...What happened?

Things happened too suddenly. Wu Ya Qingdai raised her face, and her previous joy was still frozen on her face. Two little eunuchs came towards her, and she held her heavily on the ground with four arms. Then the eunuch personally took off the embroidered shoes on her right foot, showed them out of the soles, and raised them to the front of the emperor.

Hongli only glanced at it and sneered: "It turned out that the soles of the shoe were carved into the shape of a lotus."

Concubine Hui waved her hand, and the eunuch hurriedly raised the sole of the shoe in front of her. She glanced at it and smiled, "The sole of the shoe is also filled with fine powder. No wonder it leaves a mark, but it's quite thoughtful!"

She was still laughing, but Hongli's face disappeared. He sternly said: "Come on, come out!"

Wu Ya Qingdai then came to her senses, kneeled on the ground with soft knees, rolled and crawled to the front of the emperor, her face covered with tears: "Emperor, the emperor, the daughter of the minister is just imitating the lotus step by step, wanting to have a first prize, the emperor forgives, the emperor forgives! The concubine, save the daughter of the minister! The queen! The queen saves the daughter of the minister!"

Hongli and Concubine Hui both had no expression on their faces, but Empress Fucha sighed and said to Hongli: "Your Majesty, there is nothing wrong with the beautiful girl who wants to take the lead. If you don't like it, just give flowers. If you expel her from the palace like this, how will she meet in the future?"

"Yes, the emperor!" Wu Ya Qingdai broke away from the hands of the two eunuchs and threw herself in a mess in front of Hongli. "My daughter enters the palace and is waiting to be chosen. If she is expelled, she will shame the family. How can she deal with herself in the future? Please, please spare me!"

After saying that, she knelt on the ground, her forehead was knocking loudly, and her posture almost coincided with the previous auspiciousness, but she refused to let go of auspiciousness at that time, and now Hongli refused to let her go.

"I have already made clear orders to prohibit the Han military flag from confining women's feet, but this time I read the election, there are definitely not one or two people who confined their feet!" Hongli said indifferently, "Not only the Han military flag, but even the Uya family also learns such extravagant and decadent atmosphere. Pan Yunu is a demon concubine and Xiao Baojuan is a fool. Now you learn from her, will you cause trouble in the court? Such a woman will definitely cause trouble when she enters the palace. I will not only expel her from the palace, but also punish her father as a warning to others!"

"No, no!" Wu Ya Qingdai wanted to argue something, but her two majestic arms had already stretched out from behind her, clamping her arms like iron pliers, dragging her out the door.

"No, Your Majesty! No! My daughter knows that she is wrong! My daughter really knows that she is wrong!" Wu Ya Qingdai struggled desperately like a cow and horse about to be sent to the slaughterhouse, crying heart-wrenchingly, "By the way, it's that slut, it's that slut that slut that slut that slutty! It's not me, it's not me to apply fragrant powder to the soles of her shoes... Woo!"

Afraid that she made a big fuss and disturbed the emperor's carriage, a eunuch next to her stretched out her palm-like hand and covered her mouth. Five fingers blocked her voice and blocked her last chance.

"Woo, woo..."

The whimper gradually faded away, and two strings of lotus seals were left on the ground, proving that the woman named Wuya Qingdai had been here.

"Come on, clean the floor." Hongli said coldly, "It makes people feel uncomfortable when you look."

"Yes!" Several palace maids hurriedly came with brooms.

So the last trace of Wuya Qingdai disappeared from the palace like this.

"Oh, that... does it look like Sister Wuya?"

At the Imperial Garden, a group of beautiful girls were waiting for the roll call. As soon as a few of them entered the door, they were given flowers. However, after Wu Ya Qingdai entered, they did not come out for a long time. Everyone was envious and discussed secretly, for fear that Wu Ya Qingdai had been attracted by the emperor.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door opened, a woman with disheveled hair was dragged out by two eunuchs.

"How could such a crazy woman be Sister Wuya..." Someone retorted.

"But she was obviously wearing Sister Wu Ya's clothes..." Someone hit the nail on the head.

The woman with disheveled hair was wearing Wuya Qingdai's clothes. Not only that, she also wore Wuya Qingdai's jewelry on her earlobes and wrists. If there was something different from before, maybe it was her feet. A pair of three-inch-worn feet were dragged on the ground, and her beautiful lotus shoes were gone.

"It hurts so much, it hurts..." The woman with disheveled hair cried, clearly making the voice of Wuya Qingdai, "My feet, my feet..."

Without shoes, the flesh was injured. The pair of snow-white feet without shoes were dragged on the ground, not leaving behind a winding lotus mark. Instead, two lines of blood were ground by the stone, and followed her in a winding manner, like two blood-red, twisted snakes.

"Bitch, you hurt me!" Wu Ya Qingdai suddenly let out a shrill cry, "I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

The girls were so scared by this scene that they were silent, and no one spoke for a long time.

Especially Lu Wanwan, who was timid by nature, was already leaning against Nalan Chunxue, holding the other person's sleeves tightly with his hands, and his voice trembling: "It's so terrible, what did she do wrong? The emperor wants to punish her like this?"

Nalan Chunxue stared at the bloodstains on the ground, thought for a moment, and suddenly whispered: "Is it because the emperor doesn't like her shoes?"

"How could it be?" Lu Wanwan covered her cherry lips with her hand and asked in surprise, "By step by step, the lotus is so unique, how can the emperor not like it?"

"The emperor's hobby, how can people like you and me who have just entered the palace know?" Nalan Chunxue said in a deep voice, "But what about that little palace maid, does she know?"

"Are you talking about the beautiful little palace maid before?" Lu Wanwan seemed to have a good impression of the other party and involuntarily said something to the other party, "He is also a little palace maid who has just entered the palace. How could she know what we don't know?"

"That's right." Nalan Chunxue also felt that it was impossible. It was even more impossible for them to know about things that the beautiful girls didn't know about. It was even more likely that Wu Ya Qingdai was not lucky and wore a pair of shoes that made the emperor disgusted.

But what if that little palace maid knew?

"If she knew..." Nalan Chunxue thought to herself, "It would be better to say that Wu Ya Qingdai put her shoes in her palm, rather than putting her life in her palm and merging her!"

This possibility made Nalan Chunxue feel cold in his heart and couldn't help but murmur: "Speaking of it, what's the name of that little palace maid...?"

"Yingluo."

"What's wrong?" Wei Yingluo stopped the needle and thread in her hand, turned her head to look at Jixiang.

Jixiang wanted to speak but stopped. At this time, the door of the embroidery workshop of the Zao Office opened with a creaking sound. A eunuch in green walked in across the threshold. Jixiang hurriedly lowered his head and continued the needlework in his hand.

"General Manager Wu." Madam Zhang, who was in charge of guiding the needlework of the new palace maid, greeted her.

Wu Shulai waved her hand and gave her a gift: "I'll take a look at the new palace maids this year."

Madam Zhang obediently retreated behind him, and the two walked past the palace maids one by one.

"Cough!" Wu Shulai suddenly coughed lightly.

Although the voice was light, many palace maids tilted the needles in their hands. Although they immediately continued to do things in their hands, their movements were a beat faster than before, just to give Wu Shu a good impression of flying needles and threading.

There was only one Wei Yingluo who was always slow.

"There is always a mature and steadfast person." Wu Shulai stood behind Wei Yingluo with his hands behind his back, nodded with satisfaction, and then raised his foot and walked behind Jixiang.

“……There are some that require good training.”

Jixiang's little face was red and the weather was not very hot, but her temples were sweating. She gritted her teeth and speeded up the speed of her hands. As a result, she stabbed her fingers in her fingers, screaming in pain, and hurriedly put her fingers in her mouth.

Wu Shulai behind him shook his head and left behind her.

After he left, Jixiang stopped embroidering, but just lowered his hair and stared blankly.

"...What's wrong?" Wei Yingluo stopped the movement in her hand, tilted her head and looked over, then frowned, and thought to herself that it was terrible.

I saw that the embroidery in Jixiang's hand was half embroidered, and the embroidery work was a bit unsatisfactory, but this could not be blamed on Jixiang. Her right hand had just been stepped on by Wu Ya Qingdai before. Although it was handled later, it was still a long black and swollen. I couldn't ask for leave, so I could only grit my teeth and work with injuries.

But now, a ball of red blood was stained with the snow-white embroidery cloth. I don’t know if Jixiang accidentally pierced his finger and dripped the blood on his head, or if the old injury occurred, the blood seeped out of the gauze.

But no matter what, this embroidery was ruined.

"What, what should I do..." Jixiang reached out to wipe it with a crying voice.

"Jiaxiang, don't..." Wei Yingluo stopped him too late.

There was only an inconspicuous drop of blood, but she wiped it like this and turned into a conspicuous small ball, which could not even be concealed.

There were also two people who were embroidered at the same place, one was Jinxiu and the other was a lucky fellow villager Linglong. Jinxiu caught a glimpse of this scene, and her nature immediately spoke out sarcastic words from her thin lips: "The palace maids should also be smart and smart. If you are so stupid, you will be driven out of the palace sooner or later. Don't waste your energy!"

Linglong even talked about the friendship between the countryside and said sympathetically: "What a pity."

"Linglong!" Jixiang's eyes were red and he choked up with a childish sob, "We have grown up together, please help me think of a solution, okay?"

The fellow townsmen returned to the fellow townsmen, but in the face of such troubles, Linglong would rather not be the fellow townsmen, and immediately refused: "What can I do? I haven't embroidered it yet!"

Jixiang couldn't help but look back. There was a sandalwood table in the embroidery workshop, and a bronze incense burner made of animal patterns on the table. There was an incense burner inserted into the incense burner. It was half burned. When the remaining half was burned to ashes, it was time to hand over the embroidery.

"What should I do..." Jixiang murmured, and tears could no longer be held back. When the tears fell, she felt a lighter in her hand. She turned around and saw Wei Yingluo taking her embroidery band over and handing over her embroidery band.

Jixiang looked shocked: "You..."

"Wipe the tears clean." Wei Yingluo said without raising her head after exchanging the embroidery bandages of the two, "Don't let the nanny see it."

She moved very quickly, and not many people saw this scene. Jixiang, Jinxiu, Linglong looked at each other for a moment, and finally Linglong spoke first. She lowered her voice and said, "Are you crazy? This embroidered handkerchief was originally going to embroider the golden carp. It was bloody and could not be saved no matter what! There was still half a stick of incense, so there was no time to re-embroider!"

Wei Yingluo narrowed her eyes, looked at the embroidery in her hand for a while, then twisted the needle and took the thread again, smiled at Jixiang, who was nervous and said, "The peony is still two needles, please help me embroider."

"Yingluo, have you figured it out?" Linglong couldn't help asking.

Before Wei Yingluo could speak, Jinxiu sneered: "What do you care about her and show off her power!"

Jixiang looked at the embroidery band in his hand, and suddenly stuffed it back into Yingluo's hand, shook his head and said, "Take it away, I can't implicate you, quickly return my embroidery band to me!"

Wei Yingluo gently raised her right hand to block the embroidery strap she handed over, then looked to one side with a slanted eyes.

Jixiang followed her eyes and saw that the nanny was walking in this direction, she immediately didn't dare to speak anymore, and hurriedly picked up the needlework and embroidery in her hand.

Then she was stunned.
Chapter completed!