The imperial concubine sneered lightly and said: "Look at what the queen said, I also like to drink scented tea."

"There are not many scented teas in my palace. I think they are only enough for one person. If the imperial concubine wants it, she can go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to get some scented tea and then ask someone to bring it over. I can just ask someone to make it for you."

, Wen Xian raised her hand and placed it on the soft pillow beside her.

The two started arguing about the scented tea, and everyone in the palace was already used to it.

Didn’t the Imperial Concubine and the Empress always quarrel like this over the years?

It was the first time for the new concubines who entered the palace to see these two arguing, and some of them were timid and frightened.

He was afraid that if the two of them got into trouble, the city gate would catch fire and the fish in the pond would be affected.

After standing for a long time in fear, everyone felt relieved when they saw that although the two of them were fighting fiercely, they didn't do anything else.

It's just Chi Cairen who is still kneeling there despite suffering.

In the final analysis, it was also Chi Cairen's fault. He was really a crazy person who imitated the imperial concubine.

The two were arguing for a while. Jiang Yuming saw that Yan Xiuyi's seat was empty and asked Concubine Ning Shu softly, "Why didn't Yan Xiuyi come?"

"I don't know. I heard that I was ill. I called the imperial doctor early this morning. I'm afraid there won't be any results for a while now." Concubine Ning Shu said softly.

Jiang Yuming nodded: "When I first saw her yesterday, I noticed that she was feeling a little uncomfortable. Unexpectedly, she became even more serious today."

Concubine Ning Shu smiled and said, "Hey, this disease comes like a mountain, and it goes down quite quickly."

Jiang Yuming smiled and started chatting with Concubine Ning Shu. Concubine Bai Xian, who was in the middle, turned a deaf ear and tasted the tea in her hand. Only very rarely did Concubine Bai Xian say a word or two.

And most of them were with Jiang Yuming.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Wen Xian looked at Chi Cairen, who had been kneeling on the ground for a while, and said, "Chi Cairen, why are you kneeling here without saying a word? Look at Chi Cairen, who is just talking to you.

Forgot."

The imperial concubine, who was quarreling with the queen one second, said with a smile the next second: "Oh, it's also Chi Cai's fault for being honest. Chi Cai, please get up quickly. The queen didn't notice you for a moment, so you won't be angry.

Bar."

Chi Cairen held up his numb legs, kowtowed to Wen Xian, and said, "How could it be possible? I am kneeling here by myself. What does it have to do with the Queen?"

"That's good, so you don't have to go out and tell everyone about how the Queen treats you." The imperial concubine chuckled.

"But having said that, Chi Cairen, your clothes are a bit out of place." Han Xiaoyi stood up and said, "Chi Cairen's clothes are very good, it doesn't look like you are a talented person.

What’s more, even I have never seen such good materials.”

Jiang Yuming turned to look at the clothes on Chi Cairen's body. She recognized the material. It was the Thousand Color Brocade unique to southern Xinjiang. It was extremely rare. She had five pieces in her palace.

Three of them were given by the emperor, and two were found by her father by chance when he went out and gave them to her. How could Chi Cairen afford such precious fabrics?

"Back to Xiaoyi, this dress was made by my mother when I entered the palace. As for the fabric, I really don't know where it came from. I only know that this dress is very beautiful.

", Chi Cai said humanely.

Jiang Yuming frowned, looking at Chi Cairen's exposed white wrist, which had a vivid spring flower tattooed on it.

"Okay, let's wrap up today's greetings and go back." Wen Xian glanced at Chi Cairen, who was kneeling on the ground.

After Jiang Yuming returned, he wrote another letter home and prepared to send it out of the palace.

Just as Jiang Yuming closed the envelope, Meng Chengye came in.

"Chacha is sending a letter home?" Meng Chengye stood behind Jiang Yuming and looked at the envelope in Jiang Yuming's hand.

Jiang Yuming turned around in surprise: "Your Majesty? Why didn't you let anyone know when you came in?"

Meng Chengye smiled and said: "I saw you writing something seriously with your head down in the yard. I couldn't bear to disturb you, so I didn't ask them to pass it on."

Jiang Yuming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your Majesty, you are also serious."

"What are you writing about? I heard that you just wrote a letter home a while ago and you wrote another one today. Is there anything you can't tell me about?" Meng Chengye snorted softly, "I am yours.

Husband, if you have anything, you can tell me."

Jiang Yuming put down the letter in her hand, put it aside, pulled Meng Chengye to sit down on the soft couch, and said: "It's not that I can't tell the emperor that before I entered the palace for the draft, someone brought a bowl of poison to me.

Concubine, fortunately, I am blessed with great fortune, so I didn’t drink that bowl of poison.”

"Oh? Is this possible?" Meng Chengye hugged Jiang Yuming in surprise.

"Yes, fortunately the maid next to me was cautious and tested the poison with a silver needle, otherwise I might have drank it." Jiang Yuming sighed, "If that's the case, I'm afraid I don't have this.

Fufen is sitting here chatting with the emperor."

Meng Chengye nodded: "What happened next?"

"Later I remembered that the maid who delivered the medicine to me had a winter jasmine on her wrist, and the pattern was lifelike. However, I couldn't remember for a while whether the maid was a maid in my family." Jiang Yuming

said softly.

"Later I sent someone to ask my family, and my father told me that all maids must be clean and should not have tattoos or scars," Jiang Yuming said.

"In other words, that maid is not your maid." Meng Chengye continued.

Jiang Yuming nodded and said, "Yes, I later remembered that the tattoo was not something I had seen on Chi Cairen's wrist before."

Meng Chengye raised his eyebrows: "This is not a difficult matter. I asked people to arrest her and send her to the Criminal Punishment Department. The wonderful nuns there will naturally have a way to make her tell the truth."

Jiang Yuming waved his hand and said: "Your Majesty, please don't scare the snake. I remember that the figure of that person is different from Chi Cairen's, which means that Chi Cairen is likely to have other accomplices. Your Majesty

Isn’t this just a warning to others?”

Meng Chengye nodded: "What does Chacha want?"

Jiang Yuming looked at the family letter on the desk and said: "I have divorced and written a letter asking my family to find out the origin of this thousand-color brocade. The thousand-color brocade in southern Xinjiang is a unique specialty and is produced every year."

The quantity produced is very small, and it usually takes two years to make one piece of cloth. With such a great honor and the prosperity of my mother's family, I only got five pieces, and two pieces of thousand-color brocade were needed to make one dress.
Chapter completed!