Story of Yanxi Palace

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　　 "I don't understand." After returning, Wei Yingluo was puzzled, so he found the only one who could give her the answer, "Mammy Zhang, why does Yi Yi die?"

"Tang Tang is a woman who has been applauded by the public, can she still stand in the palace in the future?" Mammoth Zhang replied faintly while embroidering a peony flower, "If someone else can bear it, but her temperament is out. The arrogance of the name..."

　　In other words, Hui Guifei knew she had such a temperament, so she used this humiliating method to force her to humiliate herself.

"...It's stupid." Wei Yingluo looked somber, and didn't know whether to tell her or to herself, "A person only has to be alive to have a chance to turn over. If you change me, don't talk about being slapped, even if it's being turned into a face I can bear it when I spit on it, until the day of revenge!"

　　 A bitter bitter hatred came out of her bones, and Mammoth Zhang's skin was tingling. She couldn't help putting down her hands and embroidered stretches, looking at her in shock: "You..."

"It's nothing." That hatred came quickly, and went quickly. Just looking at Wei Yingluo's cheeky smile at the moment, just that chill, that hatred, as if it were all the illusion of Grandma Zhang, "Mammy, I Embroidered, can you see it?"

　　Mammy Zhang took the embroidery stretch from her. A white peony on it, along with the big red peony she had not embroidered on hand, was prepared for Hui Guihui.

This lady was never willing to do anything, and she wanted to make two new clothes. She would have to make 20 pieces. In addition, she also had matching embroidered parquets and new shoes, all of which must have a peony pattern. The flowers can't be repeated, but they can be exhausting to the ladies of the embroidery workshop.

　　Finally, only Grandma Zhang even played in person, only to finish the patterns within the specified time.

　　 "Well, it's good." Grandma Zhang nodded and looked at the sky outside her eyes. "It's this time, you haven't eaten lunch yet. Go and eat."

　　 "Yes." Wei Yingluo said skillfully, "I'll eat fast and try to come back early to finish the work before tonight."

　　She is always so empathetic and flattering, Grandma Zhang nodded, thinking that it was her own illusion before...

　　 But Yingluo left the embroidery workshop, but did not go to dinner.

　　 She can't eat a bite.

　　 Closed his eyes, is a pair of feet hanging in the air.

　　 suddenly opened his eyes and kicked Luo Luo on the opposite tree.

　　 There are too many **** in the harem, but she still has a high weight. She can't afford any of them. She can only take the tree in front of them as them, kicking it up one by one, venting her inner depression.

　　 "Bold Minions!"

　　Wei Yingluo was surprised and turned back suddenly.

　　 She was really too focused on venting her inner depression, and no one noticed it even after she joined.

　　Observing the color of his clothes and the exquisite dust on his elbows, it was an **** with a very high status. He only heard him sternly say: "Here is the holy car, don't kneel!"

　　......Holy drive?

　　Wei Yingluo froze for a moment, then quickly knelt on the ground and pressed his face tightly to the back of his hand: "The slave-servant respectfully invites Emperor Shengan."

　　 footsteps came slowly towards her.

　　 A pair of bright yellow boots stopped in front of her, and a casual male voice rang above her head: "Who will let you hurt Lingbai?"

　　 Lingbo?

Yingluo has a bad heart, something that is crowned with spirits usually has a price, and is no longer an ordinary thing. She is afraid of a major disaster. At this moment, she can only pretend to be suspicious and say: "The slave is brave, I don't know What is Lingbai."

"Fuck things! This tree is Lingbai!" Fu Chen pointed to the tree that had been kicked by her before, and the **** reprimanded, "Yubi's personal name Lingbai, you see, there is a bronze medal hanging behind him! How many people were there in the past? It’s too late to bow down, how dare you hurt so much!"

　　 He also had patience and Ying Luo explained that the other person did not have that patience, or was not interested in wasting time on a stupid little maid.

　　 "Pull it down." The bright yellow boots walked away from her slowly, "Stick thirty."

　　Thirty sticks?

　　 Ying Luo couldn't help looking pale.

　　Thirty rods come down, half a life without dying, and then spend a lot of time healing and healing, how can she have so much time to waste?

　　 Not to mention, the penalty is a stain.

　　A person who was ordered to be punished by the emperor personally, how to gain a foothold in the harem in the future?

　　 I'm afraid that even the honorable lady and Grandma Zhang will have to draw a line with her on the surface, so as not to pay attention to the unpleasantness of the Holy.

　　 Since then, she will not be able to walk in the harem.

　　She will never allow herself to have such a stain!

　　 "Shortly after entering the palace, I didn't know Lingbai, but there was a reason for what the minions did!" Ying Luojiao Qin Khan, desperately racked his brain.

　　 Bright yellow boots stopped: "Oh?"

Since the spirit is crowned, it is the mysterious and the mysterious thing. In this kind of thing, there is no need to talk about human truth. Wei Yingluo's eyeball turned and he gritted his teeth and said: "The slave-servant did not know that this is Lingbai, but an old tree last night Ask the slave maid to dream, saying that it has been here for a long time, the body tickles, let the slave maid come to the garden to find it, and scratch his back for him-the slave maid just tickled it!"

　　The **** sneered: "The more you talk, the more you fuck, how can a tree give you a dream!"

Wei Yingluo waited for his sentence, and now he knocked his head heavily and threw the ground with a sound: "Since the cypress tree has spirit and can shade the emperor, it can naturally give dreams to the minions! !"

　　 The **** was speechless by her, and finally had to look at the only person here who could make the call.

　　 "Fuck." But listened to the man's casual thought, "Go."

At the corner of the eye, a pair of bright yellow boots walked past him, followed by a pair of black boots, a pair of white embroidered shoes, and a knife that was buckled around the waist. Wei Yingluo was relieved, and he sat down on the ground sourly.

Escaped.

"Snapped!"

　　 A bursting chestnut hit her head.

　　 "Ouch." Wei Yingluo turned back, "Grandma, why are you here?"

　　 "You little bastard!" Grandma Zhang also had sweat on her face, "I don't look at you for a moment, you almost broke out of a catastrophe!"

　　 was scolded by her in this way, but Wei Yingluo softened.

"This is the spirit tree of the emperor's hand-written imperial seal." As he lifted Wei Yingluo from the ground, Grandma Zhang explained, "The emperor's micro-service private visit was very hot in the summer, and the ministers were sweating, but the emperor was sweating. Yes, everyone thought it was strange. When the emperor talked about it, it seemed that there was a giant cypress accompanying him from the Forbidden City and shading him. Everyone said that it was Lingbai who knew that the emperor was traveling before he came and escorted him! "

　　She chattered so much that she wanted to make Wei Yingluo act more cautiously.

　　In the palace, people are not easy to mess with, sometimes even the trees are not easy to mess with.

"I see." Wei Yingluo sighed, fixedly looking at the delicate tree beside him, and murmured, "In the Forbidden City, even a tree favored by the emperor is better than one. The favored ones are strong."

　　 On the other side, the bright yellow boots suddenly stopped.

All boots behind 　　 stopped together.

　　 "Emperor?" The **** looked at him suspiciously.

　　 "I just thought about things in the court..." Hongli said slowly.

　　The **** made a pleading ear.

"So there will be no reaction at half past one." Hongli slowly turned his head, the tree shadow swayed, a drop of light fell through the gap between the leaves, like golden rain sprinkling on his face, he suddenly laughed, "Now Think about it carefully-why is Lingbai trusting her dream in a small maid?"

　　Long live your life!

The **** thought this way, but on the face with the enemy, he made a look that had also just reacted, gritted his teeth and said: "Yes, the minion also reacted, the little girl opened her mouth as a lie, and a set of things, It’s time to catch, kill if you catch it!"

　　 "Do you remember what she looked like?" Hongli asked with her hands behind her back.

　　The grand **** was stunned, and then he racked his brain to remember...

　　 "I can't think of it." Hongli said lightly, "The court ladies were all dressed exactly the same, and she immediately knelt down on the ground, her entire face stuck to the back of her hand, and she didn't lift it."

　　The **** was dumbfounded: "This, this, she was deliberate..."

　　Harem women are pursuing a "faceless".

　　Who would have thought that some people would try to hide their faces.

"Now the water enters the sea, the leaves enter the jungle, and I want to find her again. I can only tell by voice." Hongli looked at the swaying woods in the imperial garden slowly, "Li Yu, while you still remember her now Voice, go find me out."

　　 "——Right." After thinking about it, he added another sentence, seemingly smiling, "Don't kill me after you find it, send it to me."