Chapter 322 I Dare Not Offend Your Majesty

"Who is that woman in green? Did her appearance make His Majesty different?"

"Who knows? Should we tell the Saint of Mobei?"

Before, Wu Zhaoli gave many benefits to the people serving Dijiang, so that they could inform her first if anything happened.

But the people around Dijiang are not so easy to bribe.

"What are you talking about? We are His Majesty's men. No matter how many benefits the Saintess of Mobei gives us, she can't buy us off. I will return her things to her later."

"Me too, I am only loyal to Your Majesty."

Dijiang and Jiujiu walked around for a while and then went back.

After the two of them had their meal, Dijiang even gave Jiujiu a side hall of his bedroom to live in.

At night, Nan Yuanxiang was also invited into the palace.

Nan Yuanxiang and Jiujiu lived together in the side hall of Dijiang's bedroom. This was the treatment for the most distinguished guests, which ordinary people could never have.

As for Feng Yunyi and Xie Youxian, they did not receive such treatment. They were arranged to go to the post house.

The two were unhappy and unwilling, so they moved into the palace by force. However, they moved into the eunuchs' room in the palace.

Because there was no extra accommodation for the two of them in the palace, especially near His Majesty's bedroom, if they wanted to stay, they could only live in the eunuchs' rooms.

The next morning, after Nan Yuanxiang found out about this, she made fun of Feng Yunyi for a long time.

He is so stupid. He insists on living in the eunuch's room. Isn't the inn nicer?

After hearing this, Jiujiu also laughed.

"By the way, we should send someone to tell Sister Wen Yuan."

"We disappeared one after another yesterday. I guess she was very worried."

Jiujiu suddenly remembered this matter.

Nan Yuanxiang drew her eyebrows in front of the mirror and said, "Well, Jiujiu, you don't have to worry. His Majesty has already sent someone to tell you. Just stay in the palace and be at ease."

"Okay." Jiujiu didn't expect that Brother Dijiang could help her with such a small thing. She felt very relieved.

Jiujiu smiled, picked up the red dress handed to her by the maid, gestured a few times in front of the bronze mirror, and prepared to put it on.

Nan Yuanxiang looked at Jiujiu in the mirror and said, "Jiujiu, this Southern Kingdom's palace is completely different from our Western Chu's. Let's go for a walk, okay?"

"good."

The two of them packed up, had breakfast, and then went out for a walk.

When they walked to the corner of the Imperial Garden, they suddenly saw a person who looked like a palace maid, kneeling on a pile of porcelain slag. Her knees were rotten and bleeding, but she was still kneeling.

The palace maid's shoulders were trembling, her face was pale, and she was covered in cold sweat.

It looks miserable.

And her injuries were serious.

If she kneels down again, her legs will be broken and she will never be able to stand up again.

Jiujiu looked at it for a few seconds and felt sorry for her, so she stepped forward and asked the palace maid to get up.

The maid endured the pain and looked up at Jiujiu: "My dear lady, I appreciate your kindness."

"But, this servant cannot get up."

There was a chill in the maid's voice.

"Can't get up?" Jiujiu felt distressed and puzzled: "Why is that?"

"Because I was punished to kneel by the Saint of Mobei. The Saint of Mobei is very likely the future queen of our Southern Kingdom. To offend her is to offend Your Majesty."

"No matter who I offend, I dare not offend Your Majesty. I don't want to die."

The maid looked frightened.

"Don't worry, your Majesty will not marry the Saint of Mobei." Nan Yuanxiang looked at Jiujiu meaningfully and said.

Jiujiu gave Nan Yuanxiang a look that said 'don't tease me', and then said: "Get up quickly, don't worry, I have some friendship with your Majesty, I will help you to plead for him, you will be fine."

"The Saintess of Mobei won't do anything to you."

"No, I really can't get up." The maid refused.

Seeing this, Jiujiu stopped trying to persuade him and instead asked, "What unforgivable sin have you committed? Why do you need to be punished like this to atone for your sins? Why are you afraid to get up?"

Speaking of this, the maid cried with grievance, "I just accidentally broke a cup and frightened the Saint, and the Saint punished me like this."

She had never seen such a difficult master to serve. She had been kneeling here for three days, but the saint was still angry.

Her legs must be broken from kneeling.

But it's okay as long as I can save my life.

She didn't dare ask for too much.

"My lady, will you please leave?"

"I will remember your kindness today."

"If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely repay you."

"What? You just accidentally broke a cup, and she punished you like this?" Nan Yuanxiang stamped her feet in anger. She stood up for the palace maid and said, "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. It's a great virtue to admit your mistakes and correct them!"

"There's no need to be so cruel!"

"How can a cup compare to a pair of legs?"

Nan Yuanxiang said this, motioning to Jiujiu to help her to help the palace maid up and sit aside, and then sent someone to find the imperial physician.

The maid still refused to get up, so Nan Yuanxiang pointed at Jiujiu and said, "She is the apple of your majesty's eye. With her around, no one can do anything to you."

"Not even that cheating Saint of Mobei."

Nan Yuanxiang looked down on Wu Zhaoli at all.

To her, Wu Zhaoli means nothing.

"Your Majesty's favorite person?" The maid looked at Jiujiu in disbelief. Your Majesty actually has a favorite person? Really?

"If I lie to you, I will turn into a pig." Nan Yuanxiang cursed herself viciously, without any politeness.

After hearing this, the palace maid looked at Jiujiu and then at Nan Yuanxiang. For some reason, she inexplicably wanted to believe these two people.

They would surely be able to save her, and her legs as well.

She won't be disabled anymore.

Very good.

"My two benefactors, I."

"I don't know how to repay your kindness."

After the palace maid finished speaking, she let Jiujiu and Nan Yuanxiang help her to sit on a stone nearby.

My knee finally feels a little better.

It's not so painful anymore.

“Isn’t there a saying that goes, ‘No need to thank for a great favor’?” Jiujiu said.

"Yes, yes, yes." Nan Yuanxiang kept nodding in agreement.

"Okay, don't say anything, wait for the doctor to come."

After a while, the imperial physician arrived. He treated the wound on the maid's knee and reminded her that if she wanted to have legs again, she must not injure her knees again and must not touch water.

The palace maids took note of it.

Jiujiu smiled as she sent the imperial physician away.

But soon after the imperial physician left, an uninvited guest arrived.

Who?

Wu Zhaoli, the Saintess of Mobei.

Wu Zhaoli was still wearing the golden mask and refused to show her full face. She looked mysterious and aroused people's speculation.

As soon as she arrived, she angrily questioned the people who were watching the kneeling maids, "Tell me, who made Dong Qing stand up?"

"She actually dared to go against me?"

"Isn't she afraid that I will report it to His Majesty?"