Chapter One Hundred: The Prime Minister's Wife Has Gone Mad

  As soon as this was said, both people were stunned instantly.

  The one who reacted quickly was the palace maid. She carefully sized up the person in front of her, and she wasn't wearing a palace maid uniform. In the palace, there were only two possibilities: One, she was Her Highness; however, she had never heard of her before. So it should be impossible. Two, she was a guest.

  Even if she was impersonating someone, she wouldn't dare impersonate the wife of the prime minister! That's a crime!

  Could it be that she really is...

  Then, she backed away, trembling with fear, and said: "Madam, please forgive me, I didn't mean to offend you! Please don't take it to heart!"

  Another one reacted more slowly.

  I'm still thinking about something: who did she say her master was just now?

  Tang Guifei?

  In the palace, there is only one beauty like a precious lamp, and that is Tang Guo!

  This guy has finally reacted!

  No, I have to ask her about Tang Guo's recent situation. So I immediately put on a "kind and amiable elder" face and said to the palace maid: "Come, come over, sister wants to ask you a few questions."

  The palace maid was frightened by the distorted face in front of her, backing away repeatedly and shaking her head in terror: "Madam Prime Minister, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

  I continued to wave at her gently: "I didn't blame you. Come here!"

  These words sounded in the ears of the palace maid, but became a call to black and white impermanence. She continued to shake her head vigorously, watching the person in front of her with vigilant eyes.

  Finally, someone couldn't take it anymore (their face was about to twist off) and stood with their hands on their hips, looking like a female demon: "You bastard, I'll count to three and if you don't come over here, you're in for it!"

  Who would have thought that the palace maid was like seeing a ghost, shouting loudly: "The Prime Minister's wife has gone mad!!!" Then she herself rushed out of the imperial kitchen like a madman.

  My god, this speed is comparable to a rocket!

  These days, what kind of quality are people?! I spoke to her with a gentle and pleasant tone, yet she actually took me for a ghost?! This action caused how much harm to my fragile and young heart?!

  Blinking her eyes, she lowered her head and looked at the Sakima in her hand, which had already gotten some mud on it. She sighed: "Forget it, I'll just remake one!"

  What a miserable life!

  ……

  Xuě Palace

  "Yan Jie, try some of the shaqima I made!" I presented the plate in front of Lin Xuan Yan with a treasured look.

  Lin Xuan looked at the plate of Sacher Torte with a golden glow and said, "Yue'er, you're really something. I knew it was safe to leave it to you!"

  "That's that!" I said without modesty, sat down and took a sip of tea. Completely ignoring the implication in Lin Xuan's words.

  "So from now on, you'll be in charge of this kind of thing!" Lin Xuan's evil voice suddenly emerged.

  "Pffft!" The tea in his mouth sprayed out entirely, "Yan Jie, your heart is too black!"

  "So I want to take advantage of you thoroughly!" Lin Xuan said with a smile.

  I thought it was always Xiang'er who had been oppressed by me in the Prime Minister's mansion. Could it be that I have done too many bad things and am now facing retribution? No! How could a kind person like me face retribution? There must be another reason! Maybe it's because of Xiang'er, who is far away in the Prime Minister's mansion, cursing me to be unlucky. This child's heart is too black! (Xiang'er: It's unjust!)

  Just as I was muttering to myself, I suddenly heard a eunuch's shrill cry coming from outside the palace: "Tang Guifei requests an audience!"