MTL - Story of Yanxi Palace-Chapter 21 Lotus root meatballs

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　　Is it pretending to be stupid, you can't see it in front of you, but you can see it later.

　　 Zhilan carried a hexagonal lantern out of Chuxiu Palace.

　　 deliberately pinched the wick very dark, only to see the space in front of him, so as not to frighten the snake.

　　 took a shortcut on the light car road, Zhilan left Chuxiu Palace before grabbing Wei Yingluo, and then ambushed her on the only way back to Xiufang.

　　 As soon as the footsteps sounded, she blew out the palace lantern in her hand.

　　 The body was immediately dim, Chilan hid herself behind a big tree, and the shade fell like a cloud of mist lingering around her, wrapping her tightly in a darkness, which was hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

　　 Soon, the footsteps were near, and there was a hiccup.

　　 "Oops!" Suddenly the footsteps stopped.

　　 Zhilan held her breath and listened to what she wanted to say.

"Just take the **** back, what if everyone wants me to share them with them?" However, Wei Yingluo was annoyed. "I don't want to share such delicious food with others. It might as well... eat it now! "

　　Under the stunned gaze of Chiran, she picked up the bowl and swallowed it with great gulp. As a result, she swallowed halfway. Suddenly she vomited out with the portion she had previously eaten at Chuxiu Palace.

　　 vomited and suddenly squatted on the ground and started to cry. Zhilan thought she felt wronged, but she heard her sigh and sigh: "How can I vomit, hey, wasted, wasted..."

　　 This person, this person is really a fool! !

　　 Zhilan couldn't bear to look down, fearing that if he continued to look, he would dirty his own eyes and his ears again, and with a sip, he turned around and returned to his life.

Behind 　　, the sound of vomiting was still intermittent.

　　Wei Yingluo pressed her throat hard, she knew that the louder her vomiting sound, the faster Zhilan would leave.

　　 "Cough, cough..." Finally, Wei Yingluo raised her head slowly. The violent vomiting made her eyes burst into tears, but two fires were burning in her eyes.

　　 Pretend to be silly.

　　 Princess Hui's hardship came too suddenly, and in a hurry, she could only come up with this method to deal with it.

　　 Pretend to be stupid, but because it is something that everyone can, it is more difficult. The hardest point is how to quickly eliminate the murderous intention of Hui Huihui.

　　Know that this master is like a viper, and even the concubine can start at will, let alone her humble little maid.

　　 So these seven bowls of lotus root powder **** were eaten just right.

　　 Presumably that Hui Hui, who thinks she is a smart man, will not waste time on her "stupid" for a long time to come.

　　 "Hui Huifei won't find me for no reason." Wei Yingluo wiped the corners of her mouth and sneered, "Who told her the secret?"

　　 That person must have been hiding near her.

The first thing she suspected was splendid. After all, she was an insider, and she led Zhilan to the embroidery workshop to find someone, but she could not provide evidence for a while. Besides the splendid, there were three other people who couldn’t get along with her. People, behind the scenes did not say bad things about her, such as this moment.

　　After returning from Hui Guifei, three days had passed, and the ladies of Xiufang and Jinyu were suddenly called to this place, saying that the **** told them to do something later.

　　 If there are many people, the mouth will be mixed.

　　 I saw that the three people gathered together, whispering in a voice that was just high enough to let the people around me whisper. One of them said: "Wei Yingluo came back very late last night--"

　　 "Isn't Sister Chilan called to go to Chuxiu Palace?"

　　 "Sister Zhilan finished the order, would you still want to keep her for dinner? Are you stupid, when people come out of Chuxiu Palace, they will go to the Youhui! She looks good, is a guard in the Forbidden City!"

　　 They said they had a nose and an eye, as if they had seen it with their own eyes. Half of them believed it, and half of them did not believe it, but they also listened to it with gusto. After all, the heart of gossip is available to everyone. Even if they don’t believe, they can hear a joy.

　　 everyone looked sideways, Wei Yingluo couldn't help but clenched his fists.

　　 "Grandpa Lee arrives!"

　　 The eunuch's singing stopped the conversation for a while.

　　Wei Yingluo only looked up, then quickly dropped his head.

　　 It's really good not to go out, bad things are coming one after another, she recognized the Grandpa Lee who came across, wasn't that the **** who was next to the emperor last time?

Grandpa Li didn't recognize her. Today the weather is a bit hot and he doesn't have to talk. Instead, he just stood in the sun for a while, and was sweating heavily. Several attentive little eunuchs moved a chair to the shade of the tree. After serving the tea bowl, Grandpa Li drank two sips of water, and then commanded: "What is it?"

　　 "It's Xiufang and Jinyu as new maidens." The little **** on the side fanned him and replied.

　　 Grandpa Li nodded: "It's the same as the other day, let's start."

　　 He crossed his hands to his belly and lay in his chair with his eyes closed to sleep, but did not really fall asleep, but raised his ears high.

　　 "Come, line up and talk one by one." The **** instructed, "Just say, the slave-servant tickles the **** tree!"

What is this nonsense?

　　 Palace ladies, you look at me, I look at you, you can't figure out what this means.

　　 "Hurry up, don't waste Grandpa Li's time!" The **** urged dissatisfaction.

　　 Only then did a maiden walk out with a scalp: "Slave slave to the **** tree..."

　　She hadn't finished her words yet. Grandpa Li lying in the chair slowly shook his head. The **** kept paying attention to his every move with the corners of his eyes. Seeing this immediately: "Next."

　　 "The slave-servant tickles the **** tree."

"next."

　　 "The slave-servant tickles the **** tree."

"next."

　　 "The slave-servant tickles the **** tree."

"next."

　　 There were fewer and fewer people in front, and more sweat on Wei Yingluo's face.

　　 "Sister Yingluo, are you very hot?" Jixiang handed over a veil and worriedly said, "The veil borrows from you, please wipe your sweat."

　　Wei Yingluo took the veil without saying a word, raised his hand to wipe the sweat, and suddenly his body shook and fell to the ground.

　　 auspicious startled, and rushed to her and said: "Sister Yingluo, what's wrong with you, Yingluo?"

　　 The movement was too great, Grandpa Li slowly opened his eyes: "What happened?"

　　 The **** inspected it in the past and came back to him and said, "Father, it's a little maid's stunned."

　　 Grandpa Li looked up at the sky, even though there was a layer of shade on the top of his head, but there were still a few rays of sunlight falling through the gap between the leaves and the leaves, hitting people, boiling like water.

　　 "The weather is very difficult." Grandpa Li raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and ordered to go down, "The hot-hearted one will be sent back first, and the rest will stand under the shade of the tree and continue."

　　 "The slave-servant tickles the **** tree."

"next."

　　 "The slave-servant tickles the **** tree."

"next."

　　 "The slave-servant tickles the **** tree."

"next."

　　 The dialogue sounded farther and farther away. Wei Yingluo, who was auspiciously supported by his back, opened his eyes, and then quickly closed his eyes, relieved.

Although I don’t know why Grandpa Li wanted to find her, fortunately, she didn’t show her face that day, and she wore ordinary maid clothes, neckline cuffs, and no special patterns embroidered-these are all maid ladies and aunts. Right.

　　 Grandpa Li can only find her in the little palace girl, and can only find her by voice.

　　Pifang, Xiufang, Jinyuzuo, Ruyi Pavilion...He still has thousands of voices to listen to, just afraid to listen to it, and forget what her voice was like.

　　 "This matter is not in a hurry." Wei Yingluo thought to himself, "The top priority is to deal with the rumors around me. Oh, although the rumors stop at the wise, but this world is mostly stupid, there are few wise..."

　　 is Ma'am Zhang, thinking the same way.

　　After the work of the embroidery workshop was completed, she left Wei Yingluo alone, closed the doors and windows, isolated the curious ears, and then asked with a serious face: "Everyone says you are good with a bodyguard, is there really something to do with it?"

　　Wei Yingluo smiled and said, "Mammy, have rumors come to you?"

　　 "In the embroidery workshop, there are such rumors everywhere." Zhang Ma said with a strong heart, "Although I don't believe it, but the three become tigers, the rumor is very powerful, you have to be extra careful."

　　The two looked at each other in silence, and after a while, Wei Yingluo gently asked, "What is the worst case?"

　　 "The worst-case scenario is that rumors spread to the ears of General Manager Wu." Zhang Ma said.

Although I met before and got the other party's appreciation, Wei Yingluo asked himself what he knows about Wu Manager, which is not as good as the grandma who has been in the harem for more than ten years. , So he humbly asked for advice: "Mammy, then, if, according to the worst case, rumors reach Wu's ears, will he treat me indiscriminately?"

"That wouldn't be." Grandma Zhang thought for a while and shook her head. "The General Manager Wu is a down-to-earth person. Most of the things that fall into his hands will still be carefully checked, unlike the others. My father-in-law, in order to quell the matter quickly, he will deal with people casually."

　　 "I understand..." Wei Yingluo thoughtfully.

　　 There is no hatred overnight, if there are enemies, they should be dealt with earlier. Never keep the other party in the dark, so that the other party may give her a knife anytime, anywhere. Coming out of the embroidery workshop, a plan has gradually taken shape in Wei Yingluo's heart, but only one item is missing...

　　 Suddenly stopped, she turned her gaze to the opposite side.

　　Several craftsmen were pushing the cart.

If a young craftsman felt it, he turned his head and saw Wei Yingluo smiled at him slightly, his entire face suddenly turned red, still in place, he said nothing, as if he had been pointed by a fairy. The statue, until it was slapped on the back of the head by the fellow partner, reprimanded: "What are you looking at, the eyes are gone? That's a woman in the palace. It looks so beautiful. Who knows if it's a lady..."

　　 Several people hurriedly lowered their heads and pushed the cart away in a panic.

　　Because the movement was too big, a lot of white debris was sprinkled where the wheels ran.

　　 A pair of white embroidered shoes walked around slowly, then a beautiful hand fell down and picked up a handful of dirt.

　　 looked down at the crushed soil in his palm, and Wei Yingluo slowly blossomed a beautiful smile on his face.