Aunt Fang led a group of little palace maids into the palace maids' office.

"Holding a broom and embroidery assessment, you are formal palace maids." Aunt Fang glanced at everyone with a stern look, "From now on living here, I will be under my control."

Everyone looked around at their residence in the future and saw a clean window, a clean table and chairs, and a picture of Guanyin hung on the wall. Guanyin looked kind and held a clean bottle in her hand. There were a few green willow leaves inserted in it. It was not like the residence of a servant, and it was as good as the boudoir of some young ladies in the folk.

Especially on the table, there were two plates, one with pea yellow and the other with kidney bean cake. The imperial chef's craftsmanship is not comparable to that of folk shops. They are small and cute, transparent and exquisite. When you get closer, you will see a picture of a bird carved on it, and its feathers are clearly distinguished, comparable to a work of art.

Jixiang immediately swallowed her saliva. Her family was not wealthy. Her family sent her to the palace just to keep her mouth away. Because she was hungry, the two plates of snacks were more attractive to her than the jade beads on Concubine Hui's wrist. She stared at the plates of snacks and asked, "Auntie, is this the midnight snack prepared for us?"

"It's prepared for you." Aunt Fang said. As soon as Jixiang showed a hint of joy on his face, he heard her make up, "But only watch, not eat."

Jixiang was stunned when he heard this: "Why?"

"You came to the palace to serve people, not as a lady." Aunt Fang said coldly, "You should be neat and describe it, and you should be clean and tidy, especially the body should not smell dirty. Otherwise, if you hear it, it would be disrespectful. If you suffer, I will not be able to get rid of it. Therefore, this fish cannot be completely tangled. You may be 80% full in a meal, so you will not be able to be respectful."

What this means is that you are not allowed to eat enough, and you can’t even think about midnight snacks.

"It's getting late, you go to bed." Aunt Fang looked around everyone, her eyes paused on Jixiang's face for a while, and said squinted, "I'll come here tomorrow morning, if there is less stuff on the plate..."

Jixiang lowered his head guiltily.

The others were as down on their eyebrows like her, standing there like a wooden man. Until Aunt Fang left, the group of wood immediately came to life and rushed to grab the beds in the house one by one.

"I'll sleep here!"

"No, I'm the first to take a look at this shop!"

"You're yours?"

Jixiang is an action-oriented person. When others were still arguing about a window-by-window, she jumped onto the kang first, grabbed the best position in the house, and then turned around and smiled: "Come on!"

"Hey!" Linglong thought she was calling herself, thinking that this fellow villager was quite good enough. She was about to walk over, but she saw her constantly shaking her hands and shouting: "Yingluo, Yingluo come over quickly, I'll take a good place for you!"

Linglong's feet were stopped in the air, feeling extremely embarrassed, and she felt that everyone in the room was looking at her, and her face turned red with shame.

Wei Yingluo saw this scene and felt helpless. Although Jixiang was good in her heart, she was a little outspoken. She didn't understand that a word of her heart might offend people. She would have to talk about her well in the future. But now, after a busy day, Wei Yingluo was tired. She climbed onto the kang with her bag. Jixiang took the bag from her hand and smiled intimately at her: "Yingluo, thank you today."

"What a big deal, you've thanked me for a day." Wei Yingluo looked around and said, "By the way, are all new palace maids living in this room?"

Laughs came one after another, and the palace maids said one by one: "It should be, just do it!"

"Let her show off!"

"No, we're all mud!"

"In the future, you will have a long memory and don't be so eager for quick success and instant benefits in order to stand out!"

Wei Yingluo slowly crawled out of the bedding and touched the bedding on her body with her hands. She felt that it was heavy and heavy, and it was already wet from the outside to the inside. The night cold dew was heavy. If you covered her with such a wet quilt, you would probably get sick.

The fire broke out in the city gate, which affected the fish in the pond. Jixiang slept next to Wei Yingluo. Her quilt was also splashed with water. Fortunately, it only got wet in a small corner, and people could sleep in the rest of the place. She glared at the group of palace maids who were trapped in the insult. She pulled Wei Yingluo's arm and whispered: "Sister Yingluo, come to sleep, let's cover a quilt."

Wei Yingluo pinched her bedding and looked at it for a moment, then suddenly looked up and smiled at her: "Wait for a moment."

After saying that, she threw down the wet quilt in her hand, stepped on the embroidered shoes and got out of the bed, reached out to push the door, and left the house. This action stopped the laughter in the room, and everyone looked at each other, and they all saw nervousness and guilt on each other's faces.

Linglong, who had not spoken for Wei Yingluo before, couldn't help complaining at this moment. She said to Jinxiu with a frown: "Hey, why bother to mess with her? Look, she must have gone to her aunt to complain now."

Jinxiu was also a little uneasy, but she was still a little clever. When her eyes rolled, she whispered to the palace maid in the room: "Don't she have made enough of the show today? I dare to complain, we have so many mouths here, I'm afraid she won't succeed!"

The palace maids' eyes lit up, and they thought it was this truth.

Everyone makes gold, and three of them become tigers. As long as the people in the house insist, Wei Yingluo got the bedding wet by herself and then deliberately framed Jinxiu, wouldn’t it be that she would be?

There are so many of them, Wei Yingluo only has one, and she is not a relative or a good friend. Why should Aunt Fang believe her or not?

"Jinxiu, you are so bad!" Jixiang was so angry that he jumped, "I hate you!"

"Is it because I'm bad, or is your sister Yingluo born to be disgusted?" Jinxiu covered her lips and smiled, asking the people around her, "What do you think!"

"Of course it's Wei Yingluo!"

"I've been disliked by her for a long time."

"A bad guy with an ambitious knows to stomp us..."

The laughter and scolding were noisy. Although Jixiang tried hard to refute Wei Yingluo, his fists were still hard to match four hands, not to mention so many mouths. In addition, Jixiang's stupid mouth was more sarcastic than sarcastic kung fu, and he was no match for these people at all. In the end, he made himself angry. His face turned red with a flushed face and his chest fluttered: "You, you group..."

"What's wrong with us? You said!" Jinxiu reached out and pushed her into her chest, pushing her onto the wet quilt on the bed. Jixiang was furious and was about to fight her. Suddenly, with a rush, a bucket of clear water poured from behind Jinxiu.

"Ah!!" Jin Xiu screamed and instantly became a chicken.

She turned around, stared at Wei Yingluo with a bucket behind her, and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Wei Yingluo smiled slightly, carried the remaining half bucket of water, and went all the way to soak everyone's bedding in the water. But when he heard screams in the room, the palace maids jumped off the bed one by one, cursing: "Yingluo, you're crazy!"

"Too much!"

"Yes, we're just saying a few words to you, you're treating us like this?"

"Let's go! Let's find my aunt together!" Jinxiu raised her hand and wiped the water from her face. Her whole body was soaked. The water droplets kept falling along her temples and the corners of her clothes. She stared at Wei Yingluo with a vicious look, and then raised her foot to the door, "I want to see if I can tolerate you if I do such a thing!"

Seeing that the situation had developed so much, Jixiang was a little anxious: "Don't, don't, don't go, Yingluo was just an impulse, she didn't do it on purpose! Yingluo, talk quickly!"

Wei Yingluo loosened her hands, and the empty wooden barrel fell from her hands, and her bones rolled to Jinxiu's feet.
Chapter completed!