Xiaojia Concubine actually made a prophecy. After the anniversary of his death, Hongli no longer set foot in Yanxi Palace, and even did not allow others to mention Wei Yingluo's name in front of him.
Mingyu was in a hurry and went to Li Yu with a generous gift. After going back and forth several times, Li Yu finally missed a word: "The emperor is still angry."
"Director Li!" Mingyu said anxiously, "It was clearly Xiao Jiaconcub who framed Lingbi, why is the emperor still angry?"
"The frame-up is true, and it was true that Lord Fucha asked to marry Wei Yingluo in the past!" Li Yu said with a smile.
Mingyu snorted for a long time: "Yes, but that's all in the past, didn't the emperor know about it before he accepted the concubines?"
"I know, I know, but seeing the two stand up with my own eyes is another matter." Li Yu said while shaking the clothes in his hand, pointing out, "Hey, how wonderful. The material is very good, but the emperor wears it once, and he doesn't want to wear it again, so he has to put it away."
Even clothes are only worn once and then changed, let alone women.
Mingyu returned to the Yanxi Palace with a lot of thought. She walked all the way, but she felt desolate. There was no one in the courtyard, no one in the front room, and no one in the tea room. Finally, when she entered the inner hall, she had to drink tea when she saw Wei Yingluo. He poured himself, and rushed over in anger. While pouring tea for her, he shouted, "Where are the people? Where did they all die?"
"Ms. Mingyu." Finally a person came out, but it was the thief Xiaoquanzi, who limped over, "Those people were sent away by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It is said that Zhongcui Palace is a dignitary. Those who repaired the roof, some said that the Chengqian Palace had to clean up the inner courtyard, and there was also a shortage of people for the cleaning of the imperial garden..."
Mingyu became more and more angry: "There are people working everywhere in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, why did you send people from Yanxi Palace!"
"Miss Mingyu, don't you understand yet?" Xiao Quanzi sighed, "My lord has been treated coldly by the emperor, and the Yanxi Palace has no hope, so everyone still finds a way out?"
Mingyu was stunned when she heard the words, and beside her, Wei Yingluo suddenly asked him, "Why don't you leave?"
Adversity sees true love, but she and Mingyu have true love, so what happened to this thief
Xiao Quanzi knelt down in front of her with a thud: "The servant betrayed you, offended Concubine Chun, and betrayed Xiaojia Concubine. Such a person can't survive anywhere. Therefore, even if the master lives in the cold palace, the servant will accompany you to the end. "
Wei Yingluo suddenly smiled: "You slave, you have the courage to say it so straightforwardly!"
Xiao Quanzi: "The master praises, but the slave is ashamed to accept it."
Mingyu couldn't look at him: "Even if all the servants in the palace are dead, the master will not use things like you to eat inside and outside. You pack up your own things and get out now!"
Xiao Quanzi still knelt on the ground obediently, and said without raising his head: "Master, the servant is doing something wrong, but the Forbidden City is the Forbidden City, it is common to hold high and step low, betrayal and strife, after this incident, the servants are all braids. In the hands of the master, you can no longer betray. Therefore, when the master uses a servant, he just found a loyal dog! The servant is willing to guard the house for you and swear allegiance to the death!"
Wei Yingluo sighed, "It's a pity that I don't need a dog to watch this door anymore."
Xiao Quanzi laughed suddenly, and he was even more confident than her: "Master, the emperor just thought it wrong for a while, but he will understand in the future. Master still has a chance to make a comeback, don't be discouraged!"
"Pure Concubine is here!"
Wei Yingluo hurriedly raised her hand, stopped the conversation between the two, and then stood up to greet her: "Concubine and concubine, please pay attention to Concubine Chun."
People are in good spirits at happy events, and today's pure imperial concubine looks bright and radiant.
- Obviously, she based her happiness on Wei Yingluo's pain.
After casually looking for a chair to sit down, and chatting with Wei Yingluo for a while, Concubine Chungui tried to see her. She turned her head and glanced at Yuhu. Yuhu understood, and held up a plate of needlework and satin.
Wei Yingluo was puzzled and looked up at Concubine Chung.
"Everyone said that your concubine was born as an embroidery girl, and the embroidery was vivid and ingenious." Concubine Chungui smiled, "A few days ago, this palace specially found a piece of your embroidery to send to Shoukang Palace. The queen mother was very happy and asked. You embroider a statue of Guanyin for her."
No matter how unbearable Wei Yingluo is, she is also the lord of the first palace, and Concubine Chun regarded her as an embroidered girl and a servant.
"Pure noble concubine." Mingyu immediately felt injustice for Wei Yingluo, and she couldn't refuse directly, so she made another excuse, "My master has been injured in the past, so he can only do some superficial work, such a delicate embroidered statue of Guanyin... "
It's not an excuse either.
Wei Yingluo's life was bumpy, almost all of it was written on her hand. There are wounds scalded by molten iron, chilblains from the snow, and old wounds left by washing the toilet day and night. Like a wheel, it became a part of her life, a part of her hand.
Concubine Chungui didn't care about so many, she just said lightly: "This palace has already recommended it in front of the queen mother. Are you going to tell the queen mother now, can't you?"
Mingyu was about to resign, but Wei Yingluo stopped her with a look, and then smiled at Concubine Chung: "Concubine Chung, how long has this embroidered portrait been dedicated to the Empress Dowager?"
Concubine Chung smiled and said, "It's neither long nor short, a month."
Mingyu: "You—"
a month? It's not bad to be able to embroider a veil in a month, but if you want to embroider a Guanyin statue, this is purely embarrassing for Concubine Chun!
Wei Yingluo smiled as before: "Don't worry, the concubine, the concubine will do her best."
After sending off Concubine Chung, Mingyu closed the door and gritted her teeth: "She is clearly here to get down, how can you easily agree?"
"Concubine Chun has already made it clear that the embroidery is for the Queen Mother. If I openly refuse, it will be disrespectful to the Queen Mother. She is waiting to catch me." Wei Yingluo picked up the needle and thread on the table and said solemnly, " Go and bring all the candles."
At night, a cluster of candles lit up in Yanxi Palace.
There was a shortage of supplies in the palace, and even the most common candles had to be saved, so Wei Yingluo deliberately dimmed the wick so that the candle could burn longer.
Embroidering under such dim candlelight will inevitably hurt your fingers.
"Tsk!" Wei Yingluo frowned, put her injured finger in her mouth and sucked it. When the blood stopped bleeding from her finger, she continued to drop needles.
She didn't sleep, and Mingyu naturally refused to sleep. She stayed by her side. Even if she kept rubbing her arms with her hands, she still felt cold, so she opened the charcoal basin and tried to stir up the charcoal fire, but found that the charcoal fire inside was long gone. .
Mingyu felt sour in her heart, looked left and right for a moment, took a quilt from the bed, put it firmly on Wei Yingluo's shoulders, and then used herself as a charcoal basin to hug her tightly to keep her warm.
"I can't embroider embroidery like you do." Wei Yingluo smiled, but didn't push her away.
Mingyu originally wanted to accompany her until dawn, but gradually, her eyelids became heavier and heavier. Before she knew it, she fell asleep on her shoulders. The warmth in her dream was like spring. She opened her eyes suddenly, only to find that It's not a dream, the house is really warm like spring.
"Shh." Xiao Quanzi squatted on the ground and raised a finger, "Be quiet, Master just fell asleep."
Wei Yingluo was terribly tired, and there was a faint light of dawn outside the window. She closed her eyes and lay on the bed with the embroidery statue in her arms.
Ming Yu was very distressed and covered her with the quilt. She turned her eyes and landed on the charcoal basin under Xiao Quanzi's feet. The bright charcoal fire kept licking and spitting in the charcoal basin, but there was no pungent smell of smoke, which was obviously good. Wuyantan, she couldn't help being surprised and happy, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Quanzi, you are fine!"
Xiao Quanzi just smiled at her and didn't say much.
If it was just a pot of charcoal fire, Mingyu would not be suspicious. He only thought that he was someone in the internal affairs office, and that person was willing to give Yanxi Palace a face, but not others. At any rate, he would light a charcoal fire for the winter.
But soon, Mingyu felt that something was wrong.
When eating, Xiao Quanzi brought a hot pot. For the current Yanxi Palace, it is not easy to eat a bite of hot rice and hot dishes in the winter, but when I opened the lid, I saw that there were meat and vegetables inside. Not only the deliciously cooked Dongpo Pork, but also the cabbage that is hard to see in winter. Not only Mingyu, but Wei Yingluo was a little surprised and asked him, "Xiaoquanzi, where did you get such a good dish?"
Xiao Quanzi insisted: "It's from the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
Even at night, when Wei Yingluo was halfway through embroidery, he couldn't help covering his mouth and coughed twice. He acted like a trick, took out a good box of loquat paste from his arms and handed it to Wei Yingluo.
Wei Yingluo was thoughtful, but Mingyu didn't have a city like hers. The next day, she called Xiaoquanzi to a place and asked, "Where did you get the loquat paste?"
Xiao Quanzi looked innocent: "It's from the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
The Ministry of Internal Affairs again? Mingyu sneered: "You're lying! I went to get it early in the morning, but I was put off by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I couldn't get it, let alone you?"
Xiao Quanzi was speechless.
"And that pot of charcoal fire." Mingyu said aggressively, "I found out that there was also pine and cypress incense inside, but the master was concentrating on embroidery and didn't pay attention, Xiao Quanzi... This thing was also given by the Ministry of Internal Affairs? If you don't tell the truth, I will tell the master!"
Xiao Quanzi hurriedly grabbed her: "No no no, don't go! This is given by Sauron's guards!"
Mingyu had a lot of suspicion in his heart, and even suspected that it was the emperor, but he didn't expect that the name that came out of his mouth was actually this person...
"How could it be him?" Mingyu couldn't help muttering to himself.
I'm really ashamed of him.
There is an affair between the two, and Hailancha is in love, but she is private.
Using this feeling, he took the news that Concubine Chungui wanted to open Jiangnan City from his mouth, and then handed it over to Wei Yingluo, planning everything that followed.
Things went very smoothly, but Wei Yingluo half persuaded her: "Don't do this kind of thing again in the future, so as not to exhaust the relationship between the two of you."
"Sister Mingyu?" Xiaoquanzi's voice interrupted her thoughts, Mingyu came back to her senses, looked at him with a complicated expression, and said, "I see, you go and serve the master for a while, remember not to Let her work too hard, even if she can't rest on time, at least eat on time."
"Understood." Xiao Quanzi asked, "If the master asks you where you are later, how should I get back to her?"
"I..." Mingyu hesitated and replied, "I just said I went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to get something."
Naturally, the Ministry of Internal Affairs did not receive anything.
Like Xiao Quanzi, she ended up going to the guard house.
Everyone came, but suddenly didn't have the courage to go in. Mingyu leaned against the gate, exhaling white breath one by one, melting with the white snow in front of him.
I don't know how long it took, when a voice suddenly came from behind; "...Mingyu?"
She turned her head and saw Hailancha striding towards her, taking off the cloak and wrapping her: "Come on, why don't you go in?"
Hailancha was tall and big, his cloak was wrapped around Mingyu's body, and the hem was dragged to the ground. The cloak was also stained with his body temperature, like a spring breeze, warming Mingyu's frozen body.
"...You don't know what the situation of Yanxi Palace is now." Mingyu said in a low voice, "It's best not to let anyone see me when I meet you."
Hai Lancha was stunned, and then rubbed her hair: "Fool, I would worry about this? Come in, don't freeze."
He opened the door with his own hands, but Mingyu refused to go in. He just grabbed the cloak and said, "I won't go in. I'm here today... I want to thank you."
"Thank me for what?" Hailancha was stunned.
"New charcoal with pine and cypress incense, hot pot, loquat paste and Xiaoquanzi..." Mingyu looked at him with eyes, "Thank you..."
Hailancha was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Oh, so you are talking about this kind of thing, I said I want to help you, of course I have to do it!"
"I..." Mingyu had tears in her eyes, afraid that he would see it, so she hurriedly lowered her head, "I really don't know how to thank you..."
He was so sincere to her, and every word he said counted, but she had a secret plan for him, hiding a lie in two sentences...
Hai Lancha stretched out his hand and slowly tied the cloak around her neck for her. He said warmly, "It's cold, go back quickly."
Mingyu nodded, and when she turned back, she couldn't hold back her tears.
The wind and snow whistled, wiping away her back little by little, Hai Lancha folded his arms, leaned against the post, and suddenly said, "Come out."
After another pillar, Fu Heng slowly turned out.
"I gave the charcoal fire, but I didn't put any pine and cypress incense. As for what kind of hot pot, loquat paste and Xiaoquanzi, I don't know." Hailancha turned to look at him, "What about you? Do you know?"
Fu Heng was silent.
"Tell me." Hailancha walked over, "You have done so much for her, why didn't you let her know?"
Fu Heng finally spoke, and he smiled lightly: "It's not necessary."
My kindness to her should not be a burden to her, and my love for her is only my own business, and I don't expect anything in return.