The palace of the king of Yi was brightly lit, and the servants were cautious when coming and going, not even daring to show their anger.
His Royal Highness the King of Yi was furious at Yinyan Pavilion because of the unbearable pain caused by Concubine Yao.
Texue knelt down by the couch and twisted Song Qinghuan's hair. Xunmei listened to the news and went to inquire about it. As soon as she entered the room, she pulled the old man's face.
"Bah, how can she be so proud of her face and say in a roundabout way that our girl harmed her, so she is worthy of it?"
The rumors in the palace were so unpleasant that Xunmei couldn't learn from her. He was so full of anger that he couldn't suppress it. After a while, he spat again: "She's just a daughter of a minister's family, and she can't even enter the palace." She's a concubine, but she's shaking a lot..."
Xunmei always talked about what she had in mind, and she didn't think this was going too far. Taxue just couldn't listen any more and scolded her softly: "Okay, be careful, walls have ears."
"I just feel uncomfortable." Xunmei also knew that she had talked too much, but she was still indignant.
Song Qinghuan put down the medical book in her hand and couldn't help but laugh when she saw Xunmei's protective look: "What makes you feel uncomfortable? We haven't done anything harmful to the world, and we are afraid that she will force the shit into the basin." Can't you put it on my head?"
"Girl, you are speaking lightly. There is nothing dirty or dirty in the inner courtyard of the back house. The soup was delivered personally by the servant. If she wants to frame her, she has a way to do it."
Xunmei was so anxious that she was afraid that Yao Yuechan would be harmed if they didn't understand anything about the back house.
Song Qinghuan then asked: "Did you tamper with the stew that was sent over?"
"of course not..."
...
There was chaos in the Yan Pavilion, and the maids and wives did not dare to show their anger.
Xiao Wei asked the imperial doctor to administer an acupuncture during the day, and felt that her waist injury was much relieved. She didn't want to have to hold herself up at night to comfort Yao Yuechan.
The imperial doctor came to see her a long time ago, touched her goatee and said, "The concubine is poisoned, which is why she has unbearable abdominal pain."
He then said, "I'm afraid your Majesty may have offended someone. The person who poisoned me used a very precise amount of pinch. It will not kill your Majesty, but also cause your Majesty great pain."
Feishuang immediately rushed to Xiao Wei and burst into tears: "Master drank the stew sent from Qianyunju tonight."
"Our master has always been a kind master. During the day, the palace gave some snacks made by the emperor. The master thought of giving a portion to Qian Yunju, but he didn't expect that he would end up like this."
"You are really cruel."
Xiao Wei's face was covered with frost, his fists were clenched into fists, and anger was radiating from his body.
Yao Yuechan was sweating profusely, so she asked the imperial doctor to give an acupuncture to relieve the pain. When she heard Feishuang crying like this, her face darkened and she scolded: "That's nonsense. I must have eaten the wrong thing and got hit. My sister is a doctor. The so-called doctor is like a parent, how could my sister slander me?"
Feishuang cried again: "Good master, you have made so many excuses for such a person. The whole family can only rely on the master of Qianyunju who knows medical skills. He can poison people to the point of death and torment people. He can also Anyone?"
"Impossible, impossible, how could my sister do this to me?" Yao Yuechan had mist in her eyes, holding Xiao Wei's hand and shaking her head, biting the corners of her lips.
"Okay." Xiao Wei asked the master and servant to sing and get a little impatient.
He had been growing up in the palace since he was a child, so he might not have seen these two people just acting, but beauty is in the eye of a lover, so Yao Yuechan's temper to exclude Song Qinghuan from him was just a matter of competing for favor, not to mention that she was really hurt just now roll.
"Come here." Xiao Wei pinched the back of Yao Yuechan's hand, leaned her back on the shelf beside the bed, and ordered: "Go and invite Princess Song over."
"No need to bother." Before Xiao Wei's people could go out, Song Qinghuan's voice appeared at the right time.
Texue raised the curtains and Song Qinghuan entered the house and looked around at Yao Yuechan who was lying on the couch and Xiao Wei who was leaning to one side.
He sneered: "The whole palace is rumored that I poisoned Concubine Yao. Now the prince is summoning me. Is he calling me to investigate, or is he just going to sentence me?"
Song Qinghuan acted like a normal person, showing no fear at all. She turned her gaze to Xiao Wei and said, "I don't think you are such a stupid person. The soup comes from me. If there is something wrong with eating it,
, I am the first person who can't escape the relationship. What's the point of killing an enemy a thousand times and losing eight hundred to yourself, with no profit at all?"
Xiao Wei couldn't see her calm expression, and his anger suddenly increased from five points to seven points, and he sneered: "Look, you are the one who is going to accuse me."
"One sentence on the left kills the enemy by one thousand and damages eight hundred on one's own. The sentence on the right brings no profit. The other sentence puts all the blame on someone else. You are very smart."
Yao Yuechan raised her head, raised her brows provocatively at Song Qinghuan, bit her lip, covered her mouth and started crying.
The maid named Feishuang also immediately answered: "Princess, princess, are you saying that our master poisoned her so that she could be blamed on you?"
Song Qing Huan caressed her sleeves, lowered her eyes and glanced at Feishuang. She sat down unceremoniously on the black rose chair beside her and asked her, "Are you an errand in the Yiyan Pavilion?"
Feishuang didn't know why, but she still responded: "This slave is the personal maid next to the concubine."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ta Xue stepped forward, raised his hand and slapped him, saying loudly and forcefully: "Master, when has it been your turn for a lowly servant to speak?"
Yao Yuechan was so frightened that she didn't even dare to cry.
Last time, Rushuang, the maid next to Yao Yuechan, was punished, but she still had to give it to Zhong Huai with reason and evidence.
But this time, there was a disagreement and he made a move directly in front of Xiao Wei.
Xiao Wei was furious: "Song Qinghuan, you are quite capable. Just relying on your status as a princess, you dare to come in front of me and show off your power. Who gave you the face?"
"Of course it's the face given by the prince." Song Qinghuan said: "His majesty, the King of Yi, is led by the nose by a cheap maid. Where do you put your face, prince?"
"Young sister Yao dared to put a shit basin on my head just because she had constant abdominal pain today, and there was no basis for it. Will she push me out to take the blame for murder and arson in the future?"
"Sister, sister..." Yao Yuechan rolled down from the couch and protected Feishuang behind her: "Sister, I have a lot of people. This little maid is also worried about her health, so she speaks without restraint. It's all a misunderstanding, it's all...
Misunderstanding, sister, please let her go, she is still so young and she is not even allowed."
However, two simple sentences confirmed Song Qinghuan's vicious charges.
Song Qinghuan laughed: "Misunderstanding? Is it a misunderstanding that you were poisoned, or is it a misunderstanding that you wrongfully accused me of poisoning you? Or is it a misunderstanding that this maid framed me every time?"
There is no harm without comparison. Yao Yuechan is gentle and kind, while Song Qinghuan is vicious and ruthless. They appear particularly appropriate at this moment.
Xiao Wei originally only had disgust for Song Qinghuan, but now her disgust is getting deeper and deeper. She turned blue with anger and pointed at her for a long time, then flicked her sleeves and said: "Come here, take the princess down."
If there weren't so many things going on now and the Yun family was backing her up, he would have wanted to kill her with one knife.
But in the end, he could only stare and said angrily: "Song Qinghuan, I have tolerated you for a long time, and I will give you one night to think about whether you are waiting to be divorced and become an abandoned wife, or whether you want to settle on your own, for the sake of the Yun family's sake.
