My enemies became my companions

Chapter 307 Concubine Dong

Although Min Ming felt complicated at the time, he felt fortunate when he thought that Min Ning had let him go and given in to him. He also had a new opinion of him. Thinking that he would live in his mansion in the future, it was not that difficult to accept.

But it was not until the Yuchun ointment disappeared that she truly realized that something was wrong.

There is a rift and gap between her and Chen Yi. If it were in the past, when Chen Yi was still interested in her plump body, she could still use her sex appeal to attract him and throw out this only bait. But now, the situation is completely different. Even if she comes to him now, he will not want her.

Queen An looked at her coldly and asked meaningfully:
"You're still figuring it out, Min Ming... Do you think too highly of yourself, or is he no longer interested in you?"

Min Ming shuddered.

This was like a wolf in front and a tiger behind. Whether it was because he thought too highly of himself or he was no longer interested in him, Min Ming really didn't dare to answer, because it seemed like both were true...

At this time, the nameless old lady on the side sneered and said:

"My lady, in my opinion, we should send this prostitute to the Magpie Pavilion to tease her a bit, so that she will at least know how to serve a man."

As soon as he heard these words, Min Ming felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

As the intelligence node of Baihua Tower, she naturally knew what the Magpie Pavilion was like...

It is even more secretive and terrifying than the East-West Factory that scares the people in Beijing. The East-West Factory at least has to abide by the laws of Dayu, but Xi Que Ge has truly no bottom line.

She shouted hurriedly:
"Please...please forgive me, Madam!"

Queen An squinted her eyes and looked at her for a while, then waved her hand and said:

"Forget it. If we tease her at Magpie Pavilion and it turns out to be dirty, it would be putting the cart before the horse.

Regardless of whether he wants those slutty shoes or not, letting him play with unclean women will only make him dirty, and even more so, dirty my eyes."

After he finished speaking, Min Ming, who had walked along the edge of the cliff, finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he could only breathe a sigh of relief.

"It is not impossible to forgive your sins, but people often say that one can atone for one's sins with merits. To this day, I still don't know what merits you have made."

An Hou's voice was steady as she slowly issued the ultimatum:

"Min Ming, if the palace maid discovers that your Yuan Yin is still there on New Year's Eve, you can imagine the consequences."

As Queen An said, "Go away," Min Ming's whole body seemed to be pressed against the ground. He responded with a "yes", and then after a long time, he slowly got up and walked out of the gate of Jingren Palace.

She had just walked a short distance, past a palace gate, when her mind became a mess, like a tangled mess of paste, and she fell to the ground in the grass with almost a plop.

She didn't know what to do now. Should she really kneel outside Chen Yi's yard and beg to be his concubine?
"What should I do..."

Min Ming murmured hoarsely.

On the one hand, she is in a situation where she would not accept it even if it is given to her for free, and on the other hand, there is the pressure in Jingren Palace. Min Ming is simply being roasted on the fire, and her face now looks miserable.

This woman who could be an oiran only feels like a clown on the stage...

Why did I go to such great lengths to send my virginity to that man's bed... and even beg him to accept it...

Min Ming didn't know how long he had been lying on the grass. Suddenly, a fragrant breeze blew in his face, lingering around his nose. It could be called a strange fragrance. Along with it came a burst of voices.

"Little sister, what's wrong with you?"

A voice in fluent and standard Mandarin with a slight northern accent came to his ears. Min Ming raised his head slightly and first saw a blue and green silk skirt, and then saw long hair draped like a curtain. The woman was wearing plain clothes and had a phoenix-shaped hairpin in her hair, which made her look naturally beautiful.

Min Ming, who focused on color, was amazed at the amount of hair this woman had. It was not that the woman had not tied her hair up, but even with it, her head of black hair still almost hung to the ground.

Min Ming stood up in a hurry, thinking that this must be the concubine in the palace, and hurriedly apologized:

"I accidentally fell and bumped into you."

The woman didn't care, but said neither too hot nor coldly:

"There's no such thing as a collision. You fell on the grass, not in the middle of the road."

Min Ming looked around and found that, just as the woman said, the place where he was standing was indeed among the grass.

The woman looked her up and down, then chuckled and said:

"It's really hard not to care about a butt this big."

Min Ming's pretty face turned red, not knowing how to respond, so she could only say awkwardly:

"It seems that I have offended you after all... I have just entered the palace not long ago, I wonder if you are..."

The woman said gently:

"My last name is Dong. I won't mention my title because it sounds scary. But I don't have much status in the cold palace now. Moreover, I have no support from my natal family and no power or influence. So you can ask others about my title. When I see you in the future, I will never let you call me 'Madam'. You can just call me Madam Dong."

Min Ming nodded slightly, but his mind didn't wrap around his head and he couldn't help but think about the current crisis, and he stood there in a daze for a moment.

Seeing that Min Ming was hesitant to move, Madam Dong said kindly:
"You are a maid who has just entered the palace, right? Do you want to come with me?"

"Ah, this..."

"Come on, the palace is lonely, and there is rarely anyone to talk to. I won't treat you unfairly."

Having said that, Madam Dong turned and left. Her voice seemed to have some kind of magic. After hesitating for a moment, Min Ming raised his foot and followed her.

Walking along the long palace wall, he saw some palace maids and eunuchs along the way. When they saw Madam Dong from afar, they lowered their heads slightly and waited for her to pass by. Min Ming took in the whole scene and had some guesses in his mind.

After turning a few corners and passing a few palace gates, a slightly desolate courtyard came into view. The grass and trees were seldom trimmed and were particularly lush, but in the distance there were carefully tended flower beds.

There are vines growing on the temple.

Madam Dong walked into the open palace door, sat down casually, and made tea for Min Ming. Min Ming looked around and found that there were no palace maids here.

"It's too quiet, isn't it?" asked Mrs. Dong.

“There are some…” Min Ming responded, holding the tea.

More than just a few, the palace was empty and deserted, with many corners shrouded in shadows and lacking the atmosphere of life.

Madam Dong sighed softly, "It wasn't like this before. At that time, I had six or seven personal maids, some of whom I brought from my hometown."

Although Madam Dong spoke Mandarin fluently, Min Ming could vaguely hear a strange accent.

Mrs. Winter...

Min Ming lowered her head and thought. She had been in the palace for a long time, but it was the first time she heard this title.

Since she calls herself Madam, she must be a married woman. Now it is the third year of Huanglong, and the emperor is only four or five years old. He is locked up in the deep palace and cannot see anyone except when offering sacrifices to heaven, earth and ancestral temples.

So after Min Ming thought about it for a while, he felt that this woman must be one of the concubines of the previous emperor.

Then if I follow him here, wouldn't it be...

Min Ming became a little nervous, she was afraid that she would be punished by the Queen Mother for this.

Madam Dong seemed to see through her thoughts and smiled, covering her mouth:

"You are too slow to react. Ordinary palace maids would not dare to come to me."

After she laughed, she restrained her smile. Min Ming saw that her skin was white and smooth, and her thick black long hair was hanging vertically when she sat up, lightly touching the ground.

Min Ming smiled bitterly and said:
"But now... I am not an ordinary palace maid."

Being caught between a rock and a hard place, she was almost waiting to die. She had already decided to throw in the towel. Even though she knew that Madam Dong might be the concubine of the previous emperor, she was not too panicked.

Of course, this is also because compared with the Queen Mother's pressure, Madam Dong is particularly approachable.

Seeing her indifferent reaction, Madam Dong said:
"It seems that you are indeed extraordinary. If possible, I wonder if you can come here more often. I am not used to staying here alone."

As she spoke, Madam Dong stood up. Min Ming looked in the direction she was standing and saw her picking up a jade flute from a shelf on a table.

Madam Dong turned around and smiled. She was about the same age as the Queen Mother, but she had a girlish air. She said:

"If you come often, I'll play the flute for you."

Before Min Ming could refuse, she looked at Min Ming's hand.

"You are so slender! You must be able to play the guqin, which is perfect for the jade flute."

Faced with Mrs. Dong's invitation, Min Ming didn't know what to do. He neither shook his head nor nodded.

In the end, Madam Dong was considerate and said humbly, "I'm sorry to embarrass you."

“…It’s not that embarrassing.”

"By the way, I saw you coming out of Jingren Palace, but what are you worried about?"

"..." When asked this question, Min Ming couldn't help but feel a little sad, and said with a forced smile: "What worries me?"

Mrs. Dong didn't say much when she saw this. Saying more would only make things difficult, so she sighed and said, "For someone like you, you must have relatives at home. Don't be afraid if you have any worries. Just go back and tell them. Even if your family can't help, they can still share your worries."

When Min Ming heard this, his heart stopped for a moment.

Tell this to Min Ning?
Min Ming had never thought about it this way before, but now that Mrs. Dong said it, with such considerate voice, she wanted to tell Min Ning the whole story.

No matter what, Min Ning is the backbone of the family...

Thinking of this, Min Ming stood up, unable to resist the urge to go back.

"Are you leaving?" Mrs. Dong's voice came to my ears.

"Well... I've been here for a long time. It's time to say goodbye." Min Ming was eager to go home, and his chest was shaking.

Madam Dong did not expose her lame little lie, but just smiled and nodded, and did not even make an appointment for her to come more often in the future, as if she knew that this would make the palace maid with a big chest embarrassed.

Not long after, Min Ming's figure disappeared from Mrs. Dong's sight.

Madam Dong sighed and was about to sit down slowly on the chaise longue.

A voice suddenly sounded behind her:

"Noble Concubine Dong, what exactly brought you to Jingren Palace today?"

The nameless old lady looked coldly at the Korean concubine with long hair reaching the ground.

Concubine Dong lowered her charming eyes and said in a gentle voice:
"Firstly, I just want to take a walk, and secondly, I want to ask... when the Queen Mother will let me leave the palace and get married."

"It won't be long."

There was a glimmer of gloom in Concubine Dong's eyes.

However, she still said softly:
"I hope it's a good man."

"Then he can't be a good man." After sneering, the nameless old lady strode away.

(End of this chapter)