The two maids escorted by Jingyue Jingling had their eyes swollen from crying. Because their mouths were gagged with cloth strips, they could only let out sobs.
"Kneel down, your Majesty!" The two kicked the maids in the knees, and they knelt on the ground with sobs.
Chu Jiaoli knelt in front of Concubine Ling, presented the cloth, and said in a slightly tearful tone: "Your Majesty, Jiaoli has come to apologize."
Hearing this, Concubine Ling looked at the miserable fabric. The trace of sleepiness she had in the morning suddenly dissipated. Her eyes widened immediately, and she looked at the two slaves behind her who looked strange. She frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
Chu Jiaoli pursed her lips and explained the matter: "The pattern of the empress's clothes, the slaves worked hard yesterday and had already embroidered most of it. Unexpectedly, at night, the maid in the room secretly cut it all into pieces... fainted
The dye used to dye the thin threads was applied at night and has not yet dried, so the paint on their hands is evidence of the crime."
After finishing her words, Concubine Ling looked at the blue marks in Liusu and Lianrong's hands and immediately became angry.
Jing Ling took off the cloth from their mouths, leaving them helpless and speechless.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me! I didn't mean it! I don't dare to do it! I don't dare to do it anymore!"
Chu Jiaoli sighed softly and said: "Madam, if these two people are hostile to me and deliberately harm me, I will accept my fate, but this is my mother's fabric after all. I'm afraid they will have some influence on you.
What dissatisfaction is there to frame the slaves like this... If the empress executed the slaves and let them go unpunished, after today, there is no guarantee that they will not find scapegoats and do harm to the empress overtly or secretly..."
"No! No matter how brave I am, I wouldn't dare to do such a thing to you! I just want to teach Chu Jiaoli a lesson, but even if you give me ten thousand courages, I won't dare to hurt you!" Liusu was helpless.
cried the ground.
Chu Jiaoli sighed softly and said with a serious expression: "Madam, they saw clearly the day before yesterday. The slaves came from the Muyang Palace and returned from the Leling Palace. This fabric is as silky as water. How could it be a slave?
What can this servant be worthy of? I hope your Majesty will not listen to the villain’s slander..."
Hearing this, Concubine Ling was furious, clenched her fists tightly, and shouted: "Come here! Give me a slap in the face!"
"yes."
The maids in the house came over, raised their hands and slapped them numerous times.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me! My Majesty, please forgive me!"
Soon, their cheeks became red and swollen, mixed with tears and some hair scattered, making them extremely embarrassed.
Concubine Ling looked at her beloved fabric being ruined in this way, then looked at the blue hands of the two of them, her eyes turned red with anger, and she said: "If you dare to ruin my clothes, I will ruin your hands! Here you go!
I drag you down!"
"Your Majesty, please forgive me! I don't dare to do anything anymore! My Majesty, please forgive me!" As the two of them were pulled out of the door, Jingyue and Jingling also bowed to Concubine Ling and then left.
Silence returned to the house, and the newly made incense was lit by red cherry blossoms. The soothing aroma slowly calmed people's thoughts.
Chu Jiaoli lowered her head and said, "Thank you so much for your understanding."
Seeing the maid outside bringing several cups of tea to Concubine Ling, Concubine Ling glanced at her lightly, picked up the cup and took a sip, and then handed her a cup of tea.
Chu Jiaoli pursed her lips, took the tea, and said, "Thank you for the gift."
After drinking the tea, Concubine Ling and the maids put the cups back. She took a breath, slowly sat in front of the dressing mirror, continued to admire her face, picked up the bright red lipstick paper on the table and gently
He took a sip and said: "I have high expectations for you, and naturally I trust you. You must not let me down."
Chu Jiaoli gently raised the corners of her lips and said, "My Majesty, there are still a small number of patterns that have not been destroyed. Could you please take a look at them?"
Hearing this, Concubine Ling raised her pretty eyebrows slightly and turned her head leisurely. Chu Jiaoli turned over the fabric underneath, and a blue butterfly appeared in front of her eyes.
She looked at the butterfly carefully. Its natural and not stiff posture, from a distance, did not look like it was resting on the fabric, but dancing around the hem of the dress.
The embroidery thread, which is as thin as hair, is as dense as smudged on it, and no gaps between the threads can be seen. Under the refraction of the sun, the purple silk threads can be vaguely seen.
Concubine Ling's eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "Is this thread dyed with Nakodan?"
"My queen has good taste."
Concubine Ling nodded with satisfaction and said: "This embroidery skill doesn't look like I was careless about it." She slowly attached a damaged thread from the tail of the butterfly, frowned slightly, and said, "But it's still good.
What a shame for all your hard work this day."
There was a slight smile hidden in Chu Jiaoli's eyes, and she said: "I will not hesitate to serve you, I just don't want the maid with evil intentions to take the opportunity to bully you."
"Okay, okay, I understand what you mean. I will send someone to tell the prince to arrange a separate room for you. I don't want to see any accidents this time."
Chu Jiaoli smiled lightly and said, "Thank you very much for your love, I will definitely live up to your expectations."
Concubine Ling admired the beautiful Kou Dan in her hand and said, "Okay, please kneel down."
"Yes, I will leave this slave."
When I returned to Muyang Palace, I heard that Muyang Palace had just hired two new maids to replace Liusu and Lianrong. I was afraid that I would never see those two enemies again in this life.
Jingyue passed by her and said, "Jiaoli, His Highness asked you to come over."
Chu Jiaoli looked at Beigong Tengxiao's house in front of her, sighed softly, walked forward and pushed the door open.
Seeing Beigong Tengxiao drawing a picture, she pursed her lips and said, "Your Highness, was it fun to tease your slave just now?"
Fortunately, it is absolutely impossible for those two to appear in Muyang Palace. Otherwise, what Beigong Tengxiao did to her just now would have caused another turmoil...
Beigong Tengxiao put down his pen, raised his head, looked at her with a half-smile, and said: "If you can tease me, I should naturally tease you."
Chu Jiaoli bit her lip in frustration and said, "Then I'm just throwing bricks at my feet."
Beigong Tengxiao raised his beautiful long eyebrows, and his phoenix eyes, which were hiding a smile, slowly darkened, and said, "Are you throwing bricks in the face?"
Chu Jiaoli frowned slightly and said: "This slave is just a little showman to annoy them. If she knew that His Highness's reaction was so...enthusiastic, she would never have acted in this scene."
Beigong Tengxiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "Why? You should feel honored that I have allowed you to succeed."
Chu Jiaoli lowered her head and said: "This slave is not a concubine that His Highness is pampered and proud of. She is just an ordinary maid, a woman who is not worthy of His Highness's affection."
Beigong Tengxiao thought of her pitiful appearance just now, gently raised the corners of his lips, stood up and walked slowly to her, whispering in her ear: "You, a thousand-faced fox, are you worried that one day, you will also die?"
Will you see me dealing with you with thousands of faces? How can you be sure that I am showing my true feelings and not just making fun of you? Do you want to see who loses first?"
