The three waited for a long time before they were summoned by Mr. Yu.
It is said that pregnant women are the happiest and most beautiful, but she has a blank face. Mammy Zhang calls her to raise her hand before she raises her hand, and turns around when she calls her, like a marionette that won't move without a thread.
"Okay." Mammy Zhang finished measuring the size for the noble person, and asked in a soft voice, "What kind of style do you like? Pomegranates have many seeds? Xiangyun cranes?"
Ren Yu looked dazed, his lips opened and closed, and he muttered something very low, very low.
"Sir, what did you say?" Mammy Zhang had to put her ears close to barely hear her words.
"Loquat paste, loquat paste, loquat paste..." Mr. Yu kept repeating these three words
Mammy Zhang was stunned: "Loquat paste?"
These three words seemed to irritate Mr. Yu, and she suddenly shouted: "There must be something wrong with that loquat paste!"
Mammy Zhang was taken aback by her, she turned her head to look outside the door in a conditioned reflex, the punishment for Concubine Yi was still going on, and the servants of Concubine Huigui were still outside. Who knows if there are any special ears inside? make
"Your honor." Madam Zhang hurriedly turned her head around and cautiously advised, "Zhang Yuan's judgment of medical skills is brilliant, how could it be wrong..."
"No no no! There must be a problem, there must be a problem!" Yu Guiren interrupted her, then stared at her for a long time, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she grabbed her shoulders with both hands and said, "I recognize you, You were there that day, and you, with you..."
Her eyes slid all the way over Jinxiu, and finally fell on Wei Yingluo's face, her eyes were a little hollow and gloomy and smiled: "You are all here, you have all seen, Concubine Huigui wants to harm me, the loquat paste must be poisonous, but... But why? I can't test it, why? Why!"
Yuguiren's voice grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a hysterical question.
Mammy Zhang was sweating on the tip of her nose. She wanted to reach out and cover her mouth. Because of her status, she could only look back at the door while begging: "My lord, I beg you, please stop talking..."
"New leaves are poisonous."
Mammy Zhang and Lady Yu were stunned for a moment, then looked at the sound.
Wei Yingluo lowered her head and whispered, "The old leaves of loquat are not poisonous, but the new leaves are poisonous..."
Mammy Zhang felt a chill on her back, and said anxiously, "Shut up!"
"Shut up!" Yu Guiren screamed at her, then walked quickly to Wei Yingluo, her voice trembling slightly, "Go on."
Wei Yingluo still lowered her head, looked at the light golden osmanthus pattern skirt in front of her, and said in a low voice, "I loved eating loquats when I was young. As a result, I ingested the fruit stone by mistake and had difficulty breathing and vomited. Later, the doctor said that the doctor They make medicine according to the pharmacopoeia, which uses aged loquat leaves to make loquat paste, but most people do not know why. He also accidentally discovered that this is because the old leaves of loquat are non-toxic, while the new leaves and cores are poisonous. Then there is the fear of life…”
"So it is, so it is, the new leaves are poisonous, and the new leaves are poisonous." Yu Guiren murmured and repeated these four words, "The loquat paste sent by Concubine Huigui must be made of new leaves, and the toxicity is extremely low, no wonder Zhang Yuan I didn't notice it, and even if it was discovered, it could be inferred that something went wrong at the Imperial Pharmacy..."
Yu Guiren suddenly grabbed Wei Yingluo's arm and looked frantically: "Go! Follow me to see the queen!"
"Absolutely not!" Madam Zhang hurriedly stopped them: "Noble, how can you take the words of a little palace maid seriously, is she more accurate than Zhang Yuan's sentence? Yingluo, what is the end of talking nonsense in the palace, Kneel down for me!"
Wei Yingluo knelt down with kindness.
"Noble." She kowtowed, "The slaves are in a humble position. You are kind to give the slaves a chance to speak, but in the Empress, the slaves may not even have a chance to speak."
In short, the queen would not necessarily believe the words of a small person like her.
"...I understand." Yu Guiren came back to his senses, looked at Wei Yingluo in front of him with a complicated expression, and slowly released the hand that was pulling her arm, "I'll go to the Queen to make a petition, you..."
After a pause, she asked in a soothing tone, "What's your name?"
"Slave Yingluo." Wei Yingluo replied respectfully.
Yu Guiren nodded to her, then quickly left the door.
As soon as she left, Mammy Zhang glared at Wei Yingluo: "Why did you say that to Mrs. Yu!"
Why
Wei Yingluo looked at the back of Lady Yu.
"Mingzhe protects himself, I can ignore most things, but only them, only this kind of sisterhood..." Wei Yingluo said silently, "I can't leave it alone, seeing them, I seem to see my sister and me. …”
So, for this precious sisterhood, she was willing to take a risk.
"Not to mention, it is not without gain." She thought to herself, "There are many factions in the harem, and the two biggest factions are the Empress and Concubine Huigui. If I really offend Concubine Huigui because of this, I will naturally enter the Empress' faction. ... the effect is estimated to be better than directly surrendering to the queen, after all, the enemy of the enemy is a friend."
Wei Yingluo thought she had covered everything.
But soon, she found that she still underestimated the harem and others.
"Yingluo!" After returning to the embroidery workshop, Mammy Zhang screened back from the crowd, only leaving Wei Yingluo behind, then held the ruler and shouted sharply, "Kneel down!"
Unlike Aunt Fang, she has always had a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart. The ring ruler in her hand is like a decoration. It has never really fallen on a little palace maid. Now she is really angry. Wei Yingluo hurriedly knelt down for her, and then raised her head to look at her. Looking at her, there was no fear or resentment in his eyes, only worry.
"Mammy." She whispered, like a little granddaughter calling out to her grandmother, "Don't be angry, I know I'm wrong."
Mammy Zhang's heart softened, but her expression became more severe: "You know what's wrong with you?"
"I shouldn't tell Lady Yu that the new leaves are poisonous." Wei Yingluo thought for a while, and said, "I should write it down on paper, and then secretly stuff it into the new clothes cut for her. It's safer. I accidentally dropped the note on the ground, and if the noble person picked it up and asked me, I would lie and say that I didn’t know who put it on me…”
"Okay!" Mammy Zhang interrupted her, her tone sullen, "As a result, no matter how many ways you have changed, you still want to tell Mr. Yu about Xinye's poisoning?"
Wei Yingluo was silent for a while, but she didn't lie to her, and replied in a low voice, "Yes."
She thought she would be punished, beaten or scolded by Mammy Zhang, but she was willing to bear it, but she didn't expect that when she waited and waited, she just waited for Mammy Zhang to sneer.
"Heh." The smile seemed to be mocking and pitiful, "Then look at it with your eyes, Yingluo, and see with your own eyes, the result of what you did."
The next few days were calm.
Because of Mammy Zhang's words, Yingluo has been very worried.
But no matter how many things you have to worry about, you can't miss the task at hand. The clothes that should be cut and the flowers that should be embroidered, finally made two new clothes on the stipulated day, one embroidered pomegranate with many seeds, the other embroidered pomegranate. Embroider auspicious clouds and wild cranes, and then send them to the noble man together.
"I'll keep this one." Mrs. Yu ordered the pomegranate with more seeds, and ordered another Xiangyun wild crane, "You help me send this to Yi Concubine's."
Yingluo carefully looked at her expression, different from the anxiety when she first met, today she has lightly brushed off her rouge, her belly is slightly bulging, and her face rarely shows a trace of happiness.
"By the way, give Yi Concubine a word for me." Yu Guiren gave a hairpin to the Yingluo, "Let her endure for a few more days, and in a few days, the Empress will definitely decide for her."
Yingluo shied away again and again, but she couldn't get rid of it, so she had no choice but to accept the hairpin. The head of the hairpin was a pair of lotus flowers, and the red and white colors were intertwined, like a pair of the most intimate sisters in the world.
"I'm Wei Yingluo, the maid of the embroidery workshop, and the noble man sent me over to give Yi Concubine a new dress." When someone mentioned the matter of loyalty, Yingluo came to Yi Concubine's bedroom with the clothes in hand The maids in the house reported their own door.
All the glory and the loss are all lost. It seems that because Yi Concubine was punished, the maids in her palace followed with panic, their eyes floating, like the birds that are about to be separated when the tree is about to fall.
Hearing Yingluo's intention, one of the palace maids forced a smile and said, "It's embarrassing that the noble person is still thinking of our little master, give me the things."
"Master Yu has another word for me to bring to Concubine Yi." Yingluo pursed her lips in embarrassment.
The palace maid looked at her suspiciously and vigilantly for a while.
"Or do you ask Yi Concubine first?" Yingluo said sympathetically, "If she wants to see me, I'll go over, if she doesn't want to see me, I'll go and report back to the noble person, so that I won't delay things or make you embarrassed. "
"...Okay." The palace maid then nodded reluctantly, "You wait here."
She turned to leave, and it didn't take long before a shrill scream came out.
The people in the room looked at me, I looked at you, and suddenly they stepped out together, big feet and small feet, eunuchs and palace maids, and they all rushed into the door together.
Wei Yingluo's feet were also mixed in, and then suddenly settled in front of the bedroom door.
Through the door in front of me, I saw two feet hanging in the air.
That must be a lonely woman who likes cranes very much, so even the embroidered shoes that sway from side to side are embroidered with cranes flying with wings.
Slowly follow the shoes and look up...
"Yi Concubine..." Wei Yingluo murmured.
A white ling went around Yi Concubine's neck and hung her upright under the roof beam.