Zhu Qineli slandered "Nian Xiaoba" dozens of times, and at least the ward rallied and pushed her out like this.
Looking sideways, "Nian Xiaoba" was still making a "v" gesture to her, and she wanted to cry without tears.
She had never been so nervous before, remembering the plan made by the two of them, she gritted her teeth, and was about to kneel down to report, when an anxious and beautiful voice came from the seat, "Xiao Qi, you haven't come back yet."
Immediately afterwards, a shadow of pink rose from the case and entered the arena, but it was Liu Shimin.
Seeing that Zhang Jin was about to come in to confess the crime, Zhu Qi quickly squeezed Shi Min's hand, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, Xiao Qi is a slave in Zhang Shangshu's house, and I have something to report."
The sound was silent.
There was no echo from the high platform.
Zhu Qi only felt that the tension in his heart was about to explode, someone walked in quickly, lifted his clothes and knelt down, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, this little maid is a new maid in Wei Chen's house. She doesn't know the rules and has offended Sheng Ting. crime."
"Today is a great joy for the emperor's birthday banquet. Regardless of the punishment, and the new maid does not understand the rules, Zhang Qing will take the maid."
It was Concubine Ru who spoke out, with a mild smile.
His mother, the past three years should have been very good, and she has a grandson under her knees... Zhu Qi was relieved, but he couldn't hold back the bitterness. Zhang Jin's eyes looked over with a warning, her lips were slightly tickled, Zhang Jin's brows wrinkled deeper, and a stern look appeared. Liu Shimin bit her lip and was about to pull her down, she was shocked, she hadn't started yet—
"Isn't there something to report? Let's talk."
The slightly lower voice covered the voices that were raised again around.
The whole place fell silent again.
Zhang Jin was taken aback, and Liu Shimin was equally taken aback, looking at the man on the high platform together.
Zhu Qicai raised his head slightly trembling after his eyes were fixed at his feet for a while.
Across a long distance, he made a faint sound at the end and looked at her lightly.
The stranger she knew best.
Liu Shimin was shocked and anxious, "Little Seven!"
Zhu Qi took Shi Min's hand heavily, got up and walked towards the high platform in front of him.
She knew that everyone was looking at her, familiar ones in the past, and strangers later, watching her, a mediocre and bold little maid walking towards the emperor.
Yuhuan reached out and gently covered his mouth and nose.
Seven.
Approaching him step by step, Zhu Qi's eyes became hot again.
The closer to him, the people she laughed and cried with in the past.
Ah Li, now the people closest to you are safe by your side, watching you lead Xiliang to the prosperity of the world, are you still lonely
You will be fine without me, but how long will it take you to finally see me as a passer-by.
three years? Thirteen years? Thirty years
Time flicks.
In the distance where she could finally see his face clearly, she knelt down slowly.
"This little maid is really interesting."
On the side, Yuzhi's laughing voice came, Xia Sang reached out and held her hand under the case and pressed it. Yuzhi was a little strange, but didn't laugh anymore.
Xia Sang glanced at Qingfeng who was standing behind Long Feili on the stage, and Lu Kai glanced at Long Zijin and the others, knowing that they also noticed the emperor's slight difference - he landed on the maid and hooked slightly. eyes.
Anyone who was with the emperor knew that the emperor called the new year to be "little seven". No one knew the origin of this name, but no one did not understand what it meant to the emperor.
He noticed this maid just now that her eyes were always on them, and then the emperor arrived, and her eyes never left the emperor... The emperor must also know.
Except for married women, which woman in this palace does not have deep thoughts about the emperor, this maid does not feel reckless, even a bit restrained, not like ordinary maids, but no matter how thoughtful a woman is, she is not will be so fearless.
Zhang Family's little slave, what is Zhang Jin thinking... After all, this woman's appearance is just ordinary.
With the complicated eyes on the top, Zhu Qi swallowed and raised his head: "Your Majesty, in addition to the second lady, the eldest lady of the little slave family also prepared a gift for the emperor. I feel that the small gift is meager, and it is not easy to present it. The little slave can't bear to break the lady's heart, so I dare to speak, and I hope the emperor forgives my sins."
Her voice was as crisp as a pearl tap, and the field was very quiet. Everyone was waiting to hear what the woman said. At this time, they were all surprised. I didn't expect this little slave to present a gift to the Lord.
"Well, Mrs. Zhang has been bothered." With a light tap on the table, Long Feili put down the wine cup.
Zhang Jin was stunned and looked at Liu Shimin, but Liu Shimin was completely dizzy at this time... Where did she have any gifts to present! She was frightened and did not dare to neglect her, so she hurriedly bowed her head and replied, "Your majesty praises me, but my concubine dares not."
You can see it all at a glance, it must not be a mounted painting, treasure porcelain, Yushan, etc. All directions are like cold light and sharp arrows poking over, wanting to see what she brings out, the clothes on Zhu Qi’s back are long ago. Sweaty.
Long Zijin said with a smile: "Yun that little slave, don't you bring the gift soon, this king is really curious."
"That's not right, hurry up!" Yuzhi smiled while touching her palms.
"As soon as you talk about it, Aijia is also very curious." Concubine Ru chuckled and Yuzhi said, "The mother is not in a hurry. When the little maid presents the things, Yuzhi will tell you the old man immediately."
The field was instantly lively again, guessing this sudden gift.
Liu Shimin, who was behind Zhu Qi, was trembling all over.
Don't miss out on a gift for the emperor! Zhang Jin was nervous in his heart and lowered his voice, "Min'er, what the hell is that!"
Zhu Qi bit his lip, and slowly took out a wooden box from his arms and held it up above his head.