"It's terrible."

In the mirror, a beautiful face did not appear, but Xiuzhu, who helped her comb, couldn't help it, and was about to rush out with a flick of her sleeves, but she was stopped by raising her eyebrows.

"People suffered such a big loss last night, you still don't allow people to scold twice." Dou Lianyi looked at his eyes and found that the bead hairpin on his head did not seem to be right, so he raised his hand to take it off, and said softly while putting it back on.

This is the reason, but Xiuzhu is still angry: "She also scolded too badly." ”

"Barking dogs don't bite, but those who laugh in front of you and make knives behind your back are terrible, hey, what are you still standing for, help me tidy up, so that the queen can go to peace." Now that the queen is in charge of the harem and the new officials are in office, they can't be lazy anymore.

At this time, a notice came from outside: "Miss Suyun is here." ”

The two of them were all happy, and when they were waiting for the emperor to wash up in the morning, she just mentioned that she could transfer Su Yun from the Huanyi Bureau to wait, but she didn't expect him to agree, but she didn't expect to come so soon.

"Su Yun greets the master, Mrs. Dou is blessed with Jin'an." Just as he was surprised, a sturdy figure knelt in front of him.

Dou Lianyi hurriedly helped her up, her eyes fell on Su Yun's hand, it was the spring equinox, her hand was still swollen and red, and she couldn't help but feel extremely distressed: "Hurry up, you and I sisters, no need to be formal." ”

"Thank you, master, for remembering the slave." Su Yun did not hide the gratitude in his heart, and his eyes were moist.

She patted Su Yun's hand: "Okay, now that I'm finally in one place again, I should be happy, I don't have any heavy work here, you will keep it, if you don't raise this hand, it will be wasted." ”

The three of them talked again, and she let Su Yun rest, and she took Xiuzhu out to the middle palace to say goodbye.

She arrived not early or late, and after waiting for a while, the harem women arrived almost one after another, and the queen sat on the throne of Fengluan, looked around, and her eyes fell on an empty chair on the left. "Why hasn't Emperor Concubine An arrived yet?" The queen's personal palace maid Linglong replied: "Emperor An's concubine said that she was unwell, so she specially sent someone to take leave. "Really? Hongu is having something to discuss with her, which is really unfortunate. Yue Biluo raised her eyebrows slightly, "Since she is sick, let her rest well, if everyone is fine, let's disperse." "

I don't want to, the imperial concubine's illness has been delayed for a long time, and as for whether it is a real illness or a fake disease, everyone knows it.

On this day, An Jingliang was called to the queen's Kunning Palace, in the hugging room, the queen sat on the couch made of Nanmu and was doing needlework.

"The concubine asks the queen to say goodbye, the mother is a thousand years old." An Jingliang walked in under the guidance of the green flute and saluted in a dignified manner.

After Empress Yue Biluo smiled and invited her to sit down on the stool brought by the palace maid, Fang whispered: "Concubine Xian's health is just fine, she shouldn't be disturbed, but there are a few things that have to be asked." ”

An Jingliang had already seen a few account books on Nanmu's small table, and he was a little uneasy in his heart, but his face did not change: "The queen mother has tormented the concubines, if you have something to ask, the concubines know everything." ”

The golden silk thread penetrated the thin and thin fabric under the guidance of an embroidery needle, making a very small sound, which somehow made An Jingliang's scalp a little numb.

"After reading these account books, the palace has seen it, and now the expenses in the palace are more than hundreds of thousands of taels more than when the Empress Dowager De'an was there, so I am a little curious, is it so big now?" Yue Biluo embroidered the golden dragon while whispering, not so much asking, more like gossip.

An Jingliang's eyes seemed to suddenly appear a sharp claw, which was the queen's edge hidden behind indifference.

"The emperor and queen's wedding is extremely pompous, and the Empress Dowager Xiaoren likes to be lively, after a few palace banquets, the silver is flowing like flowing water, and now there are new people in the palace, and the use is naturally much greater." This is true, but there are also times when she embezzles silver taels.

Previously, the Empress Dowager Xiaoren managed the harem in the right sense, but in fact, she didn't take care of things, which means that she was dealing with the entire harem, and now such a good life is gone.

Fortunately, the queen was really just curious, and didn't delve into it, "What the virtuous concubine said is reasonable, the palace is just asking, you drink tea." ”

How could it be just to ask, even if the queen didn't have evidence of her embezzlement, at least she smelled clues, as for forbearance, it was just a choice after weighing the pros and cons.

"Niangniang's female red is really excellent, this is the bed dress embroidered for the queen." An Jing sat down with a cool face, lowered his head slightly to take a sip of tea, and hid his sneer in the mist by the way.

Although Yue Biluo had the light on her back, when she asked, her beautiful face instantly shone with brilliance, and her red lips couldn't hide her smile: "Yes, the palace thinks that the bed clothes that the emperor often wears are not embroidered enough and old, so I want to redo it for the emperor." ”

"Niangniang has a heart, but the emperor may not appreciate it." An Jingliang put the teacup on the coffee table next to him and said in a rambling voice.

Yue Biluo's face was slightly gloomy, and she asked, "How do you say this?" ”

"Does the queen know who made that bedgown? Why does the emperor always carry it? An Jingliang didn't answer, but asked a rhetorical question, and saw that the face on the other side had changed, and he should have realized something, so he chuckled and said, "That's Mrs. Dou's handwriting." ”

Although the bedgown was adjusted, the emperor only thought that it was made by Dou Lianyi, so it was like a treasure, as for the needlework and embroidery skills, they were just dispensable things, as long as she said that she made it, even if it was a coarse linen shirt, probably he would not dislike it.

At that time, Yue Biluo was putting the needle up from underneath, hearing the words, her hand shook, the needle was crooked, and she stuck on the thumb on the front, and a drop of red seeped out, which happened to fall on the eye of the coiling dragon.

"Oh, what's the matter?" An Jingliang exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward to check with concern.

Yue Biluo closed her hand, so that the wound could not be hidden, and smiled casually: "I haven't embroidered for a long time, and my hand is raw, which makes the virtuous concubine smile." ”

"Where, Niangniang's embroidery work is only afraid that it is no worse than the embroidery girl in the palace, especially the stitches and threads full of affection, how can it be compared with others, but it is a pity that it was ruined." An Jingliang sighed regretfully, but secretly sneered, what if the embroidery is done, the emperor may not be able to wear it, but it is just a waste of hard work.

After this, Yue Biluo was already excited, but she didn't want to come out, "The palace is a little tired, let's talk about it today, there are still many things to ask the virtuous concubine, the green flute, and send the virtuous concubine." ”

"The mother is too polite, so the concubine won't bother." An Jingliang got up, blessed uprightly, and then retreated.

In the room, the woman opened her clenched left hand, the blood beads condensed into a little scab, and the green flute sent the guest in, "Ahh ”