Story of Yanxi Palace

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　　The world is unpredictable.

　　 Previously, she also repeatedly advised Jinxiu not to find any way to approach the palace guards, especially Fucha Fuheng.

　　 Unexpectedly, destiny gave her a huge joke.

　　 "Sister Yingluo, who are you looking at?" Jixiang asked gently beside him.

　　On the opposite side of the corridor, there was a patrol of the palace guards, a total of six people before and after, Fucha Fuheng, Qingxi are all inside.

There are more than one splendid maid who flies to Gaozhi as a phoenix, but no one dared to act like her. Most of them only dared to stop the work in their hands and looked at the discussion from afar. Gao, another said that he was born beautiful, and at the end of the discussion, his face was red and his ears were trembling.

"Don't look at anyone, let's go." Wei Yingluo glanced back and smiled at Jixiang. "Let's go, we went back to the embroidery workshop. I heard that the embroidered girls who were all busy were trying to make the empress's and emperor's usual clothes. Moon is the queen's longevity, and every palace and square must prepare a birthday ceremony for the queen's mother. Our embroidery workshop follows the old example, and we must present a phoenix robe for the queen, but I don't know who the main embroiderer is..."

　　After one hour, everyone in Xiufang was there.

　　Mammy Zhang looked around the crowd and slowly said: "The main embroiderer is--"

　　Everyone's eyes looked forward, especially Linglong, and even couldn't help standing on tiptoes, as if this would make her stand out from the crowd, attracting Zhang Ma's gaze to stop.

Grandma Zhang's gaze was attracted by her, and Linglong's face was ecstatic, but the smile quickly stopped, because the gaze slowly moved away from her, and finally fixed on Wei Yingluo.

　　 "——Wei Yingluo!"

　　Mother Zhang announced.

　　The tiptoe lifted back suddenly.

　　 There was a sigh all around, Linglong endured the patience, and finally he could not help but asked: "Mammy, what are you doing thinking about Yingluo, what about us?"

　　Mammy Zhang turned her gaze to her and asked, "Do you think I am partial?"

　　 Linglong was taken aback, and quickly bowed her head and said, "I dare not..."

"I don't dare, not not." Mammoth Zhang shook her head and said to everyone, "So, you or other people, if someone feels unfair, thinks that embroidering is better than 璎珞, then you Stand up and I will give you the job!"

　　Everyone you look at me, I look at you.

If only the embroidery works well, there are many ambitious people in the crowd who dare to come out and fight with it, but Aunt Fang was expelled from the palace the day before yesterday, and even the embroiderer who was the second embroiderer in the embroidery workshop was fined. The library of people, together with Wu Guanguan's appreciation, is at the moment when Wei Yingluo is in the limelight, who dares to fight one?

　　 So until the end, no one dared to stand up.

Even Wei Yingluo felt that she was too popular. After her work at the embroidery workshop was completed, she figured out that everyone had already gone back, so she found Zhang Mama alone and sighed: "Embroidery workers need to accumulate day by day. How old is Luoluo? No matter how good the embroidery work is, the embroidered maid of the embroidery workshop, and the masters invited from outside, are not as good as me... Mammy, you take care of me too much."

"There are conventions in the court ladies. All the gifts of the queen and the concubine are prepared by the new court lady. The masters are in a good mood that day, and most of them will have rewards. If they do not do well, they will not be too harsh. This is to give you a little hope, a chance to come forward." Mammy Zhang finished her official voice and blinked at her suddenly. "Besides, your stupid sister is my favorite apprentice. Even if I look on her face, I will care more You are two points."

　　Wei Yingluo moved under his heart and wanted to say something, but after searching the stomach for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable word.

　　 "Come on, the maiden is not crying and mourning her face, no matter when, she must have a smile, come." Zhang Ma said with a smile, "Laugh and show me."

　　Wei Lingluo looked at her for a while, like a baby who was just beginning to learn to laugh, and tentatively twitched the corners of his lips to reveal a green, even a stiff smile.

　　 Such a smile is naturally not beautiful.

　　 But the only smile at this moment is not to please the noble, not to paralyze the enemy, but from the heart, sincere smile.

　　 is also the first time she really laughed after hearing the news of her sister's death.

　　 After a few days, the materials needed for sewing the Fengpao were shipped to the embroidery workshop.

　　 Ayurveda satin abounds, and the most eye-catching among them is the box of peacock feather threads in Mammoth Zhang's hands.

　　 It seems that the bright tail feathers have just been pulled out from the tail of the peacock, but in this palace, everything is exquisite, especially the things that are dedicated to the nobles, and it is even more artificial and material.

"Peacock feather thread is woven together with peacock feathers and gold and silver threads. A very skilled weaver can only weave one meter per day." Zhang Ma, Ma Jin, gave the box to Wei Yingluo, and told him , "You have to use it carefully, be careful not to make mistakes, but there is nothing extra for you."

　　Wei Yingluo took the box quickly.

　　 It happened that a ray of sunlight was folded into the box. It seemed that the box contained not fabrics, but precious jewels. It turned out a colorful glow, like a dream, like a floating mirage.

　　 Everyone indulged in their beauty, but did not want to, an untimely voice sounded.

　　 "What happens if something goes wrong?"

　　 The person who spoke was hidden in the crowd, and said with a choked voice, although Wei Yingluo immediately looked around, but did not catch the person.

　　Mammy Zhang’s face was extremely ugly, and the most taboo in the palace said such discouraged words, and immediately shouted: "Who is it? Stand up?"

　　 She called three times in a row, and no one was willing to stand up.

Seeing this, Grandma Zhang immediately sneered: "This is a gift to the Queen Mother. If there is any error in the middle, it is naturally our head!"

　　 Some people believe this, some people do not believe it.

　　 But what other people think about it, Wei Yingluo doesn't care.

　　 She only cares about this opportunity.

"I can't take the initiative to approach Fucha Fu Heng. A lot of people looked at him, and a lot of people looked at me. They were too active, and they only took the handle." Before embroidering the stretch, Wei Yingluo picked up a peacock feather from the box. Playing with the line, I thought, "For today's sake, I can only start with the people around him... presumably, my mother thought the same way, and then I gave this task to me. If I do well, I can naturally become rich. Cha Fuheng’s sister, Queen Mother, left an impression."

　　How many people are rising step by step starts with leaving an impression.

Wei Yingluo started to embroider attentively because she was so attentive that she forgot the time. She didn’t turn her head until her shoulders were shaken. She was dark outside the window. Jixiang was holding an oil lamp beside her , Complaining a little: "Sister Yingluo, I have called you three times, you have ignored me."

　　 "Sorry, embroidered." Wei Yingluo smiled, then raised his hand and rubbed his sour eyes.

"The sky is so dark, I don't have a palm light, my eyes are gone?" Jixiang placed the oil lamp in front of her, and the light shined. The peacock feather line in the box shook and shone out, and she expelled the darkness all around, making Wei Ying Luo's body was like a day, and even the auspicious kind of food with only eyes in his auspicious eyes couldn't help but attracted his attention. It took him a long time to recover. He said to Wei Yingluo, "You are hungry, let's go together Let's eat."

　　Wei Yingluo sounded in his belly for a long time, but said with a smile: "No, I'm not hungry yet, or you can take some food for me, I will eat later."

　　 must not be injurious to the heart, and must be defensive. Today's outdated voice made her find that she was being jealous.

　　 Jealousy is like a knife, no one knows when it will stab from behind.

　　 Wei Yingluo suspects that someone will take the black hand of the Phoenix feather line, such as secretly taking a few pieces, and such precious materials, once there is less, there is no other alternative.

　　 So the best way to deal with it is to use the feather thread first, finish the Feng robe before the opponent starts, and then hand it to Grandma Zhang.

"You... wouldn't you still want to continue working?" Jixiang frowned, turning his gaze towards the peacock feather line. Without the previous love, he gave birth to some disgust. "After embroidering this robe, you can't say much about it. Yu, every day is so hurry, don’t kill yourself! That’s good, you go to dinner first, I will help you embroider for a while!"

　　Although she has a good heart, Wei Yingluo dare not put things into her hands. After all, this is a master who can embroider the Phoenix into a grass chicken...

"Anyway, there are two choices, either let me help you embroider, or go to dinner with me!" Jixiang shook Wei Yingluo's shoulder, half wildly and half coquettishly, "The time is not about half of the incense, come, come Well!"

　　 "Hey, hey, okay!" Wei Yingluo was so entangled by her that she had to stand up and leave with her.

The food tonight is very rich, the pumpkin porridge is very sweet and delicious, the cold cucumber is refreshing and delicious, the rice noodles are fatty and not greasy, but it is a pity that Wei Yingluo remembers the thing hanging in the embroidery workshop, picked up some vegetables, and chopped up three or two in the bowl. After the meal, he put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm full. I'll go back first."

"So fast?" Jixiang's mouth was still stuffed with rice noodle meat, looking at the dishes on the table that barely moved a bit, murmured indistinctly, "It's a waste... wait for me! I'll finish it right away! "

　　 Wei Yingluo hurried to Xiufang.

　　Think carefully, that sentence is by no means untargeted.

　　 "What happens if something goes wrong?"

　　What would happen if Wei Yingluo made a mistake intentionally?

"It's rare to cook rice noodle meat in the kitchen, I have half a plate left, and I don't eat it. Hey, what do you say you are doing in such a hurry? Things can't fly..." The complaint suddenly choked on the throat and stood auspiciously at Xiufang The doorway, through Wei Yingluo's shoulder, looked at the scene inside.

　　 I saw a mess in the embroidery workshop, embroidered stretch, embroidered cloth, and even the Feng robe were randomly thrown on the ground. Wei Yingluo stepped forward a few steps, and saw that he had just cut a few big holes on the phoenix robe that had just gotten up, and the black was like a mocking mouth, intending to put her, her The future devours.

　　 "...Oops!" Wei Yingluo suddenly changed his face and rushed towards the box where the Phoenix Feather Line was placed.

　　 The candlestick is still in place, and the box is still in place, with the lid open—there is nothing inside.

　　 Peacock feather thread... is gone.