fight, one will be injured. The master's confidant has only one, just like the emperor of a country has only one.
She is smart and cute, looks cute and exquisite, and although she is pretty, she is not beautiful. For a mistress, such a maid gives a good impression at first sight.
As for Yang Yun, she was seven years older than Princess Jin, so they couldn't even talk to each other.
Moreover, although Yang Yun's appearance is not comparable to that of Princess Jin, her facial features are extremely delicate. After dressing up, she will definitely be enchanting and stunning. Looking at the empresses in the palace, who is not picking up ugly people and putting them next to them, with green leaves lined with red flowers, and even more
It’s to compare yourself to beauty.
With a face like Yang Yun's, it is difficult for a man not to be tempted. Fortunately, she has been in the minister's room these years and has not served any master. Otherwise, she might have been attracted by the emperor long ago.
Women will not leave any threats to themselves.
Calculating these points, Wan Qing can predict the difference in status between herself and Yang Yun in Princess Jin's heart.
Moreover, when Princess Jin asked Yang Yun just now, she was hesitant and not honest with her master at all. If she hadn't helped answer the question, Yang Yun might have deliberately concealed it.
The master hates this kind of people the most, so he ordered her to invite the prince back, and every branch will meet Yang Yun!
Whenever the master gives you something to do, it means she wants to use you.
Wan Qing was really getting more and more proud as she thought about it. She was young, but underneath her cute and innocent face, she had a competitive heart.
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Two quarters of an hour later, Wan Qing followed Feng Hongluan's instructions and went to find King Jin when he came back.
In Huaqing Pool, only Yang Yun and Feng Hongluan were left. Separated by a thin layer of gauze, the room was very quiet. Since Wan Qing left, the rushing atmosphere in the room has calmed down a lot.
Wan Qing thought she was hiding it well, but she probably didn't know that her arrogant aura had betrayed her.
In fact, while she was busy helping Yang Yun answer why she entered the palace, Feng Hongluan had already weighed the outcome in her mind.
After soaking for a while, wrinkles appeared on my hands. Wan Qing hadn't come back yet, probably because Hong Yan couldn't be found.
"Yang Yun."
"Yes, empress."
"Wait for me to get up!"
"It's the empress!"
Fairly well-behaved, peaceful and a little humble, this woman, in Feng Hongluan's eyes, did not have the slightest hint of danger.
She was used to being betrayed by the people around her, so she thought people would be so cautious.
After changing clothes, Feng Hongluan didn't bother Yang Yun and talked too much. She didn't talk much, and Yang Yun didn't talk much either. In fact, they were quite compatible.
When I came out of Huaqing Pool, my hair was still slightly damp, and smoke curled up from the carved copper tripod, exuding a sweet and warm aroma.
There were several maids waiting in the room. When they saw Feng Hongluan coming out, they brought a cup of warm milk over.
"Mother, please use it."
It's quite considerate and thoughtful.
Yang Yun held up the white jade bowl containing milk with both hands and brought it to Feng Hongluan.
Feng Hongluan took it and took two sips. The milk also had red dates added, which tasted very good. She drank it all with a smile, and Yang Yun hurriedly stepped forward to take the empty bowl.
Unexpectedly, his hand slipped, and the bowl cracked in half on the ground.
This white jade bowl was worth a lot of money. Yang Yun's face suddenly turned pale and she fell to her knees.
But she didn't cry for mercy as Feng Hongluan expected.
Her shoulders were shaking, and she was obviously very scared, but she knelt straight, her head hung down, and her bare hands clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white.
This action suddenly made people feel a little distressed.
This is an act of resignation, without begging for mercy or explanation, as if you already knew that you can't escape your fate even if you cry and fight.
With her lowered head and tight back, she looked very thin.
Because she was from Feng Hongluan, the maids nearby just said "Ah" in surprise, and no one dared to step forward to punish Yang Yun.
Yang Yun's current resigned look is waiting for Feng Hongluan's decision.
She knew she was dead.
This was in the Queen Mother's palace, and she broke the Queen Mother's things.