20, virtuous concubine

The female Shi hurriedly pressed Tao Zhiyuan's hand, shook her head and said, "No, no, this must be a scolding slave to death for Tan Siji!" ”

"A dead horse should be a live horse doctor! I'm Yingyue Xuan's Yuncai girl, you just say I changed it! Tao Zhiyuan pushed her hand away, spread the dress on her knees, and used scissors to cut off the jewels on the collar and cuffs.

She knew that she couldn't embroider delicate patterns in such a tight time, and that she could only use shortcuts, but fortunately she was learning to design clothes now, otherwise she would have been in a hurry now.

Although Concubine Xian is one of the four concubines, but her majesty and power are like the queen of the middle palace, her clothes and ornaments are all of the best, thinking of this, Tao Zhiyuan used pink silk thread to embroider the beauty of lotus flowers on the collar, on the belt, select the gems that have just been cut and are still intact, and extend the silk thread, and the gems will collide when walking.

Then there is the skirt, the pattern on which is woven with dark gold thread, showing the royal luxury.

Tao Zhiyuan felt that the dress was too calm and solemn, and although the virtuous concubine was majestic, it did not match her age and looked old-fashioned. She saw the peach-colored tulle shawl, weighed it, and then divided it in two, changed the cuffs, and embroidered the two shawls on the cuffs.

The female history saw that she had changed her clothes beyond recognition, and couldn't help but be stunned, what if Concubine Xian was blamed, it would be a loss of head.

"Niangniang, Concubine Xian Niangniang said that she likes the design of the Tan Si system, and now that you have changed it to this, how can you make a slave and maid?"

Tao Zhiyuan didn't pay attention to her, but handed her a needle, and said with a sharp expression: "Don't be verbose, according to my stitching method, change the corner of the skirt!" ”

The woman's shoulders shrunk, and she timidly looked at Tao Zhiyuan's sharp eyes, and didn't dare to say more, so she had to take the needle and thread, and changed the corner of her skirt according to Tao Zhiyuan's stitching.

As the sun set, the two of them were also busy sweating in this winter, but they still finished modifying their clothes.

Tao Zhiyuan quickly folded the clothes, put them in the female history's hand, and said, "Send them to the Mingyu Palace." ”

The female history showed hesitation: "Niangniang, the slave is afraid of ......"

Tao Zhiyuan knew that she was timid, so she took her hand and walked to Mingyu Palace together: "Don't be afraid, I will carry something, if Concubine Xian Niangniang blames you, you will say that I changed it without authorization." ”

"However, this will affect the mother, obviously the slave is careless." The woman shook her head.

"You just say what I want, do you understand!?" Tao Zhiyuan's tone suddenly became resolute.

At this time, the two had already walked to the door of the Mingyu Palace, and there were guards guarding the palace gate, which deterred the female historian.

Tao Zhiyuan pushed her: "Come in, I'll wait for you here." ”

The female history took two steps, turned around again, and said: "Niangniang, the slave maid is the female history of the division room, called Qiu Jing, Niangniang doesn't have to wait for the slave and maid, the slave and maid admit their mistakes, and the slave and maid of Niangniang's great grace are in mind!" ”

After she finished speaking, she walked quickly into the Mingyu Palace. Only Tao Zhiyuan was left in a hurry, why was this girl so disobedient!

As soon as Qiu Jing walked into the Mingyu Palace, she saw a palace maid, who was the female official in charge of the Mingyu Palace and the close palace maid of the virtuous concubine - Hu Ling.

Hu Ling looks ordinary, is in her twenties, has been in the palace for a long time, and her eyes have become sharp. She looked at Qiu Jing, saw that she was wearing the female history costume of Liushang, and saw her holding the clothes in her hand, so she immediately frowned and said, "Why did it take so long for the Si Zhifang to send the clothes?" Do you know what time it is?! ”

Qiu Jing was so shocked that she immediately lowered her head, and her voice was small: "Because the clothes have been modified again, the time will be missed." ”

Hu Ling didn't bother to tell her again, for fear that Concubine Xian would be in a bad mood for a while, and it would be them who were slaves and maids who were offended.

"Come in with me."

Hu Ling walked into the main hall quickly, and Qiu Jing also hurriedly followed.

As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw the virtuous concubine Niangniang sitting on the splendid chair, Qiu Jing didn't dare to look up, and hurriedly saluted: "The history of the female in the division room is Niangniang, Niangniang is blessed." ”

"Get up." Concubine Xian said slowly, "Have all the clothes in this palace been changed?" ”

Qiu Jing was about to put her head on her chest, and she broke out in a cold sweat, this is the daughter of Prime Minister Wei Sen under one person, above ten thousand people, Wei Manhui, one of the four concubines in the harem.

"Yes, it's all changed." Qiu Jing spoke under her gaze.

Wei Manhui raised her eyes slightly towards Hu Ling and motioned for Hu Ling to take her clothes, and turned around and entered the inner hall.

Qiu Jing stood in place, her body trembling slightly, obviously the sun had set, the temperature was dropping, she was sweating.

After standing anxiously for a while, he finally saw Wei Manhui come out.

Wei Manhui had five expressions on her face, she couldn't see joy or anger, she walked out slowly, and said coldly: "Why did Tan Si change the style without asking for the consent of the palace?" Can you put this palace in your eyes?! ”

Qiu Jing hurriedly knelt down, pressed her forehead against the cold floor, and said, "Niangniang, it was the slave maid who accidentally damaged her clothes, so she dared to modify it." ”

"Did you really change it?" Wei Manhui stared at Qiu Jing below, and her tone was questioning.

Qiu Jing opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she thought that Concubine Xian would definitely punish herself, so she would definitely go to the violent room! She was terrified in her heart, so she couldn't help but say: "It's not a slave, it's Yuncai Girl!" It's not about the slave and the maid, don't let the slave and the maid enter the riot room! ”

Wei Manhui raised her eyebrows and continued to ask, "Yuncai Girl? The palace remembers that a few days ago, the emperor imprisoned Yuncairen, and there is a Yuncai girl? ”

"Yes...... It's Yingyue Xuan's Yuncai female ......" Qiu Jing's voice trembled with something that could not be concealed.

Wei Manhui thought about it for a while, she didn't remember that there was such a person, it was just an eight-grade girl, the emperor must not have turned over her brand, she slightly hooked the corners of her mouth: "Oh? Hu Ling, you go and invite her over. ”

Hu Ling turned around and went out, but came back after a while, and said respectfully to Wei Manhui: "Niangniang, Yuncai Nu is already waiting outside. ”

"So fast?"

"Yuncai Nu has been waiting outside the Mingyu Palace, and when she saw the slave maid coming out of the Mingyu Palace, she asked the slave maid how the female history of the room was." Hu Ling said, "The slave asked her to know that she was Yuncai Girl." ”

Qiu Jing listened to the warmth in her heart, a master still thought about her as a slave, but she was timid and afraid of death.

The corners of Wei Manhui's mouth hooked up a smile: "In that case, call her in." ”

Hu Ling went out again to bring Tao Zhiyuan in, Tao Zhiyuan was already waiting impatiently outside, but when she saw Wei Manhui, she still saluted according to the number of courtesies.

"Concubines see Concubine Niangniang, Niangniang Wanfu." She is just an eight-rank girl, and when she sees a virtuous concubine in the first rank, she has to kneel down and salute.

"Let's be flat." Wei Manhui watched her slowly stand up, "Raise your head and show the palace." ”

Although Tao Zhiyuan was very reluctant in her heart, she still raised her head, looked at each other, and did not see a trace of temperature.

Tao Zhiyuan saw that she was wearing the clothes she had modified just now, a charming purple dress, the lotus flower on the neckline was very beautiful, the gems on her waist hung down, which was eye-catching, the sleeves were opened, lined with tulle, and a pair of jade hands were faintly visible, which was tempting. At the corner of the skirt, it is even more ingenious to sew a little bit with silk thread, which sets off the pattern of the skirt. Looking at her appearance again, the whirlpool in her eyes can't see any of her thoughts, only indescribable coquettishness and sharpness, her eyebrows are like crescent moons, apricot face and peach cheeks, and her lips reflect the sun. Graceful waist, like willows.

"I heard that it was Yuncai Nu who changed the clothes of this palace without authorization, right?" Wei Manhui saw that she was staring at her for a long time, and she was not angry, but slowly walked in front of Tao Zhiyuan and stared at her delicate face.