The Special Agent Princess

"However, I can't get angry when people outside say that about Miss!"

Zhiqiu shook his head, "You, miss, if you don't worry now, you naturally have your own plans, so don't make trouble, calm down, you are now the county lord's maid, and going out represents our county lord, you can't be so calm Hold on,"

Zhilan nodded, "I know!"

Xuanyuanzhang ordered the people below to start spreading positive news about Ye Qingge everywhere, and soon some people's comments on Ye Qingge began to waver.

Passerby A: "Didn't you say that the owner of Zhehua County is a murderous female devil?"

Passer-by B said, "Of course not. He was protecting his own mother, so he wanted to make an example."

Passer-by C: "That's right, let me tell you, those officials and lords look majestic outside, but in fact, there are so many women in the back house, can there be no intrigue?"

Passer-by Ding: "Brother, you are right, the one in my family, I just glanced at the woman in Baihualou, and she would gossip for a long time, not to mention that there are so many women in the mansion, it is so scheming. It’s hard for her to be a twelve-year-old girl.”

Some people started to analyze and others followed suit, probably due to hatred of the rich. On New Year's Eve, the public opinion no longer slandered Ye Qingge, but began to sympathize with Ye Qingge.

In the gorgeous little flower hall, a lady put down her teacup and said, "It's unreasonable! Someone actually helped that girl, did you find out? Who is helping that girl?"

The old nanny next to her whispered, "Go back to madam, we found someone from the third prince's side,"

"Third Prince? Hmph! He really thought that by helping that girl, he could make the Minister of War stand on his side? That girl is not a fuel-efficient lamp, even that girl Yu'er was planted in her hands, so it can be seen that The girl is not simple."

The old mammy still whispered, "Then what shall we do next?"

The lady shook her head, "Don't worry about the rumors, let's try tonight. Is that girl better than us?"

"Then the old slave will go down and make arrangements?"

"Go ahead, don't let Ying'er know about this,"

For the palace banquet in the evening, Ye Qingge accompanied Mrs. Zhao to the palace in the afternoon, and Mrs. Liu didn't know if she intentionally avoided the time to enter the palace with them.

Ye Qingge and Mrs. Zhao arrived at the palace, first went to greet the queen, and then found an inconspicuous place for Mrs. Zhao to sit down and rest. Mrs. Zhao said helplessly, "You girl, you don't have to be so careful with me. Those ladies should chat more and hand over some handkerchiefs!"

Ye Qingge curled her lips. It is extremely difficult to make a real handkerchief handkerchief in this world. She doesn't like flirting with those ladies, but she really likes quack girls like Yue Yinyin and Ye Youxin. They are bright and unrestrained. it will be bright.

As for those ladies raised in deep boudoirs, some of them are not calculating. The narrowness of the deep house compound makes their hearts and visions also narrow.

"Mother, I also have a handkerchief. Isn't my cousin my handkerchief? One handkerchief is enough. Why do you want so many? Mother, don't worry about me. The most important thing you need now is to give me a handkerchief." It would be nice to have a fat younger brother or younger sister."

Mrs. Zhao patted her hand, her eyes were full of emotion, while the two were talking, a little maid came to inform them that the queen had asked her to paint for her.