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Chapter 256: The Pursuit of the Story of Joy (1)

The morning in the Qiqing Hall was still quiet. Although there was no sunlight shining in, the scene of a new day could be seen. On the third day, Yuexia unexpectedly got up very early on this day. While Qiqingshen and Shou Yuanyuan were not awake, she was secretly tasting the green tea that Qiqingshen loved to drink the most. Suddenly, a light from above flashed, and the figures of two high school students rushed in.

"Uh?" Yuexia looked at them in surprise, "Dongfang Tuo and... Luo Keer? Why are you here?"

Another light appeared, and the east sky also appeared.

"Teacher Yue, we are going to Xuelin to find the divine body." Luo Keer said.

"Where is Xuelin?" Yuexia asked curiously.

Dongtian glanced at her: "Snow forest is one of the parallel worlds, about a hundred times smaller than the average world, and is covered with snow all year round."

"Is there anyone?"

"Of course there is."

"Then what are they going to Xuelin for?"

"My subordinate Trulu was sealed by Garrosha. They were going to find the divine body. Only the divine body could save Trulu."

"That's the case, how can I save it?" Yue Xin continued to ask with his head tilted.

"..." Dongtian was obviously impatient, "I don't know."

"Aren't you a god? Why don't you know?"

"Even gods don't know about sealing, right?" Dongtian waved his hands to Dongfang Tuo and Luo Ke'er, and said to them, "You two are going to go."

The two of them left. Yuexia was a little worried that her mouth was bent downward, forming the same curve as her eyebrows: "Can these two children work? What if there is danger?"

Dongtian's answer showed indifference: "So what if there is danger? They are not as important as Trulu after all. Don't get me wrong. I don't value friendship. I just think Trulu is a good helper."

"Tsk~ You're not that cold-blooded, but you're always pretending to be cold-blooded."

"...I'm so cold-blooded." Dongtian was helpless, but he was a little surprised, "Sister, you woke up so early today."

"Yes, I think so too. OK OK, I won't talk to you anymore. Let's go to bed and get some sleep as my first reward for getting up today."

I slept so well this time. Yuexia felt light and even dreamed of Xiaota. Xiaota was smiling at her.

Yuexia got up at twelve noon, and the Seven Emotions God, Dongtian and Shou Yuanyuan were all waiting for her.

Although Dongtian was not angry, he was obviously helpless about Yuexia: "Sister, you are the last one to get up."

"Oh, it's good to get up." Yue Xia sat down and looked at Qiheng with a smile, "Have you cooked the meal?"

"Let's do it now. You and Shou Yuanyuan think about the story they want to tell for a while."

After lunch, Shou Yuanyuan started talking.

The story of joy - pursuit

Shou Yuanyuan's story

Qin Changfu, the new martial arts top scholar, is only 20 years old. He is from a poor family and is precisely because of his hard work, talent and his elusive martial arts genius, Wu Yuxi, that he became the martial arts top scholar at such a young age. His tall figure, strong muscles and beautifulness make him an idol for girls.

Even the eighth princess and the ninth princess who were young and fell in love with him at first sight during his palace examination. The two princesses quarreled over him every day.

The emperor was very satisfied with Qin Changfu and could not like it

It’s his fault that there is such a young talented man who is the prince-consort. He intends to marry one of the Eighth Princess and the Ninth Princess to him as his wife, but he doesn’t know how to make a decision.

Standing outside the gate of the central palace, seeing that it was already very late, the queen, who was nearly fifty years old, sighed, walked into it, and ordered the maid: "You can remove these dishes. The emperor will not come. He will definitely stay in the palace of those young concubines."

A 14-5-year-old maid was resentful: "Empress, the emperor hasn't been here for a month. Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. How could he let go of your wife, who is born in the first place? I really don't understand your hard work."

After hearing this, the queen's eyes changed drastically and she slapped the table angrily: "Bold! What are you? You are actually talking about the Lord! Kneel down for me!"

The little maid suddenly knelt down with a pounce, trembling all over: "The Empress, forgive me, the Empress, forgive me. I am not interested in talking about the saint. It is Sister Cuizhu. She told me, no, she told me that you should always stand from the Empress, say bad things on the rope from your perspective, so that you will love me. I said that I only heard Cuizhu's words."

Cui Zhu stood beside the Empress, frowned slightly, then changed into aggrieved face and knelt down: "Empress, she is accusing me of me. She only entered the palace last month. She was able to go to the palace to serve by giving gold to the nanny in charge. She made you angry with her own ignorance, but blamed me for it. It's so sinister. Empress, you must believe me, I am the old man around you."

The Queen rubbed her temples, her mouth tightly closed, and after a while, she said: "Cuizhu, get up. Come on, let's kill this new little maid who speaks wildly."

"No, Empress, I was framed by Cuizhu." The little maid was dragged up and begged for mercy.

The queen snorted from her nose: "Even if you are misled, you cannot stay with me with such a stupid mind."

When people are afraid, their strength will increase. The little maid struggles to break free from other maids, and then kneels on the ground and continues to kowtow.

Cuizhu swallowed in fear. She thought to herself: I was originally trying to get rid of my competitors. If the Queen said this because of this, would she suspect that I had the intention of disobeying the saint?

The queen seemed to see Cuizhu's thoughts and said to her, "Cuizhu, get up first." Then, she carefully observed her around the little maid who said the wrong thing.

She looks extremely desireful and not satisfied with the status quo, but she is also a fool, and she is just a brain before speaking. Keeping such a maid will only cause harm.

The clothes on her body were rubbing against the ground, and the originally clean cuffs were stained with a lot of dust. The eyebrows drawn on her face were also shrunk into a ball. The ends of her eyebrows were pointed, like a sharp dagger. At this moment, there was no sharpness as before, but they were hung on their eyes inconsistently, looking abrupt and annoying.

"Hmph." The queen kept looking at her and said contemptuously: "I knew I was dressing myself so carefully as soon as I entered the palace. Look at your clothes, I deliberately burned them with an iron? Your eyebrows have been repaired for a long time, right? What is the purpose of entering the palace? Tell me quickly!"

The little maid shook even harder and kept kowtowing, her whole face almost touching the ground: "Empress, I really don't want to seduce the emperor, I really don't have such thoughts."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt unhappy.

The queen was so angry that she sat back on the chair

Then he slapped the table hard: "You are a thing that is 300 taels of silver here. OK, since Concubine Wei changed from a maid to a concubine, all the lowly slaves now want to learn from her! Humph, don't look at what Concubine Wei looks like or what you look like. People like you who are not even one ten thousand of the appearance of Concubine Wei still want to fly up the branches and turn into a phoenix. What's more, although Concubine Wei has been favored for three years, she died after giving birth to the eighth princess and the ninth princess. Those three years have exhausted her blessings. So you slaves are not able to occupy a single place in the harem."

"It's not like this, Queen, you can't infer it like this."

"Come here, where are the guards, drag this idiot out and kill him!"

This time, not only other maids, but also the guards came in and dragged the little maid to the yard. With a scream, the little maid no longer had a sound, and blood flowed down the soil into the flowers, and then flowed into the chessboard along the cracks of the stone road.

Cuizhu looked at this scene and thought coldly: In this huge palace, everyone was walking on the chessboard, and if one step was wrong, he would be crushed to pieces.

Less than three sips of tea, the guards outside the hall suddenly shouted: "The emperor is here!"

The queen was shocked and held the bun on her head with her hands, without making any messes. She was then helped out by Cuizhu to greet her.

"Queen, why did I see such a bloody scene as soon as I come?" the emperor complained, but his tone did not mean very angry. "Why do you have to kill such a young maid? Look, she looks good too."

The queen was so angry that she didn't dare to say anything.

Cuizhu explained to the emperor: "Master, this palace maid is disrespectful to you and the Queen, so she was punished by the Queen."

"Okay." The emperor waved his hand and signaled Cuizhu not to explain. Then he walked into the house.

The queen was still happy. She was attentive and coldly dressed for her husband: "Your Majesty, it's getting late now, so you go take a bath."

"Well, don't worry, let's talk first." The emperor gently patted the queen's forearm, and this action made the queen very excited. Because the weather was stuffy, there was only a gauze dress on the queen's forearm. Through the gauze dress, the thin white skin inside could be vaguely seen.

You know, her forearm is well maintained, and all this effort is to make the emperor happy.

When she was a child, before entering the palace, her mother often taught herself: "How important is a woman's skin? That is the second face of a woman." She remembered this sentence firmly, so she soaked her whole arm with goat milk every day, and made a whitening cream with various essence herbs, and applied it to her forearm every day to keep it moisturized and whitened when she was young.

The queen was waiting for her husband to discover her strengths and praise her, but the emperor seemed not to notice this. She was a little disappointed, but she was still happy. After all, on this Mid-Autumn night, her husband did not forget her.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to talk about?"

"Queen, you also know that Rouer and Zhen'er are jealous of the new martial arts top scholar, which makes me feel a headache. I know that you have always been smart. Can you think of a solution for me?"
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