Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Xiaohua couldn't understand why Xi'er suddenly said she wanted to see her. Since several small palace people were transferred out that time, she had no news from anyone else. Of course, there are also reasons why she never went. In addition, she never took those people to heart, especially after she was ill for the first time and they ignored her.

Seeing that Xiaohua didn't want to see Xi'er, Chuncao said, "Xiaohua is resting. Father Qin, please let the little eunuch who keeps the door push it?"

The ending of this question is to Xiaohua, which seems to have the meaning of consulting her. After all, Chuncao is also the first time to encounter such a thing. She doesn't dare to take Xiaohua as her master.

Xiaohua listened to Chuncao and nodded.

Spring grass smiled, "then trouble father-in-law Qin!"

"OK." Xiao Qinzi withdrew.

Xiaohua half leaned there and wondered how Xi'er would suddenly come to her. They didn't take sides. It's really hard to understand why they came suddenly.

"I guess it's because of being transferred out. The outside job is certainly not as good as here."

No one understands these better than Chuncao. What day she lived in the Huanyi room and what day she lived here came out when she compared them.

This is why Xiaohua didn't move into the hall before. Fushun never told Chuncao to let her wait on Xiaohua. On the surface, she gave a hand, but in fact, she was almost waiting on Xiaohua. Especially after Xiaohua waited on King Jing, almost all the work in her hand was to wait on Xiaohua. As for the nominal sweeping outside the court, Chuncao also saw it these days. Whether she did it or not, someone would sweep it regularly.

No one who can stay in this house for several years is a fool. Even if no one above says it clearly, the people below will look at it and change their position. For example, the palace eunuchs serving in Jingtai hall, such as Xiaohua herself.

Because of time, place and people, it is nothing more than this.

Xiaohua also thinks the reason Chuncao said is a little similar, but what does that have to do with her? She is also a little palace man. What can she help. Then she left Xi'er's coming to her behind, moved her pillow and put it into the quilt.

When the spring grass saw that the little flower wanted to rest, she stood up gently and put down the innermost gauze curtain. She still sat on her foot, but stopped talking.