Chapter 169: Repair without roundness (2)

Huier said quickly: "The previous Li Changzai was very petted, and she only asked the emperor if her skin was comparable to that of the queen, so she was demoted as a court lady and thrown into the dressing bureau. It is said that the emperor was so angry that she choked an apricot. There is a jade bottle of mutton fat in the Huachun Pavilion. Even Chief Zhang said that he had never seen the emperor so angry."
With a sneer in my heart, Shen Xiyao's move was seen by outsiders as an expression of his deep love for the queen and his deep affection.
If you love me, how can you leave me in the cold palace without paying attention for a year, and let me almost die in it?
If you love me, how can you create a new favorite in such a short time, sweet love?
If you love me, how can you know that I am there and have ordered the people of Lenggong to bury the queen mother?
But, what right do I have to make him continue to love me?
My heart was sore and painful, I couldn't help but bit my lips tightly, staring only at the embroidery work on my hand, not knowing how to comfort Yi Zhaorong, nor how to calm my heart.
There was a moment of silence in the room, the air was like gel, full of embarrassment. Huier was still clever, pouring tea into Yi Zhaorong’s cup, and then said to me: "Xie Niang has been embroidering for most of the day. Would you like to take a break? You didn’t eat much for lunch. I’m going to heat a bowl of soup. Bring some snacks."
I gave her a grateful look: "Thank you Ms. Hui'er, but the snack will get your hands dirty and the soup will be good."
Huier smiled, and Yi Zhaorong sat next to me, without mentioning any topic about the queen, just asking about my stitches and asking some questions.
After drinking a bowl of fragrant rice soup with fish mushrooms, I concentrated on embroidering the golden dragon. Occasionally I drank a sip of water without talking, just listening to Yi Zhaorong chatting with Huier and the others. When the twilight was four times together, the needle pierced the bright yellow silk, wound around and tied a knot, I put down the purse in my hand, rubbed my sour eyes, breathed a long breath, and the tight nerves relaxed, then I smiled. Handed the purse to Yi Zhaorong.
"Look, mother, what else is wrong?"
Yi Zhaorong's eyes shined brightly, adding a layer of bright color to her whole body. She turned the purse upside down in her hand and couldn't look at it. It took a while before she nodded in satisfaction, and then she looked at me with gratitude and appreciation.
"It's exactly the same, no, it's exactly the same!" Yi Zhaorong gently shook his head: "Xie Niang, your embroidery skills are too good."
I bend my knees slightly: "My wife is too much."
"Xie Niang, take a sip of soup and rest." She carefully put her purse on a tray and said to me.
I went to the back room and washed my hands. There were a few petals floating in the copper basin with water, which is very rare in this season. After washing, I looked around. I didn't have a towel. I was about to wipe my clothes when I suddenly passed a kerchief.
I looked up, and Yi Zhaorong was looking at me with a smile, with a water-colored silk kerchief in his hand, without any embroidery, in the simplest form.
"Thank you, Niang Niang." I wiped my hands, and it's not even if I hold the kerchief.
"This veil will reward you." Yi Zhaorong saw my embarrassment and smiled: "Come out."
Seeing me coming out, Huier brought a bowl of soup in due course. The soup was served in a blue and white azalea porcelain bowl with a clear color and a light aroma.
The moment I took over the bowl, I felt a little nervous. But looking at Yi Zhaorong's soft eyes, I still took a sip.
It is a bowl of sweet soup, with the taste of honey and osmanthus remaining between the lips and teeth, which makes people feel comfortable.
Holding the bowl, I suddenly thought of the lotus cheese that Yi Zhaorong mentioned before, and said: "The soup is so sweet, so sweet."
Yi Zhaorong was still immersed in the joy of embroidering the purse. Hearing what I said, the smile on her face was brighter, and her tone of voice was very light: "If you like it, drink two more bowls." She said to the court lady: "Bring the matching dim sum to Xie Niang to taste. She embroidered for a day and was exhausted."
"Thanks, Niang Niang." I took the bowl and took another sip, as if casually saying: "There is the fragrance of osmanthus here."
Yi Zhaorong nodded: "It is made with cinnamon honey. This cinnamon honey is made from honey produced by bees that only gather osmanthus nectar, so the taste and aroma are very pure."
I said "Oh": "It's really rare."
Hui'er proudly said next to her: "The empress loves the fragrance of flowers, so the emperor gave all kinds of nectar to the empress for cooking porridge."
I lowered my eyes slightly: "The grace of the empress is the only one in this palace."
Yi Zhaorong sighed: "It's just my favorite lotus, but the taste of the honey has changed."
"Honey is sweeter, but lotus is light." I smiled and said to Yi Zhaorong: "The sweetness of honey is naturally different from the flower itself. The servants are not talented, but I think privately, the nectar is mostly on the stamens, if it is a whole flower The boiled water-boiled porridge, then mixed with flower stamens and only sweet snowflakes, will taste better."
Yi Zhaorong's eyes lit up: "It makes sense for you to say that, but you can give it a try." Then he said to Huier: "According to Xie Niang, tell the small kitchen to have a try."
Hui'er went down according to her words, I looked at the sky, got up and said to Yi Zhaorong: "Manny, it's getting late, and the slave and maid must hurry back to the clothing bureau."
Yi Zhaorong didn't seem to hear it, but just picked up the purse and looked at it again. I thought she had something to worry about, so I waited for her to speak.
"When I look at it this way, I can't see the difference at all." Yi Zhaorong had a trace of doubt in her eyes. She looked at me, her smile faded: "It's as if this is what you embroidered."
I quickly stepped back and walked with a big gift: "Manny Zhaorong, please don't be joking. If someone hears it, the slave and maid's death 10,000 times is not enough."
Yi Zhaorong realized that she had said the wrong thing, and she gently stroked her purse: "It's a shame to stay in the clothing bureau with such a good craftsmanship."
She said and took my hands. Those hands that were once as white as the first-class mutton fat and white jade were soaked in water for a long time, and they had to rub the clothes vigorously. At this time, they had calluses. Only the whiteness has not changed, but the gloss is no longer, and there is no delicateness, leaving a deadly blue and white. It looks frightening and frightening.
"It's a pity to wash clothes with such hands." There was pity in Yi Zhaorong's eyes, and her words were soft as water: "It's a pity that your face is ruined, otherwise it would be nice to be by my side."
I lowered my head and said, "Xie Niang, Xie Niang Niang's kindness. It's just that the servant girl wants to go out of the palace at the age of twenty-five. I also ask Niang Niang to fulfill it.
"You don't have family anymore, isn't it okay to be in the palace?" Yi Zhaorong asked.
"Although there is no worries about food and clothing in the palace, it is too dangerous. For a lowly palace person like us, a careless one will lose his life. Although it is bitter outside the palace, it is free."
"But if you go out of the palace, I will feel a pity. You are so smart, if you can stay by my side, I also have a trustworthy person." Yi Zhaorong tilted his head, looking at me like a treasure . In her heart, I have inherited her great grace, and I can't repay it too much even if I end up in the next life. Moreover, it is every palace lady's dream to be the confidant of the favorite concubine. I have no reason not to.
I hurriedly said: "Niang Niang, the servant girl only wants to leave the palace, and I hope Niang Niang will make it happen."
Yi Zhaorong looked at me deeply, and finally sighed: "Well, it will be a long time to come, please think carefully about what I said. If I want to, I will not treat you badly."
"Thank you Niang Niang for your love." My tone was polite.
"Wait for Hui'er to take you back." Yi Zhaorong said, taking out a purse from the small drawer on the table: "These will reward you."
I took it. There was a lot of weight inside, and I thought it should be silver. I didn't refuse at the moment, thanked it and closed it.
"Those I said before..." Yi Zhaorong paused: "About the empress..."
I immediately understood what she meant, and said slightly: "The slave and the maid are terrified. The slave and the maid have concentrated on repairing what she didn't hear, and I hope the mother will forgive her sin."
Yi Zhaorong was taken aback, and then he stopped for a moment before helping me up: "Xie Niang..." She didn't go on, but there was a clear sense of relief in her eyes.
I just missed it, bowed my head slightly, and made a respectful look.
"Niang, the servant has already ordered the small kitchen to do it." Hui'er walked in with a smile: "The emperor will be here in no time, so let's prepare."
Yi Zhaorong's face suddenly showed infinite joy and sweetness. She glanced at me, and there was a delicate blush on her lotus-like cheeks.
"Xie Niang," her voice was as soft as a new bud: "I'm afraid you will be out of food when you go back. Huier, you go to the kitchen to get some food, and you will send her back when Niang Xie finishes eating." She said After leaving in a hurry, he walked briskly with joy.
I slowly sat on the low stool, and Chao Huier smiled apologetically: "I have to trouble you."
"It's okay." Hui'er didn't care: "You are tired of doing things for the empress. It's right to eat a meal." She smiled: "Wait, I saw that our food is ready. Let's get it now and eat together."
I'm really hungry, and I'm just a little maidservant, and there is nothing to refuse, just like Yi Zhaorong's silver, if I refuse, it will make her look different.
However, when Shen Xiyao is coming to Changchun Palace for dinner, my heart is beating suddenly, if he finds me here, he will probably only be angry. Thinking about it, I decided to finish eating early and hurry back.
After a while, Hui'er brought in the food, a bowl of bijing rice, a plate of braised pork, a plate of fried wolfberry sprouts with oil and salt, a stir-fried kidney flower and a pot of egg drop soup. The food has a faint scent, which is different from the cold and tasteless food in the clothing bureau. No matter the color, fragrance, it makes you appetite. I haven't eaten this kind of food for almost a year and a half.