Once the words are spoken, they will form wind and rain, or flow or resistance.

It all comes from the speaker's mind.

And Liu Jiazhen was dumbfounded, staring at this flying snow that made her fall into the abyss.

"Bastard! When have I ever received your things, and if I am so plainly framed, I will not be able to spare you! Zhen Zhen looked at the flying snow viciously.

But now the imperial concubine wants to punish her crimes, and the master wants to push her out to block the knife, Feixue is obviously broken jar, "Master, you can't be like this, the slave and maid have served you for so long, there is no merit and hard work, then the money is right to be a slave and a slave is to honor you, but you can say a word for the slave and maid~~"

"Niangniang, Feixue is framed, Zhen Zhen has never done anything beyond the rules, this Feixue can't help but violate the palace rules, and she is full of nonsense, and I hope that Niang Niang will call the shots for the concubine, and the concubine will be innocent." Zhen Zhen was almost in tears.

As if she had seen a good show, Jing Wan looked up and looked at Shutong, and admired her in her heart.

"Then what should we do with the noble believers?" Jing Wu was not in a hurry about anything else, and watched this "farce" with all her heart.

Zhen Zhen couldn't wait to choose her relationship, and there was a sense of righteousness and awe-inspiring, "Niangniang, the concubine has just entered the palace, and she is afraid that she will not be able to do things properly, so please make a clear decision." ”

The ball was kicked to Jing again.

Feixue saw that it was not possible to beg Zhenzhen, so she immediately knelt down and said: "Niangniang is tolerant, beg Niangniang to let go of the slave maid, the slave is willing to be a cow and a horse to repay Niangniang's kindness......"

Jing Wu scolded coldly: "The palace explicitly prohibits eating against each other, this thing is known to everyone, but during the Qixi Festival, you took the lead in blatantly doing some reckless things in the palace, which is really hateful." This palace has been slacking off recently, so you still have this thought. ”

The imperial concubine was angry, the palace maids and eunuchs all looked at each other, and no one dared to say anything.

Zhen Zhen closed her eyes as if she was hiding from the plague god, and didn't look at the flying snow, just looked at Jing's face.

Jing Wu really doesn't know what to say about Zhen Zhen, she is really ruthless, she has served herself for so long, she will give up, she has no compassion at all, such a hard heart, she can succeed or fail.

"Someone!" Jing said.

"Pull Feixue to go to the pulp washing place, there is no will, and you must not leave the pulp washing place in this life. The discipline of the noble people was not strict, and they were grounded for three months, and the respectful room also removed the sign of the noble people, so that the noble people could have a long memory," Jing said.

Zhen Zhen's chest rose and fell, and she wanted to say something, but she bumped into Jing's eyes, and she was suffocated.

At this time, the emperor and the concubine suddenly arrived, without even a sign.

"See the Emperor! The emperor is blessed with Jin'an! Jing led the crowd to kneel and said.

When Zhen Zhen saw Concubine Xuan, she was like seeing a savior, and followed Concubine Zhen's gaze directly.

"What's going on?" Jiaqing saw that he was kneeling down, and thought that something was wrong.

Jing Wu hurriedly replied: "The flying snow of the noble Jiang Xue Xuan is eating against the eunuch, and the slave and maid are interrogating. ”

"Opposite?" Jiaqing looked around and saw that it was Zhenzhen's maid.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Jing Wu does not add oil and vinegar, which is also disliked by the emperor.

But even so, Zhen Zhen seemed to have a backer, and I saw that the pitiful appearance came out again, and tearfully told the emperor that she didn't know at all.

The emperor still eats this set, and his heart softens at the moment.

Zhen Zhen said: "The concubines are all on the orders of the emperor. ”

Concubine Yu said in a timely manner: "If you should be punished, you will be punished, but you can't chill everyone's hearts~~"

The more Jing listened to it, the more she felt that these words were protecting Liu Jiazhen, and it was really the best embodiment of forming a gang.

Jiaqing is not good at dealing with these trivial things, "It's mainly handed over to the imperial concubine, but this trend must be completely stifled." ”

When Jiaqing came in, for fear of Feixue talking nonsense to the man, Zhen Zhen quickly asked the little maid to stuff a towel in the mouth of the two.

It's just that there is no paper to cover the fire in this matter, the emperor doesn't want to spend effort to quickly determine the three times five divided by two, if you understand the details, once you are dissatisfied, it will be the guillotine of the royal name.

"Yes! The concubine obeys! Zhen Zhen said in a muffled voice.

Jing Wu was named by the emperor and said: "The concubine obeys the order." ”

Jing didn't want to bet, and Zhen Zhen didn't dare to bet.

Therefore, after Jiaqing left, Jing Wu directly asked the guards to pull Feixue into the pulp washing place.

I thought that Zhen Zhen would stop for a while, but as soon as it was dark, I saw a figure walking out of Jiang Xue Xuan.

After cleaning up the guards at the washing place, Vera saw the bloodstained snow.

Zhen Zhen's heart couldn't help but not have pity, but blocked it badly.

The smell of mold and decay hit the firewood room.

When she couldn't stand it anymore, Zhen Zhen covered her mouth and nose, and when she got closer, she looked at Feixue and said, "Feixue? ”

Even if the voice was reduced to ashes, Blizzard would know who it was.

"What are you doing here? Don't let the slave get your eyes dirty. Feixue said mockingly.

Zhen Zhen brought the food box and said to Feixue: "Feixue, it's good for our master and servant, I'm sorry for you this time." ”

Feixue almost spit on Zhen Zhen, what else could she say with such a master.

Zhen Zhen pressed her patience that was about to run out, and said to Feixue: "Don't worry, I will go to ask the emperor to transfer you out tomorrow, I just entered the palace and I was young and young, and I was frightened by the imperial concubine for a while, so I said those words." After I thought about it, I really can't do without you, if you endure it again, I will definitely save you! ”

The words "I'm sorry" were simply impossible to hear, and Feixue was just a little shaken, although it had only been an afternoon, she didn't want to stay for a second in the gloom of this slurry washing place.

Feixue expects that the master is really repentant, and also fantasizes that he can go out again, even if he is no longer glorious, he will not bear this.

Zhen Zhen pretends to be affectionate and talks to Feixue.

A bowl of wine, a bowl of meat......

Taking advantage of the snowfall trance, Zhen Zhen quietly shook the medicinal powder in her hand a few times, and soon, the water in the cup returned to clear.

When she came out of the pulp, she seemed to still have Feixue's words in her ears, and she still had Feixue's expectant eyes in her mind.

This night, shivering with cold.

Zhen Zhen also didn't sleep all night.

On the second day, Feixue remembered that Zhen Zhen had come to intercede for her at night, and she was really excited.

But she didn't be happy for long, and when she wanted to open the door, she found that somehow, she couldn't open her mouth. Feixue coughed vigorously, kept pinching the acupuncture points, and her anxious face was covered with fine sweat, but she tried all the methods, but she still couldn't speak.

She sat in the woodroom in a gloomy manner, and suddenly remembered the wine and meat of the previous night.

Could it be Zhenzhen......

The more she thought about it, the more wrong it became, Feixue shook the door vigorously and still didn't react, she really understood Liu Jiazhenzhen's viciousness, and couldn't help but make her suffer and even more vicious!

The dumb Feixue can neither write nor draw, and all the dirty work in the whole pulp washing place is thrown to her, and if she doesn't obey, it is a stick and stick, and the sound of Feixue's babbling is so weak and weak in the sound of washing clothes.

It was only three or five days, and the palace maid found the flying snow soaked in the well, which had been soaked for too long, like a wax statue, pale and terrifying......