Back In Time (The Reincarnation of the Cruel Concubine)

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The cold wind again blew, slowly and coolly, flying a strand of hair of the beautiful princess of Ming Empire. Zhou Fang Yin tidied up the orange hanfu he was wearing, especially for today, he chose the best hanfu suit he had. A little too luxurious indeed, but let it be, the person he will visit is very fond of luxury. The princess stared ahead and walked gracefully, entering the courtyard of the queen pavilion.

His arrival this time was greeted by the ladies in the queen pavilion, Dayang Yue lowered her head as Zhou Fang Yin and the entourage arrived before her, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Rise!" her word.

"I'd like to visit the Queen Mother."

"Okay, Your Majesty."

"Is Mom inside?" ask the princess.

Dayang Yue nodded, "There, Your Majesty. Please come in."

Dayang Yue and a few other ladies-in-waiting gave way, they led the princess to where the empress was. Zhou Fang Yin smiled inwardly, rightly guessed, the empress was in her room. It was not in vain that he visited in the morning, because the queen's room was his goal.

Zhou Fang Yin bowed respectfully as he arrived before the mother, "Greetings, Empress Mother."

"Rise!" her word. Yang Jia Li frowned looking at the presence of Wu Li Mei's daughter. "What are you here for?"

"Sorry to interrupt Mom's time."

Zhou Fang Yin called one of the ladies-in-waiting, "I want to ask to be taught embroidery, I always find it difficult to make beautiful embroidery like the Empress Mother."

Yang Jia Li nodded his head, the empress became delighted and was proud to receive the praise. Embroidering was indeed one of his skills, one that he could be proud of as well. His skill in embroidery need not be doubted, noble girls are always equipped with hand skills, embroidery one of them.

"Alright." the empress broke up.

"I don't have any plans today anyway."

"Thank you, Mother."

Zhou Fang Yin brought the equipment he used to embroider, the young girl arranged it on the table.

"How about we just embroider in the cottage, there are many things that can be used as inspiration." asked Yang Jia Li, the woman was always embroidered in the cottage near her lotus pond. Hearing the gurgling of water will be more helpful to calm down, embroidering requires patience and inner calm.

Zhou Fang Yin glanced to the right and left, "Is that so?"

"Yes!" reply the mother, "Honey, pack the equipment embroider Princess Fang Yin, and move it to the cottage." said the empress.

The maids rushed to do their duty, they packed the equipment embroider the princess.

"Wait!!" jolt Zhou Fang Yin.

"No, not Mom." the princess smiled brightly, "I want to be here, it's too cold outside."

"I'm.I'm feeling a little fever today." Zhou Fang Yin touched his forehead with a palm, "I'm afraid the cold wind will make it worse."

"Oh, fine then."

"The weather is getting colder indeed, I can't wait for the first snow to fall." Yang Jia Li added.

Yang Jia Li also relented, he ordered his maids to take the embroidery equipment that belonged to the empress.

The two imperial women sat on chairs facing each other, they took out a piece of cloth and began to make patterns. Yang Jia Li made embroidery with a picture of a phoenix and the princess embroidered a floral motif.

Thirty minutes passed with misery for the princess, Yang Jia Li was too excited that the empress was cool to embroider herself rather than teach her. Zhou Fang Yin quietly rotated his eyeballs as the empress mother returned to praise the results of her own embroidery.

"Wooooaaamm!" Yang Jia Li yawned widely, embroidering made him sleepy even though it was still morning.

The empress glanced at the results of Zhou Fang Yin's embroidery, the ugly embroidery she thought. Yang Jia Li rose up, "I think you are indeed not talented, princess."

"You have to study harder."

Zhou Fang Yin darted towards the door, the door was closed and no maids were watching him. This time, the gods must be on his side.

The princess quickly searched the contents of Yang Jia Li's room, ranging from bookshelves, drawers, dressers, to her bed. Wishing there was something he could get there, something useful to free Wu Li Mei from the prosecutor's department's prison.

"Isshhh...why is there nothing here." grumbled the princess, Yang Jia Li's bookshelf contains only old books that have never been touched.

"Is there something here?"

"In the drawer! Did I check."

"Isshhh."

Zhou Fang Yin searched as he continued to grumble, as there was nothing suspicious that he got there.

The princess stood in the middle, passing on one by one things that she had not yet explored. His gaze was fixed on a point he had not touched, a small drawer near the queen mother's bed.

Zhou Fang Yin gasped as he heard the clattering of steps that were starting to approach, had Yang Jia Li already returned?

The princess immediately ran towards the side of Yang Jia Li's bed, she opened one by one the pieces in the drawer. It turns out that there is a storage place for the empress's valuables.

"Darling Yue! Did you see my trinkets?"

The empress's voice echoed in the hallway of her pavilion, it seemed like Yang Jia Li was right in front of the door of her room.

"Darling Yue?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Take me trinkets, I want to put them in my embroidery."

Damn, just as Yang Jia Li was about to return to his room. Zhou Fang Yin searched with trembling hands, but nil.

"Issshh!"

"Oh, come on, I have to save mom."

"Oh, god, just help me this time."

A piece of paper tucked inside the book sheet fell off, it looked like an important document. Zhou Fang Yin reached out to grab her, it was a sign of proof of mercury purchase.

In the paper, there is a complete record of purchases ranging from sellers, buyers, to recipients. Zhou Fang Yin frowned, he felt familiar with the stamp on the sheet.

The princess flicked her finger, "Dynasty Su!" his screeches.

The door of the room opened, Yang Jia Li rounded his eyes. "What are you doing there?!!" his jolt.

The empress went into her room, lifting up her hanfunya to immediately arrive before Zhou Fang Yin.

"What are you doing here?!"

Zhou Fang Yin glanced to the right and left while gulping a rough, severe spit, what should he say.

"What are you hiding behind you?!" Yang Jia Li looked at the strange gurgle the princess showed, Zhou Fang Yin stood frozen and both of his hands were hidden behind.

Infuriated, Yang Jia Li withdrew Zhou Fang Yin's two hands.

"Ma. I'm sorry, Mom, I accidentally hurt my finger."

Successfully, the princess managed to fool the empress. Yang Jia Li did not look at the sheet of paper he had hidden behind his hanfun arm, but instead he had to willingly stick the needle into his index finger until it bled.

"Obati lukamu!" his orders.