Qingyan has its own set of gauges, ranging from prominent officials to the mansions of ordinary people. The gauges are similar, and the treatment of guests is also similar. Basically, let the guests wait outside the mansion for a while, and wait a while. People go to report, if the owner of the house agrees to meet the guests, the guests can visit the house.
If the master of the house doesn’t like it and doesn’t welcome visitors, he will ask them to hand over the so-called greeting card. After the master receives the greeting card, after three or five days, he will let the guests who don’t like it and don’t welcome him come to see him...
Wang Shanshan is obviously not liked in Xiaoyao Palace, an unwelcome guest...
Hearing this, Wang Shanshan's delicate face darkened in an instant, and he said angrily: "Your gauges are too long-winded..."
The housekeeper looked indifferently: "I'm sorry, the rules and distances of the palace are set in this way. If Miss Wang dislikes the trouble of the rules and refuses to follow them, you can leave..."
"I won't leave..." Wang Shanshan interrupted the butler angrily, glared at him fiercely and said, "I'm here to ask if the master of your house has hurt brother Yi. Before I see your master, I won't leave… "
The housekeeper still looked indifferently: "In this case, please ask the girl to hand over the post according to the rules of our palace..."
"It's too troublesome if I don't hand over the greeting card." Wang Shanshan interrupted the butler again, staring at him arrogantly and said: "I'm going to see your concubine right now, bring her to see me soon..."
Butler: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Running to someone else's house, making a fuss, and yelling outrightly for the master of that house to come to see her, is this Wang Shanshan insane...
"Miss Wang, I can't agree to your request. If there is nothing else, please go back." He didn't want to say a word to this brain-dead girl.
The housekeeper waved his hand lightly, and two guards of Xiaoyao Palace stepped forward, grabbed Wang Shanshan's arm, and were about to drag her out of the palace.
No, Wang Shanshan struggled violently, and said while struggling: "The concubine of Xiaoyao Palace, come out quickly, this girl has something important to ask you..."
Murong Xue: "..."
Brain-dead Wang Shanshan! Really stupid, but: "Didn't you say that Wang Shanshan was grounded?" How did she get into the Xiaoyao Palace again
Murong Xue looked at the maid in the green skirt in confusion, and the maid in the green skirt made a bitter face: She doesn't know the specific situation. Yesterday, there were rumors in the streets and alleys of the capital that Wang Shanshan was grounded. The appearance makes people feel that Wang Shanshan is really grounded...
Murong Xue: "..."
Wang Shanshan was grounded, and the people in the capital ran wild with joy, but Wang Shanshan was really unlikable.
Wang Shanshan is so self-willed and arrogant, if people dare to spread that she was grounded, then she should be really grounded. The reason why she can come to Xiaoyao Palace now is because she was released or escaped by herself. Murong Xue felt that Wang Shanshan was more likely to be the latter...
After escaping, she didn't go to find Fu Yien'ai'ai, but went to the door one by one, and continued to question her, in order to find the murderer who secretly shot Master Yiyinzhen, who was also drunk...
"She should be very concerned about her fiancé named Fu Yi." The maid in the green skirt thought for a moment and came to this conclusion: After trying her best to escape from the confinement room, the first thing she did was to find The murderer who plotted against Fu Yi shows her intentions towards Fu Yi...
Well, Wang Shanshan really cared about Fu Yi, to the point that most of the capital city was turned over by the people she tossed about...
Murong Xue was thinking in her heart, she accidentally saw Meier, she was looking in the direction of the gate of the palace, a flash of hatred flashed in her dark eyes, the hatred was so strong that it seemed to swallow people alive, the next second, the hatred Disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared...