Shen Qingqing used her last shred of rationality to restrain herself, so that she could barely keep the bronze mirror in good condition.
But she did not want to see the mirror again-no, she did not want to meet the fat woman inside, who was like a walking wheat!
In the past two years, Shen Qing'qing had used all kinds of painful methods to finally refine her body into a model's figure. However, she had never expected that her first model's debut would be ruined by the collapse of the stage!
What was even more shocking was that when Shen Qingqing opened her eyes again, her figure seemed to be filled with air, and it was restored to being a hot wheat.
Oh, or a wheat in ancient clothes?
"Your Grace." A thin maidservant came in with a bowl of porridge. "Don't be angry with yourself. Eat more..."
Before the maidservant could finish her words, Nanny Du came in and grabbed her hair. "You blind girl, this is the Cold Palace! How can there be any imperial concubine? Look at your mouth carefully!"
Shen Qingqing looked in the direction of the voice and saw the nanny's sharp tongue and cheeks. Her eyes were narrowed and her lips were thin. It was obvious that she was mean and mean.
Shen Qingqing took a deep breath and moved her round body toward Nanny Du.
"Old cunning slave, let her go." Shen Qingqing gave a concise command.
Perhaps the words "old cunning slave" stung Nanny Du's ears. Her eyes, which were as narrow as a slit, finally opened wide enough to reveal the width of her eyes.
"You don't understand what I'm saying, do you?" Shen Qingqing shrugged her shoulders a little. After moving her shoulders, she waved her thick palms and slapped Nanny Du in the face.
Usually, when a woman slapped someone in the face, her strength would not be light. Besides, Shen Qingqing's palm was full of power. With a slap, Nanny Du hit the flower-wood shelf on one side.
The white porcelain vase was knocked down and fell to the ground. It was crisp and crisp.
"Get out." Shen Qingqing waved her fist twice in the air. "Don't show off in front of me in the future. The slap is not heavy. Don't blame me if you kill me."
She thought she was an imperial concubine!
"You... you..." Nanny Du was angry and resentful again. She confronted Shen Qingqing for a moment with her face twisted, and finally ran away.
After Nanny Du left, the maidservant swallowed the tears that she had just burst into pain and then handed the porridge to Shen Qingqing.
"Your Grace, let's have some porridge first... I'm afraid... afraid that Mammy will come back. I'll lock the door!"
Shen Qingqing looked down at the porridge in her hand. There was more water than a meter, and it looked a little yellow. She didn't know if she could drink it.
However, she did not intend to learn from the original owner of this body to play with hunger. In this life, even if people were ugly or fat, they should strive for a good life. It was really not wise to seek death.
Shen Qingqing took two sips of porridge and walked with difficulty to the door.
The maidservant who ran out just now was called Shaoyao. Two years ago, as a maid who accompanied her husband, she entered the palace with "Sheng Qingqing". It was because of the good food made by Shaoyao that Sheng Qingqing took a fancy to her. However, Shaoyao was timid and pure-minded. If Sheng Qingqing had not changed from an imperial concubine to an abandoned concubine in the cold palace, she would not have realized that they were the fish on someone else's chopping board that could be cut at any time.
Shen Qingqing forced herself to take a few more sips of porridge.
She leaned against the door and looked at the grey high wall of the cold palace and the small courtyard with the desolate scenery. She said to the peony that was coming back quickly, "Puppet peony, is there anything else you can eat?"
Xiaoyao looked at Shen Qingqing with red eyes, both gratified and sad.
She was glad that her master was finally willing to eat. She was sad because she could not make food for her master as usual...
"Your Grace, please wait in the room. I'll ask the eunuchs..."
With a bitter look on his face, the door of the small courtyard was opened again. As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into the helper who had been moved by Nanny Du to take revenge, Eunuch Zhuang.
Knowing clearly that the visitor was like a wolf or a tiger, but because of the master's hunger, Shaoyao squeezed out a smile and asked Eunuch Zhuang as if nothing had happened, "Sir, can I ask for two steamed buns from you..."
"Two steamed buns?" Eunuch Zhuang asked obscenely as he walked slowly towards the peony.
Xiayao instinctively stepped back and almost fell down. Eunuch Zhuang suddenly reached out to hold her and took the opportunity to touch her chest.
Shame and anger immediately turned into tears and gathered in the eyes of the peony.
Eunuch Zhuang spat at the green peony in disgust. "Little b*tch, you want to seduce me again, and you want to be like this again. I think you don't want to stay here..."
Eunuch Zhuang approached her step by step and forced the peony to a small corner. He reached out his evil hand to her again. Just as he was about to succeed, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Huh? Why are you moving?
Eunuch Zhuang was still hesitating when Shen Qingqing grabbed his clothes and threw him out.
Shen Qingqing held her breath, secretly glad that she was fat.
"You, you, you!" Eunuch Zhuang sat up awkwardly from the ground and pointed at Shen Qingqing through the air. "Don't be ungrateful!"
