HLnovel Chapter 279 This time, the Prince has truly left the palace.
Chapter 279 This time, the Prince has truly left the palace.
At this moment, Xiao Yao could only hear the clothes gently pattering in the basin, making a rhythmic sound, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of laundry soap. The noisy chatter from before seemed to have never existed...
Xiao Yao clutched her moon-white silk skirt, the embroidered orchid hem brushing against the water basin, startling her so much that a fine sweat broke out on the back of her neck. The tinkling of jade pendants echoed from the corridor as Eunuch Di strolled in, waving his whisk. A cold glint flashed from his jade thumb ring, like the flick of a venomous snake.
"Young Miss Yao is in high spirits." Eunuch Di's voice trembled at the end. "What interesting thing is it you're telling me?"
"Replying to Grandfather, we were just talking about the seventh Japanese envoy to Tang China..." Xiao Yao's throat tightened.
"Whoa!" Eunuch Di raised his wide sleeves like a white crane spreading its wings. "Now even palace maids can dictate the fate of the nation?" The scent of ambergris mixed with the smell of cosmetics wafted over. "Those people from Hanoi are just here to acknowledge the might of the Tang Dynasty in conquering Goguryeo. The evidence from Liaodong is irrefutable. Do those Japanese devils dare to deny it?"
Xiao Yao pressed her back firmly against the pillar, forcing a smile: "Your Excellency has such discerning eyes! We're really craving the rare items they brought—the mother-of-pearl inlaid lacquer box is dazzling, the glass cup is crystal clear like ice, and there's even a singing wooden doll. It's quite interesting." She stole a glance at the man stroking his beard and added, "But no matter how skillful they are, they can't compare to the master craftsmen of the Daming Palace!"
Grandpa Di chuckled, "You're quite clever, aren't you?" Then his eyelids drooped again, like wilted vegetable leaves, his cloudy eyes covered with a greasy film.
"The Japanese are cunning; how could they be stingy with their gifts when trying to curry favor? Ten large ships wouldn't be enough! They're just trying to ingratiate themselves with us, so their gifts naturally have to be generous. But don't gossip about it anymore; that's not our concern."
Xiao Yao, Granny Yi, Granny Ling, and the other maids nodded in agreement. Xiao Yao secretly slapped herself a few times, hurriedly bowed to her father-in-law, and quickly left the laundry department.
“Remember—what you shouldn’t hear, ignore; what you shouldn’t say…keep your mouth shut…” A voice suddenly called out from afar. Eunuch Di gave the crowd a meaningful glance, then leisurely walked away, waving his whisk…
In the golden autumn of that year, the Zhuque Street in Chang'an was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers. The day of the imperial examination results was approaching, and the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.
Xiao Yao clutched the hem of her clothes, standing outside the Du family courtyard, sighing as she gazed at the tightly closed vermilion gate. Three days ago, the young master Xiao Jiu, whom she was responsible for looking after, had slipped away under the cover of night, disappearing without a trace as she stepped onto the eaves of the palace. No matter how much she shouted, she couldn't catch him. But what she found strange was that no one in the palace blamed her, and she was even given a strange task...
When Si Zi was "arranged" to live in the Du family, Ni Wan Zi was being cornered in the study by Du Xiaobing and his mother.
Du's mother slammed the bamboo ruler on the sandalwood table with a "smack," causing the ink in the inkstone to splash out. Du Xiaobing stood with his hands on his hips, looking like a lioness with her mane standing on end, staring fiercely at Sizi, who was cowering in the corner, as if his gaze could see right through her.
"Du Niang! Xiao Bing!" Ni Wan Zi hugged Xiao Si Zi tightly, as if she were the most precious treasure in her life. "I will definitely soar like a roc, rising ninety thousand miles high, and accomplish something earth-shattering. Don't keep staring at Si Zi like that!" Si Zi felt like a frightened little rhinoceros. If it had a tail, it would be wagging nervously.
Si Zi thought to herself: What kind of unreliable method has Zhi Nu come up with? He created a fake identity for Xiao Jiu, but I can't possibly survive in his deep and unfathomable palace. He even arranged for me to come to Ni Wan Zi's place. But Ni Wan Zi doesn't seem to have any family status, just like a little weed swaying in the wind...