"Sister Zhilan."

Zhilan looked back and saw a romantic woman walking towards her. Her appearance and body were easily favored in brothels or in the house of a wealthy businessman, but in the palace, it seemed less solemn in a slave, and if she was not careful, it would be annoying.

"Are you?" Zhilan glanced at her faintly.

"I am the palace maid of the embroidery workshop, Jinxiu." Jinxiu hurriedly reported to her house, held up a tray with both hands, and placed a neatly folded green dress in the tray. "Madam Zhang asked me to deliver the freshly prepared spring clothes."

"Oh." Zhilan nodded, "Let it go."

Jinxiu was unwilling to just leave like this. She put down the tray in her hand at a very slow speed and said something pleasing to her mouth: "It's all the same palace clothes, and it's different when worn on her sister. Look at how beautiful the flowers on her cuffs are, you can tell that her sister is a skillful person."

Zhilan smiled. Although everyone was wearing the same palace outfits, they were different when they looked closely. Those big palace maids with some abilities and status would have some extra embroidered with cuffs and collars, and there were also differences. The one on her body was embroidered with peach blossom sprouts, but she did not embroider herself, but was asked by the little palace maids in the embroidery workshop to embroider her for her.

What is the name? It seems to be... Yingluo?

"...The best embroiderer than our embroiderer is more skillful." But Jinxiu said with a smile, "When it comes to this embroidery, not only is it skillful in embroidery, but it is also very smart. If it weren't for her last time, we wouldn't know that loquat paste has so many things to pay attention to!"

Zhilanyuan was already tired of her and was about to wave her to retreat, but suddenly turned her head: "What did you say? Loquat paste?"

"Yes." Jinxiu looked innocent. "Last time Yingluo mentioned in Yonghe Palace that she had accidentally eaten new leaves of pipa when she was young. We realized that the new leaves were poisonous and could not be used as medicine. What's wrong?"

With his right hand slapped heavily on the table, Zhilan gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, it's her!"

"Sister Zhilan, I... am I saying the wrong thing?" Jinxiu lowered her head in a pretentious manner, her voice timidly, but she sneered in her heart.

Wei Yingluo, that little bitch, looked noble on the surface, and she was not allowed to seduce Fu Cha and Fu Heng, but turned around but hooked up with the guards.

Unfortunately, she informed Aunt Fang too late and could not catch the adulterer, but it didn't matter. She was holding another handle in her hand. With Concubine Hui's hand, she could always take this annoying ghost thing away from her.

"Lead the way forward." Zhilan stood up and said, "Take me to find the one named Wei Yingluo."

"Yes, Sister Zhilan." Jinxiu replied hurriedly.

One by one, the other, they arrived at the embroidery workshop. When they arrived, a group of people were surrounding Wei Yingluo, either with awesome eyes or a look of intoxication.

"This colorful cloud is so beautiful, I will embroider one too when I look back."

"Ha, don't draw a tiger but become a dog."

"I have embroidered colorful clouds in the past, but they look like floating clouds and garlands, how did you embroider them?"

"This is a full embroidery technique. The embroidered things are gradually changing in color and layered. Although they look beautiful, they are ten years of hard work in the audience. If you want to embroider the same thing, it will not work without ten years of hard work."

A pair of embroidered shoes walked behind Wei Yingluo, and a laughter sounded: "It turns out that the embroidery is good."

Wei Yingluo stopped the needle in her hand, turned around and looked at the person coming, then hurriedly got up and saluted her: "Sister Zhilan."

The palace maids hurriedly saluted to the popular man beside Concubine Hui. Even the oldest Madam Zhang stood up and did not dare to sit in front of Zhilan. She asked in a polite voice: "Miss Zhilan, why are you here? Do you don't like the spring clothes you sent? You don't need to come here in person. Send a palace maid to say, I will go to Chuxiu Palace immediately."

"I was satisfied at first, but I was not satisfied with this picture of clouds." Zhilan smiled and turned her eyes to Wei Yingluo, "This little palace maid embroidery worker is very good. Let her go with me."

Many palace maids cast Xianyan's eyes at Wei Yingluo, but Wei Yingluo and Madam Zhang's hearts were shocked.

What the master really wants to give instructions is just one sentence. What is there that you have to go there to explain clearly? I am afraid that this is a disaster, not a blessing.

Madam Zhang was determined to protect Wei Yingluo and smiled apologized: "Miss Zhilan, this is not good. This girl is following me and hasn't yet gone to the army. Otherwise, let me embroider for you!"

After all, the nanny who was in charge of an embroidery workshop was able to take the initiative to propose embroidering clothes for a palace maid, which was already considered a condescending reverence and tried his best to please him. However, Zhilan did not take this trick at all and sneered: "Madam Zhang, don't play the game with me here. Whoever I ordered is the one who you want, you will be picky and change it! Wei Yingluo, follow me!"

As soon as she said this, everyone heard the malice. At that moment, everyone put away their eyes and looked at Wei Yingluo with sympathy or gloating.

"...Yes." After this, Wei Yingluo had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

When she and Zhilan left, the embroidery workshop immediately exploded. Even if Madam Zhang kept scolding her, she could not stop the little palace maids from secretly whispering.

"What's going on? Did Wei Yingluo offend Sister Zhilan?"

"I haven't seen each other several times, how can I offend you?"

"Ke... Sister Ke Zhilan looks like she is trying to be accused of the enemy."

Of course, it is a provocation to indict him.

In the side hall of Chuxiu Palace, Wei Yingluo knelt on the cold floor.

She had been kneeling for a long time, and the coolness penetrated her knees and penetrated into her bone marrow. The room was quiet, with only a few occasional sounds of spoons stirring the soup.

Concubine Hui sat on the chair, and a bowl of lotus root powder meatballs were placed on the red sandalwood coffee table next to her.

The soup is snow-white, and the meatballs are as black as mud, and the black and white are in contrast. The black and the white are becoming whiter, and the white is like a landscape painting. But after a long time, it has become cold and there is no trace of heat.

Thinking that it was enough to get the power, Concubine Hui stopped the spoon in her hand and asked slowly: "You are Wei Yingluo?"

"Yes!! Empress!!" A loud roar was so shocked that the spoon in her hand almost fell to the ground.

After being a concubine for so many years, Concubine Hui has never seen anyone who dares to scream like this in front of her. She raised her hand and stroked her chest... In fact, she wanted to caress her ears that were still tinnitus: "What are you doing so loudly?"

Wei Yingluo raised her head and smiled. She knelt down as soon as she entered the door. Concubine Hui couldn't see her. Now when she saw her, her saliva was still hanging on the corner of her mouth. It seemed that she was kneeling on the ground, so she took the opportunity to sleep.

"I'm sorry, Imperial Concubine." He raised his hand and wiped the saliva at the corner of his mouth. Wei Yingluo smiled foolishly, "I have always been loud. The nanny has called me many times, but I can't change it!"

When standing or standing in the palace, one must pay attention to one rule, especially the palace maids who serve noble people, that is, even the sleeping posture must be ruled. For example, a silly girl who can sleep while kneeling must eat ten times more boards than others.

Concubine Hui looked at her suspiciously: "Did you say the new loquat leaves are poisonous?"

"Yes, it's poisonous, it can't be eaten!" Wei Yingluo nodded hurriedly, "Empress, why are you asking this? Oh, can you also want to eat loquat paste? Then don't eat fruit cores, and don't touch new leaves by chance. They are all poisonous! When I was a child, I was too greedy and accidentally ate too much, and I almost lost my life! Last time, the empress from Yonghe Palace also wanted to eat it, but I was dissuaded! It's so dangerous! By the way, there is still..."

She said a lot, and it seemed that she had to continue talking, but her voice was loud, and she was like dozens of ducks, making Concubine Hui's temples jump constantly.

"Stop and stop!" Concubine Hui had to shout, "What a mess, it's all messy, confused, and confused! After entering the palace for so long, don't you even understand how your master said?"

Wei Yingluo nodded, shook her head quickly, then her eyes wandered, and finally settled down, but she was in a place she shouldn't have settled - the bowl of lotus root balls next to Concubine Hui.

"Empress." Seeing her looking like she was swallowing her saliva, even Zhilan couldn't stand it anymore this time, so she leaned into Concubine Hui's ear and said softly, "This girl seems a little stupid..."

Can't I see anything you can see? Concubine Hui waved: "Come here."

Wei Yingluo said oh, but she didn't understand what she meant to get up. Her knees were still on the ground, and she walked all the way to Concubine Hui. The appearance of this dog slave almost made Concubine Hui laugh.

"Do you know what this is?" Concubine Hui was holding a blue and white porcelain bowl, holding a blue and white porcelain bowl, and shook left and right in front of Wei Yingluo twice.

Wei Yingluo's head also moved left and right with the blue and white porcelain bowls, and said foolishly: "Is it Lantern Festival? But why is it black? I have never seen a black Lantern Festival before!"

"Poor child, have you not even eaten lotus root powder meatballs?" Concubine Hui smiled, "I'll give you my reward, take it to eat."

She gave Wei Yingluo the bowl, but did not give her a spoon.

"Thank you for the reward!" Wei Yingluo took the bowl she handed over with joy, and didn't need to use spoons, and she picked it up and drank it. The remaining meatballs that were stuck to the bottom of the bowl were actually picked out and eaten by her hands.

"Is it delicious?" Concubine Hui asked amiably.

But those who know her know how deep the malice is hidden under this kindness.

"It's delicious." Wei Yingluo smiled honestly.

I have never seen the person in front of me, and I can't guess the other person's temperament, but this does not prevent Concubine Hui from using her own methods to cure her and test her.

"If you taste good, eat more." Concubine Hui waved her hand, "Zhi Lan--"

Next, one bowl after another was sent to Chuxiu Palace.

Blue and white porcelain bowls, painted lacquer bowls, thin white porcelain bowls... Although the bowls are different, the things contained in them are the same, all of them are large and plump lotus root powder balls.

"Eat." Concubine Hui leaned on the chair and smiled and said to Wei Yingluo, "Eat all before leaving."

The bowls on the ground were half empty, but more bowls were sent in from outside. Wei Yingluo's belly was already visible to the naked eye, but she was still swallowing her voraciously for a moment.

Like a goldfish that never knows what it means to eat, as long as someone feeds, he can eat himself to death.

"Hi, Imperial Concubine, you are so nice. You don't dislike me for being greedy!" Wei Yingluo picked up a blue and white porcelain bowl again, "Hi, it's so delicious, I'm so maid, I... vomit..."

Some of the things she had eaten had leaked along the corner of her lips, but she looked like she was unaware of it and began to swallow the soup in the bowl again.

Where can the nobles in the palace see such a disgusting scene? Concubine Hui frowned, sneered with disgust and contempt: "What a fool! I am tired, so I ask her to get out quickly, it's annoying to watch!"

Zhilan also felt disgusted and was not even willing to pull Wei Yingluo on the ground with her hands. She stretched out her feet and kicked her: "Okay, stop eating anymore, the lady let you go!"

Wei Yingluo suddenly sucked the soup, and it was not until Zhilan kicked her again that she turned her head pitifully, holding something in her mouth, and said in a dim manner: "But I haven't finished eating yet!"

His eyes fell on the bowl in her hand. Zhilan felt that the bowl had become dirty with her, and frowned and said, "Take the bowl away!"

"Really?" Wei Yingluo's eyes lit up.

"Get out!"

Wei Yingluo hurriedly poured the remaining lotus root powder balls into the same bowl, then ran away with the bowl in his arms.

"This... who is this!" Looking at her frequently looking back, looking like she was afraid that she would regret it and asked her to return the balls, Zhilan couldn't help but laugh and cry. When she turned around and told Concubine Hui about this, Concubine Hui couldn't help but show a laugh and cry expression.

"Next time, ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs, who have been recruited!" Concubine Hui shook her head, as if she wanted to swing a disgusting scene out of her head, "This is a fool!"

Zhilan wanted to agree with her, but suddenly she recalled the colorful picture she saw when she stepped into the embroidery workshop.

The colorful clouds are thousands of miles away, and the sky is dyed everywhere. Not one out of ten thousand people may have one. If you have such superb skills, is that something that a fool can embroider?

Seeing her hesitation, Concubine Hui asked, "What's wrong?"

After hesitating for a while, Zhilan finally said what she said in her heart: "Empress, do you think... she is pretending to be stupid?"
Chapter completed!