Fang Ying was an old man who had been in the palace for many years, and soon found a side that was beneficial to her. He whispered, "What the county lord said is just······ I'm afraid the name of the county lord will be a household name. ”

This means that his scandal in the Jinluan Palace will be spread, and his reputation will be ruined.

Lan Xin smiled disappreciatively: "Aunt Fangying is not here to tell me what these haves and don'ts, let's see what is wrong with this dress." can become the aunt in charge of the Shangyi Bureau, and she must also have some attainments in needlework. I just don't know how my eyesight is?"

Hongxuan's eyes lit up, and she turned her head to look at Lan Xin, and seeing that her master had no objection, she also leaned over and stretched her neck to look curiously. It's a pity that I didn't see the reason for watching it for a long time.

Aunt Fangying, on the other hand, flipped her clothes over and saw the problem at a glance. It is also a common method used in the palace to frame others. This technique is very ingenious, on the surface, there is no abnormality, and even normal wearing is no problem. But if the range of action is large, it will inevitably crack.

Lan Xin looked at Fang Ying's constantly flickering gaze, smiled lightly, and said slowly: "What my aunt can understand, naturally someone will understand." My aunt has been in the palace for many years, so she should know very well in her heart. In this palace, there is no shortage of smart people. ”

Aunt Fangying swallowed her saliva unconsciously, and there were already beads of sweat running down her cheeks. Fingers trembling and stroking the clothes in his hands, not only angry early in the morning, but also being pitted. Also, she didn't expect this Lanxin County Lord to be so difficult to handle.

"Auntie, auntie. A little palace maid gently tugged at Aunt Fangying's sleeve, raised her head with red and swollen eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "It's better to ······ It's better to ······ Why don't we sew it together? ”

"Yes, yes, auntie. Maybe there will be a chance to live. Another little palace maid choked up.

Fang Ying glanced up at Lan Xin, knelt on the ground with a "poof", and said with a sad face: "County Lord Mingjian, this dress is definitely not made by a slave. Please also ask the county lord to be merciful and save a few slaves and maids.

If it's just a slave and a maid, it's just a slave, but ······· But they, they are all children who have just entered the palace, cardamom years, innocent and romantic, and the county lord ······"

As he spoke, his head hit the ground heavily. That solid voice made Lan Xin feel a headache. The few little palace maids in the back trembled and kowtowed.

"Alas!" Lan Xin sighed, "how can my aunt ask me to help you?"

Hearing that Lan Xin's tone softened, Aunt Fang Ying's heart was overjoyed, and her voice trembled and said, "The slave doesn't dare to expect the county lord to make a move, I just hope that Mama Zhen can go and talk to Grandpa Chang if she can ease up." In this way, the slaves and maids will also do their best to repair the auspicious clothes. ”

Lan Xin was silent on his face, but he felt funny in his heart. The people in this palace have a lot of hearts and eyes, and they go around and around like this when they say a word, they really think that they are so foolish, right?

Lan Xin asked softly: "What does my aunt mean is to let Mama Zhen go to the emperor and delay the time of canonization a little, so that you can have time to repair your clothes, right?"

"Yes, Lord Shire. Aunt Fang Ying nodded and said, "Thank you, the county lord, the slave and the ······."

"Alright, don't be in a hurry to thank you first. Lan Xin interrupted her words with a wave of her hand, and asked curiously, "I don't know if my aunt thinks it's enough to delay for a long time?"

Aunt Fang Ying raised her head, rolled her eyes, and after thinking about it carefully, she said, "A quarter of an hour! ”

"A quarter of an hour, is that enough?" Lan Xin asked worriedly, raising her eyebrows.

A glimmer of light flashed in Aunt Fangying's eyes, and even the little palace maids who were trembling just now raised their heads, their red and swollen eyes full of hope. As long as there is time to repair the auspicious clothes, even after going back, it is better to take a board than to lose your life.

"Enough. Aunt Fangying's eyes were serious, and she nodded firmly and said, "A quarter of an hour, although it is a little tighter, but it is okay for the slaves and maids to do their best." ”

Mama Zhen was so anxious that the sweat on her face came down, she swallowed her saliva hard, and said to Lan Xin, "County Lord······ The county lord, the old slave ······"

Lan Xin shook her head lightly at her, her eyes were red with anxiety, "County Lord, don't worry, the friendship between the old slave and the emperor······ It's not······· Really······· County Lord!"

Looking at Lan Xin's calm and waveless eyes, his lips squirmed, and he didn't say a complete word. I was in a hurry, and I couldn't hold the teacup in my hand steadily.

Lan Xin's soft little hand gently applied to Mama Zhen's hand, signaling her to be restless. True friendship is not squandered like this.

Seeing that the panicked look on Mama Zhen's face gradually calmed down, she turned her head to Fang Ying with a smile and said sarcastically: "Aunt Fang Ying's appearance of never giving up even if she goes to the soup is really touching!"

Aunt Fangying's face stiffened, but she didn't expect Lan Xin to turn her face when she said that she would turn her face. She asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this, county lord?"

"What do you mean?" Lan Xin asked softly, "Aunt Fang Ying really thinks highly of me Yulan Xin! The emperor is the Ninety-Five, you don't know, right?"

Do you think that the emperor's golden mouth and jade words will change because of a small county lord? Besides, the time of canonization is calculated by Qin Tianjian, who will bear this responsibility if the auspicious time is missed?!

The people in the palace were all transparent, and after a few rhetorical questions, the little palace maids sat on the ground with dead faces.

Aunt Fang Ying took a deep breath, her back straightened, her eyes were full of hatred, and she gritted her teeth and said, "How dare the slave and maid underestimate the county lord?

It's really going to be a rake!

Lan Xin asked amusedly, "From the time the Ji Fu broke to the present, what has Aunt Fang Ying done?!The Ji Fu has been in your hands for so long, can you put your mind on how to repair the Ji Fu?"

Besides, this repaired auspicious dress is unlucky. I don't know if Aunt Fangying is cursing my Yulan heart, or if she has ulterior motives?"

Aunt Fangying's heart trembled, and she said in an inward-looking voice: "Lord Lanxin, don't spew blood! Such a big crime, the slave and maid can't afford it." With a provocative tone, he asked curiously, "Isn't the county lord worried about missing the auspicious time?"