Daughter Of Rebellious Minister

Meng Zixian had heard from Ling'er that Song Lianhe was staying at the palace, so she decided to meet him.

He changed into the palace maid's attire, changed his face slightly, and went out.

Along the way, they bumped into someone from the Honorable Huai Clan. The other palace maids on the way quickly gave way and knelt down. Meng Zixian also followed suit and moved to the side to kneel.

Noble Huai seemed to inadvertently glance at Meng Zixian on the ground. She didn't mind and turned her head away.

Meng Zixian's feet kicked up a gust of wind as he hurried off into the distance.

After finding a place, Meng Zixian looked around to make sure no one was around before sneaking in.

"Who?" In the end, they were seen by the palace maids who just happened to enter.

"Your servant is here to call you Master Song." Meng Zixian dropped to her knees, her voice softening a bit.

"Who asked for it?" The palace maid kept asking, and Meng Zian was so angry that he wanted to knock him out with one palm strike.

"I can't say it. I knew it. Some people must be delusional and couldn't climb onto the emperor's bed. They must want to climb onto Lord Song's bed!"

Meng Zijue was about to curse out loud when he heard this. He thought to himself, "This servant girl is crazy. She really knows how to think."

"Your servant hasn't." She quickly tried to explain.

The servant girl pestered her incessantly and was about to start cursing when she was stopped by a voice, "What happened?"

The servant girl saw Song Qi He and immediately stopped. Her voice was not as severe as before and became gentle, "There is a servant with ulterior motives. I was just about to teach her a lesson."

Meng Zixian quickly kneeled and turned around. She raised her head to look at Song Que He. Song Qi saw her eyes and immediately recognized her.

"It's fine. You can leave now. This servant belongs to the emperor. She might have something to say."

"Come in."

Meng Zixian quickly stood up and looked at the kneeling servant girl, who glared viciously at her.

When the door was closed, Song Que and his henchmen were guarding outside. Song Que then asked: "Why did you come?" Long story short. "

Meng Zixian sat down casually, took a sip of water, and said, "I'm here to ask you for your next move."

"Esteemed Empress Jingfei told me that the beautiful ladies have already begun to sleep in order to prepare themselves so as not to miss any clues."

"Jingfei?" When she mentioned Jing Fei, Song Que's expression softened a little. She just didn't know why Jing Fei went to find Meng Zixian.

"You just need to do what you need to do. Alright, here's the antidote. Hurry up and leave."

Meng Zijue took the antidote and put it in his mouth. He walked out of the door and looked at Song Que, "Master Song is truly a rare sight. This little palace maid definitely loves you.

Meng Zixian was about to leave after teasing her. Before she left, she said, "You should be careful of that little palace maid. If the news of you two cooking cooked rice gets out tomorrow, Lady Jingfei will be sad."

"Stop talking and leave!" Song Que frowned and didn't take his words to heart. In the past few days, a frost disaster had occurred in Nanning. Gu Jingyuan didn't care about this and was worried that the people would suffer. He was still planning on going alone to give out the silver taels.

Meng Zi smiled and left the room. Not long after she left, the court lady stopped her. "I've been by your side for a while. Why haven't I seen you?

"Just who are you!"

Meng Zixian feigned a weak look, "Servant, this servant was just ordered to bring a message. Normally, she wouldn't be able to stand in front of the emperor. How can she be as pretty as my sister? She can serve the emperor."

The little palace maid was praised so she became proud and said: "Humph, don't think too much. Master Song is not yet married and has a high position in the family. How many women are in love with you? Do you think you are worthy?"

"Yes, yes, yes, this servant is unworthy."

"Unlike you, elder sister, with your beautiful features, you are qualified to stand by Lord Song's side." Meng Zixian was flattering her, and the palace maid let him go after hearing his praise.

"Next time, don't be so reckless. You're not like me. You're in a good mood, so I didn't punish you."

Meng Zixian nodded, thanked him profusely, then left.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that the palace maid was sick and was simply delusional. The women in the harem were all Gu Jingyuan's. If she climbed onto Song Que's bed, wouldn't that slap Gu Jingyuan's face? This was most likely not a lover, but a hitman.

She shook her head and quickly left. In the end, she didn't notice that she had pretended to be on the right side of the road with the noble Huai who was also making turns.

"How dare you!" The servant girl beside noble Huai roared with a vicious face.

Meng Zixian blamed herself in her heart for being so careless. She kneeled down and said, "This servant doesn't have eyes. I'm just pretending to be the Empress. Please forgive me!"

Noble Huai carelessly said while holding onto his nails: "Bash me, do you want to die?"

"Kneel here until night."

"If you run away quietly, I'll definitely break your legs." As he spoke coldly, he lightly raised his hand.

"Rise!"

Noticing that the noble Huai had left, Meng Zijing hurriedly stood up and secretly ran away.

In any case, she had already changed her appearance, so she didn't know which palace she came from. If she didn't run now, she wouldn't be able to wait any longer.

While he was waiting for Duke Huai to know that the person had run away, he was adjusting the color of the pigment. He placed a piece of red pigment on the paper, as if there was a large puddle of blood.

"Just now, I was too busy to go to the emperor's place. Empress, you forgot to ask which palace's servant she was from." Qiao'er was furious.

Honorable Huai raised his hand and pushed away the red pigment. Then, he placed his palm on it. Qiao'er hurriedly said, "Empress, your hand is stained with the pigment!"

Noble Huai avoided the handkerchief Qiao'er brought and pinched Qiao'er's face. "It can only be her …"

Qiao'er's face should not be covered in red paint. It was as if her face was covered in blood. Seeing how horrifying the scene was, Qiao'er did not dare to move. She trembled in fear and trepidation.

"Sooner or later, I will catch her and slowly tear off her wings." Duke Huai sneered.

Qiao'er swallowed her saliva as her heart was filled with worry and fear. Ever since noble Huai had suffered a series of humiliations and assaults, he had wanted to climb up without a care for anything else.

"Is there any news from father recently?"

"Master, there's no news."

"Mm …"

Meng Zixian ran all the way back to her room. The moment she saw it, it started to rain heavily. She touched her chest and said, "Luckily, I ran really fast. Otherwise, I would have been drenched."

Seeing her, Ling'er welcomed her in. "Little Lord, you're back."

Meng Zixian changed out of her clothes and took a sip of the ginger soup that Ling'er had brought.

"Little Lord, Jing Wang just came to visit us, but you weren't here, so she left."

"Oh? "What is it?" Meng Zixian asked casually.

Ling'er replied, "I don't know. The prince didn't say anything and left."