The dazzling firelight instantly illuminated the entire woodshed. The nanny and several palace maids looked away when they saw the naked man.
"Wang Zhong Guard, how unbecoming are you looking like this!" Grandma Li scolded angrily: "This is the Clothes Bureau. What on earth is the meaning of Wang Zhong Guard being naked here late at night!"
"Mama Li... It's all her... It's all her..." Wang Zhong said while pointing to the right: "She was the one who seduced me. When she saw that I didn't obey, when the matter was exposed, the sword tore my clothes to pieces. It's all her...it's all her..."
Everyone looked in the direction of Wang Zhong, and there was no one in the direction he was pointing. Perhaps it should be said... except for Wang Zhong, there was no one else in the entire woodshed.
"Mama Li..." The maid of the Huanyi Bureau on the side leaned into Grandma Li's ear and said, "This Wang Zhong guard must not have any quirks."
Another palace maid immediately answered: "If he doesn't have any quirks, then he must have a mental problem."
"You two go and report to the head guard of the Qianqing Sect and ask him to come to the Clothing Bureau to pick him up.
Wang Zhong seemed to sense something was wrong and looked to his right.
It was empty, not even a shadow.
I heard him yell "Ah", rolled his eyes, and fainted from fright.
Because Luo Qingchen didn't digest the memory of the original owner very well, she went to a place she was unfamiliar with when teleporting.
In the backyard of the palace, one wrong step led to another wrong step. Now she was just a maid of the Clothing Bureau, so naturally she couldn't make any mistakes.
Surrounded by rockeries and filled with the fragrance of flowers, it should be the imperial garden.
Luo Qingchen frowned slightly and walked quickly towards the direction of the clothing department.
Unexpectedly, around a corner, he bumped into someone.
"Be careful-" The other party reacted quickly and immediately grabbed her wrist, making her stand firmly instead of having close contact with the earth.
She nodded slightly, the evening breeze blew by, and a beautiful face reflected on her cheek.
Song Nanmo.
He wore a navy blue robe trimmed with gold, and a gold belt around his waist. She has long eyebrows like willows and a body like a jade tree. Under her sword eyebrows, which are neither thick nor light, her long and narrow eyes are like gurgling spring water. Handsome profile, impeccable facial contours.
His dark eyes were as dark as ink, and even though the night was thick, they couldn't hide the stars in them.
"Master Song, whom I have met before." Luo Qingchen hurriedly knelt down and saluted, not daring to go any further.
Song Nanmo's ancestors were all heroes in the founding of the country. His father was a general who went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, his sister was a concubine in the harem, and his sister was the daughter-in-law of the prime minister.
And at a young age, he was appointed as the minister of the Ministry of Industry of the imperial court. He is not only the companion of the current Holy Emperor, but also his best friend.
All the maids in the palace looked like they were nymphos seeing a male god when they saw him, because he was the most handsome man in the entire Forbidden City.
There was such a huge disparity in status between her and him. It was really... difficult.
"Get up." He said calmly, his brows twitching slightly as he said, "Are you a palace maid from the Clothing Bureau?"
Luo Qingchen lowered her eyes and said, "Yes."
"Why are you in the Imperial Garden so late?" Song Nanmo's voice was pleasant, like a clear spring in summer, as cool as water.
"Replying to your lord, one of the clothes received by the Clothes Bureau today has stains on one of the imperial robes, which cannot be washed away. Servant... I have been ordered by my grandma to collect some flower petals to use for cleaning the robes." Use it.” (To be continued)