Chapter 109
Changping Palace was usually empty, and it was pitch black at night, so palace servants passing by had to quicken their pace and leave as soon as possible.
He Baozhu is not favored, and the palace she lives in is remote, and some strange things are happening there.
But at this moment, the palace servants coming and going were repeatedly going in and out, carrying buckets of water in their hands again and again.
But without exception, the expressions on their faces are very intriguing.
They have been working in the palace for so many years and have never encountered anything like this.
It is unheard of that a noble lady would poop her pants in public.
Not to mention those elegant and well-behaved girls, even those slaves had never been so embarrassed.
The dirt on her panties was so pungent that it was the most pungent smell she had ever tasted. It was hard to imagine how much she had eaten to smell like that...
The stench makes people black...
They didn't even know where to put the clothes they took off. They could only ask and find out that they didn't want them anymore, so they quickly threw them into the toilet.
Even the bathtub that the noble lady in the palace used to bathe in should be thrown away, they thought.
Otherwise, who will use it?
If they accidentally gave it to a noble person, they would be afraid that their lives would be in danger, right?
He Baozhu was lying on the couch, and the maid was massaging her solar plexus. "Princess, is your headache better? If it's still not relieved, can I ask someone to call the imperial physician?"
The palace maid didn't dare to act rashly, even though the Tenth Princess was not favored.
Her mother died early in life, and the emperor never cared about her, but she was, after all, a princess who had married the Royal Jade Butterfly, and was the legitimate master.
Naturally, they had to be extremely cautious when doing things in the palace.
Only powerful eunuchs and maids dare to serve different people differently.
How could an ordinary palace maid have the courage to do that? Even if the master was not favored, one word would cost her her life.
This is a palace, not a market town.
He Baozhu shook her head. "No need. It's much better to take a rest now."
She made me feel dizzy from the smoke just now, and on the way back I wanted to find a place to wash my nose.
What on earth did Yihuan eat?
Jiang Qiyun wanted to stay, but the palace gates were about to be locked and he could not help much, so he had to leave first.
He Zhiyu asked He Baozhu to take good care of Yihuan and left the palace.
Inside the East Palace, palace servants placed brand new, clean clothes on the table.
The Tangquan Palace is filled with mist like a fairyland, and the mist is spreading like clouds. The long hair like black ink is scattered on the shore, the white chest is looming in the mist, and the tight lines are introduced into the water, which arouses people's reverie.
He Zhiyu was born into a royal family with a jade-like appearance. At this moment, with his eyes closed, all he could think of was the touch that he could feel with his arm through several layers of clothes outside the Tai'an Palace.
Finally, he opened his eyes.
With half closed eyes, he looked at the diffuse mist.
Most people can hold back when they have diarrhea. Yihuan is a woman so she naturally would not recklessly let herself fall into such an embarrassing situation.
It is unreasonable to discharge filth uncontrollably.
There is a 90% chance that someone gave her something, which caused her to lose control.
Who could it be?
Jing Yuan walked in at this time, stood aside and asked with his head down: "Your Highness, do you want to go to the palace to pick up Miss Qiao from the palace tomorrow morning?"
He Zhiyu's cold and noble face showed no emotion, and he was silent for a moment before he spoke.
"No need for that. If Yihuan doesn't return home, Minister Qiao will naturally send someone to pick her up tomorrow."
Jing Yuan nodded: "Yes, Your Highness."
He Zhiyu paused and said, "Go and investigate something for me."
The next morning, He Zhiyu did not go to pick up Qiao Yihuan from the palace in person, nor did he send anyone to take her back to the Shangshu Mansion.
Not only that, Minister Qiao didn't send anyone to pick him up.
At the gate of Xiaose Palace, Qiao Yihuan stood there looking at the brilliant morning sun, but he could not feel any warmth in his heart.
She did not sleep all night, and got up early without disturbing anyone in Changping Palace to leave the palace. The more she wanted to fall asleep quickly, the more she remembered everything that happened last night.
Even when she was walking on the palace road, she could feel the palace servants passing by whispering and laughing at her behind her back.
Qiao Yihuan was walking alone on the long street, walking aimlessly.
It was the first time for her to walk on the street so early. It was cold and deserted, without even the smoky shouts of the vendors.
It was not until he saw a woman with a little girl of about four or five years old buying a piece of tofu and seemingly going home in a hurry. When passing by a candied fruit shop, the woman bought a few cents of candied fruit for the little girl that Qiao Yihuan suddenly stopped.
After watching the mother and daughter leave for a long time, she suddenly turned around and headed towards the city gate.
She wanted to find her mother.
Qiao Wanyan had a rare good sleep and stretched lazily under a peach tree in the yard.
But he used too much force, and suddenly his vision went dark and he staggered.
The maid next to her was very considerate and immediately stepped forward to support her, carefully saying, "Miss, are you okay?"
Qiao Wanyan was in a rare good mood and treated the servants in the courtyard kinder, which made the maids even more uneasy and they waited by the side trembling with fear.
"Where's the wolf cub?"
The maidservant beside him immediately said, "My lady, Lu Jinye is there."
Qiao Wanyan looked in the direction she pointed, and sure enough, she saw Lu Jinye standing tall and straight in the corridor, looking at her with a stern expression.
She hooked her finger and said, "Suck, suck, suck."
Lu Jinye: “….”
ill.
When I'm in a good mood, I get sick; when I'm in a bad mood, I take my anger out on others.
Lu Jinye didn't move, and Qiao Wanyan didn't get angry either. She waved at him and said with a smile, "Puppy, come here."
After hearing her say this, Lu Jinye still didn't want to go there.
I don’t know what this crazy woman saw in the palace last night. She was so happy early this morning, like a fool.
"You stupid dog, are you deaf?!" Qiao Wanyan became angry when she saw that he still ignored her.
What she hates most now is not anything else but that others ignore her.
Lu Jinye walked over with an impatient look on his face, "What are you doing?"
Qiao Wanyan slapped him in the face, "Didn't you hear me talking to you? I called you a puppy but you didn't come over, but I called you a dead dog and you came over. Are you willing to be a dead dog?"
Lu Jinye said in a calm tone: "You just like slapping people so much, don't you?"
Qiao Wanyan snorted, "Nonsense! If I don't like you, can I slap you myself? If I didn't like you, I would have asked Zi Yuan to slap you a long time ago!"
That girl's big elbows are not eaten for nothing, they are used to give her strength.
Lu Jinye asked unnecessarily. Qiao Wanyan never thought that slapping someone in the face was a shameful thing to do.
For her, the feeling of slapping someone in the face was fascinating.
Simple and crude, a slap can make her unhappy heart feel better.
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