Yuan Qingling walked over and sat down, leaning back, looking at her in a more comfortable position, "I want to know the truth, I want to know the relationship between you and Man'er."
"The prince is too worried." Aunt Qing also looked at her, her smile did not fade, but the chill in her eyes deepened, "The slave and maidservant didn't know her before, but everyone is going to eat today, but she didn't, so she prepared something for her. One copy, nothing more."
Yuan Qingling asked: "Well, today, when you show kindness and don’t see a maid being bullied and hungry, then you didn’t want to go out of the palace before. Why did you change your mind after hearing that the daughter of the King of Southern Xinjiang was in Beijing? Yes? I believe that going out of the palace is a very dangerous thing for you, and there is even a risk of killing, but you ignored it and begged the imperial concubine. Do you simply want to repay Luo Guiren? But I I have understood that, in fact, there is no deep relationship between you and Luo Guibing. Otherwise, when she had an accident, you would have been convicted of sitting together. It is precisely because you are not a confidant that you can survive."
Aunt Qing sneered, "The prince's imagination is too good, what is the daughter of the king of Southern Xinjiang? The slave and maidservant have never heard of it before, let alone care about it."
"You are also from Southern Xinjiang, don't you care about the King of Southern Xinjiang?" Yuan Qingling asked while looking at her.
Aunt Qing looked up coldly, "Although the slave and maid are from southern Xinjiang, but the prince must know that southern Xinjiang is divided into the northern faction, and the slave is from the north, how can you care about the king of southern Xinjiang? So, the prince do you think There are too many. Although the slave and maid does not know what you intend to do, these things are really uninteresting for a Nanjiang slave who only cares about his job."
Yuan Qing was startled, "Are you from northern Xinjiang?" She originally thought that Aunt Qing might be a member of the Southern Xinjiang Prince's Mansion or a concubine of the southern king, but if it was from northern Xinjiang, this would not be true.
"The slave and maid can swear to the sky. They are from northern Xinjiang. If there is a half-word, the sky will be thundered and thunderous," said Aunt Qing.
Yuan Qingling looked at her with a suspicion flashing in her eyes. She didn't seem to be lying. She was lying in front of her to cover up, as can be seen from her subtle expression and body language.
But now this oath, she is very calm.
A thought suddenly flashed in Yuan Qingling's mind, a rather absurd one.
However, this idea was immediately rejected by her, because this guess was unlikely, or almost impossible.
Could it be that the direction you thought was wrong
Aunt Qing stepped forward to the blessed body, the coldness in her eyes had faded, and she was replaced by the humble and respectful slaves, "The slaves and maidservants do have a purpose when they leave the palace, but they are not for the daughter of the king of Southern Xinjiang. These things have nothing to do with the slaves. Of course, as the prince said, it was not for the purpose of serving the Nine His Royal Highness wholeheartedly. As for the slave girl who was hungry, she felt unbearable because she learned that she was from Southern Xinjiang. However, the slave girl didn’t know that she was from Southern Xinjiang. It's still in northern Xinjiang, just out of the pity of fellow countrymen. Therefore, I don't know what the purpose of your temptation is for the princess, or the master's mind, the slave and maid dare not to bother."
Yuan Qingling looked at her, whether she was in the palace before or now, she called Rong Yue and the others to accompany him, just not wanting Aunt Qing to see where Man'er was serving, but today I saw her attitude towards Man'er, A large part of her heart was certain that she and Man'er were related, so she didn't hesitate to expose it. But if she has nothing to do with Man'er, and is from northern Xinjiang, then this action is just a coincidence, but it exposes Man'er's identity.
"Then I don't know what your purpose is to leave the palace and enter the palace?" Yuan Qingling asked.
Aunt Qing said: "This is the slave's private matter, can the slave not talk about it?"
She paused, and then said slightly mockingly: "Of course, the master asks the slave and the maid. The slave cannot hide something from the master. If the prince concubine insists on knowing, the slave can also say it."
Yuan Qingling feels that this aunt Qing is good at grasping people's minds. After saying this, she asks her purpose again. It is inevitable that power is overwhelming.
Yuan Qingling didn't ask, because this so-called purpose is not necessarily true.
She looked at Aunt Qing, and from the skin, there was really no similarity between her and Man'er, but after this conversation, looking at her eyes, Yuan Qingling felt that there was still a familiar feeling, somewhat similar. In fact, it is not in the flesh but in the temperament, in the bones.
That thought came to mind again.
Yuan Qingling stroked her belly and rubbed the embroidery with her fingertips. She said it all today. She didn't care about guessing these two sentences. She looked at Aunt Qing and said, "Your name is Mu Qingqing, the maiden who disappeared in northern Xinjiang."
Aunt Qing grasped the wide sleeves with her fingers, and slowly retracted her hands inward, looking at Yuan Qingling like this without turning her eyes, and then said somewhat ridiculously, "Prince Princess, you really know how to guess."
Yuan Qingling did not let go of any of her subtle expressions and movements, and continued: "Mu Qingqing has disappeared, but no one thought that she would marry the king of Nanjiang as a concubine and gave birth to a daughter."
Aunt Qing had a more exaggerated sarcasm on her face, and the muscles on her face finally trembled. "People in southern Xinjiang know that the wizards of northern Xinjiang and the king of southern Xinjiang have been fighting in secret for a long time. The witch is a leader elected by the gods, how can she go against the sky? That's a capital crime!"
She guessed it right!
Yuan Qingling looked at her expression and said softly, Mu Qingqing, side concubine, Aunt Qing, and Man'er's mother were all alone.
This explains why she had to leave the King of Southern Xinjiang at first, because she concealed her identity to marry the King of Southern Xinjiang, and it was impossible to keep it. Someone found out, and Man'er said that her mother-in-law told her that someone was making her trouble She went out to avoid the limelight, just to hide from the people in the north.
After she left the King of Southern Xinjiang, perhaps she wanted to avoid the limelight at first, but then the King of Southern Xinjiang was killed. She could not go back, and the people in northern Xinjiang would not let her go. She could only hide in one border. The place beyond the reach of the Northerners is the capital city, and that is the royal family in Beijing.
This is also the reason why she is unwilling to leave the palace to serve Lao Jiu, because she will be in danger when she leaves the palace.
But she finally came because she knew that her daughter was in Beijing, and she could only find her whereabouts when she left the palace.
She sighed softly, stood up and said, "If Man'er knew that her mother-in-law was still alive, I don’t know how happy it would be, but now I can’t tell her that it will kill her. Don’t worry, the entire Chu Palace will do its best to protect her. ."
Aunt Qing still sneered, but as Yuan Qingling pushed the door out, her sneer disintegrated little by little, collapsed, tears slid from her face, slid over the wrinkled skin, and fell into her lips, she almost I have forgotten the taste of salty and bitterness.
Yuan Qingling didn't look back at her. Now that she is sure of her identity, she can be sure that she will not be against Man'er. Right now, it is best not to recognize each other.