Her eyes were like a sharp blade, sharp and pressing.

"Qinse, how long have you been with me?!"

Qin Se was startled, not understanding what Mrs. Jin meant: "Mrs. Hui... there is..."

Before finishing the conversation, Mrs. Jin was interrupted coldly: "You should understand, what should you understand, what should you pretend to be confused?!"

Qin Se understood her meaning in an instant, and hurriedly hung down her head: "Yes, the slave and maid knew it was wrong!

Mrs. Jin's eyes returned to the light of the clouds and wind again, and she walked to the tea garden where the ladies were.

"The ladies came early today..."

"Sister Jin is early..."

The crowd greeted each other with a smile and greeted each other and sat down.

Mrs. Yu, who had been sitting next to Mrs. Jin, let out a "Huh" when she sat down.

"Sister Jin, you... do you have two more places beside you?!"

The seats they arranged are arranged according to the status of each person, and each person has a fixed relative position.

But now, there are two obvious chairs on the left and right sides of Mrs. Jin.

Mrs. Jin sat down with a smile: "Sisters, let's have two more young and beautiful girls today. It can be regarded as injecting some fresh breath into our old women!"

"Young and beautiful?!" Madam Yu looked at everyone with a smile: "We have so many sisters, which one is not beautiful?! Is it more beautiful than us?"

"Can't hold back that we are no longer young..." Madam Yang rolled her eyes sourly, very uncomfortable.

"Yes, the Lord likes it, but young girls, we are all old..."

"But we have been young too...the young girl will be like us, and sooner or later we will get old..."

The ladies are more sour than the other, and their words are also cynic.

Mrs. Jin chuckled lightly and greeted the maids to filter the collected dew.

"I said, sisters, everyone is sisters, so don't be so hostile...Today, the two I invited are both Miss Ling, one of them, I think everyone is familiar with each other. They live in Jujiu Palace. That girl Lin..."

"is her?!"

Madam Yu's face became more and more ugly, and she gritted her teeth.

"Sister Jin, it's not that I said you, why did you invite her?! Not to mention that this girl is arrogant, relies on the king's favor, and has no one else... As far as her current status is concerned, we are not qualified to be equal. what"

Mrs. Jin looked down, pretending to have not heard her, and smiled without saying a word.

It was Mrs. Yang who answered with righteous indignation: "That's right, even if her surname is Lin, even if she is spoiled again, the Lord still hasn't given her any status! After all, she is still a maid, at most a favored maid. ...What qualifications does such a maid have to be equal to us?!"

Everyone's eyes turned to the newly added seat beside Mrs. Jin.

There is another unspoken potential reason in everyone's mind--

How can that girl Lin, He De, be able to place her position above them? !

In the female circle of the king, there is no special level.

Except for the Queen's rank is different, everyone else is the same.

However, the position is determined according to the time of marrying the king. The one who enters the door early is naturally the sister, and the position is also higher than that of the younger generation.

In this way, everyone's rank is clear, and there will be no competition for position.

But nowadays, latecomers want to take the top spot, and they have to overwhelm them. How can they convince them? !