"I don't understand." After returning, Wei Yingluo was puzzled, so she found the only person who could give her an answer, "Madam Zhang, why did Yipin die?"

"A concubine, who is slapped in public, can she still gain a foothold in the palace in the future?" Madam Zhang replied lightly while embroidering a peony flower, "If others can still bear it, but her temperament is famous for being arrogant..."

In other words, Concubine Hui knew that she was so mean, so she used this humiliating method to force her to commit suicide by insulting herself.

"... So stupid." Wei Yingluo's face was gloomy. She didn't know whether to say to her or to herself, "Only when you are alive can you have a chance to turn over. If it were me, let alone being slapped on someone's face, I could endure it until the day of revenge!"

A cold and bone-black hatred burst out, piercing Madam Zhang's skin numb. She couldn't help but put down the embroidery tension in her hand and looked at her in shock: "You..."

"Nothing." The hatred came and went quickly. I only looked at Wei Yingluo's face that smiled sweetly at the moment. The chilling hatred just now seemed to be the illusion of Madam Zhang, "Madam, I've embroidered it, do you think it's okay?"

Madam Zhang took the embroidery bandage she handed over, and a white peony on it, together with the big red peony she had put at her hand and was prepared for Concubine Hui.

This empress was never willing to let the emperor down. If Concubine Yu wanted to make two new clothes, she would make twenty. In addition, she also needed matching embroidered handkerchiefs and new shoes. All of them had peony patterns, and they should not be repeated in color or flower, which would have exhausted the palace maids in the embroidery workshop.

In the end, even Madam Zhang had to go on the battle personally, and barely embroidered these tricks within the specified time.

"Yeah, it's not bad." Madam Zhang nodded and looked at the sky outside again, "It's now, you haven't had lunch yet, go and have a meal."

"Yes." Wei Yingluo said obediently, "I'll eat quickly, try to come back early, and finish the work before tonight."

She is always so understanding and likable. Madam Zhang nodded, thinking that it was indeed her own illusion before...

But Yingluo left the embroidery workshop but did not go to have a meal.

She couldn't eat it in one bite.

Once you close your eyes, you will see a pair of feet hanging in the air.

He suddenly opened his eyes and Yingluo kicked the tree opposite.

There are too many bastards in this harem, but she is still in a high position and has no support. She can only treat the tree in front of her as them, kicking it up one by one, and venting her inner depression.

"Bold slave!"

Wei Yingluo was shocked and turned around suddenly.

She was so focused on venting her inner depression that she didn't even notice it after her.

Judging from the color of his clothes and the exquisite whisks that were crossed over his elbow, he was a very high-ranking eunuch. He only heard him sternly: "The Holy Lord is here, and he will not kneel down!"

...The Holy Driving?

Wei Yingluo was stunned for a moment, then quickly knelt on the ground, pressing her face tightly against the back of her hand: "I respectfully ask the emperor for the holy and unto him."

The sound of footsteps slowly came towards her.

A pair of bright yellow boots stopped in front of her, and a casual male voice rang over her head: "Who is going to hurt Lingbo?"

Lingbi?

Yingluo thought badly, something was crowned with a spirit, and usually had a value, and was no longer an ordinary thing. She was afraid that she would cause a big disaster, so she could only pretend to be confused and said, "I'm brave enough to know what a cypress is."

"Bastard! This tree is a cypress!" Wuchen pointed to the tree she had kicked before, and the eunuch scolded him, "I personally wrote the word " cypress". Look, there is a bronze medal behind it! In the past, many people were not too late to kneel down, how dare you hurt this!"

He still had the patience to explain to Yingluo, but the other person didn't have the patience, or was not interested in wasting time on a stupid little palace maid.

"Pull it down." The bright yellow boots slowly left her, "Thirty rods."

Thirty rods?

Yingluo couldn't help but turn pale.

After thirty rods, she would lose half her life even if she didn't die. After that, she would have to spend a lot of time recuperating and healing her injuries. How could she have so much time to waste?

What's more, being punished is a taint.

How can a person who was ordered and punished by the emperor himself gain a foothold in the harem in the future?

I'm afraid that even Concubine Yu and Madam Zhang will have to draw a clear line with her on the surface, so as not to make the emperor unhappy if he is not careful.

From then on, she will be unable to move in the harem.

She will never allow herself to leave such stains!

"I didn't know the cypress shortly after entering the palace, but there was a reason why my servants did it!" Yingluo sweated heavily and racked her brains desperately.

The bright yellow boots stopped: "Oh?"

Since it is crowned with spirit, it is a mysterious thing. In this kind of thing, there is no need to talk about human principles. Wei Yingluo's eyes turned and gritted her teeth and said, "I really don't know that this is a cypress, but an old tree last night asked me to dream of me, saying that it had been here for a long time and it was itchy on my body, so I asked me to come to the garden to find it and scratch its back for it - I was just scratching it!"

The eunuch sneered: "The more he talks, the more he becomes, the more he is messed up. How can a tree give you a dream!"

Wei Yingluo was waiting for this sentence. He immediately knocked his head heavily and said loudly: "Since the cypress tree has a spirit and can hide the emperor's shade, it can naturally give the slave a dream! Every sentence that the slave said is true, and I dare not have a lie!"

The eunuch was speechless by her, and finally had to turn his attention to the only person here who could make decisions.

"Forget it." But the man said carelessly, "Let's go."

Out of the corner of his eyes, a pair of bright yellow boots walked past his side, and then there were pairs of black boots, pairs of white embroidered shoes, and swords buckled around his waist, sturdy. Until he walked away, Wei Yingluo breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground with a sore body.

Escaped.

"Bang!"

A chestnut hit the back of her head.

"Ouch." Wei Yingluo turned around, "Madam, why are you here?"

"You little bastard!" Madam Zhang also had sweat on her face, "If I don't look at you for a moment, you will almost cause a huge disaster!"

Wei Yingluo felt soft when she scolded her like this.

"This is the spiritual wood enfeoffed by the emperor himself." While helping Wei Yingluo up from the ground, Madam Zhang explained, "The emperor went on a private visit in a private manner. It was the heat of the year, and the ministers were sweating profusely, but the emperor did not sweat any more. Everyone thought it was strange. When the emperor talked about this, it seemed that a giant cypress was following him all the way from the Forbidden City to shade him. Everyone said that this was Lingbai who knew that the emperor was traveling, so he came here to protect him!"

She talked so much, but she wanted Wei Yingluo to act more cautiously.

In the palace, people are not easy to mess with, and sometimes even trees are not easy to mess with.

"I understand." Wei Yingluo sighed, looked at the delicate and expensive tree beside her and murmured, "In the Forbidden City, even a tree favored by the emperor is better than an unpopular person."

On the other side, the bright yellow boots suddenly stopped.

All the boots behind him stopped.

"Emperor?" The eunuch looked at him in confusion.

"I just thought about what happened in the court..." Hongli said slowly.

The eunuch made a statement of scrutiny.

"So I didn't react for a while." Hongli slowly turned his head, the shadows of the tree swayed, and drops of light fell through the gaps of the leaves, like golden rain sprinkling on his face. He suddenly smiled, "Now think about it carefully - why should Ling Bai dream for her if she is a little palace maid?"

Long lively, you have reacted!

The eunuch thought this in his heart, but he shared the same hatred of the enemy on his face, and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, the servant has just reacted. That little girl is just a lie and has a lot of things to do. She should be caught, and she will be killed if she catches her!"

"Do you still remember what she looks like?" Hongli asked lightly with his hands behind his back.

The eunuch was stunned and then racked his brains to recall...

"Can't remember it." Hongli said lightly, "The palace maids are dressed exactly the same, and she immediately knelt on the ground, her whole face against the back of her hand, and she didn't even lift it up."

The eunuch was stunned: "This, this, she did it on purpose..."

The women in the harem are all pursuing a "face-showing".

Who would have thought that someone would try hard to hide their faces?

"Now that the water enters the sea and the leaves enter the jungle. If you want to find her again, you can only distinguish it by your voice." Hongli looked at the swaying woods in the imperial garden and said slowly, "Li Yu, take advantage of the fact that you still remember her voice now and find the person for me."
Chapter completed!