The female supporting role is as beautiful as a flower (wearing a book)

The old concubine saw Song Qingjin's doubts, turned her head and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Song Qingjin honestly expressed the doubts in her heart.The old concubine smiled lightly and said, "Her tablet is not here."

Seeing that the old concubine didn't intend to continue, Song Qingjin couldn't ask any further questions.After a while, the old concubine stretched out her hand.Song Qingjin immediately understood and stepped forward to help her up.When the two walked to the door, the sky was cloudier than before.The old concubine looked up and said, "The sky is so cloudy, I'm afraid it's going to rain."

Song Qingjin nodded and said, "Yes. I heard that the rain in late spring and early summer can take many days at once." She looked up, and the thick clouds in the sky were about to turn black.

The ancient willow in the Shoukang Palace was trembling with tender green leaves by the strong wind.Song Qingmei supported the old concubine and walked down step by step.The little maid ran back to the palace a long time ago, took a squirrel-toothed gown, and covered the old concubine's body.

Until I returned to the palace and settled the old concubine to sit down.She put the incense of fresh rose petals crushed just now in the silver silk incense burner, and put it on the small table on the brocade couch of the old dowager.

The old concubine was resting with her eyes closed, when she heard the movement, she opened her eyes and asked, "I just saw that you seem to have something to say, what's the matter, tell me."

Song Qingjin thought for a while, and decided not to hide the truth from the old concubine, so she asked, "Princess, although my maidservant grew up in the countryside, I heard that Maitreya and Tathagata cannot be worshiped together, but this maidservant looked at the empress dowager's hall. , but worship Maitreya Buddha and Tathagata Buddha at the same time, why is that?"

The old concubine's wrinkled hands stretched out from the wide sleeves, and she blocked the curling cigarettes, and said calmly: "She, how could she care about these things."

Song Qingjin didn't quite understand what the old concubine meant.At this moment, she only felt very hated, why "The Princess Becomes a Princess" is such a purebred female literature, did not explain all these issues clearly, and asked her to think about them one by one, one by one Guessing is really exhausting.

As the saying goes, those who are capable work harder. Song Qingjin prides herself that she is not capable, but since she came here, she has learned a lot because of her helplessness.

After waiting for the old concubine to finish her meal and go to bed, Song Qingjin remembered what she had ordered the little palace lady to do, and she didn't know if she had come back.Thinking of this, Song Qingjin couldn't help but quicken her pace, and when she reached the door, she saw the little maid standing there anxiously, as if she was waiting for her.

Song Qingjin walked up, took the little maid's hand, led her into her room, and closed the door tightly.Seeing that the maid's hands were trembling, she turned around and poured her a cup of tea.

After she sat down, her breathing became calmer, then she patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, speak slowly if you have something to say."

The little palace lady drank a few sips of water before she wiped her mouth, and said to Song Qingjin, "Miss Qingjin, I just peeked at it from behind the wall. It was a palace lady who died, just like that. It's lying on the ground like a dead snake, its heart and liver have been dug out!"

Song Qingjin couldn't believe what the little maid said.It took her a while to turn around, and she asked suspiciously: "Is it true? Are you sure you saw it clearly, are you not mistaken?"

The little palace maid immediately said: "Girl Qing, how dare this servant lie about such a thing? This servant has indeed seen it with her own eyes. That person's entire heart has been dug out!"

There was a gust of wind blowing outside the window.Song Qingjin only felt dense goose bumps on her arms, which made her tremble a few times.She stood up quickly, closed the window tightly, came back, and sat down at the table, tightly twisting the veil with both hands, the little maid looked at her cautiously, and said: "Miss Qing, You said, is Ruibing Palace haunted? I heard people say that since the maid died in the palace last year, the vicinity of Ruibing Palace has been haunted. I just heard someone say that people died in the vicinity of Ruibing Palace every now and then. The servant thinks, Maybe it's the ghost who came to claim his life!"

Song Qingjin immediately covered her mouth and said, "Stop talking nonsense. You know this and I know it. Don't tell the third person. Otherwise, neither of us will survive, understand?"

The little palace lady was obviously also frightened, and said: "Young concubine, don't worry, I also listened to people telling me about this, and she also told me not to say it, I know it, and I will never say a word to others .”

Song Qingjin nodded and smiled at her.The little maid got up and was about to say goodbye.When she reached the door, Song Qingjin suddenly stopped her and asked, "You saw such a disgusting thing just now, you must not have had a good dinner."

The little maid turned her head, patted her belly, and said, "Yes. I just thought about it, and I felt like I couldn't eat. But I ran around all afternoon, and now I feel a little hungry again, but there's nothing wrong with this big night. The place is ready to eat, let’s wait until tomorrow morning.”

Song Qingjin thought for a while and said, "That's just right, the old concubine rewarded me with two bowls of food, I thought I wouldn't be able to eat it, after the night of fasting, you can come to my room and eat with me something."

The little maid was stunned, blinked quickly, and asked, "Really, is it okay?"

Song Qingjin said: "Really, I can't eat so much by myself. Besides, you have done me a favor, and I just use this as your thank you!"

When the little maid heard Song Qingjin say this to her, she also let go of her heart, immediately showed a happy smile, and flew away like a little swallow.Song Qingjin was still sitting at the table, her brows were tightly furrowed, the things in her mind seemed to be a mess, and she was required to unpack them bit by bit.

Miserable palace maids, the number of wooden pillars at the entrance of Ruibing Palace changes every day, strange Buddha statues in the palace of the deceased queen mother, poisonous snakes that almost bit Su Jieyu, and sleepy ones old dowager.

Song Qingjin always felt that there seemed to be some connection between all these things.But she couldn't find a clue that could put it all together.

Maybe she needs to find someone to help.When those three words were about to come out of her mouth, Song Qingjin fell into hesitation again.

After all, now she doesn't know whether Xiao Yixuan is someone who can help her find out the truth behind the scenes, or whether he is a participant in this matter.If it was the latter, even if Song Qingjin went to ask, she might bring herself to death.

Song Qingjin bit her lips tightly.It's a pity that many things in this novel are unclear, and now she has to check it by herself.She finally understood Xiao Yixuan's purpose for casting her into this deep palace.

The harem is like a bottomless lake, and she, a little maid, is like a pebble thrown into the palace.Because it will not be easily noticed by others, so many times, it can find out the truth of many things.

However, she also has to be more careful.The phrase "Once you enter the palace gate is as deep as the sea" is often not only said to the concubines in the palace.Song Qingjin sighed heavily, and threw the pale pink handkerchief embroidered with roses on the table.

Looking at the blood-red roses on the handkerchief.Song Qingjin gradually had a dangerous thought in her heart.When I was a child watching detective films, those detectives always shuttled through the scene of the crime several times, looking for new clues and previously missed traces.

Song Qingjin took out her handkerchief again.She touched the roses on it.A plan gradually took shape in my mind.The sky is still gloomy, and I don't know what time it is.

In the evening, the little maid named Shan Cha came over.Of course, Quan An also came.Song Qingjin put two bowls of vegetables in front of them, one was quail eggs in ginger sauce, and the other was shredded bellflower pork.

Song Qingjin looked at the two foodies who were staring at the food in front of them, smiled helplessly, put a bowl of rice in front of them, and said in a low voice: "Eat slowly, there are a lot of dishes .”

Quan An was already familiar with Song Qingjin, so he moved his chopsticks first.Shancha followed closely behind, and began to eat in big mouthfuls.Song Qingjin didn't have any appetite right now, so she brought a cup of tea over and sipped it in small sips. Looking at the two of them feasting, she fell into deep thought again.

Quan An raised his head and said to Song Qingjin, "Sister Qingjin, what's wrong with you? You've been absent-minded since just now, is there something wrong?"

Shan Cha swallowed the quail eggs in her mouth, exchanged glances with Song Qingjin, and quickly understood.He gave Quan An a slap in the face, and said, "You can eat your food well. Sister Qingmei has a small appetite, you think everyone can eat like you!"

Quan An said unwillingly: "You are not the same!"

The two quickly fell into a bickering.However, this did not affect their mood and speed of eating. The two bowls of dishes bottomed out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After seeing off the two of them, Song Qingjian told them that if they were hungry in the future, they could come to her place often and chat with her by the way.The two immediately agreed and left quickly.

Song Qingjin closed the door and listened to the voice outside.Listening to the night watchman at the gate of the hall ringing the small bell four times.She was also moved by the sound, went to the small room behind, quickly changed a dress, and put on another veil.

Song Qingjin carried a small and handy glazed lamp, and slowly opened the door. After making sure that there was no one around, she quickly went out through the corner door at the back and the dog hole next to it.

She didn't light the lantern with a flint until she had gone a long way and made sure there was no one around, and walked slowly towards Ruibing Hall.The night was as dark as ink, and there was no sound around, and she could clearly hear her own breathing.

The author has something to say: I will eat boiled vegetables in two days

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