Half an hour later, with Meng Fuyao's skirt tied around her waist, she sneaked out of the skylight of the clean room.
Just now, in the toilet, next to the toilet, Meng Fuyao cried to the only two audiences about a "miserable woman who sought her husband for thousands of miles but was forced to be a concubine in the palace, pregnant and tortured by the prince and will be aborted" There are countless touching and tearful love stories. Meng Fuyao interprets this story very well. The emotional narrative is vivid and the plot is detailed. The abuse and pain of the poor concubine were so vividly expressed that the two listeners of this story burst into tears and immediately volunteered to help her out of the clutches of the devil.
So a court lady sat on Gong Tong instead of her, and the other went out calmly to reply to Zhan Beiye who came to urge him, "Madam has a bad stomach, I'll be back later."
The court lady who had heard of the bloody drama, and the male protagonist in the domestic violence case, naturally had strange eyes and tone of voice. The male protagonist naturally felt a little strange. He didn't understand where the hostility came from, but he didn't expect that he had already Unknowingly, he was given the title of a peerless person who "robs people's daughters and coerces them to have abortions".
Meng Fuyao, who ruined the reputation of others, naturally had no self-consciousness of repentance. After crawling out of the back window, he ran all the way, hiding from people and slipping through the door. He quickly left the Qingyun Palace, but walked a long way Afterwards, Meng Fuyao found that looking around, all the palaces were similar, but he couldn't find the main entrance.
She is lost.
Looking at an empty palace in front of her, Meng Fuyao squatted on the ground and pulled her hair, secretly scolding Taiyuan Palace for not following the rules. Based on her experience in studying history and archeology in her previous life, the three levels of the imperial city, with the main hall as the axis, along the Qing Dynasty If Yun Dian walked straight out, she would be able to walk out of the palace gate, but now it seems that she has come to the inner palace.
She is currently wearing palace maid's clothes, the two court ladies had a change of clothes in the clean room, and they lent her a set, so no one questioned her for a while, Meng Fuyao was planning to ask a low-status eunuch for directions, when suddenly I smelled a familiar fragrance coming from the corner of a corridor.
The aroma was very familiar, like peony mixed with peony, and made with high-quality borneol, Meng Fuyao sniffed it carefully, and his face suddenly changed.
This seems to be Pei Yuan's usual scent!
Meng Fuyao yelled that it was not good, turned around and wanted to avoid it, wearing jingling rings behind her, a figure in red clothes turned around the corner of the corridor, and there was another person beside him, that person smiled as he walked, "The chief of the county is going to Xin Palace, old slave Show you the way."
"No need." Sure enough, it was Pei Yuan's cold and arrogant tone, which was a little more austere and stern than before, and she said flatly, "Boss Manager Jin will go in person, just call a maid."
Meng Fuyao groaned secretly in his heart, stiffened his back and tried to hide himself behind a clump of flowers and trees, just as he moved his body, Manager Jin shouted loudly behind him, "Hey, come here!"
Meng Fuyao froze on the spot, thousands of thoughts crossed his mind in an instant, to escape, or not to escape? If he escaped, his true energy would have been sealed by that goddamn Zhan Beiye, so he wouldn't be able to run far, if he didn't run away, Pei Yuan would recognize him, and when she saw that she wasn't dead, she would immediately guess that the disfigurement on her face was caused by her , when the time comes, she thinks it will not be easy to die well.
Meng Fuyao gritted her teeth, secretly hating herself for why she escaped now. Although Zhan Beiye imprisoned her to be free, at least she would not hurt her life.
This hesitation, seeing in Pei Yuan's eyes, had aroused her anger, her eyes turned cold outside the veil, and she said in a cold voice, "Eunuch Jin, the palace people under your command are becoming more and more unruly, even you, the chief of the inner court, called me, Dare to ignore it."
Eunuch Jin lost face in front of the princess, and was also furious. He stamped his foot and said sharply, "You little hoof, which palace are you in? You are so unruly! Go to the respect room to get thirty sticks yourself!"
Tell me to get the cane
When Meng Fuyao was overjoyed, he quickly bowed in response, and was about to leave, before he took two steps, he suddenly heard Pei Yuan coldly say, "Wait a minute."
Meng Fuyao stood still helplessly, her fingertips dug into her palm, and the palm was slightly sweaty.
Pei Yuan suddenly stopped talking, and the surroundings fell silent, a pair of substantive eyes fell on her back, cutting through all the disguise like a knife, and searched her thoroughly.
Meng Fuyao's back was gradually soaked in sweat.
He didn't know whether it was the coldness in his eyes, or because the wind in late autumn was so cold, layers of chill silently crept in, Meng Fuyao felt like a snake was crawling in his vest, and there was a venom-like smell in the wet and cold.
Behind him, Pei Yuan suddenly smiled, and then said to Duke Jin: "Boss Jin, this maid looks a bit dull and doesn't know the rules, but she is not to blame, so let her atone for her sins and serve me For one, you go and deal with your business, it's His Majesty's birthday, and I'm going to drive from Qian'an Palace to attend the banquet later, without you I can't do it."
"The princess is kind, the old slave will naturally follow you." Eunuch Jin retreated with a flattering smile, only Pei Yuan and Meng Fuyao were left in this abandoned palace.
Meng Fuyao took a deep breath, put on a flattering smile, and turned around.
The sentence "I have seen the princess" was still rolling on the tip of my tongue, but on the opposite side, Pei Yuan put his hands behind his back, raised his steps slightly, and floated over like floating clouds.
Meng Fuyao saw that she had even used her master's "Feiyundu" movement technique, her heart sank immediately.
Sure enough, Pei Yuan stood still in front of her, looking at her with a smile on his face, but there was a cold light in his eyes, like lightning hidden behind dark clouds, about to penetrate the sky.
She tilted her head slightly, biting the words on the tip of her tongue, and said word by word, briskly and sharply:
"Meng, Fu, Shake."