When You Tingrong heard the word "enter the palace", she couldn't help but take half a step back, and the hands in her sleeves shrank unconsciously.

The housekeeper was worried and urged without realizing it: "Miss, can you get in the sedan quickly?"

The smile on You Tingrong's face disappeared, and he moved further into the carriage.

Mrs. You saw her expression was bad and asked, "Rong'er?"

You Tingrong took a deep breath, not wanting to show any timidity, and was helped out of the carriage by Qingmachi. After standing still, she saw Zhang Fu walking over with a smile on his face, "Good morning, Miss You!"

You Tingrong bowed slightly and bowed, lowering his head to hide the emotion in his eyes, "Hello, Eunuch Zhang."

Zhang Fuji politely helped her up and said, "You can't be a slave. You're too polite, young lady."

Zhang Fu is a member of the royal family, and the eunuch in front of the palace is of the sixth rank. Such a gesture is extremely flattering.

"Miss You, I have been ordered to take the young lady into the palace." Zhang Fu raised his finger and pointed to the soft sedan chair at the foot of the steps, "Please do so."

You Tingrong looked at Zhang Fu with brimming eyes, with confusion on his face, "May I ask Eunuch Zhang, whose order is it? Why did you enter the palace... and why?"

"Replying to Miss You, your Majesty is unwell, and His Majesty has specially shown kindness to invite you to the palace to accompany you." Eunuch Zhang slightly emphasized the word "Your Majesty".

"Second Miss is sick? Is it serious?" The third aunt at the door became anxious and asked quickly.

Eunuch Zhang didn't look at her, he still looked at You Tingrong. The bearer also pressed down the sedan chair and waited for You Tingrong to get on the sedan chair.

You Tingrong glanced at Third Yiniang quickly and said, "Eunuch Zhang, Third Yiniang is the biological mother of Shun Yunu. It is more suitable for her to be someone close to her when she enters the palace to serve the sick."

Third Yi Niang's face was filled with joy and she looked at Zhang Fu expectantly.

Zhang Fu was unmoved and turned to Third Yiniang coldly, "The palace is a place where status and rules are important. Not everyone can set foot there."

In a word, the color on San Yiniang's face has faded, which means she can't stand on the stage.

"Miss You, the slave is also on duty for the master. Miss, please don't embarrass the slave."

Zhang Fu was afraid that something would go wrong again, so with a gesture, the bearer brought the soft sedan to a stop in front of You Tingrong.

"There's no need to clean it up. The palace has prepared it in advance. Miss You, please invite me."

Even though she knew that what she was going to was like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, You Tingrong had no choice but to lower her head and get into the soft sedan. As soon as the curtain of the sedan was lowered, her field of vision dimmed, and she was feeling depressed inside the sedan.

She didn't know what was waiting for her, whether it was You Tingjiao's humiliation after gaining power, or Shan Yunxin's malicious temptation.

No matter what it is, she will no longer compromise and be that delicate canary, stupidly crawling into the cage in Shan Yunxin's hands.

Zhang Fu shouted: "Get up the sedan!"

Aomachi hurriedly took a few steps to catch up, but Zhang Fu raised his elbow to stop her, "Miss Aomachi, the palace is different from other places, you don't have to follow."

Qingding refused, You Tingrong opened the curtains and poked his head out slightly, "Qingding, please stay and take good care of the old lady and madam."

"I know, don't worry, miss!" Aomachi stepped on his feet and agreed loudly, watching the soft sedan with pink and woven flowers go away.

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Passing through a small half of the capital, the chaotic streets, the shouting salesmen, and the bustling shops on both sides of the streets were passed by one by one.

You Tingrong looked at the sedan chair in a daze. This was a world she had never seen in her previous life as a palace woman. It was lively and flesh-and-blood. It reminded her that everything was different. In the bustling street, You Tingrong

My heart gradually calmed down.

You Tingrong saw the majestic palace walls of the palace through the gap in the sedan curtain. The sedan stopped for a while after entering through the Xihua Gate, and a young eunuch was replaced to carry the sedan, and it went along the stone road to the inner palace.

About an hour after another stick of incense was taken away, the sedan landed smoothly.

Zhang Fu's voice came through the curtain, "Miss You, we've arrived."

A light flashed in You Tingrong's eyes, and the little eunuch rolled up the sedan curtain diligently. Zhang Fu bowed and handed over his arm, "I will help you."

The little eunuch on the side looked at You Tingrong with subtle eyes, thinking that he was looking at You Tingrong secretly.

I couldn't help but think to myself, Zhang Fu is the apprentice of Chang Shun, the chief steward of the imperial family. Which master is so proud that he can let Eunuch Zhang personally support him?

You Tingrong hesitated for a moment, but still put his arm on Zhang Fu's forearm to get out of the sedan. After standing still, he took back his hand, bowed his head and thanked: "Thank you, Eunuch Zhang."

Zhang Fu withdrew his hand, led You Tingrong forward, and explained: "Miss You, only concubines of the fifth rank and above in the inner palace can ride in the sedan chair. The family members of the married women cannot ride in the sedan chair and ride horses without permission. Thank you for your hard work, Miss You."

A long way."

You Tingrong nodded to express his understanding, and cast his eyes towards the seemingly endless palace passage. The palace walls were dazzlingly red, and the stone slabs under his feet were refreshingly icy.

She had only walked this road once, when she entered the palace in her previous life. It was a real road of no return. She never thought she would have the opportunity to walk on it again, and few people would be able to walk it a second time.

Once a concubine enters the palace, she is not allowed to leave the palace for the rest of her life unless she goes on tour with the emperor.

"Miss You, be careful where you step." Seeing that You Tingrong was full of thoughts, Zhang Fu reminded her in a low voice and handed over his hand again.

You Tingrong looked up and saw the door plaque with gold characters on a blue background of Yiqiu Palace. It had arrived.

Concentrating her mind, You Tingrong slightly lifted the hem of her skirt with one hand, put Zhang Fu's arm with the other, and raised her feet to step over the high threshold.

"Is this Miss You?" A little palace maid in green clothes with a straight skirt and a palace dress came up to her. She was fair and fair, and looked younger than You Tingrong.

As if she was frightened by Zhang Fu, the little palace maid's smile froze on her face and she quickly saluted, "Eunuch Zhang, please come."

Zhang Fu nodded and asked, "Has the side room been packed?"

"Don't worry, Eunuch Zhang, my servants have already prepared the arrangements, just waiting for Miss You."

The little palace maid carefully held You Tingrong's hand and led her into the side hall, "This slave is a personal palace maid who obeys the imperial concubine. If there is anything Miss You is missing or doesn't suit your liking, you can just tell this slave."

Qiaoxin's voice was trembling when she spoke, and she recognized You Tingrong as soon as she met her face to face. That night You Tingjiao asked Chong, her makeup and look were exactly like those of You Tingrong in front of her.

She didn't dare to think about it any further.

You Tingrong didn't care and sat down casually.

It was Zhang Fu who made some mistakes, and after cleverly answering them one by one, Zhang Fu said goodbye to You Tingrong.

As soon as Zhang Fu left, a little palace maid dressed the same as Qiao Xin came in. She raised her chin and said, "Sister Qiao Xin, the master is calling Miss You over!"

Qiaoxin's eyes dodge and she comes up to help You listen, "Miss You, I will help you over."

You Tingrong was wondering, how could Qiaoxin be so timid towards him since he was a close person to You Tingjiao? He didn't take it to heart and got up and went to You Tingjiao's bedroom.

You Tingjiao's room, like her own, is decorated with flowers and birds everywhere, trying to be flashy.

You Tingjiao was sitting on the sofa. She was wearing a gilt woven floral gown and a bright red gold buckle. Even her hair was meticulously tied up high. There was a three-tailed phoenix hairpin stuck in the most conspicuous position on her temples.

Even with heavy make-up, she still couldn't hide her thin cheeks. It seemed that she had suffered a lot, and maybe she was really sick.

You Tingjiao couldn't help but look at You Tingrong with disdain.

You Tingrong said she was not flattered by power and was aloof and self-possessed, but now she came dressed up. It was just an act, but His Majesty was fascinated by her.

You Tingjiao straightened her back, the malice in her eyes almost overflowing, "Sister, are you still not polite when you see me?"

You Tingjiao winked at Qiao Xin, but Qiao Xin stood there dumbfounded. It was Qiao Ling who fawningly reminded You Tingrong, "Miss You, although you are the eldest sister, our master is now the royal maid.

Madam, you should bow and say hello."

You Tingrong didn't bother too much, and bowed his knees in an obedient manner, "Please be kind to me, my lady."

You Tingjiao got angry when she saw her calm and calm look. Even though she was in a high position, You Tingrong still didn't take her seriously and said even more fiercely: "Sister, I'm wrong. It's the first time I've seen her.

I, the eldest sister, should kneel down and bow down. The palace is a place where respect is respected. The eldest sister is usually the most disciplined, so I should know that."

Qiao Xin raised her head, trembling her lips, but stopped talking.
Chapter completed!