"But I'm afraid... if the imperial concubine finds out, she will bring trouble to you, the master..."
"I'm not afraid, just let her come and find you."
Jiang Xinyue said fearlessly: "Whoever hits me will have to pay the price. Do you think you are easy to bully?"
Although her status is low, the emperor loves her!
Favor is the best gold medal to avoid death. Otherwise, how could Concubine Li dare to provoke the Queen again and again?
There was struggle and tears in Shuangjiang's eyes, but they finally turned into determination under the encouraging eyes of Jiang Xinyue and Magpie.
When she arrived at the Imperial Garden, Jiang Xinyue nodded towards the magpie and stood behind the pillar, hiding her figure.
"This crabapple is so beautiful."
The magpie pulled Shuangjiang and trotted all the way to the bottom of the weeping begonia. Before Shuangjiang could stop him, he had already broken off two branches and said happily: "Tomorrow we will use these flowers for the master as temple flowers. Begonia on the temples." , Master will definitely like it.”
"presumptuous!"
An angry shout rang out, which startled the magpie, but when he turned around and saw that it was La Yue and another little palace maid from Changxin Palace, he did not move.
She was too calm and did not appear to be afraid at all. She said with a more gloomy look on her face: "It seems that the empress Zhenji has been taught a lesson by our imperial concubine and she has not long remembered it. This weeping begonia was specially planted by the emperor for our imperial concubine. She is a The little sixth-grade concubine dares to pick these crabapples without the royal concubine’s consent. If I don’t give you a lesson today, you will not be able to learn the rules of this palace.”
She walked over and raised her hand to slap Magpie, but Magpie, who was already prepared, grabbed her wrist and pushed her back, almost falling to the ground.
"You are also the personal maid of the masters, but Sister La Yue is very dignified. She beats us whenever we ask. Is this also the privilege given to you by the imperial concubine?"
This was the first time in the twelfth month that a palace maid had contradicted him like this. The palace maids and eunuchs walking around slowed down and listened to what was going on here.
Feeling embarrassed, she blushed angrily: "Bold slave, I am teaching you a lesson for the imperial concubine, how dare you fight back? Someone, hold her down for me."
"Who dares to see me?"
The angry-faced Empress Zhenji walked up from the corridor with the wind blowing under her feet. Without saying a word, she slapped Lu Yue on the face and raised her head arrogantly and said: "Even if I am a small sixth-grade Zhenji, It’s not like you, a slave who looks down on others, is qualified to comment. You are so arrogant, and those who don’t know, would have thought it was the imperial concubine who came in person!”
La Yue covered her face and glared at Jiang Xinyue. Although she said nothing, the dissatisfaction and indignation in her eyes made her feel like she had been scolded bloody.
"Ms. Zhenji, even if this slave is a dog, he is still the concubine's dog. When you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner, right?"
"Pfft~"
Jiang Xinyue covered her mouth and laughed: "This is the first time I have seen someone willing to be a dog. It depends on the owner to beat the dog. But the owner forgot to put the leash on the animal and bit my person. I beat him back. Is it right? Can the dog owner kill me?"
"you……"
"What are you?"
Jiang Xinyue kicked La Yue's knee, causing her to kneel down in pain: "You don't kneel down to salute me when you see me. I think it's you who didn't learn the rules well. Shuangjiang, give me a spanking."
"Pah! Pah! Pah! Pah..."
The clear slap rang out in the imperial garden. La Yue didn't react at first, and everyone was stunned.
When she reacted, all ten slaps had been given. She blushed and screamed, grabbing Shuang Sheng's hand to fight back.
When Jiang Xinyue saw this, she quickly pulled Shuangsheng back, then grabbed La Yue's hand and slapped her face.
She said "Ah" and flew out. Her nose hit the ground and two lines of nosebleeds came out.
"Empress Zhenji!"
"Empress!"
Magpie and Shuangjiang rushed over, crying and shouting: "My Lady has a nosebleed! In the twelfth lunar month, how dare you hit Lady Zhenji?"
Jiang Xinyue smeared the pigeon blood prepared in advance under her nose, got up from the ground with the help of the palace ladies, gave the dumbfounded December a gloomy look, turned around and left.
Lu Yue was frightened. Although she often beat the palace maids and eunuchs, she never laid hands on the mistress.
The master of the other palaces was very tolerant of her because she was the eldest maid of Concubine Li. Those maids and eunuchs who were beaten could only swallow their anger and never thought about seeking justice.
Why is it different when we arrive at Hexi Palace?
The Hall of Cultivation——
After seeing off the last minister who was discussing the matter, Wang Dequan handed Emperor Xuanwu a cup of hot tea: "Your Majesty, the imperial physician has been summoned from Hexi Palace."
Emperor Xuanwu didn't even raise his head: "Isn't Zhenji feeling well?"
Wang Dequan thought about it for a long time, not knowing what to say so as not to offend both parties.
The emperor lost his patience and looked at him with a frown: "Speak."
"well……"
Wang Dequan said helplessly: "Empress Zhenji was beaten. I heard... there was blood."
"What?"
Emperor Xuanwu found it incredible: "How could such a thing happen in the palace? Only the queen can be tortured among the concubines in the palace. The relationship between the queen and Zhenji is harmonious, so it is impossible to punish Zhenji. Could it be..."
"It's the twelfth lunar month beside the imperial concubine..."
What?
absurd!
presumptuous!
Be bold!
He thought that Concubine Li was punishing Zhenji again, but it turned out that she was not even a high-ranking concubine, but a lowly palace maid, who dared to attack his beloved concubine. Who gave her the courage?
Yesterday in the twelfth lunar month, Zhen Ji's palace maid was beaten, and today she is beaten by Zhen Ji herself. Who is targeting Zhen Ji herself?
The emperor felt like a mirror.
Besides Concubine Li herself, who else could instruct the eldest maid of Changxin Palace, Twelve Moon?
"Let's go to Changxin Palace."
The news that Emperor Xuanwu rushed to Changxin Palace angrily and had a big quarrel with Concubine Li spread throughout the harem that night.
The eldest maid next to the imperial concubine has been running rampant in the harem for ten years. The tyrant in the palace who bullied the slaves in each palace was beaten fifty times by the minister's room until his butt was bruised.
I heard that it was because the twelfth lunar month injured Empress Zhenji of Hexi Palace.
The palace maids and eunuchs all clapped their hands and applauded. Their favorable impressions of Empress Zhenji, who was fearless of power, soared and they were filled with admiration.
Empress Zhu smiled and shook her head: "I was still afraid that she would not fight, but I didn't expect that she would break Concubine Li's arm. After all, I underestimated her."
The empress was in a good mood, and everyone also laughed: "It's not in vain, master, that you treat her so well. Concubine Youli has suffered it this time."
Empress Zhu seemed to have thought of something, and her smile disappeared instantly: "But she is the only one in the harem who dares to quarrel with the emperor, and the emperor will not punish her. Zhen Ji... is still far from it."
Hexi Palace——
There was a ball of cotton wool stuffed under Jiang Xinyue's small and straight nose, and there was a light pink nosebleed hanging on the other side.
Fingerprints were obvious on half of her face, like a child who had made a mistake. She coquettishly tugged on Emperor Xuanwu's dragon robe: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. Your lord has a lot of money. Don't be angry~"
