Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

?Chuxiu Palace, courtyard——

Yunmei never thought that the bracelet in the box was broken. She was confused by the unexpected situation and betrayed herself by her own words. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: www.sto123.cc网o

In an uproar, Gu Yunxi nodded and knelt to the ground, his posture still solid like a rock, his thick eyelashes drooping lightly, and a flash of light flashed in his cold eyes.

Yan Gui lowered the lid of the box and waved his hand sharply, watching the waiter with a numb expression, and pressing Yunmei down.

Yunmei burst into tears, ignoring other things, and screamed:

"Manny, Grandpa Yan, the slave and maid will never dare anymore! It was Aunt Liao, who instructed the slave to do it--"

"You nonsense!"

At the other end, Chef Liao had bulging cheeks and red ears, describing her anger and panic.

She walked on her knees and rushed towards Yunmei from the opposite side of the aisle. A series of "chachas" sounded on the rough brick floor, like a rampant ghost eating human bones.

It's a pity that these five big and three thick mad women were caught halfway by the waiter's laziness.

On the other side of the aisle, Yunmei looked at Mrs. Liao and cried out the truth:

"It's you, it's you... You have been worried that Mu Xue would do your job, and then secretly harmed her. Last time you asked your wife to go to the clerk to frame Mu Xue, which was self-defeating.

This time you wanted to avenge your wife again, but because you couldn't enter the main hall, you forced me to go in and steal some valuables. I'm really crazy to help you!

But when I put the bracelet in Mu Xue's bedside box, the bracelet was clearly complete—"

Before the words finished, there was Lanxin **** Mrs. Liao, who was angry:

"Ms. Liao, you are so cruel! You've always been jealous of Mu Xue's ingenuity, and you often talk ill of her in the kitchen.

If you fail to frame it once or twice, you want to punish people to death. Everyone knows that the bracelet was rewarded by the emperor, you actually destroyed it on purpose to frame Mu Xue! "

"me……"

Chef Liao's fat body was bound by a few big hands, twisting hard, but unable to break free. o And she was even more speechless to refute Lan Xin's words.

Under the gallery, Concubine Xu's brows are not warm and her expression is vicious:

"Yunmei destroys the imperial gift, and according to the rules of the palace, he shall be killed with a rod. Although Liao is the main plot, he thinks that he will serve the palace for a long time, and the palace grants him to execute punishment forever. thing.

Come, take her two to Yeting, don't dirty the floor of Chuxiu Palace. "

The palace people are silent.

When the waiter dragged the fainted chef Liao and Yunmei out of the courtyard, Concubine Xu's lightly curled eyes flashed, and she gave Gu Yunxi her life in a stern voice:

"Let’s start today, Tu Muxue is the aunt in charge of the kitchen. As a chef and waiter, you must be content with your duties and not follow in the footsteps of those two!"

...

Li Supervisor, main hall——

Leng Qingtang sat in front of the sandalwood table, flipping through a stack of files.

Liu Bingbi came in from outside, bowed to the governor, and then leaned to his ear and whispered a few words.

Leng Qingtang listened quietly, suddenly her eyes lit up.

However, these two unusual rays of light were only momentary shining. Before others were not aware of it, his pair of dark and clear eyes returned to their former calmness.

After finishing his report, Liu Bingbi straightened up and distanced himself from the superintendent. A wicked smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, and he said with a slight dissatisfaction:

"Look at it. It has only been more than a month since she entered the palace. She has climbed to the position of the kitchen chief in Chuxiu Palace, and she has been promoted two levels from the seventh-pin palace maidservant!"

Subai tapped his fingers on the desk at random, Leng Qingtang's face was as usual, his expression was not half-waves:

"Whatever she does, let's just do our business and keep an eye on the clues we want to investigate."

Liu Bingbi smiled slightly, bowing his hands in a respectful voice:

"Humble job understands."

...

It was another rainy afternoon, and the light rain fell from the gloomy sky, like endless filaments, causing infinite sadness.

Gu Yunxi and Lan Xin held an umbrella together and stood in front of Shenwu Gate. Net o

At the end of the empty palace road, two servants dressed in hats, pushing four-wheeled wooden carts, came slowly in the rain. The person lying on the wooden cart, dressed in plain clothes, with disheveled hair, was trembling, wet and embarrassed.

Under the umbrella, Gu Yunxi twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, and looked sideways at Lan Xin. The two girls stepped forward and stopped the vehicle.

Gu Yunxi fetched two red envelopes from his sleeves and offered them with wise hands.

The two servants glanced at each other, grinned and took the red envelopes, and asked them to speak quickly, then sent a sentry to a red wall not far away from the rain, occasionally cast their eyes on the wooden cart, and looked around vigilantly.

They have been working as errands in Ye Ting Si for a long time, so they don't know the purpose of Gu Yunxi's red packet delivery.

There are no idlers to bother at the moment, Gu Yunxi's cold gaze turned, Lingling's squint towards Mrs. Liao on the wooden cart, the corner of her mouth smiled lightly and curiously.

A few days ago, Ye Tingsi took the person sent from Chu Xiugong and obeyed the order of the concubine Xu and killed Yunmei on the spot.

The execution of the chief conspirator, Chef Liao, seemed to have saved her life, but it was not.

The torture is the punishment of removing the kneecap of a person. The sequelae left to the person afterwards will be a permanent disability that cannot stand or walk.

For those who have experienced this cruel punishment, the taste of living is more painful than dying completely.

After suffering from the pain of purgatory, Chef Liao passed out completely. In the next few days, she struggled through every day under unbearable physical pain and mental devastation.

The Liao family who had received the letter rushed to the gate of Shenwu today, waiting to pick someone up and leave the palace.

At noon, Ye Ting sent someone to send Chef Liao to the Shenwu Gate in a wooden cart to meet her family.

Concubine Xu was ordered to leave the palace and Liao was not allowed to take away anything in the palace, including the monthly income of the year.

Therefore, when she left the palace, Mrs. Liao only wore a pair of clothes and trousers, she didn't even dare to bring one of her bags.

In front of Shenwumen, she once again saw the enemy, wearing a heavy purple fifth-grade palm palace uniform, and the snow-colored cheeks that lined that person's cheeks became lighter and colder. The finest clothes were tailor-made to perfectly outline the wonderful curve of youth. The head is full of blue silks, and compared to the other court ladies, the decoration between the temples and hair is a little more prosperous, and the people also appear light and slim, the spirit and spirit are really different.

On that person's side, there is actually Lan Xin, a loyal girl who holds the umbrella for him?

Chef Liao was so angry that she was about to get up, and her facial features were suddenly tightened by a burst of pain in her heart.

Gu Yunxi saw the pain and desolation of the other party in his eyes, and smiled leisurely, his cold eyes flickering, and the meaning of the brilliance in his eyes was unknown.

"Today is the day when my aunt leaves the palace. The slave and maidservant are grateful for the aunt's care of the slave and maid since January, and came here to see her off."

The tone is tactful, and the sound of ups and downs presses a hint of sarcasm.

After the conversation, Gu Yunxi smiled lowly, looking down at his defeated opponent.

Chef Liao's old face wet by the rain was full of cruel expressions, her eyes widened, and she screamed:

"Get out of here! It's not your turn for a **** servant to come and laugh at me—"

"Oh, it's obviously you who harmed people, Mu Xue was kind enough to wait here in the rain."

Liao's clamor, Shang Lan Xin looked angry, and held Gu Yunxi with one hand, angrily said:

"Muxue, don't listen to her cursing here, let's go back!"

Chef Liao was even more violent, raised her finger to the two girls under the umbrella, and shouted repeatedly:

"Bane maidservant, mean maidservant! My Cuiqiao was expelled from the palace because of you, and you both framed me and killed Yunmei. Are you afraid of retribution--"

"retribution?"

Gu Yunxi sneered when he heard the sound, and he bent over to approach Chef Liao inch by inch, and his five fingers reached out into the two stiff, bloody, stinky legs that were in the car.

As soon as Gu Yunxi lowered her waist, Lan Xin tilted the umbrella edge to protect her friend from the rain.

The rain line hit the paper umbrella surface, slid down the slope, and poured it all on the soaked hair of Liao Chuniang.

"What are you going to do—"

Chef Liao yelled in horror, staring hatefully at Gu Yunxi's little hand, which fell to her hollow knee, and patted gently.

Infinite fear struck her clammy body. Chef Liao was so painful that her body shivered uncontrollably.

Gu Yunxi drew a gloomy gaze, staring at the old woman in the car:

"Mu Xue entered the palace because she recognized her duty and respected her aunt. She didn't dare to have a half-believing heart. It was her aunt who could not tolerate the slave and her servants, and the slaves and slaves had to find ways to protect themselves. When it comes to retribution, the aunt might as well look at herself and carefully. Think about the "retribution" in your mouth, who first fell on it!"

"you--"

Chef Liao squinted her eyes resentfully, and a frightened look suddenly swept across her angry cheeks. At this moment, she only felt a yin wind whizzing into her neck and quickly descending along her back.

It's hard to imagine, she stumbled and said:

"You, you deliberately harmed me... You broke the bracelet of the lady..."

"Shhh..."

Gu Yunxi whispered, put his index finger up against his lips, and laughed softly:

"Auntie said carefully, and no matter what your words are unfounded, you are in such a field now, even if the words you say reach your mother, do you think she will believe you, or will you believe in slaves? You are indeed lucky compared to Yunmei Much, since you can keep your old life, go back to your hometown obediently, do it well and cherish it."

"..."

Chef Liao's turbid red eyes opened wide, staring blankly at the pair of cold and clear eyes in front of him.

Suddenly, she raised her head and roared, desperately leaning forward to the enemy.

At this time and here, she could not wait to tear the girl who was mocking her with ten claw-like fingers.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gu Yunxi held Lan Xin's girdle, changed his steps dexterously, and instantly avoided the danger.

This scene was seen by two waiters in Ye Ting, who hurried back, slapped Chef Liao and pushed forward and hurried out of Shenwumen.

As the rain fell, Chef Liao’s resentful curse resounded like thunder, resounding decisively on the red wall:

"Tu Muxue, you can't die! I hate you, and Yunmei and I will be ghosts and won't let you go--"