She always plays cards out of the ordinary

Speaking of this, An Lingrong could only shake her head. She identified the Queen as the suspect based on her own intuition and observation. Although the Queen had always been kind to them, An Lingrong always felt that there must be another face hidden under the Queen's friendly face.

"We can only ask Sister Zhen after she comes out. For now, we can only be more careful and on guard."

***

In the morning, Nanny Zhang from the Imperial Household Department got up early, washed up, and went to the weaving room to count the clothes that would be sent to each palace today. The little palace maid Qing'er looked at the largest box in the weaving room, full of envy, "Noble Lady Zhao is really favored. The emperor gave her so many precious fabrics to make clothes. I wonder if she can wear all these clothes this year?"

Aunt Zhang patted her and said, "It's none of your business whether the noble lady has everything to wear or not. Go and check the clothes of each palace. If there's any mistake, I'll hold you accountable."

Qing'er suddenly became smart and stopped talking and envying. She immediately ran in and started to count again just in case.

After a while, embroiderer Qianxue was also ready. She was mainly responsible for making clothes for Concubine Zhao, because the emperor had ordered that winter clothes should be made for Concubine Zhao as soon as possible. Therefore, most of the embroiderers in the weaving room were working on clothes for Fucha Xinyun in the past few days.

However, Qianxue has good craftsmanship and is the main force in making the clothes this time. Therefore, when the clothes are delivered today, Qianxue will have to go along, in case the masters are not satisfied with any of the clothes, or if some small changes need to be made to some places, etc.

The two of them, accompanied by the eunuchs carrying boxes, were walking through the Imperial Garden. They were seen by Xin Changzai and Chun Changzai who were out for a walk. Xin Changzai thought about the winter clothes she had asked the Imperial Household Department to make for her, but she didn't know whether they were ready or not, so she waved to Zhang Ma and Qianxue to come over.

"Are you sending winter clothes to the palaces? Is mine ready? The weather is getting colder and colder. I have to wear thicker clothes before going out in the morning and evening."

Chun Changzai, who was standing beside him, also echoed, "Yeah, I've grown a lot taller this year, and I can't wear last year's winter clothes anymore."

Nanny Zhang and Qianxue looked at each other, and it was Nanny Zhang who answered Concubine Xin because she was the one in charge of the weaving room of the Imperial Household Department. Normally, Nanny Zhang wouldn't be needed to deliver clothes, but this time, the clothes for Concubine Zhao were ordered by the Emperor, so they had to take it seriously.

"To reply to Concubine Xin, since winter is coming soon, all palaces need to make new winter clothes, so it will take some time to complete them."

Xin Changzai looked at the box behind them and asked, "Which palace is this box sent to? Is it to Concubine Shen's place or Concubine Zhao's palace?"

Xin Changzai was not a person who knew nothing. As soon as she saw the box, she guessed which emperor's new favorite it belonged to. Otherwise, how could the Imperial Household Department be so quick? Didn't they see that the clothes of these old people were still waiting in line?

Seeing that Concubine Xin was not angry, Nanny Zhang also breathed a sigh of relief, "They are from Concubine Zhao's palace. The emperor gave an oral order for these clothes to be made as soon as possible. But Concubine Xin's clothes, I will ask the embroiderers to make them and send them to you as soon as possible when I go back."

Nanny Zhang didn't want to offend these masters. After all, Concubine Xin was not out of favor. Otherwise, if she whispered in the emperor's ear, she would be in trouble.

Xin Changzai knew the answer and stopped talking, "Then go ahead."

Nanny Zhang and Qianxue knelt down and left. Chun Chang could be vaguely heard asking innocently, "Wow! Sister Xin, how come you are so smart? You guessed it was for Concubine Zhao right away?"

"Silly girl, this palace..."

***

Fucha Xinyun is embroidering. Yes, after being raised in the Fucha family for more than ten years, she has learned some skills. Although she has not reached the level of An Lingrong, she is not bad. In order to show off in front of the emperor, Fucha Xinyun specially embroidered a purse for the emperor, which can also be regarded as a way for the emperor to think of her more.

Fucha Ruyi showed the pattern on the purse to Yutong Yulan, "Look, my embroidery is pretty good, isn't it?"

Yutong always believed that her master's work was the best. She took one look and praised, "My lady, your embroidery is really beautiful. I wonder how much the emperor likes it?"

Unlike Yutong, who spoke quickly, Yulan examined it carefully for a while, and hesitated to speak. Fucha Xinyun asked with a smile, "Yulan, is this question difficult? Do you need to think about it for so long?"

Yulan hesitated for a moment, but decided to express her opinion. "My lady, the Ruyi pattern on this purse is well embroidered, but aren't the fish and dragon embroidered too perfunctorily?"

Fu Cha Xinyun's eyes widened, "How can you tell that I was perfunctory?"

Yulan smiled and picked up the purse. "I have been serving you since I was a child. Even the maid praised your embroidery skills. How could it be just this level? How about you embroider a new one? That way the emperor will be happy to see it."

Fu Cha Xinyun laughed twice. It was indeed perfunctory. Who would be willing to embroider a purse for a big pig's hoof? Isn't there anything else to do? In the palace, if you don't advance, you will retreat. And Fu Cha Xinyun is a person who likes to enjoy life, so she can only strive to be the best and try her best to keep the favor.

If it were in modern times, who would care about such an old and fickle man? They would have run away as far away as possible.

No matter what she thought in her heart, Fucha Xinyun would not admit it on her face. "In addition to the embroiderers, there are also concubines in the palace who embroider purses for the emperor. What kind of craftsmanship has the emperor not seen? If he only looks at the skills, most of the concubines don't need to be sent. Can we compare with those embroiderers? So the most important thing is that we embroidered it ourselves. This is also my small gift. Maybe when the emperor sees this unique purse, he will be more likely to think of me."

Yulan couldn't argue with her master, and when she heard Fu Cha Xinyu's words, she thought it made some sense, so she stopped trying to persuade her.

Xiao Mingzi walked in and said, "My lady, the Imperial Household Department has sent your winter clothes."

Fu Cha Xinyun was a little surprised. This efficiency was really too fast. "Let them in."

Nanny Zhang and Qianxue carefully walked into Yilan Palace where Concubine Zhao lived, "Your servants come to see Concubine Zhao."

"Well, lay out all your clothes for me to see."

Several people unfolded the clothes in the box one by one for Fu Cha Xinyun to see. Fu Cha Xinyun touched these rare fabrics and found that clothes made of good materials were indeed good-looking.

Seeing that it was still early, Fu Cha Xinyun simply tried on all the clothes. Except for one of the cloaks which needed to be altered, there were no problems with the others. Embroiderer Qianxue altered it on the spot.

Fu Cha Xinyun called Xiao Mingzi in, "Go to Yangxin Palace and tell Eunuch Su that my winter clothes are ready."

"Yes."

Fu Cha Xinyun turned around and saw the palace maids from the Imperial Household Department who were doing the work. He rewarded them with a lot of silver and then began to prepare to meet the emperor in the evening.

After waiting for a long time, Xiao Mingzi didn't send any news. Not only that, he didn't come back either, so Fu Cha Xinyu didn't even know whether the emperor would come in the evening?

Seeing that it was getting darker and darker, Fu Cha Xinyun was just about to ask someone to go check when she heard Su Peisheng's voice, "The emperor has arrived."

Fu Cha Xinyun immediately went out to greet him, "Your Majesty, your concubine."

Yinzhen reached out his hand to help her up, "Excuse me, this is your new dress?"

Fucha Xinyun turned around and looked at Yinzhen, "Yes, does the emperor like it?"

Yinzhen saw Fucha Xinyun spinning around in the room like a little butterfly, and he just felt it was pleasing to the eye. He laughed out loud, "I like it, I like it very much. Yunruo still understands my heart."

When Fucha Xinyun saw that the emperor liked it, she knew she had done the right thing. When Yinzhen helped her choose the fabric with great interest, she thought of a possibility that maybe the emperor would also like to dress up lifelike dolls.

"Your Majesty, I have made other new clothes. Would you like to see them?"

The beauty is willing to dress up for you, but Yinzhen is unwilling to do so. So the two of them just do this, one changing clothes while the other admires her. They get along very well. In such a harmonious atmosphere, normally, the two of them can take a rest in this way or that way.

Unexpectedly, Fu Cha Xinyu felt dizzy and was about to fall to the ground.

Yinzhen was right beside her, so he caught her and said, "Yun Ruo, Yun Ruo? Call the imperial physician quickly."