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Chapter 124 Drunken Taiping (14)
Hong Hee spread a dry towel on her legs, first took Qingtian's legs and put them on top, waited for Ziwei to remove the medicine soup basin and replace it with a clean water basin, then put Qingtian's bare feet into the basin again.

Youyan gave another laugh to Qingtian, "Your Majesty, don't be surprised, this servant will call someone in to clean up this puddle of water. Cuiyi, what are you still poking here, why don't you go down?"

Zhaohua glared at Cuiyi over there, and Cuiyi also gave her an eye for an eye, and slightly limped back out.

Back in the side room, I removed the wet shoes and socks by myself, and there were already flesh-red blisters rolling on the white feet.Cui Yi let out a cry of hatred, and suddenly raised her eyes, the black beads like steel balls bumped into the eye sockets, and there was almost no "jingle" sound.

The long night breaks dawn, and Yuxuan shines brightly.

From where came the sound of "ding dong ding dong", ten times in a row.Among the brocade curtains on the bed, Qingtian smiled and pointed to the small kang at the diagonal corner. On the brocade pavilion at the top of the kang was a small western chiming bell.

"Look, it's just next to her ear and it still keeps her awake."

On the kang was Zhaohua, who was sleeping in the quilt, and only then did she rubbed her eyes hazily.

Youyan and the others were still kneeling under the big bed here, she laughed aloud, "Zhaohua is young, sleepy is normal, and she is a lady, so she is more delicate. Oh, by the way, Cuiyi yesterday I suffered from the wind and cold at night, and now I am recuperating in my own room, and I specially asked the slaves to ask the empress for a two-day leave."

Qing Tian swept it away, but he didn't see the essence, the person holding the washing cup was a servant girl who usually served in the outer hall.She took a face towel from the lacquer tray Xiao Jing was holding and pressed it on her cheek, and only said "hmm" in her mouth, without further words.

On the contrary, Zhaohua on the warm kang yelled: "Ah, I got up late again, and no one called me? Madam, I'll come, I will help you get dressed." Then she put on her clothes and socks, and went to find her again. Butterfly and flower shoes on the stool.As soon as I put my foot into the shoe, there was a "hiss" and I retracted as if it was scalded.

"What's the matter?" Qing Tian also raised his legs and got off the bed, looking towards her.

Zhaohua didn't answer yet, just frowned, picked up the shoe, held it in his hand, turned it around twice, knocked on the edge of the kang a few times, and then yelled softly and angrily: "Young lady, look!"

Under the sunshine of the red sun, there are traces of white marks on the tiles, which are cold and sparkling, which is a pair of embroidery needles.

Zhaohua's small hexagonal face was swollen and round, and she stepped on the water socks and got off the ground, "What's going on here? Why are there needles in my shoes?"

All the maidservants were still kneeling under the bed, and all of them changed color when they saw this change. "Your Majesty, forgive me!" Among them, Yue Po stared wide-eyed, eyes full of tears and panic, "My Lady, I tell you, all the needles and threads in the house are under the care of slaves, but no one does needlework during the Chinese New Year. How these few neat needles got into Zhaohua's shoes, I really don't know."

Xiao Jing also hurriedly opened her mouth to argue: "Madam, the slaves were sitting outside yesterday, and they may have fallen asleep for a while. I am afraid that someone will sneak into the room at this moment and secretly put the needle in the camera. In the shoes of flowers."

"Who else?" Zhao Hua stomped on Mei Que's carpet, "It must be—"

"Zhaohua," a warm red fragrant quilt, arched out from between the imperial quilts, and put the headrest on Qingtian's lap.Qing Tian caressed it, and said with a calm expression, "There are needles in your shoes, but they come out after shaking. If someone has a needle in his heart, that's really uncomfortable. You Yan, Xiao Jing, you all get up It's none of your business." She hugged Zaiyu in her arms, and carelessly pressed her against his face, "By the way, didn't Cuiyi catch a cold? The weather is bad, so don't contaminate others. She took her bedding and moved to the cook's servant room, when will it be ready, and when will she move back."

During the whole day, Qingtian only studied painting in the post room, except for two meals, there was no rest time.All the servants and maidservants followed suit, washing brushes, grinding ink, baking dishes, and washing colors, until their hands were dyed with azurite, gamboge, southern ochre, and broad flowers...the night was like ink, and they served Qingtian again. After going to sleep, everyone stretched their waists and stretched their arms to rest.Only Youyan went to look for the maids in the outer courtyard by herself.

As soon as she stepped through the gate of the courtyard, she knew which room Cuiyi lived in without even asking.All I could hear was the chickens and dogs jumping around behind a straw curtain, and a woman scolded loudly inside: "Who wants you every day? Or did I ask you to bring up the water plates of the dishes and let me pick them? Just because Living in your pigsty for a while, and only letting you cook a meal nearby is to look down on you, why, do you think you are tired? It’s fine if you don’t have enough stuff, and it’s disgusting to me if you back up these two cars!”

You Yan hurriedly lifted the curtain and went in, but saw that in a low brick house, several cooks and maidservants were sticking to the corner of the room with their hands hidden, the floor was full of broken dishes and bowls, and the food was poured all over the floor. Right in the middle is the essence of raising eyebrows.

An elderly woman clasped her hands together and kept shaking her pleadingly: "Good aunt, why don't you go to the kitchen and search by yourself, it's really gone."

Cuiyi snorted and sneered, "Huh, what's the deal? Two days ago, 'that one' said that he wanted to eat spring old fried tender bamboo shoots in the winter, didn't you all crawl to the cellar and hide them for a season? All the fresh products are dug out, fried like dogs and sent away? Now what I want, I don’t have this or that, I don’t have shark’s fin and bird’s nest, I don’t believe I don’t even have pigeon chicks mixed with cheese crisps? Take these plague-stricken chickens The duck came to prevaricate, looking at me as a beggar!"

Standing behind the old woman was a young daughter-in-law, with a white pointed face and a small black mole at the corner of her mouth. "Miss Cuiyi, we always turn off the stove as soon as we go to the room, just for you to open the fire here to make it for you, and you are still picky. If this is the case, we will not even serve the first-level masters, but only serve You are just a second-tier master."

"That's right," a chubby woman at the other end rolled her eyes to the ground, not knowing whether she was dismissive or frightened, "Aren't these fat chickens and ducks good? Usually, they only have some on the dinner table during the Chinese New Year. See. You come to stretch out your hand every day, how do you know the difficulties outside? In times of famine, the grass roots and bark are not eaten. It's not my old woman who said that such a waste of things, the Lord Thunder in the sky has eyes."

It's okay not to say, but after saying this, Cuiyi became even more furious, and grabbed a black sand teapot and threw it directly at the woman, "You old dogs, talkative ducklings, you want to think about the girl for a while." After being ruled by that bitch and falling down here, let you spoil it, that would be a wrong idea!"

"Cuiyi!" Youyan couldn't listen anymore, stepped over the broken porcelain on the ground, walked to Cuiyi's side in three steps at a time, grabbed her hand, and pointed the other hand to the kitchen. The girl waved, "You guys back off, don't talk too much."

Youyan has always been amiable and amiable, and everyone respected her, so they answered "yes" together, and then glanced at Cuiyi in a hurry, and they were about to withdraw.

Youyan pulled hard twice before Cuiyi could move Cuiyi to the kang and sit down.On the top of the kang was a short candle that was more than half eroded, in the faintness of the candle, the essence was half-dissipated, and the cheeks still had an angry blood color, like a bright and dazzling durian red in the paint.Youyan sighed from the bottom of her heart, and raised her hand to brush the horns of Liao Cuiyi's hair, "What's the matter with you? Cuiyi, although you were a little irritable in the past, it's not like this. Just throwing things and cursing in village dialect. Ever since you came to Ruyuan, you have become more and more surly every day, do you want to offend everyone?"

The cold night is like a thin piece of paper, being burned by the short candle.When it burnt to the end—

"Youyan," Cuiyi whispered, her voice was like ashes, dark and ethereal, "I know that when I was in the palace, few people liked me, and my temper was not flattering. Only you, He has always been kind to me, always willing to teach me good things, I don't say it, but I remember it in my heart."

Youyan smiled, his smile was like a peaceful sky and blue, "Is there anything I don't know about you? Our two families are opposite each other, we grew up together since we were young, and later entered the palace together. The friendship of more than ten years, although not Sisters, but they are better than sisters. When I was young, I was bullied by the children in the alley, and it was you who helped me out. In the palace, although I was in charge of the affairs of the prince’s house in name, I was too soft-faced. After all, I can't hold people down. Which one of them, Yue Po, can speak well? It's not all dependent on you to suppress me? One of us sings the red face and the other sings the bad face, and we can't leave Mengmeng. Look, no one is more anxious and sad than me. I have said good things and bad things in the past few months, I only hope that you can think about it as soon as possible, and it will not be in vain for me as a sister to treat you. "

Cuiyi hooked her head, and curls of breath came out of her mouth and nose, like white epiphyllum blooming and fading, "I know it in my heart, but I can't change it, it's just like this when I was born, I hate it the most." Others look down on me, so I have to be strong in everything.”

Youyan grasped Cuiyi's hand, and her eyes fell blankly on a thin silver band with a plain ring on her finger, "I understand your heart. It's not like I am an afterthought. Since you are so competitive, when the prince just When you are hired, you should ask for a title for yourself. With our background, although I dare not think about the position of side concubine or world concubine, but if the favor lasts for a long time, it will be a period of time for Ji Ren to register as concubine of the king in the future. Can wait."

"I have never learned this from you. In fact, the prince mentioned it after the first time, saying that if he gave me a few rooms in the palace and stayed with those concubines, he would be considered a half-master in the future. I didn't do it myself." promise."

"What's the point?"

(End of this chapter)