Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 209, Empress Dowager of the Cold Palace
Qiu Rong snorted, "I'm very busy, don't bother me, I'll solve it myself."

"Winter clothes are issued in the cold palace?" Lin Anluo sniffed, feeling like she had a cold.

There are too few clothes in the rain. It is the beginning of November and winter is coming. She doesn't want to spend the winter wearing a fancy tulle skirt like this. She can only hope that the palace can provide subsidies.

After she finished speaking, Qiurong smiled triumphantly, "Send it, why don't you send it? If you have money, I will send it to you."

Lin Anluo:? ? ?

That is to say, there were clothes distributed in the cold palace, but they were withheld by the lady in charge when she passed through the hands of the maid in charge, so as to ask for money and goods from the people in the cold palace.

Anyway, this place is remote, and the people inside are poor people who were abandoned by the court, and no one knows about her transactions.

Lin Anluo scolded a few words to herself, without changing her smile, "Then I'll go back and see if I still have my last month's salary left. Sister Rong will leave me two winter clothes."

Qiu Rong admired her knowledge and integrity, led her back to the door of her room, raised her chin, "Go in and find money, I'll go back to my room and get you clothes."

[System]: The killer brother is on your beam.

Lin Anluo Lima stopped Qiu Rong who turned around and was about to leave, "Wait, sister Rong wait for me, I will go with you, so that I can know the way when I look for you in the future."

"I told you not to look for me." Qiu Rong's tone became impatient, she didn't want to serve these abandoned concubines who were thrown into the cold palace and caused trouble.

For the sake of her life, Lin Anluo coaxed her with a shy smile, "My good sister, don't you want someone to talk to you in such a deserted place? Anyway, I stayed for a while and I was bored to death."

She smiled sweetly, opened her big innocent eyes when she spoke, and was very sincere.

Maybe it was caused by the vanity of being close to the beautiful concubine, Qiu Rong sneered a few times and finally compromised, "You still want to chat with someone here, okay, go, I will wait for you here, at least two winter clothes Two silver coins."

Lin Anluo responded crisply, "Okay."

She pushed open the door, squatted in front of her box and rummaged through it quite naturally, pretending not to know that there was a knife hanging above her head.

When she found Yu Youlian's remaining monthly salary, she breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to herself, "Fortunately, I didn't spend much last month."

The door was wide open, and Qiu Rong, who was standing in the courtyard, had a clear view of what was going on in the room. Lin Anluo held Sui Yin in her palm, stood up and walked out briskly, and even closed the door behind her.

"Let's go, Sister Rong."

She followed Qiu Rong to her residence, and when she passed the door of Wei Lang's room, a thin layer of sweat broke out on her back.

Living with a Tibetan Mastiff ready to open its fangs to tear her neck at any time, her life is too difficult.

At this time, Qiu Rong suddenly complained to Lin Anluo, "I'm really convinced by that stutter who lives next to you. I saw that his winter clothes have been worn for several years, and they are so thin that there is almost no lint and he is still wearing them. Tell him to get money." You can change it, his mother is a princess anyway, so she didn’t give him any money? The Ministry of Internal Affairs sends him a winter coat every year, and he has saved several sets in my place, he deserves to be cold to death.”

Lin Anluo thought about the thin gray clothes he was wearing when she saw Wei Lang, and absently agreed, "That's it!"

"I'll take it out soon and burn it for him." Qiu Rong said angrily.

"Don't!" Lin Anluo stopped loudly.

Qiu Rong turned to look at her suspiciously, and saw the beautiful concubine who had just entered the palace smiled flatteringly at her, and asked cautiously, "If I want to buy his winter clothes, sister Rong, can it be cheaper?"

　Seeing several cuties who voted for me, I was moved to cry
　　
　
(End of this chapter)