Seeing that the water became deeper, Song Anle quickly said to the young father-in-law beside her: "Hurry up, come and help."

Several young father-in-law surrounded him. At this time, Mei Xin had approached the little palace maid. Seeing that the little palace maid was excited, she said gently: "Don't be nervous, I'm here to save you."

The little palace maid really grabbed Mei Xin like she saw a savior, which made Mei Xin almost unable to stand firm. Fortunately, the two of them stood firm with the help of the little palace maid's footsteps.

Mei Xin held the little palace maid in one hand and balanced her body in the deep water with the other. At this time, the little palace maid realized that the depth of the water would not drown her at all.

"Be careful." Song Anle was by the pool, never letting go of her nerves. It was not until Mei Xin and the little palace maid were supported by several father-in-law and palace maids that she said with concern: "How is it, are you injured?"

Mei Xin just shook her head tremblingly, and the little palace maid was Bai Yun who was careless. At this time, her whole body had been dyed, and her face was dark and shallow, but she seemed to have not recovered from the shock, so she looked dull and trembling.

Song Anle quickly said to the people beside him: "Hurry up...go and find some clothes for them."

It was originally the people watching on the side, but then they all recovered from their fear, so someone quickly handed over the discarded cloth and wrapped it in them. The temperature here was better, otherwise they would probably be frozen to death even if they were not drowned.

Some people were quick to deal with and brought them hot water, which also reduced their chills. But at this time, Bai Yunteng stood up from the ground. Without everyone's response, she rushed towards a palace maid in the crowd.

"Bitch-man, did you push me just now?" Bai Yun grabbed the little palace maid's clothes. Because her face was dyed with color, it was difficult to see her facial expression clearly, but from her actions and her excited and angry tone, she could imagine the anger on her face.

The little palace maid named Xiaoxi is known to everyone here, so she did not take Bai Yun's question seriously, but pushed Bai Yun away the hand holding her clothes impatiently, and sorted out her clothes without any rush.

Bai Yun was just an impatient person, and she was used to being careless, so she could withstand Xiaoxi's ignorance, so she tore Xiaoxi's hair with both hands and said viciously: "I will tear you off your mouth today and tell you that you can't speak in the future. Little slut."

"Ah...you crazy..." Xiaoxi couldn't escape, and she couldn't escape. Her hair was torn by Baiyun. She struggled a little, but she was still hurting herself, so she had to ask for help first.

"Stop it." Seeing this, Song Anle was hard to control. She quickly asked for help from her father-in-law on the side and said anxiously: "Hurry, go and stop them."

Several father-in-law also experienced the horror between women. They quickly went up and pulled the two people who were tearing each other apart, but they didn't let me and I didn't let you get entangled. They took a lot of effort to separate them.

Seeing that they were still quite intense, Song Anle roared angrily: "Enough, stop me."

In a roar, all the onlookers were startled, and Bai Yun and Xiao Xi no longer entangled each other. In a silence, Song Anle still said with an angry look on his face: "The Holy Land of the Palace, how can you make trouble like this?"

Baiyun still said angrily: "My little master, she pushed the slave into the destined pool first. I must take revenge."

"Why do you say I pushed you?" Xiaoxi was not inferior to Bai Yun's attitude. She then said sarcastically: "I think you fell in with clumsyness."

"You..." Bai Yun was so angry that she relieved her for a moment, and then said, "It was obvious that you and me were just above the dye pond. Who else could you have?"

"You can say it's me?" Xiaoxi said as if nothing had happened: "What about the evidence? Who saw that I pushed you into the dye pool?"

Xiaoxi reached out to Baiyun, showing a slight pride. Baiyun looked at the onlookers. I guess even if someone saw that Xiaoxi caused her to fall into the destined pool, no one would be willing to come out to offend people at this time, but she had no favorable evidence, so Xiaoxi was helpless.

"Little Master;" Baiyun had a deep impression of Song Anle, so she said to her in a blink of an eye: "Everything is true, it is indeed her who pushed her into the destined pond. You want to be the master of her."

After a short period of understanding of the palace ladies, Song Anle believed that with Baiyun's temperament, she should not lie in public. Moreover, she has always been careless and speaks without restraint. People with this temperament are more likely to suffer impulsive losses, but they are particularly prone to being true friends.

Xiaoxi's attitude was always arrogant from beginning to end, so even though she was indeed wronged in this matter, her aura of rejecting people from thousands of miles and her proud attitude had already lost people's hearts.

No matter what, Song Anle is the person in charge here, and she also takes the name of a small master. Whether it is to people or things, she must treat it with a fair heart, at least to convince the public.

"I will further investigate this matter and will definitely give you justice to the two of you. Therefore, during this period, you must not use force to resolve the barriers without voluntarily, otherwise I will punish you severely." Song Anle rarely showed his prestige, which was the awe of everyone's first meeting, so everyone nodded timidly.

"But..." Bai Yun said unwillingly: "I saw her pushing me with my own eyes. Why did she say there is nothing?"

"You just saw her pushing you, but your eyes cannot be evidence in favor of you. I hope you can calm down and keep your impulse in case of things. I will only repent for you. Can you understand?" Song Anle not only wanted to remind others, but mainly hoped that Bai Yun could not be impulsive when dealing with things. Even if she was indeed framed, her impulse had already lost to the enemy.

Bai Yun hummed unwillingly, and she glanced at Xiao Xi who was still proud of herself, and she had the urge to rush forward and kill her.

"It is not ruled out that this matter is just an accident, but Bai Yun is indeed the victim, so I allowed her not to be on duty for the time being. Xiao Xi will temporarily replace her task first."

"What?" Xiaoxi said in surprise: "I want me to replace her?"

Song Anle said softly: "You are a person from the decoction pool. Now that she has an accident, you can only take care of it first. When there is a free person, I will arrange to replace you."

Song Anle did not give Xiaoxi another chance to speak, then she said in a blink of an eye: "Okay, this matter has ended here. I don't want to hear related gossip. Let's do it."

The onlookers nodded and retreated, and each returned to their posts. Xiaoxi looked angry, but due to Song Anle's small position, she couldn't compete with her openly.

When Xiaoxi was still dissatisfied after Song Anle left and the other palace ladies began to disperse, she was still dissatisfied, so she angrily snorted. Bai Yun, who happened to be on the side, finally won a game for herself, so she also looked at Xiaoxi who was angry with pride.

Xiaoxi would be even more angry, but Bai Yun said happily: "I deserve it."

"You..." I don't know if it was Xiaoxi's angry speech or Baiyun turned around and ignored her, but Xiaoxi's face was flushed and red, and she couldn't vent her anger.

As for Song Anle's intention, she not only refuted Baiyun, but also seemed to be treated fairly, but she also took this opportunity to help Baiyun get a rest and punished Xiaoxi for all Baiyun's affairs. This may be the saying that harms others and yourself.

After the work of the palace people, the cloth was gradually decreasing and the finished products were increasing, resulting in a shortage of drying places. Song Anle had to leave the dyeing room and find a way in the drying place.

Zhanju followed her, looking at the endless drying area, which was covered with dyed cloth, densely packed with each other, and there was no room left.

"My master, you see that it's full of hangings. I think we'd better go to other places to look for it." Zhan Ju said, helping Song Anle uncover the cloth that was hanging so that the two of them could walk.

Song Anle looked at the already full hanger and couldn't find any gaps. He thought that he could complete the task by solving the manpower, but he didn't expect that many problems had just appeared.

"There are other places, but people have to watch such precious fabrics all the time. If someone accidentally damages them, we can't afford them, so we should report them to Director Zhao first to solve the problem."

"The little master thinks that Zhao will take care of us." Zhan Ju said with a complaining heart: "They know that they are idle all day long and are greedy for pleasure, so how can they pay attention to the suffering of us?"

Song Anle thought about it, but no matter how much he thought about it, he could only gain incompetence for himself and force himself to learn to be patient or take it lightly before he could reach this position.

"You are not allowed to say that." Song Anle said with a little reproach: "Since others can do this, naturally, someone else's authority will blame themselves for being incompetent and no other complaints are allowed."

"Okay." Zhanju pouted her little mouth, obviously with a reluctance.

Song Anle was already used to the temperament of cuckoo, so she said again: "I'll go to Master Zhao's place, you can go back first."

"You little master, are you really going?" Zhan Ju looked at her with disagreement with her going.

Song Anle pretended to be cold and said, "Why don't you go together too?"

"No...no...no..." Zhanju waved her hands repeatedly and said, "I'd better stay where I'll be cooler."
Chapter completed!