Chapter 348 Butterfly Dance Peach Killing 1

Yaohua Palace.

"Get out! Everyone, get out!"

Concubine Yao got very angry in her bedroom and drove out all the palace servants who served her.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her red and swollen face, feeling angry and humiliated.

After all, the two slaps from Yunshan were not what troubled Concubine Yao.

What she hated was Song Zhao's verbal humiliation of her.

Concubine Yao looked at the acne on her face that had not been cured for a long time, and remembered the palace people's faces trying to hold back their smiles when Song Zhao said it was the yellow flowers. She felt more depressed.

"ah!!"

She picked up the gouache box like crazy and threw it at the bronze mirror.

When the bronze mirror shattered, a clear female voice like a silver bell rang out from outside the door.

"Why is my sister so angry?"

Concubine Yao suddenly turned around and saw Concubine Hui slowly walking in. She was so angry that she said:

"Who let you in? Get out now!"

Unexpectedly, Concubine Hui not only did not leave, but also closed the door and shamelessly walked to the yellow pear wood chair next to her and sat down.

"I know my sister was wronged today, so I came to see her specially."

She took out a delicate box from her sleeve and handed it to him.

"This is a top-quality blood-activating cream. If you use it for a day or two, the redness and swelling on your face will be gone."

"You..." Concubine Yao was startled, and stroked her cheek to try to remain calm and said, "I didn't do that. I accidentally bumped into it!"

Concubine Hui sighed and said distressedly, "Sister, please don't say such things. Chunlan has already told me."

"Tell you?"

Concubine Yao glanced at the maidservant following Concubine Hui.

She was short and not particularly good-looking, and was in no way comparable to Chan'er, who used to serve Concubine Hui.

She asked: "Why isn't Chan'er following you today?"

Concubine Hui's eyes darkened, and she said sadly, "Chan'er was seriously ill and has passed away. Chunlan is a new maid sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I think she is smart, so I let her serve first."

Concubine Yao glanced at Chun Lan and asked, "What did she see?"

Concubine Hui said: "Today is the first day that Cheng Jing goes to the Shangshufang, and I asked Chunlan to see her off early. After she saw Cheng Jing off, she passed by the Imperial Garden and happened to see... Yunshan next to Sister Song..."

Concubine Hui stopped talking at that point. Concubine Yao felt embarrassed and gasped heavily without saying anything.

After letting her relax for a while, Concubine Hui comforted her and said:

"Don't worry, sister. I haven't told anyone about this. I came here today to comfort you. Yunshan went too far in this matter, but I believe it has nothing to do with Sister Song. Sister also knows Sister Song, she is not that kind of person..."

"How do you know if she is that kind of person? Are you the worm in her stomach?" Concubine Yao said bitterly, "Don't act in front of me. Everyone in the palace knows that you and Song Zhao are close. Are you coming to me to say these things to make up for Song Zhao?"

Concubine Hui shook her head and said, "I am close to Sister Song, but we have known each other for many years. I don't want to see any misunderstandings or rifts between you two."

Concubine Yao didn't want to talk much with Concubine Hui.

But Concubine Hui has now given birth to the third prince. As a concubine, Concubine Hui's status is more noble than hers because of her son.

In addition, she has matured a lot since she became a mother, so Concubine Yao has to be careful when talking to her.

So even though she was upset, she still had to pretend.

"I know you mean well."

She accepted the blood-activating cream from Concubine Hui, and seeing Chunlan holding a food box, she asked, "What are you holding?"

Concubine Hui said, "It's jujube paste cake. Sister Song used to like it the most. I just came back from her palace. Oh, by the way, sister, you don't know yet? Sister Song had people catch many butterflies and raise them in Changle Palace. They are so beautiful~"

Princess Yao was not interested in the flowers or butterflies. She only looked at the food box which was full, as if nothing had been eaten.

I felt strange and took the opportunity to stir up trouble.

"You said you were sending food to Imperial Concubine Yi, but I saw that the food box was still full. But she didn't want to accept your kindness?"

Concubine Hui took the food box from Chunlan, put it on the table in front of her, opened it, took out the jujube paste cake, ate one piece for herself, and then handed one piece to Concubine Yao.

"Sister Song used to like this jujube paste cake very much, but maybe because of her amnesia, Sister Song's taste seems to have changed. She said she finds it too sweet and not to her liking. I thought since I've already made it, if Sister Song doesn't like it, it won't be wasted, so I brought it back. Sister, do you want to try it?"

Concubine Yao took two bites and said with a bitter smile, "It's hard for you to be so thoughtful to her, but she doesn't appreciate it. If you made this jujube paste cake just for me, I would be very grateful. Considering our sisterly relationship, even if I don't like it, I won't say it out loud to make you sad."

Concubine Hui looked disappointed for a moment after hearing this, and then she said after a long while:

"I'll make some for my sister later."

Concubine Yao felt that she had done a good job of instigating the situation, and felt slightly pleased with herself. She smiled and nodded at Concubine Hui to show her affection.

Concubine Hui continued, "Sister Song used to like the food the most, but now she doesn't like it anymore. This shows that amnesia really has a big impact on people. Sister, do you think Sister Song used to be allergic to peach blossoms? Will she no longer be allergic to peach blossoms because of this amnesia?"

"What are you talking about?" Concubine Yao laughed at Concubine Hui's stupidity, "That discomfort was brought with her from her mother's womb, how could it be cured by having amnesia?"

"Oh!" Concubine Hui patted the back of her head gently, stuck out her tongue and said, "Yes, yes, I am so stupid that I can't even figure this out."

Seeing her like that, Concubine Yao couldn't help laughing.

But her unintentional words also reminded Concubine Yao.

That day, after Concubine Hui left, Concubine Yao sat alone in the palace, thinking:

There are so many butterflies flying in and out of Song Zhao Palace. If the butterfly wings are stained with peach blossom pollen and then scattered everywhere in Song Zhao Palace, wouldn't her discomfort flare up again?

Concubine Yao knew that the discomfort would cause rashes to appear on Song Zhao's body and face.

When she first entered the palace, she was only stained with a little bit of it, and her face was already rotten.

If she were to come into contact with a large amount of peach blossom pollen this time, wouldn't her bright and beautiful face be completely rotten?

The more Concubine Yao thought about it, the more excited she became. She looked at her distorted face in the broken bronze mirror, and her smile gradually became sinister. She murmured:

"How dare you, a bitch, laugh at me? You said you like the yellow spots on my face?"

Her eyes were filled with endless hatred, and she clenched her fists fiercely.

"Okay! Since you like it, I will grant your wish!"