Story of Yanxi Palace: Fu Ying's banner will never fall

Stepping on a little palace maid's hand and breaking it was just a trivial matter for Wuya Qingdai.

But she was afraid that someone would tell on her behind her back, especially since that person was someone close to the Queen... She couldn't offend her for now, and would deal with her after entering the palace.

Although she was very reluctant in her heart, she adjusted her expression slightly, forced a smile and said:

"My dear girl, I was just joking with you just now. I was just anxious because my shoes were dirty and I was worried that I would be impolite when meeting the Queen. I definitely did not mean to offend the Queen."

Wei Yingluo looked at Jixiang's hand.

There was a dark blue area on the back of the white and tender hand, and there seemed to be a vague lotus pattern, but it was bloody.

Wei Yingluo felt cold in her heart, thinking to herself that she was still late. However, on the surface, she acted more respectful and docile, lowered her head and said to Wu Ya Qingdai:

"My lady, please rest assured. I understand. My lady was very creative and specially carved the soles of her shoes into the shape of a lotus. It's a pity that they are now dirty. I can clean them for you."

"Oh?" Wu Ya Qingdai raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in a rising tone, "It's like this, how do you clean it up?"

Wei Yingluo took off the sachet tied around her waist and poured the rose powder inside onto the ground. The powder accumulated into a small rose-colored pile.

Wei Yingluo continued, "Please, Miss Wuya, lift your feet."

A soft laugh came from above her head, and then a pair of embroidered shoes with blood on the soles fell into her clean and tidy palms.

Wei Yingluo dipped her hands in rose powder and evenly spread it on the soles of Wu Ya Qingdai's shoes.

Seeing such a bold and careful person, Lu Wanwan couldn't help but pay more attention to her. She turned to Nalan Chunxue beside her and said, "Sister Nalan, this little palace maid is quite good-looking. I like her when I see her."

Nalan Chunxue sneered, "So what if she's pretty? She's just a slave. She can only bow down to him for the rest of her life."

"Alright." Wei Yingluo gently put down Wu Ya Qing Dai's foot, and said respectfully, "Please try to walk a few steps."

"Can a small amount of perfume powder cover up the bloodstain? Ridiculous..." Wu Ya Qingdai was still unwilling to show mercy, but took a few steps involuntarily.

"Wow, Sister Wu Ya, please look back. It seems that lotus flowers are blooming wherever you walk." The other beautiful ladies on the side were amazed and started talking about it. It was a pity that there were no carvings on the soles of their shoes.

Wu Ya Qingdai turned her head and looked at the ground.

I saw the pink perfume powder leaking out from the soles of the shoes and scattered on the ground like petals, as if there were beautiful lotus flowers blooming among them, which looked particularly fresh and refined.

At this moment, Wei Yingluo's voice suddenly came: "I once heard the storyteller say that during the Southern Qi Dynasty, there was a Duke Donghun who doted on his concubine, Concubine Pan, so he made lotus-shaped stickers out of gold and spread them on the ground, letting Concubine Pan walk on them. This was called 'Lotus blooms with every step'. Today, Yingluo has embedded rose pollen in the soles of her shoes, wishing you success with every step!"

Wu Ya Qingdai narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at Wei Yingluo, then gently waved the fan in her hand and walked back and forth gracefully.

Every step you take will leave a delicate lotus flower under your feet, which is extremely beautiful.

Wu Ya Qingdai couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in her heart, and her original desire to severely punish Ji Xiang gradually subsided.

At this moment, she only wanted to see the emperor as soon as possible and let the emperor appreciate the beautiful scenery under her feet.

After all, if she delayed too long, who knew if those concubines would follow her example. If that happened, wouldn't they steal her limelight?

"Alright." Then, she waved her hand casually and said to Wei Yingluo, "For the Queen's sake, I will spare her life! And please say a few good words for her in front of the Queen."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wuya Qingdai quickly quickened her pace and walked towards the audition site.

Wei Yingluo smiled and said, "Yes, I will."

As soon as she left, all the concubines wanted to leave as well, after all, Wei Yingluo came to urge them to leave.

Before Lu Wanwan left, she smiled kindly at Wei Yingluo.

Wei Yingluo raised the corners of her mouth slightly, smiled back, and then walked towards Jixiang who was still kneeling on the ground and trembling.

She gently stretched out her hands, gently lifted up Jixiang's petite and trembling body, and comforted him softly: "Jixiang, don't be afraid, everything is over, you can stand up now."

However, Jixiang seemed to still be immersed in the thrilling scene just now. His expression was dull and his eyes were confused, as if his soul had left his body and he couldn't extricate himself.

She murmured to herself: "Sister, why do you know my name?"

Wei Yingluo smiled slightly and explained patiently: "I heard your conversation with others just now, so I know your name. Now we need to treat your wound as soon as possible."

As she spoke, Wei Yingluo quickly took out a snow-white handkerchief from her bosom and carefully bandaged Jixiang's injured palm, her movements as gentle as if she was protecting a precious treasure.

"I'll take you to see the imperial physician to change the medicine when we get back to the palace later." She promised in a firm tone.

Being treated so gently by her, Jixiang's heart gradually settled down, just like duckweed in the lake slowly approaching the shore. With tears in his eyes, he replied, "Well...thank you, sister, thank you, Queen."

Jinxiu came over and said sarcastically, "Jixiang, you are so stupid! You almost killed all of us!"

When Jixiang heard this, she became so angry that her face turned red. She immediately retorted: "If you hadn't pushed me just now, how could I have fallen down!" The two of them were tit-for-tat, neither of them giving in, and were about to quarrel.

At this time, the head palace maid stood up and shouted at them: "Okay, okay, stop arguing!" Jixiang and Jinxiu were intimidated by the majesty of the head palace maid and dared not say a word, but they were still full of hostility towards each other.

The senior palace maid looked at the two of them and shook her head helplessly, thinking that these two little girls really didn't know their place and how dare they be so presumptuous in the Forbidden City.

Then, her gaze turned to Wei Yingluo, who had not left yet. She had a calm expression, a faint smile on her lips, and her eyes revealed a calmness and confidence.

The head palace maid secretly sighed in her heart that this Miss Yingluo was indeed unique, no wonder she was favored by the Queen.

The head maid smiled and asked respectfully, "Miss Yingluo, does the Queen have any other instructions?"

Wei Yingluo smiled slightly and replied softly: "The Queen also ordered me to select a maid from the new palace maids to be responsible for sweeping and filling the vacancy in Changchun Palace, so I came."

When everyone heard that the Queen was selecting people from the palace, they became extremely excited and started chattering about it, all eager to be the lucky one.

Only Jixiang lowered her head. She was so frightened just now that she did not dare to compete with others for this opportunity.