The moon was in the sky, and the moonlight was hazy like a veil on the earth.

Most of the palace people in Ruyi Palace have rested after a busy day, and there are only two palace people on duty in front of the door.

Mrs. Jiang sat on the couch. Holding a book in his hand, he looked through a crack in the window at the blue-gray garden.

Chunhua pulled her skirt and ran madly from the verandah into the dormitory. gasping for breath, he leaned into the couch and said in a low voice, "Madam! The slave listened to your instructions and secretly watched Xiao Zhuozi, and saw Xiao Gui go to find Xiao Zhuozi. It may have been given a silver ticket to Xiao Zhuozi. ”

Xiao Zhuozi is the father-in-law of the head of the dormitory. Every night, after dinner, the sleeping cards of each palace and garden will be presented to Ji Ming.

The content of this bedside card is big. He reminded Ji Ming with a word, or simply flipped one of the cards upwards......

Since Emperor Chaolong was killed, Ji Ming has been idle and neglected this matter. Xiao Zhuozi's small actions invisibly catered to Ji Ming's heart. Therefore, in order to get Ji Ming's favor, all palaces and gardens set their eyes on Xiao Zhuozi. Tried their best to use different means. Xiao Zhuozi also secretly became fat for this.

Xiao Zhuozi doesn't buy it from everyone, depending on the mood, but Mrs. Xiahou will definitely buy it, just like buying Mrs. Jiang's account.

Mrs. Jiang glanced at Chunhua with disgust, and Chunhua realized that she had just moved too much, and quickly turned around and closed the door.

Mrs. Jiang put down the book in her hand and said thoughtfully: "It seems that I heard that Xiao Gui has been transferred back to Mrs. Xiahou again." ”

Holding the thread in her hand, Chun Tao, who was arranging the thread in the embroidery basket, took over, "Madame is right." Xiao Gui has indeed been transferred back to Mrs. Xiahou. ”

Chunhua nodded again. Mrs. Jiang stretched out her hand to straighten her hair bun, and said softly in her mouth: "Mrs. Xiahou has thought of this trick for a long time. ”

After she finished speaking, her eyes motioned for Chun Tao to take her coat.

When Mrs. Jiang tidied up, Chunhua also picked up the lantern and came in.

Chunhua led the way, and Chun Tao supported Mrs. Jiang to follow.

Out of the temple gate. Mrs. Jiang gently held her hair bun, stabilized the golden hairpin, and went down the tassel.

Aunt Liu, the steward of Ruyi Palace, walked over from the side corridor with her hands together. In front of the door of the hall, Mrs. Jiang's worried words sounded: "Sister Xiahou is sick today. Hongu needs to go and see it! ”

Aunt Liu walked to the door of the hall, turned her head to the three figures swaying among the flowers, and said, "Why did Mrs. Jiang go to see Mrs. Xiahou late?" ”

The person in front of the door answered: "I heard what Madame said. ”

The palace of nourishing the heart, the palace of wishes, and the palace of flowers are triangular. And the Ruyi Palace and the Ruhua Palace are closer.

A lantern was in front of it, and it didn't stop all the way, and Mrs. Jiang stopped Ji Ming, who was walking very slowly, in front of the gate of Ruhua Palace.

Ji Ming actually collapsed since the death of Empress Hua Yixue of Chaolong. Half of the year is sick, and most of the time is spent alone in the dormitory.

It doesn't look like he's in good spirits tonight, lazy. Mrs. Yu Xiahou has long lost interest.

Don't look at Mrs. Jiang's confidence, but in fact, she is also nervous in her heart, up and down. Seeing Ji Ming this time, the panic in her heart was even stronger.

Stopping Ji Ming at night is a good strategy, and he can't hide it from Mrs. Xiahou. Tomorrow, Mrs. Xiahou will inevitably be cynical and sneering. But what can she do. It doesn't work at all to do hands and feet on the bedboard, it's too pediatric. Madame Xiahou doesn't know yet. Therefore, the next strategy is also an unexpected best policy, and Mrs. Xiahou will definitely not think of it.

Mrs. Jiang sorted out her thoughts, and said that she had come to visit Mrs. Xiahou, but she deliberately mentioned what happened between Mrs. Xia and Mrs. Xiahou during the day in front of Ji Ming.

When Ji Ming heard this, he was immediately anxious, worried that the beauty would be angry because of this, so he hurriedly changed his route to Jinxiuyuan.

Seeing that Ji Ming and his party were gone, Mrs. Jiang smiled proudly and said to Chunhua: "You go and report the good news to Luo'er." Waiting to see a good show. ”

Cloud Fall Palace.

There was a soft knock at the door of the temple. The palace people on duty led the spring flowers in.

Ji Yuluo, who was embroidered with a peony flower under the palace lamp, knew what was going on when she saw the spring flowers. Seeing that the nurse was not there, she said that she would not pinch the needle early and retire the maid, leaving Xiao Zhao alone.

"Princess! Madame said to wait and see a good show. ”

Ji Yuluo smiled lightly, which was a response. Later, let Xiao Zhao send the spring flowers out.

What Mrs. Jiang said was just a hint that Mrs. Xiahou was so angry that she vomited blood tonight. But Ji Yuluo doesn't think so.

Next, she guessed that the beauty would not let Ji Ming go to Ruhua Palace, and would blow the wind on the pillow. Ji Ming will definitely go to Ruhua Palace early tomorrow morning to warn Mrs. Xiahou politely. According to Mrs. Xiahou's rotten temperament, she will definitely go to question the beauty in anger. When the time comes, it's not just about watching a good show......

Everyone wants to be the master of the harem. Everyone wants their son to ascend the throne after the death of the emperor. But it all comes at the cost of blood. I don't know what kind of shrewd woman Emperor Chaolong is. The concubines compete for favor, and the torrent is surging, and they actually have all children. also sits firmly in the harem, and his son is crowned prince. However, the fate is also blessed. Thinking of the Chaolong Empress Ji Yuluo who was buried deep in Beiming Mountain, she couldn't help but feel sentimental.

From the fate of the omission to the thought of his own experience, the heart added a trace of sorrow for no reason. He took out a jar of wine hidden in the cupboard.

There is no shortage of wine in the palace, and there is no restriction on Ji Yuluo, but it is a bit unreasonable to drink it as a jar.

When Xiao Zhao came back, her cheeks were already red from drinking.

The flying needle is routed, and the peony flower is becoming more and more delicate under the lamp.

Xiao Zhao hugged the wine jar and shook it, it was obviously empty, and said reproachfully: "Princess! Why are you drinking again? ”

"Ming'er remember to hold the altar again to hide." Ji Yuluo smiled and buried herself in embroidery.

Most people embroider with one strand of thread, but she divides one strand of thread into three strands. Therefore, the flowers she embroidered are distinct, with a strong sense of concave and convex, and lifelike.

In the palace, Xiao Zhao's work every night is to divide Ji Yuluo. I don't feel the twist of that thread at all, my hands are not skillful, and I can't be impatient. Xiao Zhao is also a very patient and ingenious person.

When Xiao Zhao sleeps, there is no one in the hall, and Ji Yuluo will secretly practice flying needles.

Tonight, Xiao Zhao was obviously not sleepy.

"Princess! Do you think Mrs. Xiahou will go to Splendid Garden to make a fuss? ”

"Don't dare to give her ten dares!" Ji Yuluo sneered lightly, and then felt that Xiao Zhao knew too much, and deliberately said: "Xiao Zhao! Isn't this palace eventful today? ”

"What's the matter with the princess?" Xiao Zhao asked rhetorically.

A well-behaved and clever maid hears what her master says, but she doesn't hear it. Ji Yuluo said tentatively: "Maybe I shouldn't go to Ruyi Palace today." But you know, Mrs. Jiang treats me very well, and there are some things that I have no intention of saying. ”

Xiao Zhao said while dividing the line: "I didn't hear what the princess said. I was talking with Sister Chunhua about whether the weather would be good tomorrow. ”

Treacherous little girl! Ji Yuluo pursed her lips and smiled, and said no more.