Wei Yingluo laughed.
"If mama doesn't recognize her, how can she insist that her embroidery is better than mine?" Wei Yingluo sighed and raised the embroidery band in her hand, "She taught me my embroidery, she taught me carefully. , I learned with heart..."
Ever since she was a child, Wei Yingning has longed for her sister. Twin sisters from other families all wished to be different from each other, but she wished she could be the same as her sister in everything.
So she learned her sister's dressing up, her sister's frown and smile, her sister's walking posture, and her sister's embroidery work.
"My qualifications are limited. Although she is very authentic, I have only learned 70% to 80% at most." Wei Yingluo said to Zhang Mama, "So you're right, Yingning is better than an embroiderer."
Mammy Zhang was silent for a long time.
"...Tell me about her." Wei Yingluo said softly, "She also served in the embroidery workshop before, maybe she worked under you?"
"There are so many people in the embroidery workshop, in addition to the palace maids, there are also embroidered mothers invited from outside the palace." Mammy Zhang said expressionlessly, "With so many lives, who has the time to remember their names one by one? Speaking of which, Are you done with your work today?"
Mammy Zhang denied it, and even changed the topic rigidly, but Wei Yingning couldn't let this opportunity slip away from her, she bowed her head obediently, and said to Mammy Zhang with some pleading: "Mammy, I'm a little ignorant. , I'm not good at communication, I've been in the palace for so long, and I haven't made a few friends, only you can rely on me, please give me some pointers... How can I not repeat the mistakes of Wei Yingning?"
Mammy Zhang was silent again.
This time, Wei Yingluo didn't urge him, so the master has the right to urge the slave to do things. She is not the master. On the contrary, she works under the hands of Mammy Zhang, and she is barely a subordinate and servant of Mammy Zhang.
Mammy Zhang was unwilling to answer her question, depending on the goodwill she had accumulated over the past month for her flattery, and... the weight of her sister in Mammy Zhang's heart.
Time passed by, Wei Yingluo lowered her head, her fiery heart gradually became cold, Mammy Zhang refused to answer her, was it because a month was too short? Sure enough, she was too hasty, she should calm down and get along with her for a few more months...
"... There are many taboos in the palace, such as the person you just mentioned." Mammy Zhang's voice suddenly sounded above her head, "The third character in her name is Concubine Hui's boudoir name."
Wei Yingluo raised her head in surprise.
Mammy Zhang's expression was very complicated, and she didn't look happy—anyone who was calculated like this by her subordinates would be unhappy.
But Rao was so, she still gave Wei Yingluo an answer.
"The noble person's name is taboo, and the servant is not worthy to be called, so the person you mentioned must have changed his name here." Mammy Zhang said slowly, "Forget it this time, don't mention this name elsewhere, otherwise it will spread to the public. In the ears of Concubine Huigui, there is no good fruit to eat from you! Well, today's work will be done here, you can go!"
"Mommy..."
"Walk!"
The gate of the embroidery workshop was closed behind Wei Yingluo, and she was almost kicked out of the embroidery workshop by Mammy Zhang.
Reluctantly, she returned to the palace maid's office. Aunt Fang saw that she came back early, and immediately dropped a few pairs of shoes and socks and asked her to embroider beautiful patterns.
Wei Yingluo was absent-mindedly embroidering, stabbing needles on her fingers several times, holding her scarred fingers in her mouth, and fainting on her tongue with rust-smelling blood.
"This emerald rosary is really beautiful." Jixiang who passed by her boasted.
Wei Yingluo lowered her head. It turned out that she had unknowingly embroidered a string of emerald rosary beads on the handkerchief. Looking at the rosary beads, what emerged in her heart was a hand wrapped around emerald rosary beads.
"Concubine Hui..." Wei Yingluo murmured in her heart.
Originally thought about when to see her, but did not expect the opportunity to come so quickly.
A few days later, in the embroidery workshop, Madam Zhang ordered Wei Yingluo and Jinxiu to come to them, and said to them, "You two come with me."
Wei Yingluo and Jinxiu immediately put down their work and followed behind each other. The palace garden was a little deep, and the nine-curved corridor led people. ?"
"Return to mama, remember." Jinxiu said first, she always tried her best to leave a good impression in the hearts of the people above.
However, Mama Zhang smiled and said, "Can I go back by myself later?"
Jinxiu immediately became dumbfounded. It was easy to talk about, but it was really difficult to do it. The roads in front of and behind were the same - this was a good defense against assassins, and they had to spend a lot of time on Looking for the way, but also guarded against her, a little palace maid who has recently entered the palace, if she is not careful, she will get lost.
If Mammy Zhang really wanted her to go back by herself, she guessed that she would have to ask for directions all the way back.
"The rules in the palace are that you are not allowed to run around, so the maids generally do not serve the palace, unless they are ordered by the master to send things elsewhere." Seeing her embarrassment in her eyes, Mammy Zhang didn't scold her, only He said indifferently, "But you are from the embroidery workshop, and you often have to tailor clothes for each palace master. You must be familiar with the road, otherwise you won't be able to come back, and be careful to miss the errand."
"Yes!" Jinxiu responded hurriedly.
Wei Yingluo heard something else from the conversation between the two of them. She asked, "Mother, which master are we going to make clothes for now?"
Mammy Zhang gave her a meaningful look, then looked into the distance, and turned to the red wall and green tiles not far away, and said lightly, "Concubine Hui."
Afterwards, Jinxiu looked nervous and excited.
Wei Yingluo knew that she wanted to perform in front of the nobles again, but was Concubine Hui so flattering
Although they have not been in the palace for a long time, they have heard a lot of things about the little masters of the palaces. In the mouths of those older palace ladies, the empress does not care about the Buddha all the year round, and the harem is almost controlled by Concubine Huigui. The concubine Hui is as beautiful as a peony, likes luxury, and is moody. When she is happy, she grabs a handful of pearls and sprinkles it on the servants. People eat one grain at a time and show her...
Beautiful and ferocious, a poisonous peony.
"Your Majesty, please spare your life!!"
As a result, before the three of them entered the gate of Concubine Huigui's palace, there was a piercing scream in their ears.
"Get down on your knees!" Mammy Zhang hurriedly shouted, and then she knelt on the ground first.
Although I don't know what happened, it's best to learn from the old man in the first school at this time. Wei Yingluo hurriedly knelt down, and then secretly looked ahead from the corner of her eyes.
A woman dressed as a master seemed to have just escaped from the direction of the palace. Because she ran in a hurry, she lost a shoe on her foot, and ran towards them with one shoe and one muddy, but was quickly caught by the two strong maids behind her. When he was caught, he couldn't help crying: "My concubine, please forgive your concubine!"
Then the flowers and willows were divided, and a bejeweled beauty appeared behind the flowers. She saw a string of emerald rosary wrapped around her right hand, and her hand with fake nails gently rested on the hand of the maid next to her. Every step she took, the rosary on her body, The bright moon lit up, and Jin Buyao swayed, reflecting a golden and jade light.
From a distance, it looks like a man of light sitting on the clouds.
When she got closer, she realized that her beauty was no less than the pearl on her body.
"This is Concubine Hui?" Wei Yingluo thought.
After listening to so many rumors, every rumor is talking about her beauty, so many mouths, so many praises, they are not half as real as her.
As soon as the peony blooms, it is bright and overwhelming.
"Why don't you spare your life, let others hear it and think that this palace is going to kill you." Concubine Hui Gui walked slowly to the woman dressed as the master, looked down at her condescendingly, and the corners of her lips curled up, "Ren Yu, , take medicine when you are sick."
"No, no!" The woman she called a noble woman hurriedly shook her head, "Concubine is not sick, concubine..."
"Doctor Liu!" Concubine Hui Gui suddenly shouted, "Aren't you ready to give medicine to Lady Yu?"
A medical officer with a medicine bowl hurried out from behind her.
Seeing that the steaming medicine bowl was getting closer and closer to him, Mr. Yu's temples were wet with sweat, and while struggling, he shouted piercingly, "I'm not sick! I'm pregnant with a dragon seed!"
For a while, it was like a cold cicada. There were more than a dozen people present, and everyone wished that they were blind and deaf, so as not to be killed and silenced in the future.
However, Concubine Huigui's expression was the same as usual, and she didn't seem to hear it when she heard it. She only repeated what she said before: "Doctor Liu, why don't you give her medicine soon?"
"Yes, yes..." Imperial Physician Liu said hurriedly.
Wei Yingluo peeked at him, and saw that his hand holding the medicine bowl was shaking a little, and as he walked, the brown medicine inside spilled all the way.
She couldn't help but sank.
In the past, only in the drama, I heard about the harem competing for favor and forcing people to have an abortion. How could she have thought that one day, this scene would appear in front of her alive.
When listening to the play, the judges can scold and curse, and even a rich man can use the money in his hand to do justice for the people in the play. Those storytellers who get enough money will turn their mouths and let the actors in the play text. Good people are good, and evil is rewarded.
But in reality, the wicked often get the way.
For example, this Concubine Hui in front of her.
After listening to so many rumors, every rumor is talking about her evil, so many mouths, so many slanders, they are not half as real as her.
Even if it is a peony, it is also a poisonous peony.
"You're not a child anymore, why are you still so tossing about taking medicine?" Concubine Hui Gui was still condescending and arrogant. With this attitude, people are no different from ants. "Come here, help her."
Yu Guiren has always refused to take medicine. In order to avoid the medicine bowl in front of her, she shook her head like a rattle, so that the hairpins on her head were shaken off, and her hair was draped over her body like crazy.
"Yes, Niangniang." Now several palace maids received the order, two pressed her shoulders and one pinched her chin, forcing her to open her mouth, and then gestured to the imperial doctor to feed the medicine with their eyes.
Seeing this scene, Wei Yingluo, who was kneeling on the ground, clenched her fists.
Looking around, except for Concubine Hui Gui and her subordinates, a little palace maid who happened to be pruning the flowers, there are only three of them. Who will intercede for Concubine Yu, who dares to intercede for Concubine Yu
Wei Yingluo took a deep breath...
"stop!"