Chapter 185 Concubine Mei's Plan
At the banquet, Meipin's face was flushed and she was slightly drunk, which made her originally delicate facial features even more gentle.
She raised her wine glass and said softly to Xiao Heng, who was sitting at the top of the table, "This is my second Mid-Autumn Festival since entering the palace. Now I have Ye'er as my child. This is truly a sign of the emperor's great grace. I offer a toast to the emperor, wishing him good health and success in everything he does."
Xiao Heng put on a faint smile, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, which was considered to give her great face.
Meipin smiled brightly, and her pearl earrings gently brushed against her flushed cheeks as they swayed, adding a layer of cold light to her eyes.
She refilled her wine glass, walked slowly into the hall, and said to the empress, "When I first entered the palace, I didn't know the etiquette and rules, and I missed home very much. Fortunately, your majesty's generosity and careful guidance have helped me adapt to palace life. I am always grateful and wish your majesty good health and all the best in the harem."
The Queen smiled softly, "Princess Mei, you are being too formal. Now that you have entered the palace, we are like sisters. I only hope that the six palaces will be harmonious and that the heirs will be healthy."
She picked up the wine glass on the table, and her red nails stained with marigolds reflected the warm light of the candle.
Concubine Chu below was surprised and said, "This Concubine Mei has changed a lot. She used to be so arrogant and domineering, but now she is becoming more and more observant."
Mingpin scoffed: "I think she is full of evil intentions."
"He must be trying to show off in front of the Emperor and Empress to win their favor!"
Concubine Chu nodded gently. "She is injured and rarely serves the emperor. She only relies on her words and the Third Prince to keep the emperor here."
She looked at Meipin with a sneer.
She filled the glass with wine again and walked slowly towards Concubine Zhao. Perhaps she was a little drunk and her steps were a little unsteady.
"Empress Zhao, is it because I haven't shown you respect that you look so sad?"
Meipin looked at Zhaofei with her brows furrowed.
Concubine Zhao glanced at her sideways and said coldly, "I just think you're being too noisy."
Meipin's eyes were filled with innocence and self-blame: "It's all my fault. I only cared about my own happiness and never thought of disturbing the peace of Concubine Zhao."
"I offer a toast to Her Majesty Zhao Fei, and apologize for my crime."
As she spoke, she stepped forward softly, and just as she raised the wine glass, she accidentally stepped on the hem of her skirt, and the wine splashed out, all over Concubine Zhao's dress.
"Princess Mei! What on earth do you want to do?" Concubine Zhao was immediately enraged and stood up suddenly.
Meipin was horrified and bent down in panic: "Your Highness... Your Highness accidentally stepped on the hem of your skirt. Please forgive me, Your Highness Zhaofei."
Concubine Zhao glared at her fiercely, her gaze like a sharp dagger that could pierce her.
The Queen said, "Zhao Fei, Meipin didn't mean it. You've always been in poor health. Go down and change your clothes quickly. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Concubine Zhao ignored the Empress and looked only at Xiao Heng: "Concubine Mei has behaved so disrespectfully in front of the Emperor. How will the Emperor deal with this?"
Xiao Heng glanced at the frightened Meipin calmly, "Today's Mid-Autumn family banquet is a joyous occasion, and I don't want to punish anyone. But Meipin, you did behave inappropriately in front of the palace, so I will fine you three months' salary as a warning to others."
Although Meipin looked aggrieved, she still knelt respectfully on the ground: "Yes, I am willing to be punished."
"Princess Zhao, please go down and change your clothes first, and then have dinner with me later."
Concubine Zhao, who had wanted to leave and return to the palace, was stunned when she heard these words, and the sharpness in her eyes disappeared.
What the emperor meant was that he would sit next to him and have dinner together later.
Her brows relaxed quietly: "Yes, then I will go down first."
Meipin looked at Concubine Zhao's smug expression and smiled coldly in her heart.
I can't wait to see the tragic scene of Concubine Zhao's death.
"Princess Mei, I see that you are drunk. Do you want to go downstairs and rest for a while and drink a bowl of sobering soup?" The Queen looked at Concubine Mei and said with concern.
Meipin smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I must have drunk too much just now. I'll be fine after having a bowl of hangover soup and sitting for a while."
The Queen nodded slightly and ordered the palace maid to bring a bowl of sobering soup to Concubine Mei.
Meipin stroked her hot cheeks, knowing that her face must be flushed with drunkenness at this moment.
Her purpose was to make everyone think that she was drunk, so she spilled wine all over Concubine Zhao.
It must be very lively in the warm room right now. She doesn't even have time to stay away from it, so how could she go there to rest?
Xia Ying supported Concubine Zhao and walked slowly towards the warm room, pouting, "Your Majesty's palace dress is so gorgeous today, but now you have to change it. It's all the fault of Concubine Mei. She is like a country woman and so reckless."
Concubine Zhao said coldly, "Forget it. She is not worthy of my concern."
When the palace maid next to the warm room saw Concubine Zhao coming, she quickly pushed the door open.
Concubine Zhao lowered her hands and lifted the hem of her skirt, which was embroidered with twin lotus flowers and flowed over the threshold like water waves.
Then a rich aroma hit my nose.
"Why is it so stuffy in this warm room?" Concubine Zhao took her handkerchief and fanned her nose gently.
The maid stepped forward tremblingly, her voice low and hoarse: "I have lit some incense to refresh your mind. If Your Majesty doesn't like it, I will put it out right away."
As she spoke, she walked towards the incense burner, counting silently as she walked: five... four... three... two...
one!
There was a loud "bang".
Looking at Concubine Zhao lying on the ground, Xia Ying was horrified: "Your Majesty, what are you..."
Before she could finish her words, she fainted.
Looking at Concubine Zhao lying on the ground, the pleasure in Ruan Yuxiao's eyes became more crazy and gloomy.
She walked up to Concubine Zhao, slowly squatted down, and lifted her chin with her fingertips. Her voice was gentle but carried a deadly tone: "Don't you like competing with me for favor the most?"
"Come on! Get up!"
"Why don't you get up?"
Ruan Yuxiao's voice gradually became sharper, and she pinched Concubine Zhao's jaw hard, her sharp fingertips almost digging into her flesh.
Watching the bright red blood slowly oozing out, she finally let out a strange and satisfied smile. She raised her hand and slapped Concubine Zhao's fair cheek.
Following a "pop" sound, Ruan Yuxiao's eyes widened in anger: "I hate your arrogant and conceited look the most!"
Another "bang" sound was heard, and Concubine Zhao was hit and turned her head away.
"Without the Emperor's favor, you are nothing!"
"Now you've fallen into my hands! Let's see how arrogant you can be!"
She will always remember those countless frosty winter nights.
At that time, she was still just Baolin, joyfully waiting at the gate of Yiyuan Palace to welcome the emperor. She watched the snowflakes fall to her feet, and watched the palace lanterns in the distance go out one by one.
As she waited anxiously, what she received was the news that the emperor had moved to Yaohua Palace.
Her expectations were crushed into dust.
Thinking about it now, she still felt as if she couldn't stand the cold and was shivering all over.
That night was so cold, so cold that it felt like freezing.
Fortunately, fortunately her life was about to end and she could disappear forever in this freezing palace.
Ruan Yuxiao took a deep breath and raised his hand to tear off the skin on his face.
Then he hooked the laces of the palace maid's skirt and pulled it.
As the palace dress fell to the ground, a bright red long skirt came into view, a red that was warm and flamboyant.
She turned her body gently, her red sleeves fluttering like a burning flame, lighting the entire room red.
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