Story of Yanxi Palace

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　　 No one will cry because of an unrelated person.

　　At first, there were people discussing the auspicious death. After a week, they discussed what to eat at night, and some young and handsome guards, but no one discussed auspicious.

　　Even if someone mentioned it, it was just six characters: "Oh, that thief..."

　　 These six words have become the epitaph of an innocent girl and her last memory left in the hearts of the world.

　　After a hurry in my life, who would you tell me?

　　 "Yingluo!" Madam Zhang threw a piece of clothing on her head, and hit Wei Yingluo's face impartially, "What's wrong with this clothes! The stitching and color matching are all wrong, how do you work!"

　　 Everyone stopped the needlework in their hands and looked at this scene in surprise.

　　Mammy Zhang seldom has such a big temper, especially to her favorite Wei Yingluo, what kind of dress did she make?

　　 "I'm sorry, Ma'am." Wei Yingluo's face was reddened, and he hugged the clothes in his arms, and he looked sad and looked down, "I will change..."

"This is what this satin is, so you dismantled it and changed it? Yingluo, you really disappointed me!" Mother Zhang scolded her with her face covered, and then sighed, "We all know, You will report to Changchun Palace at the end of the month. This is your last job at Xiufang..."

　　 is also the best job.

　　 The embroidered girl, who was in charge of the emperor's usual clothes, was sick and could not catch up with the work. Someone needed help to finish the next work.

　　 Most of the clothes are ready, only a dragon pattern on the chest.

This job is easy and advanced, and I can show off to others when I look back. I am a man who has made dragon robes for the emperor. Even if I get out of the palace when I get older, I can use this qualification to find a good place. Whether it is embroidering into the Jiangnan Weaving Bureau, or teaching the embroidered boudoirs of rich people, the value can be higher.

"Mammy." Linglong said quietly. "Xu is because of auspicious things. Yingluo has been a little bit upset lately. Something went wrong at the moment. Please come to a large number of adults and don't worry about her. Or... this job , Let me do it."

　　 "You?" Grandma Zhang glanced up and down at her, "Are you all right? Embroidering a dragon is better than embroidering a cat..."

　　 There was a snickering sound in all directions, and the fingers under Linglong's sleeves tightened sharply, with pointed nails, straight into the meat.

"Changfu is no more laborious than dragon robes and robes. Besides, my embroidery has made great progress, and I will be able to do it." Yu Guangluo swept around the corner of his eyes, Wei Yingluo, who was not thinking about it, suddenly moved in his heart and suddenly said, "Or , Let me compare with Yingluo?"

"Oh?" Wei Yingluo slowly turned her face. In just seven days, she actually lost a circle directly. She used to have some baby's fat cheeks. Now she has thinned into a melon seed face. She looked very haggard. She looked at Linglong and smiled faintly, "How do you want to compare?"

　　 changed the past, Linglong was afraid to make this suggestion.

　　 But today is no different from the past, see what Wei Yingluo embroidered!

Xu Shixiang’s death hit her so hard that she embroidered the dragon into a snake, said it was a snake, and lifted her up. According to the exquisite look, it was clearly a twisted earthworm. The children who just learned embroidery were better than her. Good embroidering, where such things can be sent to the emperor, really slippery.

Such a good opportunity to step on people, how could Linglong let go, immediately confidently said: "Embroidery is good or bad, each has its own ability, we two embroider a set of ordinary clothes at the same time, and then let the grandma choose, who does OK, whoever you choose to dedicate to the emperor, do you dare?"

　　Wei Yingluo stared at her for a while, then he snorted, and said with a smile: "OK, this is what you asked for."

　　 The two eyes touched in the air, just like the confrontation between the blades, the sparks splashed, and the heart attacked.

　　 Linglong withdrew his gaze, looked down at the embroidered stretch in his hand, and said: "Wait, I want to prove it to you, to show all of you, I am not only able to embroider cats in my whole life, I can also embroider dragons!"

　　 For this game, Linglong exhausted all her energy.

　　 Get up every day without dawn. When someone else is still asleep in bed, she has got up and walked towards the embroidery workshop. She eats three meals a day, and when others chew slowly, she swallows the food in three or two, and even doesn't drink much water a day, so as not to waste time.

　　 "Linglong is really desperate."

　　 "But the problem is that Yingluo fights better than her."

　　 After a busy day, Linglong dragged her tired body back to the palace, but she heard something like this, she froze for a moment, then looked around, frowning: "Yingluo...has she not returned yet?"

But I saw that in the palace, all the copper basins were hot. The palace ladies either washed their faces with water or washed their feet with white feet in the basin. They also did some quick movements. After washing their faces and feet early, they are now beautiful. Lied in bed.

　　 "You said Ying Luo? I passed by Xiufang before and saw that she was still working there." A maid washing her feet returned to her.

　　 "Yeah, so late, she is still there." Another maid marveled.

"After all, it's the life of the Yangxin Temple." The former maiden wiped her feet while whispering. "We usually do the spring clothes of the people in the palace, and the clothes of the concubines have been touched. The job? Only the most qualified embroidered lady can take over. She is determined to win Linglong!"

　　 The door opened, and they looked at them together, ah: "Ah, Yingluo, you are back."

Wei Yingluo stood at the door holding a piece of clothing. The clothes were folded very neatly. No one could see what was embroidered on the head. Ling Long's heart moved and went forward: "Yingluo, how are you embroidering? Bring it to everyone Let's see."

　　 talked, and reached out unassumingly.

　　Wei Yingluo sideways avoided her hand.

　　Longlong's movements stiffened, his face grieved and said: "I don't rob you, I just look, you... are you so afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?" Wei Yingluo giggled, and seemed to hear what a big joke. She smiled at Linglong with a red face, before she shook her head, and glanced at her with pity, "You are too worthy of yourself. , Who in the embroidery workshop doesn’t know...you, only embroider cats."

　　 Hee hee.

　　I don't know who chuckled.

　　 Linglong turned her head quickly, but saw a group of maidens either washing their feet or washing their beds. Everyone was clearly not watching her, but she felt that every pair of eyes was laughing at her secretly.

I'm not! Linglong shouted: I can also embroider the dragon! I am not only able to embroider cats in my life!

"If not, take out your embroidery and show it to everyone... Show me." A soft hand stretched out in front of her, and Wei Yingluo smiled at her, "Look at the pair of longan you embroidered, Still a pair of cat eyes."

　　 "Wei Yingluo!" Linglong couldn't stand it anymore, saying one by one, "I warn you, don't humiliate me anymore!"

　　 "Am I wrong?" Wei Yingluo's attitude is tougher than her, sneering, ": The finishing touch of the dragon, the dragon's eyes are the most important, and the dragon's eyes are divine, and you can embroider it?"

　　Not much speculation, the two ended up unhappy, after extinguishing the candle, they turned to each other and slept.

　　 It's just that Linglong couldn't sleep at all.

　　 Going back and forth for a while, she finally couldn't bear it, untied a blue cloth bag lying on the side of the bed, and took out the normal clothes that were about to be completed.

　　By the moonlight, I shook it away, and I don’t know if it was because Wei Yingluo’s previous remarks were more and more wrong.

　　 "How could this be..." Linglong looked down at the dragon embroidered on the chest of the regular suit, and the fingers holding the garment tightened and tightened, "How do you... so like a cat?"

　　 A golden dragon, but a pair of cat eyes.

　　 A pair of cat eyes come alive, which is full of hard work, I hope others can love it, adore it, and admit its talent.

　　 This is not a dragon, but a cat in her heart.

　　Long Long looked at the eyes in front of her, and suddenly rubbed her clothes with great force, as if she wanted to crumple what she couldn't bear to look down into pieces.

　　 The chest slightly undulated for a moment, and she called with a bit of instability: "Ying Luo."

　　 There was silence in the room, only a long breath.

　　 Linglong whispered a few times again, and seeing that no one came back, she crept off the bed and walked to Wei Yingluo's bed.

　　 In the dark night with his fingers out of sight, a pair of cat-like eyes stared at Wei Yingluo on the bed.

After 　　, one hand gently stretched towards her regular dress pressed under the pillow.

　　Take it without asking, the thief acts.

This is not the first time Linglong has been a thief, the first time is stealing peacock feathers, the second is stealing clothes, and the first time he is born and the second is familiar. Compared with the uneasiness of the first time, Linglong’s heart is only a quiet, even For granted.

　　 is like taking back what should belong to you, and taking back the life that should belong to you.

　　 Started with Changfu, Linglong retreated to his couch, and then could not wait to start a look. He couldn't help but sneered.

"Auspicious, voila, she didn't care much about you." Linglong smiled jealously and mockingly. "She had made a lot of mistakes for your business a few days ago, and now she has gotten ahead of the nobles. Opportunity, you will be completely forgotten in a blink of an eye, and you will focus on it."

　　 If it is not one-hearted, how to embroider such a mighty golden dragon?

　　 is like a panic, Wan Ruo is a dragon, especially a pair of dragon heads, as if gazing down at the clouds, overlooking the sentient beings,

　　Fathers and servants must bow their heads in this view.

　　 "This is Lungmu." Linglong muttered holding the clothes in her hand, "This is my Lungmu..."

　　 Sleepless all night.

　　 The next day, the ladies in the palace were getting up one after another.

　　 "Huh." A maiden suddenly said, "What about Linglong?"

　　 There was no one on the exquisite bed. The person next to him touched it. The bed was so cold that there was no heat in the bed.

　　 "Huh?" At the same moment, outside the embroidery workshop, Grandma Zhang looked at the person sitting on the stairs with some surprise, "How come you came so early today?"

　　 It seemed like she hadn't slept all night, sitting all night long until dawn, and her long clothes were covered with morning dew.

　　 is cold, but his heart is hot.

　　 "Grandma." Linglong raised her face, flushed slightly with excitement, and smiled, "My clothes are embroidered."

　　 She passed the clothes that were tightly held in her arms, and that was the ordinary clothes stolen from Wei Yingluo's pillow.