The talent show is coming to an end, but the investigation into cheating has just begun in the embroidery workshop.

"I saw it with my own eyes." A palace maid pointed at Wei Yingluo and said, "Jixiang's handkerchief was blood-stained. Wei Yingluo exchanged embroidery bandages and finished embroidery for her! There were already rules in the palace that once someone cheated, the two of them would have to drive them out together!"

"Oh?" Wu Shulai glanced at him, "Is that true?"

Wei Yingluo looked at the proud palace maid and felt it was ridiculous.

She originally thought that the person who reported the news would be Jinxiu, but she didn't know that the one who jumped out in the end was an irrelevant person.

It's ridiculous. It's understandable that Jinxiu did this. She was one of the best figures in the embroidery workshop without a competitor. But what is this palace maid? Her appearance and embroidery workers are inferior. Even if Wei Yingluo is driven away, she will not be able to go to the table. No one will like a person who informs her behind the scenes. All palace maids will be on guard against her. What's the benefit of doing this? Or is jealousy so powerful? It's enough to make her harm others and not benefit herself.

With a plop, Jixiang knelt on the ground, crying: "I, I..."

"What are you, me, hesitating, I don't understand the rules at all." Madam Zhang scolded with a cold face, "The manager asked you, why don't you answer!"

"It's me!" Jixiang gritted his teeth and took all the responsibilities on himself, "It's all because of me..."

"Puff."

A chuckle interrupted her words, and everyone looked at her, wanting to see who was so bold that she dared to laugh out loud at this time.

...It was Wei Yingluo.

Wu Shulai thought she was a mature and polite person and had a good impression of her. Now, seeing that she was so ignorant, her expression faded and asked, "Why are you laughing at?"

"A ridiculous person." Wei Yingluo walked to Jixiang's embroidery bandage, "Who said we cheated, look."

She leaned the picture of the pheasant in her hand against the auspicious peony picture, and then she saw another village again.

"This is..." Wu Shulai opened his eyes wide in shock.

The auspicious peony pictures are magnificent. If you insist on saying that there are any shortcomings, it means that you are less angry. On the contrary, Wei Yingluo's pheasant pictures are lifelike. If you insist on saying that there are any shortcomings, it means that except for the red cockscomb, the rest of the parts are the same color. It's fine at first glance, but after looking at it for a long time, I feel that the color is too monotonous.

Now the two are paired together, and they are perfectly seamless.

The peony magnifies the colors of two embroidery pieces with its national color, while the pheasant enhances the temperament of two embroidery pieces with its arrogant appearance. No, there are not two embroidery pieces...

"This book is an embroidered piece called the Peony and Golden Eelin Picture." Wei Yingluo smiled, "Because it took too long, it was done by me and Jixiang."

"It's not like this!" The palace maid who reported her hurriedly said, "You, you..."

"I dare to ask." Wei Yingluo said to her with a smile, "When I handed the embroidery bandage to Jixiang, have the peonies not been embroidered all?"

The palace maid opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything quibbling.

Although everyone was working in the same embroidery workshop, they sat a little distance from each other. Only the three people next to Wei Yingluo, namely Jixiang, Jinxiu, and Linglong. The palace maid probably eavesdropped on their speech, but she may not be clear about the whole thing, so it is impossible to know that Jixiang was not embroidering the golden rooster, but the golden carp.

Therefore, when Wei Yingluo tried, she tested her depth. Seeing that she had nothing to say, Wei Yingluo immediately knew it and immediately said with courage: "Similarly, when Jixiang handed me the picture of the pheasant, there were only a few needles, right? Since they were all unfinished embroidery pictures, how could they cheat?"

Everyone was silent and then looked at Madam Zhang together.

"This..." Madam Zhang felt a little embarrassed, "There is no such precedent in the palace. General Manager Wu... do you think?"

Mr. Wu glanced at her and thought to himself, no wonder this old guy could only stay in the embroidery workshop for the rest of his life, and he couldn't even see through such a trivial matter.

Unlike Madam Zhang, General Manager Wu has been struggling in the palace for decades and has never seen any dirty things. After only a few words, he guessed the cause and effect of the whole thing, and knew that Wei Yingluo was cheating on this matter.

But what does this matter?

"Okay!" Wu Shulai suddenly laughed and said to Wei Yingluo with a meaningful meaning, "It's true that I have a good intention!"

Wei Yingluo's eyes moved and she lowered her head: "Thank you, General Manager Wu, to praise you."

She knew in her heart that her actions were afraid that the eunuch in front of her could not be hidden from her, but she didn't know what the other party would do to her?

Wu Shu looked at her with a lot of appreciation. What is cheating? What he values ​​is that the child is clear-headed and has already prepared a backup plan while cheating. If someone tells her, she will be able to rebel against Yijun immediately.

Such a smart child has unlimited future, at least he will not spend his whole life in a small embroidery workshop, accompanied by embroidery needlework.

"If you need to use it in the palace, you have to talk less and do more." Wu Shulai decided to give her some face before the other party became rich, and to deal with some stupid things. "And... the master hates stupid things that make trouble the most..."

He glanced at the palace maid who informed him, and his voice was faint: "Put down and get rid of the name."

The palace maid who snatched the palace maid never thought that things would develop like this. She stood there for a while, until the two little eunuchs held her arms, she came to her senses, kneeled on the ground with a soft knee, and cried, "Mr. Wu, I know I'm wrong! I won't talk nonsense anymore, Mr. Wu!"

Wu Shulai smiled and shook his head.

Idiots are idiots, and they can't even figure out why they are punished.

Was she punished for talking nonsense? No, the reason for her punishment is more because she didn't do the job well. If she wants to frame someone, she must make a complete solution. Even if she can't kill anyone, she can't trap herself. She doesn't understand this and still wants to stay in the palace?

Let her leave the palace earlier for her benefit. If she continues to stay in the palace, she will either waste her time and become a white-headed palace maid or be swallowed up in one bite.

The cry of the palace maid in the snatcher quickly disappeared. She was pulled out by two little eunuchs. This farewell is probably a long separation. From then on, the two of them will never meet in and outside the palace.

"It's getting late, it's time for me to leave." When Wu Shu was about to leave, he looked at Wei Yingluo again and said with a smile, "There are four girls who are outstanding in embroidery work today, so let's stay in the embroidery workshop from now on."

"Yes." Madam Zhang followed him respectfully, "Mr. Wu, I'll give you it."

When their backs disappeared, Jixiang no longer had the strength and paralyzed on Wei Yingluo: "It's finally over..."

From the corner of his eyes, Wei Yingluo said casually: "Yes, it's over for the time being."

After sending Wu Shu, it was almost evening. The sun was setting, the afterglow was spreading, and the setting sun dyed the Ganqing Gate red. The eunuch at the gate stood in front of the door and shouted: "Give money and grain (lock the key)!"

The sound of closing the door slowly and heavy, gradually closing the door closed, locking the last trace of afterglow outside the door.

At the same time, the gate of the embroidery workshop was closed. Wei Yingluo was the last one to come out. So many things happened in the day, and she almost embroidered two embroidery pieces with her own strength, so she was exhausted and her face turned slightly pale.

"Are you okay?" Jixiang leaned against her and asked with some concern, "If you feel tired, just lean on me."

Wei Yingluo smiled with her lips, without rejecting her kindness, and gently leaned her shoulders on each other's shoulders, just like the picture of the pheasant and peony embroidered by the two, leaning on each other and relying on each other.

She walked at the end, with a long string of green clothes, like a tired bird returning to the nest, following the leading aunt Fang. This aunt Fang is a great palace maid who has been in the palace for many years, and is responsible for training them, the newly entered palace maids. She led everyone in the increasingly dim corridor. The shadows of trees swayed on both sides of the corridor, and the fallen clusters of trees dyed the smooth stone slabs into a faint ink color.

Aunt Fang suddenly stopped and her voice was a little quick: "Quick, just turn your back!"

After saying that, I face the wall first.

The palace maids were unclear, but they also followed her like her, turned their backs and stood facing the wall.

But there are always one or two disobedient palace maids who are disturbed in their hearts and their eyes move around, like Jinxiu. She turned her head quietly and saw two red lanterns floating out from the end of the corridor, followed by four and six...

Two rows of palace maids came out one after another, holding exquisite red lanterns in their hands. The red candlelight fell on the ground through the lantern paper, like a gorgeous red street stall spreading out. A gorgeous ceremonial guard passed by the red carpet, and a beautiful woman was lifted from the head. She seemed a little tired. She was closing her eyes and leaning half on the ceremonial guard. The jade beads wrapped around her wrists swayed gently as the ceremonial guard moved. When they hit one place, they made a pleasant sound, just like big beads falling on the jade plate.

Jinxiu's eyes chased the beads and refused to leave. Until Aunt Zhang slapped her in the face, she realized that the ceremonial guard had left.

"What are you looking at?" Aunt Fang said with a cold face, "Don't you want to die?"

Jinxiu raised her hand and touched her slightly hot face. She couldn't tell whether it was hot because of the pain or the heat in her heart. She looked in the direction where the ceremonial guard disappeared: "That's the concubine's ceremonial guard..."

Aunt Fang spat: "Only the queen can use the rituals for something that is unknown. The one who passed by was Concubine Hui, who is called the ritual guard."

Linglong came over and asked curiously: "What about the other concubines?"

Aunt Fang glanced at her: "That's called Cai Zhan! However, even Cai Zhan can only use the position of the lord of the palace. Don't think about other people!"

Newcomers to the palace are always full of curiosity, chattering for a while, and constantly asking various questions. Although Aunt Fang looked impatient, she would occasionally answer a few words to show that she is a great palace maid.

Wei Yingluo listened quietly, remembering every question of the palace maids and every answer given by Aunt Fang in her heart. She believed that these were clues, and as long as she collected enough clues, she could... find out the murderer who murdered her sister!

"Aunt." Jixiang next to her was not as serious as her. She was no different from other little palace maids, and the questions she asked were also not of high standards. "Where is Concubine Hui going?"
Chapter completed!