Chapter 161: Qingtian Own Overnight Road (Part 2) (1)

On the second day, Yi Zhaorong sent Huier to quietly bring me the cut skirt and silk thread, and also sent various sweets and candles. After I received it, I started embroidering non-stop.
The skirt is a moon-white six green lotus leaf skirts, and the silver cloud pattern on it is looming, just like the lightly floating clouds in the moonlight. No other pattern embroidery patterns.
When Hui'er brought the silk thread, she couldn't help but ask me: "Xie Niang, can you just use silver silk thread? Don't you want other winks? This white skirt is too plain, right?"
I shook my head but didn't answer her, only said: "This is a skirt. You have to ask Yi Zhaorong to make a short coat of light silver when you go back, and let the Weaving Bureau embroider the treasure pattern on the neckline and cuffs."
Although Huier wanted to know what pattern I wanted to embroider, she should have told her to come to Yi Zhaorong. She didn't bother me to ask more, put down the silk thread and other things and left quickly.
I gently stroked such a skirt, which should be a tribute woven silk from Suzhou. It feels smooth and soft, and it doesn't have the unique coolness of silk and satin. It is most suitable for summer wear because it is soft and does not stick to the body.
I spread out the skirt, thought and designed it a few times, and then used a pen dipped in silver powder to finely point out the rough patterns, and then I embroidered it. The silver powder will be washed off after the water passes. It is a common thing for folk embroiders to draw embroidery patterns before embroidering. The embroiderers in the palace are all top-notch women, and most of them know what they are.
But it's always best to have a layer of protection for everything. After all, you don't know whether there will be bias in the process of doing it, which will ruin the overall situation.
I don't intend to embroider any patterns, because if it is a large-scale embroidery, Shen Xiyao will definitely see that it was done by himself, and it will inevitably cause trouble. I just wanted to borrow Yi Zhaorong's hand, leave here quietly, and then slowly figure out a way to make Shen Xiyao think of me, miss me, and accept me. But where to go, I thought about it for a long time in the previous half month, and finally chose a place for myself. I just hope that Yi Zhaorong can do what I want.
In the evening three days later, Huier came to fetch the skirt. At this moment, I am finishing with the last rays of sunlight. Huier had to sit and wait. Fortunately, she also brought the pastries and snacks that Yi Zhaorong gave me this time. I asked her to use some for herself, then squinted and carefully added the last few places.
Hui'er was boring to wait, but this place is located in the cold palace, and it is also a place with extremely demon spirit in the legend. She did not dare to walk around at will, so she had to talk to me to relieve her boredom.
"Xie Niang, if Niang Niang gave you grace this time, are you planning to go back to Xiulan Pavilion?" She asked casually.
I shook my head: "I don't want to go back." My heart moved: "If the empress has mercy, I hope I can go to the clothing bureau."
"Clothing Bureau?" Hui'er was very surprised: "What's so good about that place? You work hard every day and keep your hands in the water. Isn't it a pity that you have a pair of skillful hands?"
I did not comment: "It was these hands that made me where I am now. I would rather use them to work." After a pause, I explained: "The coat bureau is the furthest away from the harem. Although it is hard work, it is hard to offend the nobles in the palace and me This is the best place for people who just want to live a peaceful life."
Hui'er nodded as if understanding, patted the crumbs on her hands and said: "If you want to go to some fattened place, you will be embarrassed. But if it's the dressing bureau, there must be no problem."
I didn't stop my work, and listened to Hui'er's words and laughed: "The mother is so spoiled, such a small arrangement is naturally not difficult. I didn't want to cause trouble to the mother."
Pride floated on Hui'er's face: "If you say it is favored, we are the first in the harem."
There was a tingling pain from my fingertips. I looked down. Blood the size of rice beads leaked from my fingertips and gradually became the size of soybeans. It was accidentally stabbed by a needle. I put my finger in my mouth and sucked, but there was an inexplicable tingling in my heart.
Hui Er didn't pay attention, and said to herself: "The emperor spends most of the time at my wife's side every month. Even if she doesn't turn over the sign, he will eat with my wife. This honor has never been seen in the palace. It."
I nodded, but I remembered in my heart that Shen Xiyao would definitely go to Kunning Palace to see me, and at least accompany me with one meal a day. At that time, I was a queen, even if I got a special favor, it was also the empress’s harmonious love. The performance is a model of folk couples, and naturally no one will disagree. But at this time, Yi Zhaorong was only a fourth-grade female, and she was not yet the highest Shuyuan in the female level. Such a special pet would definitely be criticized by the front harem. Hui'er only saw her master being favored. On the surface, the scenery was infinite, but in fact, she was already facing an abyss behind her.
My tone was soft: "Ms. Zhaorong is so beautiful, and she is so nice, the emperor must like it."
Hui Er naturally did not hear the little bit of sourness in my tone that maybe only she knew, but was happy because I praised her master. In her eyes, I was just a punished embroiderer, and then I was just going to the coat bureau to do a low-level job. What's more, Yi Zhaorong was kind to me, so she said in front of me that I can’t talk to other palaces on weekdays. What people say is no harm.
I saw that she deliberately fiddled with a pair of wrong gold bracelets of filigree chrysanthemums on her wrists, and stretched out a tourmaline ring in her hand in front of me.
"You see, these are rewarded by my niece, but they are better than the usual ones, worn by the maidens." She was proud of her face: "The good things that the emperor rewarded my niece would be more. Qian There is a pot sculpture in a few days, and it is even more exquisite."
I took a look at the tourmaline ring. Although the color was not perfect, it was also top-notch, plus a large one with four turquoise stones beside it. Look at the pair of bracelets. They are exquisitely crafted and meticulously carved. Indeed, as Hui'er said, there are not many such jewellery in the ordinary lady. This also shows that Yi Zhaorong is a generous person.
I smiled and said, "Ms. Hui'er is a powerful maid beside Zhaorong, naturally different from others."
Hui'er was even more happy when she heard my sentence, and she sat closer to me and said: "My mother is really good to me. I have a share of any good things. Everyone is envious."
I just smile and don't talk.
"But Niangniang treats me well because I have been by her side all the time, and I must be different from others. I think that Niangniang was just a little noble person back then. The beauty who lived with her offended Concubine Liu and was banned. There are not many quilts in winter. No one dares to see her. Only my wife sent me to send the quilts to charcoal fire quietly and share her meals with her. This can save her life."
"Then you have also experienced danger." I answered.
"No, I was almost discovered. If I found out, let alone my wife being punished, I'm afraid I won't even have my life."
I smiled and said, "Good people have rewards. Empress Zhao Rong is now strong in her holy family. I think no one will be embarrassed. Hui Er, you are also a shameless maid. In the future, you don’t have to go out to the palace or stay with Zhao Rong. I'm worried."
Hui'er curled her lips: "The empress is a favorite, but after all she is not a concubine, she will still be bullied by Concubine Liu and Concubine Li."
I raised my eyebrows: "Why? Isn't Concubine Liu the most gentle character?"
Hui'er snorted: "The gentle one is Hefei Empress. Concubine Liu looked weak and gentle, she was just in front of the emperor. In front of others, she was very proud."
A little sneer appeared on my lips, how did I not know the arrogance of Concubine Liu?
"Several times, the emperor has uploaded my wife’s bedtime. There is always something wrong with Concubine Liu. It’s not that the little princess is uncomfortable, or what’s wrong with her. It’s the middle of the night when my wife is waiting in the Hall of Junlu. Or, my wife is in the royal palace. Concubine Liu will also go if she drives with the study. As soon as she goes, my wife will not stay long, so she can only come back."
I was shocked in my heart, I didn't want Concubine Liu to be so blatantly favored. However, listening to Hui'er's tone, it seemed that Shen Xiyao didn't care. If Shen Xiyao doesn't care, then, on the one hand, it shows that he still favors Concubine Liu, on the other hand, it also shows that Yi Zhaorong is not very special in his heart.
"The Concubine Liu has a little princess, and the emperor naturally loves it more." At this time, I can only say some reassuring words. The dissatisfaction of wanting to come to Hui'er reflects the psychology of Yi Zhaorong.
"Speaking of the little princess, I heard that Concubine Liu doesn't like it very much." Hui Er lowered her voice and said, "I heard that the emperor promised to make her the queen if she gave birth to the prince, but the queen dowager will take the lead. His daughter was married to the palace. Later, she gave birth to a daughter. The emperor was the only one who favored the queen at that time, and the little princess was raised by the queen when she was born, and Concubine Liu did not even get promoted, and her heart was very upset. Later, the little princess Although she came back, the mother in Feixu Hall said that Concubine Liu seldom hugs her and is not affectionate."
I "hush": "Don't say so, there is no real mother who doesn't love her child." But I felt sad. In fact, I know whether Concubine Liu likes Linglong or not. I thought I had left. Concubine Liu should be nice to her, but I didn't want to. She was always worried about what happened back then, and even Linglong, because she followed me for a while and was angered by her. In fact, after all, she thinks Linglong is not a prince.
"Concubine Liu used her as a pretense to attract the emperor to the little princess. The reason why the emperor was willing to see Concubine Liu was only because the little princess was brought up by the queen." Hui Er looked disdainful: "Wait for my wife. Add a little prince to the emperor, and Concubine Liu dare not treat the empress like that."
I nodded, but I didn't know how to respond to her. It seems that Huier really thinks that I will only work in the dressing room for a lifetime, and there is no taboo to talk to me. However, I can't listen anymore. He changed the subject hurriedly and said: "I just heard you say that the emperor gave the empress a pot sculpture, what is it like?"
After Hui'er was young, I changed the subject and she followed. When I mentioned the pot sculpture, she was going to show it off. At this moment, she was even more energetic and described it to me enthusiastically.
I listened to her description, it should be a pot of double-flowered cherry blossoms with gold thread with coral as stem, jasper as leaf, pink jade as flower, and gold thread as core, and inlaid with colorful orbs, it is a wonderful treasure.
It’s no wonder that Huier is proud. There are only four pots of this kind in my Kunning Palace. They are spring peach, summer lotus, autumn chrysanthemum, and winter plum. The red sandalwood carved by the bedside of the bedroom according to the seasons. Enter the little bat. I also know that it takes months or even a year for such a pot sculpture to be completed by Jingqifang, which is naturally very rare.
In other palaces, I only heard that the former Wu Gui had a plum tree, but afterwards, Wu Gui was convicted and took back the warehouse.
Speaking of it, this Wu Guiren can be regarded as my old knowledge.
The first time I saw her, it was at the ceremony.