"Master, there's silver charcoal over there."

Since Xiao Chengzi entered Yanlin Palace, his eyes have been scanning constantly.

Finally, in the corner outside the greenhouse, I saw two large bags of charcoal.

He was very sure that it was the silver charcoal sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs yesterday.

Why is he so sure?

Because yesterday, he went to the Internal Affairs Office to pick up Mrs. Li's monthly case.

Every year in late autumn, each palace begins to distribute charcoal for heating.

Yesterday, Xiao Chengzi went to the Internal Affairs Office, but only distributed some ordinary charcoal.

He originally thought that with the degree of favor of his master, no matter how he said, those people in the Internal Affairs Office would share some good things.

However, looking at the charcoal that had just been divided in his hand, Xiao Chengzi was unhappy.

At this moment, two little eunuchs passed in front of Xiao Chengzi with two large bags of good charcoal.

When I asked, I found out that these two bags of charcoal were the best silver filigree charcoal.

Because it was cold early this year, the supply of charcoal in the palace was also very tight. Not to mention, silver filament charcoal.

Only the Great Khan, the Yan clan, and several great lords will distribute silver silk charcoal in the womb.

But where are these two bags going?

Xiao Chengzi just asked casually, but he didn't expect to get an unbelievable answer.

These two bags of silver silk charcoal were not sent to the main hall of the Great Khan, nor to the Jiaofang Palace of the Yan clan, but to the Yanlin Palace.

Xiao Chengzi has heard of Yanlin Palace, which is a cold palace in the palace.

Now there lives a lady of smoke willow.

Sending silver charcoal to a lady who is in the cold palace?

Either the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs are crazy, or they are crazy.

Xiao Chengzi didn't believe it. So, secretly followed the people of the Internal Affairs Office all the way. Sure enough, I saw that the people from the Internal Affairs Office sent silver silk charcoal into Yanlin Palace.

Xiao Chengzi was outside the palace of Yanlin Palace, looking at the silver silk charcoal that even his own master, Mrs. Li, could not enjoy, and was sent into Yanlin Palace by the people of the Internal Affairs Office, he made up his mind, took a metaphorical look at Yanlin Palace, and then turned around and left.

Xiao Chengzi, who went back, naturally told his master what happened in the Internal Affairs Office today. And added fuel to the vinegar and said some rumors about Yanlin Palace and Lady Yanliu.

Mrs. Li, who was originally not promoted because she was favored, heard Xiao Chengzi's story, and knew that the Neifu Mansion had given her some ordinary charcoal, but she sent silver charcoal to the cold palace.

The dissatisfaction in my heart also exploded because of the long-term accumulation. Silver charcoal, although precious, did not let her run it herself. However, she didn't dare to vent her dissatisfaction with the people in the Internal Affairs Office, but she thought that the people in the cold palace could bully at will, so she took the people in the palace and came to Yanlin Palace the next day to find trouble with Song Yi.

Song Yi didn't know that Mrs. Li came for two bags of silver charcoal.

Of course, even if Song Yi knew, he wouldn't worry about these things at all. Because, the charcoal was sent by the Internal Affairs Ministry itself, and it has nothing to do with her.

However, Song Yi also underestimated the terrifying power of a depressed woman.

Mrs. Li was furious when she heard that Xiao Chengzi had identified the "incriminating evidence" on the spot.

Why, a woman in a cold palace can still use silver charcoal that is even better than her? Don't you have a good family background, and you are so unvalued in the palace?

Mrs. Leigh's whole face darkened.

On the other side, Song Yi and Qiao'er were still thinking about a face.

Who? Who is it like?

Mrs. Li's face is really familiar, as if they meet every day.

But Song Yi is very sure that he and Mrs. Li meet for the first time today.

But where does this familiar feeling come from?

Qiao'er inadvertently looked back at her master, and then had a flash of inspiration and understood.

"Madam, the slave knows"

Qiao'er's excited and suppressed voice successfully made Song Yi ignore the eye contact between Mrs. Li and Xiao Chengzi.

"Madam, Mrs. Li looks like you," Qiao'er said.

After Qiao'er's reminder, Song Yi looked at Mrs. Li incredulously.

Like yourself?

Song Yi looked at it carefully, and didn't think it at first, but the more he looked at it, the more it was like that.

This Mrs. Li, although younger than herself. But his appearance does bear some resemblance to himself. And the whole face is most similar to himself, I'm afraid it's still those eyes.

Remember, the real king once said Song Yi, she has a pair of talking eyes. Song Yi didn't think his eyes were anything special in the past.

But today, I saw Mrs. Li's eyes. Song Yi suddenly understood something.

Looking forward to it, his spirit was flying. The black and white eyeballs, when they turn, seem to be shining in their eyes.

With such a pair of eyes that are not unfamiliar, Song Yi finally confirmed that Qiao'er was not lying.

This Mrs. Li, sure enough, is a little similar to herself.

"Madam, did you say?" Qiao'er's words brought back Song Yi's thoughts.

Then, Song Yi saw Qiao'er's thoughtful expression.

Only then did Song Yi realize that there would be other reasons for Mrs. Li's favor?

Although Song Yi is not a narcissistic woman. But this is too much of a coincidence.

A woman who imagined so much with herself suddenly became the most favored woman in the harem. No one even dared to say anything about the behavior that clearly did not conform to the regulations.

What are these and Nuhachi going to do? Song Yi scolded Nuhachi in his heart. I think that and Nuhachi is deliberately making a puppet to serve by his side.

Although Song Yi wanted to take it seriously, his emotions were inevitably affected.

Song Yi looked at Mrs. Li. I saw that the expression on his face was very bad.

The young man just couldn't hide his emotions, Song Yi pouted and smiled.

And this smile happened to be seen by Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li was furious and asked Song Yi, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Song Yi looked inexplicable, feeling that this Mrs. Li was inexplicably angry.

"Hongu asked you, what are you laughing at?" Mrs. Leigh asked.

"Bold, you still don't apologize to Mrs. Li." Xiao Chengzi followed Mrs. Li, and she was used to being a fox and a fake tiger.

Seeing that Mrs. Li was angry, she didn't pull it, but arched the fire somewhere.

No wonder it is said that it is easy to get money, but loyal servants are hard to find.

When the master loses his temper, if the subordinates do not stop and persuade, but say something about the fire, the master will not feel that he has done something wrong. When the time comes, it will become more and more difficult to contain the fire.

And this little adult is a master of fanning the flames. Mrs. Li's position in the palace was very embarrassing, although she was favored, her position was not high.

At this time, keep a low profile and accumulate some good popularity. Maybe you meet a nobleman, pull it out, and you will be able to get on the throne smoothly. However, looking at Mrs. Li's current travel pomp, it is comparable to the Yan family.

Don't they know that when the moon is full, it is lost, and when the water is full, it overflows?

Song Yi looked at it coldly, and he didn't take Mrs. Li's anger seriously in his heart, but felt a little pity for her.

Perhaps, she was also a simple girl in the past. However, after entering the palace and enjoying the glory and wealth, he also became extremely angry.

Therefore, the harem is simply a Shura field. No matter how good a woman comes in, she becomes disgusting.