My eunuch An is a yandere

Bai Ningwei was somewhat surprised that the animated stick figure she drew received praise and rewards from the Queen Mother.

In my previous life, the portrait of the empress dowager that I drew received only a few bland compliments.

This time I just drew a stick figure, but received a gilded powder shell butterfly earring.

The material of the hairpin is not expensive, but it is beautiful in style and fine in workmanship. It was also awarded by the Empress Dowager, which made many people jealous.

Bai Ningwei thanked him and returned to her seat, resisting the urge to open the box and admire the hairpin. No wonder everyone was jealous; this hairpin was truly a work of art. Even just looking at it close up was satisfying, let alone wearing it.

In her previous life, when Bai Ningwei was able to obtain such good things, she was already one of the four concubines and was over twenty years old. Whether it was to maintain the dignity of her noble position or to avoid looking younger than the concubines in their twenties, she no longer chose pink for her clothes and jewelry.

God knows how much she likes pink and tender things.

After collecting his thoughts, the ceremony of presenting birthday gifts continued in the main hall. The Empress Dowager's preferences were easy to guess. If the gift was good enough, she would praise it and reward it. If it wasn't, Madam Liang would give a few compliments without rewarding it. If it was someone she disliked, she would give a few sarcastic remarks, leaving the listener to ponder them.

At the end of the tribute, the Queen's painting of Guanyin was naturally taken out and displayed separately.

The empress dowager, who was about to speak about the hermaphrodite, changed her words after seeing the golden picture of Guanyin and said only one sentence.

"The Queen has put her heart into it this year."

Look at what you said. You only put your heart into it this year, but you didn’t put your heart into it in the years before that.

What he said seemed like praise, but in reality it was still criticism.

But the Queen's heart relaxed slightly. Every year, the old woman would use her birthday to lecture the nobles and other nobles in front of her at length, hoping someone would understand and depose her. Today, it ended with just one sentence, which made the Queen breathe a sigh of relief.

This beautiful white lady is indeed reliable.

Unfortunately, before the Queen could decide what reward to give Bai Ningwei for this matter, the Queen Mother's reward had already been announced by the eunuch.

A piece of brocade with a red background sprinkled with gold and a pomegranate and bat pattern.

It had been many years since the Empress Dowager had given her any reward. The Empress looked at the Yunjin that the Palace Maid had accepted without showing any emotion and thanked her respectfully, but she was actually gritting her teeth in hatred in her heart.

Everyone knew that she had injured herself giving birth to the princess, making it difficult for her to conceive. For so many years, she and His Majesty had been married, but they had never been pregnant.

Pomegranates have many seeds, and this piece of brocade is the Queen Mother's naked mockery of her, saying that she has no blessings because she has no children.

But she insisted on having this brocade cut into clothes and wearing them for everyone in the palace to see, to express her gratitude for the empress dowager's gift.

Bai Ningwei was sitting at the back of the banquet. Through the tables and chairs, she could see that even though the queen was sitting in the high seat with a smile on her face, there were actually dark clouds and thunder and lightning above her head.

Bai Ningwei had never imagined this situation, so she couldn't imagine whether the Queen would vent her anger afterwards.

After the birthday banquet, Bai Ningwei returned to Lingqi Palace with an uneasy heart.

At the door of the palace, he accidentally bumped into a young palace maid and stumbled.

"How dare you! Who is so blind as to bump into such a noble man?"

The little palace maid, knowing she was in trouble, immediately knelt down and kowtowed, constantly complaining.

"I deserve to die. Please forgive me this time, my lady."

Bai Ningwei was exhausted, her mind full of the palace intrigues and lawsuits. But unlike this native-born superior, she had never been in the habit of beating or killing palace servants for trivial matters, no matter how many lifetimes she had lived.

"Alright, fine her some money to teach her a lesson."

Bai Ningwei now just wanted to stay in her chaise longue, thinking of nothing, doing nothing, and being a mindless wooden person. So she decided to punish her directly, saving the trouble of putting her in jail to educate the little palace maid.

As for the fine, I can just find a reason to reward it back later.

This little episode was over with Bai Ningwei.

But I can't get over it because I'm on green alert.

Although the master let the little palace maid go, the little palace maid's voice sounded a little familiar to her.

After handing the master over to the newly promoted senior palace maid Cai He, Gualü turned around and pinched the chin of the younger palace maid who had not yet stood up.

"It's you?!"

Gualv was shocked. Who else could the kneeling maid be if not Cui'er?!

But wasn't Cui Er the cleaner of Eve Palace? Why did she come to their Lingqi Palace?

"How will you be here?"

Gualv was shocked and angry, and his tone was filled with real anger.

"Sister Gualü must have recognized the wrong person. My name is Fuzi, and I was sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs to clean the Lingqi Palace."

Fuzi?

Gualü pinched Fuzi's face and looked around. There was no doubt that this face belonged to Cuier, so why was she called Fuzi again?

And he was assigned to do the cleaning. Why does this seem so wrong?

"Your name is Fuzi, so who is Cui'er?"

"Sister Gualü, I don't know Cui'er."

Fuzi knelt on the ground with his head lowered, insisting that he was not Cui'er, and his tone sounded aggrieved, as if he had been really misunderstood.

But her fingertips, clenched until they turned white, proved that she was actually extremely nervous.

It's okay, it's okay. That person said that Hui Meiren would definitely not kill her, and would definitely let her go.

As long as she can stay, then I will be truly safe.

Seeing Cui'er's stubbornness, she turned around and walked towards the side hall with a green face. She wanted to report this matter to her master.

In the side hall, Bai Ningwei had already taken off her hair ornaments, and Caihe was wringing out a handkerchief to help her wash her face.

Seeing that his master looked tired, Gualü thought for a moment and walked up to him and told him about Cui'er's transformation into Fuzi.

"Is this happening?"

Bai Ningwei was also surprised. She had been in so much trouble recently, and if she traced it back to the source, it was all connected to Cui'er.

Although there is no evidence, Cui'er must have been involved in how the duck down bag ended up in the emperor's hands.

If it weren't for the duck down bag incident, she wouldn't be living such a hard life now, having to run around everywhere to protect herself.

She originally wanted to lie down.

"Call them in. I want to see what's going on."

Gualü received the order and turned around to bring Fuzi in.

Now Bai Ningwei lives alone in a palace, and is served by four palace maids. It cannot be said that they are of one mind, but interrogating a palace maid who cleans the house is not something worth discussing.

In addition, it has been some time since the previous reward, and if we investigate some people and things now, no one would think that she was unwilling to donate the treasure.

As soon as Fuzi came in, he fell to the ground and spoke anxiously.

"My dear Lady Hui, I know my maid's name is indeed Fuzi. The Imperial Household Department has the records on file. You can send someone to check and find out."

Bai Ningwei raised her eyebrows. The archives of the Ministry of Internal Affairs had all been revealed. It seemed that the person behind Fu Zi was not simple.

Looking at this little palace maid who had her head buried from beginning to end, Bai Ningwei curled her lips in impatience.

"Keep your head up."