Wei Yingluo stole a glance, only to feel that her eyes lit up, as if a dark fragrance was floating around the corner, and the white lotus in the pool was gently blooming.
It was a beautiful girl in white, with a beautiful face, far superior to the beauties around her. The most rare thing was the tenderness between Gu Pan, as if Xizi was holding his heart, and I felt pity.
But this is the harem, and there are very few women who can calmly and appreciate the beauty of another woman, including the beautiful girl named Wu Yaqingdai in front of her.
"Lu Wanwan, shut up!" She turned her head and stared, "I didn't ask you!"
The beautiful girl in white shrank her shoulders and seemed to be frightened by her. At this moment, a beautiful girl beside her tugged at her sleeve and whispered in her ear: "You are really an ignorant servant, not worth being a scumbag. Sister Ya is angry."
Lu Wanwan opened her mouth and finally swallowed the words back into her stomach.
"Save people to the end, what is she?" Jinxiu complained in a low voice.
Wei Yingluo glanced at her, Lu Wanwan said something for the sake of auspiciousness, what can someone who doesn't dare to stand up and say a word like this to her
Seeing that Lu Wanwan was scolded by her own words, Wu Yaqingdai was even more proud, and her eyes fell on Jixiang again, a fierce light flashed in her eyes, but with a sweet smile on her face, she said, "Tsk tsk, just entered the palace. My maid, no wonder I am so unruly! Since I stained my clothes, I will use your hand to pay for it!"
After saying that, one foot was heavily crushed on the back of Lucky's hand.
Severe pain hit, Jixiang was in a cold sweat, and his eyes were black for a while, and he couldn't hide, so he could only lie on the ground and cry: "It hurts, it hurts! Lord, forgive me, Lord!"
The master didn't mean to spare her at all, but took her cry as an interesting thing, and burst out laughing.
This laughter made Jixiang feel cold. For the first time in his life, he discovered that some people build their happiness on the pain of others.
"Father... Mother..." After all, she is a child, and when she is sad, she can't help but turn to the people she is close to. "Help me, help me, Aunt Fang, Xi'er, Jinxiu... Yingluo!"
Suddenly, the pain on the back of the hand disappeared.
At the same time, there was a sound of breathing in his ears.
what happened…
Jixiang looked up blankly, tears clouding her eyes, it took a few seconds for her to see the situation in front of her clearly, and she couldn't help but let out the same inhalation sound as others.
I saw Wei Yingluo kneeling beside her at some point, holding a foot - Wu Yaqingdai's foot.
"Little Master Wuya." Wei Yingluo bowed her head and said respectfully, "Please hold your feet high."
Wu Yaqingdai looked down at Wei Yingluo condescendingly, with a chilling smile on her face: "You are a little palace maid, and you want to ask me for mercy?"
After speaking, she looked at Wei Yingluo up and down. She said earlier that she was never a woman who could appreciate other beauties. Her jealousy flashed past, and she said with a smile, "It's not impossible, how about you replace her?"
"The little master wants the slave's hand, and the slave will give it to him willingly." Just when everyone thought Wei Yingluo was going to be unlucky, they listened to her change of words, "It's just that today is the day for the selection of the little master's palace. It is not advisable to add blood to the happy event, which will stain the good mood and good luck of the little master."
Wu Yaqingdai frowned, and out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the other beautiful girls.
She herself is a person who likes to stumble in secret, and she feels that other people are just like her.
Stepping on the hands of two little palace maids is a trivial matter, and I am afraid that someone will sue her behind her back, saying that she has a bloody aura on her body.
I just let the two of them go like this, and I felt a little unwilling, so I said with a cold face: "You are quite good at talking, but now the shoes are dirty, I am not happy!"
Wei Yingluo glanced at the auspicious hand.
On the back of the fat white hand, a black lotus was branded with a black lotus, and the petals and stamens were all oozing blood.
Wei Yingluo's heart was frosty, but her face was more respectful and docile, she lowered her head and said to Wu Yaqingdai, "Little master is very ingenious, he deliberately carved the sole of the shoe into the shape of a lotus flower, but unfortunately there is one thing missing. Lord share your worries."
"Oh?" Wu Yaqingdai raised her eyebrows, "How to share your worries?"
Wei Yingluo took off the sachet from her waist and called without turning her head, "Linglong, where is the sachet on your body?"
The maid who was called by her name was taken aback.
"Give it to me." Wei Yingluo said as she opened the sachet and poured the rose powder inside on the ground.
Although she didn't want to stand out at this time, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Linglong had to walk out reluctantly, took off the sachet and handed it over: "Take it."
The incense powders of the same color were poured together, and became a rosy little ball. Wei Yingluo knelt on the ground and held her hands up: "Little Master Wuya, please raise your feet."
There was a chuckle above her head, and then an embroidered shoe with blood on the sole landed in her clean palm.
Wei Yingluo held Wu Yaqingdai's embroidered shoes in both hands, then dipped the powder with a sachet, and evenly smeared the powder on the soles of Wuyaqingdai's shoes.
"Huh." Looking at her profile, Lu Wanwan snorted, "Sister Nalan, this little palace maid is very good-looking."
The person she called Sister Nalan was the Duan Lixiu who stopped her from helping auspicious before, her name was Nalan Chunxue, she shook the palace fan in her hand, and said lightly, "What if she was born beautiful, she was not born in Baoyi. , born a servant, to carry the shoes for Sister Wuya."
"Okay." Wei Yingluo put down Wu Yaqingdai's feet and respectfully said, "Little Master, please try taking two steps."
"What the hell are you doing..." Wu Yaqingdai took a few steps, her face gloomy, "If you can't tell why, I won't deal with you today, turn back..."
"Oops." Lu Wanwan ignored Nalan Chunxue's obstruction by her side, covered her lips with a fan, and gave a helping voice, "Every step is born with lotus, so beautiful, look back."
Wu Yaqingdai was stunned when she heard the words. She looked back and saw a string of lotus prints on the bluestone slab she had just walked on.
At the same time, Wei Yingluo's voice sounded in her ears, and she said, "The servants do not read much, but I heard that Mr. Shu said that the Marquis of Donghun made a golden lotus on the ground for the most beloved concubine Pan, and the concubine Pan walked among them, like a lotus growing every step of the way. It is a square object, so it is very much loved. Today, I use rose pollen to embed the sole of the shoe, and I wish the little master's wish to be fulfilled and to rise step by step!"
Wu Yaqingdai glanced at her, waved her fan again, and took a few steps back and forth.
There are lotuses one after another on the bluestone board, like white flowers slowly blooming in the blue lake.
Wu Yaqingdai was no longer in a hurry to punish these two little palace maids. She just wanted to let the emperor see this scene as soon as possible. It's too late. Who knows if those foxes will follow her example and make roses and peonies all over the place. .
"Okay, okay." So she waved her hand indifferently and said to Wei Yingluo who was still kneeling on the ground, "Just like you pug, I'll spare her life!"
After she finished speaking, she didn't stay for long, and hurried away on the lotus.
As soon as she left, there was nothing else to watch here, so all the show girls followed one by one. Lu Wanwan walked halfway and turned around and smiled kindly at Wei Yingluo.
It's a pity that she was standing while Wei Yingluo was kneeling, so Wei Yingluo didn't see this smile.
When the footsteps were far away, Wei Yingluo slowly got up and came to the side of Jixiang who was still kneeling on the ground and dared not move. She sighed deeply and stretched out her hand to help her shivering: "Auspicious, it's alright."
"Oh, oh..." Jixiang didn't seem to have recovered from what happened just now, and answered Wei Yingluo's words in a spirited way.
"I'll give you a simple bandage first." Wei Yingluo took out a clean handkerchief and carefully bandaged her, "I'll take you to the doctor later..."
Being treated so tenderly by her, the auspicious heart slowly calmed down, like Piaoping in the lake gradually came to the shore, and replied with tears: "Well..."
"Auspicious, you are really clumsy!" An untimely voice sounded, but Jinxiu walked over with akimbo, thin lips spit out cold words, "Almost made us all miserable!"
"You're too embarrassed to say it!" Jixiang puffed up both cheeks, "If you hadn't pushed me just now, I wouldn't have made a mistake!"
"Okay, alright, stop arguing!" The big palace maid stopped the two of them and taught her a lesson, "The palace maid must go through the broom-holding and embroidery tests if you keep it, and don't just play tricks. If you have real skills in your hands, let's go!"
Including Wei Yingluo, all the maids bowed their heads and replied, "Yes!"
The long procession followed behind the palace maid, like a pond of herring, swimming down the river, flowing towards where they should go. Halfway through the walk, Wei Yingluo's sleeve was pulled, she turned her head and saw Jixiang looking around, vigilant like a little mouse, it was obvious that what just happened had really frightened her, and now she speaks in a low voice It took several shots, for fear of being overheard.
"Yingluo!" She complained cutely with a hint of childish innocence, "Wuya is so bad, how can you help her get elected?"
"Won the election, is she?" Wei Yingluo paused.
Jixiang glanced at her suspiciously, then followed her gaze.
I do not know when, they have come to the orchid garden.
Orchids are everywhere, fragrant and fragrant, but Wei Yingluo's eyes are not on any orchid.
She was looking at a well.
Jixiang shuddered, and she didn't know if it was her illusion. Even though she was so far away, she could feel the chilly air wafting out from the wellhead.
... Maybe it wasn't the well that was cold, but Wei Yingluo's eyes at the moment.
"...Whether it's the winner or the loser, only the old man will know." Wei Yingluo smiled slightly, this smile dispelled the gloom in her eyes, she took Ji Ji's hand and continued to walk, "By the way, Ji Ji, you When I cried and called me just now, it was like the old me."
"Huh?" Jixiang froze.
"I used to be the same as you. I always got into trouble. If I couldn't handle it myself, I cried and called my sister." Wei Yingluo said with her back to Jixiang, "She always comes to save me."
"Your sister is so nice." Jixiang replied innocently, "I envy you for having such a sister."
"No, I envy you." Wei Yingluo's voice became lower and lower, "When you call me, I will respond to you, but my sister... will never respond to me again."
The back in front of him is desolate and lonely, like a leaf withered in winter, reluctant to give up, but helpless to leave the big tree where he grows.
Just looking at such a back, Jixiang felt sad in his heart, and couldn't help holding her cold hand tightly, wanting to warm this hand and heart.
"It's alright, I will accompany you." Jixiang said softly, "I will accompany you... Sister Yingluo."