: 544: Chitose Queen Chitose (5)

These palace people are so face-to-face, Jixiang can’t find her close attendant who has been serving her before, "Qiaoling? Why don't you see her?"
The people on the ground lying on the ground are even more strange, "Ma'am, half a year ago, weren't you too clever and clumsy? Even if your hair was not well combed, would you send her to work hard at the Huanyi Bureau?"
Raccoon Bureau! ! !
Jixiang punched his fist, "This palace wants to see her."
"But..." one of the palace people just wanted to explain that the skillful spirit had been reduced to the lowest slave, according to the rules, he could not come to the Hall of Haoran again, lest the phoenix body was contaminated by grief, but he was glared by auspicious cold eyes. Swallowed all the nonsense, climbed up from the ground with his bow, and stumbled out to call people. [
The room was silent for a while.
Auspiciously too lazy to talk to unfamiliar faces, without permission, these celebrity celebrities who used to be in front of the Emperor immediately lost everything, wondering why the Master suddenly seemed to have changed his personal strangeness.
Not long after, Qiao Ling arrived, she was wearing the most crude plain robe in the palace, her look was gloomy, and there were faint scratches on both sides of her cheek.
Jixiang looked distressed, waved his hand, drove out the idle people and so on, and made people shut the door. Then he stepped forward and helped Qiaoling up, "Are you all right?"
Hearing the familiar voice, and the expression that can't be modeled, Qiaoling asked timidly, "Mother?"
"Well! I'm back." Nodded to confirm, not much to explain, but Jixiang knew she could understand.
Qiao Ling's numb face regained a little bit of vividness. She wanted to cry and laughed, "Ma'am, are you really? The slave-servant can't believe it..."
She covered her mouth and bit her palm fiercely, the pain struck, but there was no moment in this life, so comfortable.