Daughter Of Rebellious Minister

She changed into the palace maid's clothes, combed her hair into a bun, and swaggered out of the palace. Meng Zixian was in an excellent mood as the guards didn't even look at her.

500 years ago, the internal structure of the capital was different from 500 years ago. Meng Zixian was not familiar with the current route of the imperial palace.

Wearing the clothes of a palace maid and walking around, he was just able to familiarize himself with the route.

Meng Zixian carefully observed the surrounding buildings as he drew a simple topographic map in his mind.

He had planned to wait until he was familiar with the route and find some tools to make himself look like a man in the night. Then, he would steal some valuable items and run away.

Returning to the people to sell their treasures. If you don't have any money to spend, you can just return to the palace and steal some.

As for the palace's tight security, she didn't even care about the secret guards from five hundred years ago, let alone those from five hundred years ago.

Every building in the palace looked exactly the same. After walking through several corridors and courtyards, Meng Zixian arrived at a courtyard with plum trees and slowed down her pace.

This palace garden was clearly different from the other palace gardens he had seen just now. Although this seemed to be the territory of the imperial concubines, this palace garden was much more gorgeous. Even the palace lanterns here were several times better than the other palace gardens.

From the looks of it, the one living here was a favorite concubine.

Meng Zixian raised her eyes and looked at the plaque on the palace — Meditation Pavilion.

She looked very gentle and elegant, but Meng Zixian didn't like her. She frowned and said, "This name sounds like a nunnery."

After jumping into the yard and sticking to the wall, Meng Zixian looked through the window a few times. She was sure that she wouldn't forget to go and find some treasures in the future.

As Meng Zixian was about to turn around and leave after he had finished inspecting the layout of the Meditation Pavilion's cabinet, he saw a man and a woman flashing in the master bedroom.

She knew things were not going well and was preparing to run away when Meng Zixian heard a woman's voice.

"Which family are you a palace maid from? "Why are you so unfamiliar with it?"

Meng Zixian ignored him. She turned around and was about to use the movement technique to cross the wall when the door was suddenly pushed open. Even though she was extremely nimble, she was not able to dodge and was grabbed by the collar.

Turning her head, she saw a man dressed in a purple python robe standing behind her. That man's face was extremely handsome, he was warm like jade, making people feel like they were bathed in spring wind.

The man's robe fluttered even though there was no wind. When he saw Meng Zixian's face, a strange look flashed across his eyes.

The man was tall, and Meng Zixian needed to lift her head slightly to meet his gaze. She struggled a bit, but the hand holding her collar was very strong and she couldn't break it.

If she used force now, it would be someone from the backyard of the palace. If anything happened, it might implicate Ling'Er.

"This servant is from the Raccoon Department, and would like to inquire if young master has any clothes that you would like to change."

Lowering his head, he saw Meng Zi's timid and humble appearance, and her body trembled in fear.

"How can the ladies of the Raccoon Department come here in the middle of the night when they come in the morning?"

The woman's voice sounded again. Meng Zixian didn't even say anything before the man carried her by the collar into the house. He slammed the door and threw her to the ground.

Meng Zixian was kneeling on the ground, rubbing her knees and arms. When she raised her head, she saw a woman sitting in the room.

Hibiscus had brows like willow leaves, a temperament as calm as orchids, and was wearing a light purple palace uniform. There was no need to make any guesses, this should be the owner of the Meditation Pavilion.

She was sitting on the rattan chair with an unsightly expression on her face. Her eyes were filled with caution as she sized up Meng Zixian.

"What did you see?"

What did he see?

Meng Zixian lowered her eyes slightly. According to the historical records, Gu Jingyuan, the emperor of the Eastern Sheng Dynasty, was a fat man with big ears and an ugly face.

Therefore, the man who had grabbed her collar just now was definitely not the Emperor, Gu Jingyuan!

Judging from the man's purple robe and silver hair covering his forehead, he didn't seem like a guard or a dark guard.

Meng Zixian couldn't help but hold her forehead. From the looks of it, this master of the Meditation Pavilion must be having a private meeting with a man, right? Coincidentally, she met him.

"Your servant didn't see anything." Meng Zixian didn't even look up as he spoke.

"You didn't see anything, do you think I don't exist?"

The violet-robed man suddenly spoke. His voice was deep and moving, but it didn't carry any warmth within it.

Meng Zixian smiled wryly. It seemed like the two of them would not easily let her off.

In the imperial harem courtyard, human lives were as cheap as ants. If a "palace maid" were to see this matter, she would definitely not be able to live.

However, she, Meng Zixian, had just come back from the dead, so she didn't want to see the King of Hell so soon.

"I said I didn't see it, but I didn't."

Meng Zixian kept her head down, but her tone was firm and firm.

The palace concubine was clearly a bit angry as she slammed her palm on the table. Her shrill voice carried a trace of anger. "You're just a palace maid from a side garden, what are you doing here at night?"

"The little lord is the concubine, and there is no one in the harem who does not know of him. This servant has shallow knowledge and cannot restrain his curiosity. I wish to take a look at his appearance."

With that, Meng Zixian slightly turned her head and peeked at the man in the purple robe.

The man was standing behind her. Meng Zixian could tell from the actions of him grabbing her collar that he looked gentle, but his kung fu was very profound. It would probably be difficult for her to escape.

The concubine stared at Meng Zixian for a long time. She frowned, and then a difficult expression appeared on her face. His gaze fell on the man in the purple robe and he whispered, "Qi He, you can't keep this palace maid."

Qi River?

Meng Zixian's brows twitched. She seemed to have heard of this name before, but couldn't recall where.

The man called Qi He did not speak.

Meng Zixian suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. The concubine sitting in front of her suddenly picked up the flower vase on the table and took out a dagger.

A vicious expression appeared on her face, and her eyes were filled with thick killing intent as she thrusted straight at her!