Yu Qiansi gently touched Yuli Qiankun with his thumb, while carefully remembering those noble nobles who wore jade rings and thumb rings.
Suddenly, everyone at the table stopped and turned their heads in one direction.
They were too far away to see clearly what was going on. All they saw was that the host of today's birthday banquet suddenly stood up, pointed at a place they couldn't see, and began to scold loudly, shaking even when he walked.
Trembling a few times.
Occasionally, a few sharp voices drifted down the wind, "arrogant and domineering... jealous... causing trouble..."
Yu Qian raised her eyebrows. No matter what happened, it was not a sober move for the former concubine to accuse others with these words.
Sure enough, the atmosphere at the banquet suddenly dropped to freezing point, and everyone looked at each other in dismay.
At this time, a person stood up from the position pointed by Concubine Yan. It looked like another concubine. The two of them exchanged words with each other.
Yu Anning was also shocked by this sudden change: "I heard from the merchant girl that these two ladies have never dealt with each other, but I didn't expect that they would go to this step regardless of their face."
Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Concubine Shang stood up and wanted to make peace.
But at this time, some people began to leave the table.
Yu Anning didn't know what she saw, and she suddenly became interested: "Sister Yu, look, those two are the concubines of Ningmiao!"
The two concubines, who were dressed in blue-gray palace attire, stood up without any hesitation and left Taiye Pond without looking back.
"I heard from Brother An that these two are the only concubines left in Ning Temple. They live in seclusion on a daily basis. I have never seen them before!"
Ningmiao is the temple name of the sage emperor. If we look at it carefully, most of the concubines of Ningmiao who had high status and entered the palace early have passed away in recent years. But these two, although dressed in ancient clothes, look different from these
There is no difference between the concubines of Shun Temple.
I guess she was a concubine who entered the palace late or had a low status.
Now he still stays in the palace, presumably because he has no relatives at home anymore, so he has no choice but to live in the palace permanently.
Yu Anning suddenly felt that they were worthy of pity, so she put aside her joy and murmured: "I didn't expect that they would come today and leave without giving Yan Fei face."
Boyi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Looking at the loneliness in the bustle, these two people couldn't help but join in the scene. It's not easy to see other people's families reunited, so why bother to join in the quarrel?
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This sudden explanation made Yu Qiansi turn her head and glance at him.
When Boyi saw the teasing expression, his expression was extremely unnatural, but considering that Yu Anning was still there, he felt anxious but did not dare to explain the situation immediately, so he pursed his lips tightly and turned away without saying a word.
Yu Qiansi stood for a moment longer, paying attention to the expressions and postures of everyone at the table. Then he motioned to the two of them to leave.
She rearranged Yu Anning's clothes and headdress, and asked her to return to the banquet quietly without disturbing anyone.
Yu Anning walked over the bushes at the edge of the garden, turned around and whispered to Yu Qiansi through the branches of the tree: "Sister Yu, don't worry, I won't worry. I will definitely not tell anyone what you just asked me.
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After saying that, he nodded solemnly, then turned around and walked back towards the banquet. He didn't care whether Yu Qiansi responded or not.
Yu Qiansi watched the figure blend into the banquet, and then returned with Boyi along the original route with a smile.
"Is there a story?" The two of them strolled towards the outside of the palace, and Yu Qiansi suddenly said something without any clue.
But Boyi knew what she said.
"Those two concubines from Ningmiao were very good to me...to Lin'an when they were young. They were also poor people who were sacrificed by the imperial power, but they were able to never abandon others in the face of danger.
It's very valuable in this terrible palace wall. It's just a pity..."
It is a pity that their fate is like that of the prayer hall. When Emperor Ning was ill, they were sent to the palace to pray for Emperor Ning because of the compatibility of their horoscopes. They did not have a strong family background, and they were in this deep sea like a ghost.
The palace was like a rootless duckweed that could be torn apart by strong winds and waves at any time.
You are not qualified to even follow the crowd.
Resentment and disgust for the Daming Palace filled Boyi's body again. He couldn't help but want to speed up his pace, vowing to leave this sticky and smelly air behind him, as far as possible.
But when he took into account Yu Qiansi beside him, the hostility around him gradually weakened again.
He quietly glanced at Yu Qiansi, who was silent. She was still walking confidently, but she was looking at him with a smile on her head.
"Is it better now?"
He felt that the ear closest to her was burning.
Yu Qiansi continued: "You really don't hide your displeasure with the Daming Palace, but I don't know how to comfort people. So I can only wait for you to adjust your mood."
Having said this, she stood still, looked back at Boyi, and asked again: "Is it better now?"
Boyi buried his head and chuckled, and the sticky and uncomfortable feeling was instantly dissipated by the warm sun and refreshing wind.
Just as he was about to go back to her, he heard the noise coming from the path behind him.
The two of them walked over following the sound and saw several old palace slaves forming a circle around a palace maid, pushing her around and making fun of her.
The palace maid seemed to be quite old. She fell unsteadily and fell to the ground. From the perspective of the two of them, they could only see a pair of embroidered shoes behind the wall. Then she shrank, thinking that the owner of the embroidered shoes was curled up.
A bunch.
Yu Qiansi frowned and wanted to step forward to stop her, but was stopped by Boyi.
"Now even if we offer to help, they will only pretend to agree. When we leave, I'm afraid the palace maid will be bullied even worse."
Boyi gently tugged on her sleeve corner: "Let's go."
In this Daming Palace, things like this happen all the time. Good intentions can lead to big mistakes, and instead they can lead to resentment. The rule of survival in the palace has never been "dependence" and "reliance", but "self-improvement"
, there is no other way except self-rescue.
Yu Qiansi understood what he meant and turned around to follow Boyi away, but her eyes still fell on the pair of embroidered shoes. The fresh blue on the soles was so conspicuous that she couldn't ignore it.
When Boyi turned around, he also vaguely felt that the figure of the palace maid had a sense of familiarity, and then he felt that he was ridiculous. Is there anyone familiar with this maid and slave of the Daming Palace now?
Although the scene of that year has been explored, the case is still confusing.
However, he is confident that as long as she is here, no matter how tricky the case is, the truth will come to light.
In another dark and dusty room with little light, a servant in palace uniform presented a box of things to a man standing facing the wall.
"Sir, someone just sent this to Taiye Pond."
The man raised his hand and ordered someone to bring it over. He lowered his eyes and saw a few remaining leaves curled up. The edge of the box was stained with semi-dried indigo. He couldn't help but chuckle and rubbed a square jade ring on his fingertips.
"What did that person say?"
"The master said that everything is left to your disposal. However, that Jade Rakshasa is not an ordinary person..."
The man took off the jade ring and hid it in his arms, took out a wider ring and covered it in the distance, and then pondered.
"Then do it, but remember, Jade Rakshasa will still be of great use to me in the future."
"I understand, I will definitely keep her alive."
After the man stepped away, the door opened and closed briefly. Tianguang glanced inside and was blindfolded again.
The man lowered his head and looked at his right hand, with interest on his lips.
He said to himself: "The grace of childbirth is not as important as the family secret. In this case... I can only wrong your precious son first."
However, in the end it's all the same, just a handful of dust.