There is a big sister in the harem

Chapter 58

At the beginning of winter, the white snow melted, and it snowed for three consecutive days.

In Fenglian Palace, the two stoves are located in the northwest corner. The door of the hall is wide open, and the cold wind is blowing in, and the white gauze curtain blowing straight is rustling.

"Empress, Shi Jieyu begs to see you." Yuqiao walked in against the frost, her shoes were wet.

"Let her in." Feng Feiyue sat up where she was lying down, and after a while, she saw Shi Jieyu wearing a cloak, followed by Tao Xin.

After the two saluted, the woman signaled her to put the brocade in her hand on the table, "Madam, this is the brocade that the concubine got. The texture and color of this kind, the tailor said it is most suitable for the little prince. No, concubine!" I kept some for myself, and happened to meet Beauty Moon, and she also pulled some, saying that she wanted to buy two sets of clothes for the little prince."

Concubine Feng looked at the brocade and moved her body, "The tailors in the palace are so skilled, it's our turn to make a fool of ourselves."

"Your Majesty." Shi Jieyu said with a slight smile, "This has been a rule in the palace since ancient times. Every Empress must prepare two sets of clothes for the newborn prince. Although they may not be able to wear them, but the old saying of the ancestors in the previous life, It is said that it is the bottom of the box, which can keep disasters and disasters out."

Concubine Feng read half-believed, why there are so many rules in Xuan Dynasty.

Not long after putting down the cloth and sitting there, Shi Jieyu stood up and said goodbye. Before leaving, she stared at the ground. Li Yan stood behind, staring at her walking back in a daze. She didn't even hear Feng Fei calling her.

Seeing that she was out of her mind, Yuqiao hurriedly bumped her elbow and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty is calling you."

"Ah..." She regained her senses in shock, "The servant is here."

Concubine Feng glanced at her, and called the maids outside, "Which one of you is proficient in this delicate work?"

Everyone, look at me and I look at you, but no one is willing to answer, no one has a so-called good background, who dares to make clothes for the prince.

After waiting for a long time, Li Yan saw that no one agreed. She looked at the dazzling bright yellow color and said, "Ma'am, you can try it."

Concubine Feng looked back, didn't say much, just nodded and asked Yuqiao to hand over the brocade to Li Yan.

The hands were heavy, making her arms a little sore from the pressure.

After a few days of work, Li Yan was really ingenious. Even Concubine Feng secretly praised the two clothes after reading them. They were put on the prepared tray and sent to the tailor. Only then can it be sent back, and then sent to the little prince.

It's complicated, but it can only follow the so-called rules.

The tray was still carried by Li Yan, Concubine Feng Yue and her came to the bedroom of Imperial Concubine Ming, all the empresses were there, even the emperor and the empress dowagers of the two palaces.

The little prince was hugged by the nanny, and was soundly asleep. The two went forward to salute, and saw that the table was full of clothes from the nanny, in different colors and patterns.

The two piles of clothes were also bright yellow, which was particularly obvious, and they should belong to Shi Jieyu and the beauty of the same month.

Concubine Feng Yue signaled Li Yan to put the things on the table, Imperial Concubine Ming looked at the finely crafted clothes, and praised, "It is said that Empress Empress is born with a pair of skillful hands, and this concubine finally saw it today."

She smiled slightly, and did not take the limelight on herself, "This is done by the servant girl of the palace. She is indeed very dexterous."

Concubine Feng read a word, and let everyone's eyes fall on Li Yan beside her. Even Gu Yezu looked sideways slightly. looking depressed.

In the line of sight, there is jealousy, disdain, and appreciation...

Imperial Concubine Ming looked at the top of Li Yan's head, the corners of her mouth froze, and then pulled away, "I can't think of a maid who is so skilled." She stepped forward, spread the dress in her palm, with a happy expression on her face, "Your Majesty, look This handiwork, look..." She handed the clothes to Gu Yezi, and took them away...

"Ah..." A shrill sound shocked all the concubines and concubines, and the sleeping child burst into tears in shock.

"What's going on?" The Empress Dowagers of the Two Palaces came over following her prestige.

Imperial Concubine Ming grabbed the dress with both hands, her wrist was trembling, she stretched out her hand cautiously, and there was a bloody silver needle in the tiger's mouth, half of which had penetrated into the flesh.

The face of the emperor who was close by his side sank, and he stretched out his hand to grab her catkin.

"Ah...it hurts so much." Imperial Concubine Ming screamed in shock, and the queen dowagers of the two palaces also came forward to check, "This...what is it!"

The emperor let go of his hand, picked up the dress she had thrown aside, put his hands on the delicately stitched place, and when he exerted force suddenly, he heard a 'whee...', the clothes were torn in half. The silver needle slipped out of it and hit the ground with a tinkling sound.

Concubine Feng was shocked, the emperor's face was so gloomy that it seemed that the storm was about to hit, he shook the clothes in his hands, and he strode forward, only heading towards Li Yan.

Everything came so suddenly that people had no time to react. This trouble would come to him, and he couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to.

The emperor was furious, Li Yan raised her head, she stayed where she was, not daring to say a word, but just shook her head, there was nowhere to express the grievance in her heart.

Gu Yezi decided, but Concubine Fengyue was much calmer. Before sending it to the tailor, she carefully inspected every position, and never missed it.

Seeing the emperor coming in front of the two, Concubine Feng Yue made a decisive decision, pulled Li Yan behind her with one hand, and stood up, "The emperor calm down."

"Get out of the way!" Gu Yezi's voice was extremely cold, and his eyes fell coldly on Feng Feiyue's face.

"Your Majesty, things are definitely not that simple." She spoke sharply, and her eyes fell on the clothes, "This was sent from the concubine's palace. If we investigate deeply, the concubine will naturally be responsible."

The emperor raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Queen, this is none of your business."

Behind him, Li Yan heard that, her hands twisted her sleeves in fear, and she bit her red lips slightly.

"Your Majesty..." Feng Feiyue raised her voice a little, put one hand behind her back, and grabbed Li Yan's wrist with a slight force to make her calm down, "The clothes given to the little prince belong to Fengyu Palace , and the concubine's maid sewed it herself, and the silver needle hidden inside will be discovered sooner or later, and the concubine thinks there is something wrong with it."

This tactic of framing and framing is too fake and too superficial.perhaps……

The opponent's purpose is not that simple.

Concubine Feng couldn't care so much, Lin Yin beside Mo Chenli had already taken out the silver needle for Imperial Concubine Ming, and also bandaged her hands, the two empress dowagers just watched coldly, watching how the two would give them an explanation.

There was a layer of mist in Li Yan's eyes, she looked at the back of Concubine Feng in front of her, and suddenly felt relieved, "Ma'am, it's your servant who has troubled you." She parted her cherry lips and said in her ear .

Concubine Feng was moved, her eyes were fixed on those same clothes. It was absolutely impossible for Li Yan to sew silver needles inside, and it was even more impossible for the tailor to take apart the clothes and put them in. In that way, it is too time-consuming, and it is not counted in terms of time.The brocade that came as a tribute is so tight that even a small needle will leave a small hole in it.

The only possibility is...

Feng Feiyue's expression turned cold, her ink-like eyes slid past Gu Ye's ears, and came to the other two piles of clothes on the table.

Gu Ye's piercing eyes passed by Feng Fei's ears, and landed on the frightened little face behind her.

Li Yan shrank her body, she never thought that such a trouble would happen today, for a while, she forgot to explain, and she also retracted her eyes looking at the emperor, not daring to lift them up.

Concubine Feng stepped forward, and Li Yan behind her lost her cover. Looking at the bright yellow color that suddenly appeared, she subconsciously took a step back.

When she came to the table, Feng Feiyue carefully put her hand on the other shirt, grasped the sleeve, and slowly gathered it up. Sure enough, the sharp needle end slightly raised, piercing her palm a little.

She put the shirt back on the table without changing her expression, "Li Yan, come here."

When the woman heard the words, she was stunned for a moment, she raised her head, her eyes unexpectedly looked at the emperor in front of her, and after saluting, she came to Concubine Feng as if fleeing, "Your Majesty."

"Look carefully, is this the one you embroidered?" Feng Feiyue picked up the emperor's torn shirt and handed it to Li Yan.

She leaned forward and carefully checked the tight cuffs with both hands. After a while, she shook her head and said, "Mrs. Hui, no."

"Are you sure?" Feng Feiyue raised her tone, and Li Yan brought the other piece in front of her, and after looking at it for a while, she became more and more sure, "This is not the stitch of a slave."

Concubine Feng looked into the woman's shining pupils again, and she only said one word, "Okay!"

Hearing the question from the master and the servant, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and gathered together, Feng Feiyue brought the other two piles of clothes to her, pointed to two of them and said, "Which empress does this belong to?"

As soon as she asked, a crisp voice came over, and the woman stepped forward in full dress, "Go back to the empress, this is prepared by my concubine."

Concubine Feng read the first two pieces, pointed to the other two pieces and said, "Then, this is Shi Jieyu's?"

The woman next to her was named, her expression tightened, she stepped forward and said, "Go back to your mother, it belongs to my concubine."

Gu Ye looked at the crowd around the audience, and stepped forward with a calm face. Feng Feiyue handed the two stacks of clothes to Li Yan. Seeing this, the woman carefully inspected every stitch, and only took a few glances. Li Yan's The side face became slightly agitated, and she raised her eyes, looking hopefully at Concubine Fengyue.

However, the woman stretched out her hand, stopped what she wanted to say, turned around and said to Gu Yezi who was beside her, "Your Majesty, my concubine has a merciless request."

"Say!" The man said with a cold voice.

"The concubine hopes that the emperor will allow him to let the master tailor come and have a look. After all, he can't deceive anyone about the craftsmanship." Concubine Feng was sure that this matter must not involve Fenglian Palace.

(End of this chapter)