After hearing this, Cuilan still didn't understand, "Princess Yi wants Xueling, but the king didn't give it. At this time, she gives Xueling to Princess Yi. Will Princess Yi treat it well? Madam, why don't you give Xueling to Princess Xiao?"

In Cuilan's heart, the most powerful person in the harem is Princess Xiao. Even Princess Yi will give in to her.

Yelv Meizhi went to the chair, sat down gracefully, picked up the tea with one hand, and bent the corners of her mouth with an unfathomable face.

Cuilan saw Yelv Meizhi smile and didn't speak. She was in a hurry, "empress!"

After Yelv Meizhi took a sip of tea, she asked in a slow voice, "Cuilan, do you remember what the king gave to the empress of the imperial concubine Jin Buyao a few days ago?"

Cuilan immediately said, "remember, I'm afraid no one in the palace knows. The slaves in the imperial concubine's Palace are now horizontal in the palace!"

Yelv Meizhi said softly, "that's it."

Cuilan frowned and said, "as soon as the empress said this, the maidservant seemed to understand that giving it to the princess would offend people. Giving it to empress Xiao would also offend people. Giving it to empress Yi would still offend people. This little thing is really difficult for the empress."

After a moment of silence, Cuilan suddenly flashed a light in her head and asked, "empress, since it's so difficult, the maid secretly sent it outside the palace?"

Princess Yi shook her head and rejected Cuilan's suggestion. "It's not right. When the palace took it back to the palace, naturally someone saw it. If it was lost, the king will investigate the princess's life in the future. Naturally, the palace can't get rid of the relationship and it's hard to blame."

After listening to Yelv Meizhi's analysis, Cuilan frowned more tightly and said with a tone of self reproach: "ah! It's not OK to let it go. It's really troublesome to give it away. It's all my fault. If I hadn't brought it back to see my mother at that time, my mother wouldn't be so difficult!"

Yelv Meizhi sighed gently and said with some regret, "it's a blessing, not a disaster. It can't be avoided. Just send it to the imperial concubine's palace. Whether it's a blessing or a disaster depends on its nature."

Cuilan smelled the speech and couldn't bear it. "Ah? Won't it die?"