Come with anticipation and leave in shame.

The world was dark, and Nalan Chunxue felt that every step he took was like stepping into a quagmire, step by step, heavy and heavy.

When I passed by the Imperial Garden, I saw a few little palace maids singing and dancing inside.

A little palace maid raised her skirt upwards, making her look fluttering, and didn't know that in the eyes of outsiders, she was clumsy like a duck. She asked her companion with a slight pride: "How about it, do you think she looks like the God of Luo?"

Another little palace maid laughed and said, "It's like, it's just a fairy skirt. I'll ask Changchun Palace to make one for you another day!"

Nalan Chunxue didn't take these two people to heart at first, until she returned to Jingren Palace, her personal palace maid Dong Zao came up and helped her back to the bedroom. She whispered to her: "Master, I've found out clearly. I heard that the Empress pretended to be the God of Luo and kept the Emperor, which made the Empress wait overnight!"

After a pause, Nalan Chunxue remembered her desperate self in the quilt, and the two little palace maids who were posing in the imperial garden. Her eyes were filled with hatred. Her chest was swelling for a moment, and suddenly lowered her voice and said to Dongzao: "Go to Chuxiu Palace and hand me a message to Concubine Hui, and said that the Empress Dowager was going to come back from Changchun Garden the day after tomorrow. I have a way to make the Empress Dowager completely lose the Empress Dowager's favor. In front of the Concubine, Yongye can't raise his head!"

"Yes!" Dongzao quickly returned and brought back Concubine Hui's reply, in just nine words - I will give you another chance.

The day after tomorrow, in the imperial garden, the sun is shining and hundreds of birds are singing.

A solemn and solemn old woman with Buddhist beads wrapped in her hands was walking in front, and the queen was respectfully supporting her hand. The other concubines were not even qualified to support her, so they could only follow behind respectfully.

This woman was the Queen Mother of the current dynasty.

The Queen Mother patted the Queen's hand: "It's hard for the Queen to take care of both sides of the Buddha in Changchun Garden. Thank you for your hard work during this period."

The queen said softly: "Managing the harem and serving the empress dowager is the duty of my concubine, and I dare not take credit for it."

The two were chatting together, but unexpectedly, Concubine Hui suddenly glanced at the corner of her mouth and inserted a sentence in: "The Queen Mother doesn't know that the Queen is noble in character and kind-hearted. The women in the palace all took her as an example. Everyone imitated the Queen's words and deeds, every frown and smile, in order to win the favor of the Emperor!"

Wei Yingluo was stunned when she heard this and couldn't help staring at the other party. She was so weird that she was so angry that she was going to be a demon again?

Between the dignified daughter-in-law and the charming daughter-in-law, the empress dowager also prefers the former like ordinary mother-in-law. She immediately smiled and said, "The queen is fair in her work and dignified and decent. If all the concubines in the palace learn three points from the queen, I will be satisfied."

"Empress Dowager, I can't bear such praise..." The queen hurriedly said to herself.

"Don't be humble." The Empress Dowager interrupted her with a smile, "I know you the most! The emperor works hard all night and does everything himself, and it is inevitable that he can't take care of himself. The harem is complicated and the staff is complicated, and it depends on your careful care. Now the emperor can concentrate on national affairs and be harmonious in the palace. It is your credit. In my heart, no one in the world is more appropriate than you!"

As if she didn't like the queen being the top, Concubine Hui stepped in and said, "By the way, the Queen Mother still liked the pagoda relics I sent before?"

The empress dowager believed in Buddhism, otherwise she would not even have the smell of sandalwood on her clothes. The relics were something she had been looking for for many years. Once she got what she wanted, she would not forget the well digger. She immediately asked: "Where is the noble man Nalan who sent the relics of the pagoda?"

"Gui Ren Shu." Concubine Hui turned sideways and asked, "Come on."

Nalan Chunxue hurriedly walked a few steps before the empress dowager: "I respectfully invite the Queen Mother to the Holy An!"

The Empress Dowager looked at her up and down. Because she was born dignified and virtuous, she was quite similar to the Empress, so she liked her in appearance. Because of the Buddha's relics, she became more fond of her. The Empress Dowager nodded and said, "Being able to find Buddhist relics means that she has a fate with the Buddha. I didn't expect that she would be such a beautiful girl. Come and come by my side."

"Yes, the Queen Mother." Nalan Chunxue was kind and supported the Queen Mother's other arm. When she reached the fork in the road, she deliberately or unintentionally led the Queen Mother to the right. "Empress Dowager, in front of the Yanhui Pavilion, and the peony flowers in front of the Pavilion are all blooming. It's better to go over and enjoy it."

Hearing her words and seeing her actions, Wei Yingluo felt something was wrong.

I always feel that everything seems too deliberate...

"ah!!"

A scream suddenly sounded. When Wei Yingluo looked up, she saw a palace maid falling from a height of Yanhui Pavilion. There was a loud thud, and the figure was submerged in the peony.

"Zhilan!" Almost as the figure landed, Concubine Hui shouted, "Go and have a look!"

"Yes!" Zhilan rushed over quickly. Seeing this, Wei Yingluo's eyes flashed and followed her.

The two rushed to Mudan almost at the same time, and saw a palace maid lying softly on the ground. Wei Yingluo stepped forward and touched her, but she didn't feel her breathing pulse. She immediately took a step back. The two palace maids looked upstairs, with panic on their faces, and whispered words such as "queen" and "dressing up".

Not far away, Aunt Liu's scolding came: "Hurry up! Come and see what happened!"

Zhilan pushed away Mingyu who was holding her, and sneered: "If something big happens, even if you stop me, it will be useless!"

Wei Yingluo stared at the palace maid's body and pursed her lips.

A group of people walked to Lord Yanhui in a mighty manner, and Nalan Chunxue immediately said, "Empress Dowager, that's it!" Everyone saw the corpse, with a handkerchief covering the body. The empress dowager's face changed drastically and asked, "What's wrong here?"

Wei Yingluo replied calmly: "Report to the Empress Dowager, because she fell from a high place and her face was seriously damaged. In order to prevent her masters from being scared, she specially covered her veil. As for why she fell, the slave still had no time to ask."

Aunt Liu glanced at the eyes of two palace maids and said sternly: "Are you palace maids from Yanhui Pavilion?"

Two palace maids knelt down with a pounce, and one of them seemed to have to be brave enough to say: "The three of them are all palace maids from Yanhui Pavilion. They were just having fun, but who knew that she fell from a high place by stepping on the air! The slave was caught off guard and didn't have time to catch her, so she would..."

The Empress Dowager said coldly: "This is a life, is it too much to play with a word of light and joking?"

Nalan Chunxue winked at the two palace maids and said, "What the Empress Dowager said is that since you three should do it well, you should do it well. Why are you playing here? You still don't come by the real tricks!"

The palace maid understood and replied, "The Queen Mother is forgiven for her crimes. Recently, dressing up games are popular in the palace. Everyone loves to play like classical beauties. The slaves and others are also playing for a while, so they will cause a huge disaster!"

Another palace maid also echoed: "Yes, the Empress Dowager, the slave did not intend to do so, please forgive me!"

The queen's face changed slightly, Erqing was anxious and looked at the queen with a silence.

The Queen Mother showed her doubts: "What kind of dress-up game?"

The palace maid quietly glanced at the queen: "Yes, it was circulated from Changchun Palace, the queen--"

Wei Yingluo suddenly continued, "Report to the Empress Dowager, according to the slave speculation, the palace maid was playing the drunken state of Yang Guifei just now, and accidentally fell from the top of Yanhui Pavilion. As for why she wanted to play Yang Guifei, it was probably because the concubine's drunkenness song was too touching, so the palace maids followed suit!"

The empress dowager was already angry: "The imperial concubine is drunk? Why, is Concubine Hui singing an opera in the palace?"

Concubine Hui immediately scolded: "Dog slave, what are you talking nonsense? When did this palace let the palace maids follow the example?"

Wei Yingluo smiled slightly, lowered her head humbly and replied: "Of course, there is no need to speak out, just teach me. In Chuxiu Palace, there is a constant huqin every day, and Peking operas are played one after another. Today is the Palace of Changsheng, and tomorrow I will sing the farewell mystery... Especially the Empress's concubine is drunk, she sang incredible, and her figure is even more gentle and loved by the emperor! The palace maids are envious in their hearts. It is normal for human beings to imitate the Empress and win the favor of the king. Mingyu, don't you?"

Mingyu suddenly woke up and replied, "Yes, yes, yes, Empress Dowager, I saw someone else learning from Yu Ji yesterday!"

Wei Yingluo sighed and said, "Don't blame the slave for being too polite. Farewell to the Concubine is a sign of the destruction of the country. It is better for the Empress to sing Yang Guifei!"

Mingyu pretended to behave and said, "I told you to study more if you have nothing to do. Who said Yang Guifei is good? Yang Guifei died in Mawei Slope. The fate of the Tang Dynasty declined in the Anshi Rebellion, which is not auspicious!"

The empress dowager was so angry that her face turned blue. She stared at Concubine Hui without saying a word. Concubine Hui was frightened and trembled slightly.

Nalan Chunxue was also very angry and said, "The dress was clearly spread from Changchun Palace. How could it be the concubine? Wei Yingluo, don't just slander the nobles!"

Wei Yingluo said blankly: "But the Empress can't sing the drunken concubine, and she has never pretended to be Yang Guifei in public. What's the matter with her? The small stage of Chu Xiu Palace sings opera every day and everyone can hear it!"

The Queen Mother waved impatiently and said, "Okay, stop arguing! Queen, where does this dressing atmosphere come from!"

The queen said hesitantly: "Empress Dowager, I'm sorry..."

Wei Yingluo smiled slightly and confidently said: If the Empress Dowager allows it, I will prove it to everyone!"

Nalan Chunxue sneered and asked, "What evidence can you have?"

Wei Yingluo walked to the corpse and uncovered the veil at once. Everyone looked over. The corpse's face was red and black. There was obviously oil paint in the blood, making her look ferocious.

Nalan Chunxue was shocked: "How could this happen!"

Concubine Hui suddenly looked at Zhilan, and Zhilan lowered her head, not daring to look at Concubine Hui's face. The Empress Dowager glanced at Concubine Hui and said in a deep voice: "Go back to the palace!"
Chapter completed!