No matter when, when you are on an errand in the palace, you have to smile at each other, and it is taboo to shed tears in private, even a palace maid with some status like Hongdou does not dare to be careless. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Hearing the tassel's scolding, she came back to her senses, hurriedly took a handkerchief to cover the tassel's mouth, and whispered: "Sister is silent, my sister has always remembered your kindness." ”

There is a beauty mole in the center of the red bean eyebrows, born smart and smart, at the moment, because of the hurry, the eyebrows are tightly entangled together, and the beauty mole is more and more vivid.

Relying on her sweet and well-behaved mouth on weekdays, she has done a few things for tassels in the past, and the two are quite harmonious in private, and the red beans call her sister one after another, gently shaking her sleeves.

Tassel remembered Su Duhan's instructions: Walking in the palace is like walking on thin ice, and you must remember that it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them. Thinking that Canwei Palace is no longer the only one in front of Murong Wei, but she wants to be equal to Yingluo, she is even more reluctant to be the enemy of Hongdou, and pushes her to the opposite side of herself in vain.

Those who can be wooed must be wooed, not to mention a woman like Hongdou who has a small status in the palace.

At the moment, she took pity for the hair scattered on her forehead and pulled it behind her ear, the tassel wrapped her arm, gently touched the mole on her eyebrows, and the words were kind from the inside out: "Look at your hearty appearance, I still have an errand to finish, why don't you go to my room to hide, and I'll put a compress on your eyes when you turn around." ”

If you look closely at the red bean's eyes, you can see that there are traces of crying. She lives with Xiangxue, and she can't compare to a big palace maid like Tassel and Yingluo, who is alone in one room and one room.

If you go back to your room to touch up your makeup, it is indeed a little inconvenient. Hongdou knew that this was a tassel deliberately covering up for himself, so he bowed lightly and nodded gratefully.

Looking at the tassel and wanting to move out, Hongdou asked uneasily: "What other errands does my sister have?" ”

Pointing to the snow-colored parrot hanging under the corridor, the red beans are as round as the full moon and the tender face is like the spring water wrinkled by the wind, and he looks a little uneasy: "This ancestor has not been fed yet, for fear that the beast will also sue people." ”

Tassel smiled, carefully took the handkerchief and printed it twice on her eyes, and then replied: "It's just to go to the small kitchen to pass the word, I'll go back as soon as I go, you go first." ”

Taking the key in the tassel's hand, Hongdou nodded, for fear of being discovered by others, and did not take the hand-copying verandah, but walked along the path between the flowers with his head down his eyelids to the tassel's room.

Tassel went to the small kitchen to pass Murong Wei's words, thinking about wrapping red beans, and asked Qiu Xiang for two freshly boiled eggs, only saying that he used it to apply noodles.

Qiu Xiang knew that these palace people with status were usually exquisite, and they loved to wrap hard-boiled eggs in handkerchiefs, and then put silver utensils such as flower tenants or rings in them, which were used to roll and apply faces, which were said to be beautiful and nourishing.

At that moment, he didn't dare to slack off, and ordered someone to quickly boil two red-skinned eggs. As she waited, she looked enviously at the tassel on her face and the skin on her hands that could be broken, and Qiu Xiang praised sincerely: "The tassel girl is naturally beautiful, and she is really enviable. ”

Tassel was proud, but there was a reserved smile on his face: "Sister said that it was funny, what good way can we be slaves." However, they are all old recipes handed down from the palace in the past, so you can try them. ”

Although the small kitchen was cleaned up, the tassels were still afraid of smoke and fire staining their skin, and only stood and talked to Qiu Xiang, far away from those pots and pans.

Seeing that Qiu Xiang wrapped the egg in a handkerchief, the tassel hurriedly held it in her hand, and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Looking at the back of the tassel, Qiu Xiang smiled deeply, no longer flattering. She turned pale, picked up the longan with her own hands, and went to boil the red bean soup that Murong Wei wanted.

Tassel returned to his room with an egg, and sure enough, he saw Hongdou obediently sitting in front of the dressing table waiting for her.

After a moment's effort, the red beans had already been cleaned, and he was dipping the handkerchief in tea, carefully rubbing the corners of his eyes. Although it was worse than Fang, the redness and swelling of the eye circles could not be concealed.

The tassel can quite understand the minds of others, open the handkerchief and take out the still hot egg, quickly peel off the skin, and carefully roll the red bean on the eyes.

The egg is swollen and smooths out the marks. The tassel technique is light and skillful, and in a few gentle back and forth, the red bean's eyes have disappeared from many traces of crying. Seeing that it was almost there, Tassel discarded the eggs, mixed some rose dew in the water, and wrung a hand towel for her to wipe her face.

I picked out some good balm from the small round bowl with white porcelain carving flowers on the dressing table, and applied the red beans on my face, seeing that the little girl was still as delicate as a flower, the tassel smiled and said: "Okay, now it's time to talk about why I cried." ”

Hongdou bit her lower lip lightly, sighed resentfully, and was even more embarrassed: "Don't hide it from my sister, I didn't lie, I really looked at a pair of larks in the sky, and they flapped their wings and flew higher and higher." ”

The lark flies high and soars straight into the clouds. Suddenly, Hongdou was a little envious and jealous.

The world outside is open to the sky, let them fly freely, but he has to guard the palace wall surrounded by the four corners, he can't walk out of the fields, and he has to look at the eyes of his masters all day long.

The red bean buckled the cage and hurt himself, and for a while he felt that the courtyard was deep, and he seemed to be the white parrot in the cage.

The same trapped in the cage, but the white parrot has a grain of delicacies, and has to bother to wait for it. Thinking about it, I don't even like the bird that I watched.

Hongdou felt sorry for himself, so he unconsciously listened to his subordinates' work, and just looked at the sky in a daze.

After all, he is young, and red beans don't know how to hide it. is so plain, and still reveals the deep desire in my heart. Although the words are shallow, they contain a strong sense of unwillingness.

Tassel suddenly remembered that Hongdou was two years younger than him, and he was already thirteen. A girl in the prime of her life, there are always some of the best reveries in her heart, and how many are willing to die alone all her life?

Hongdou's idea was secretly in line with her heart, and Tassel's heart moved, but she pretended to think it was true, and sighed approvingly: "My sister is right, even my sister can't help but be sad." People outside only know that we have fine clothes and food, and live a fairy life, who would have thought of the desolation in the palace. ”

Hongdou raised his head seriously, looked at the tasseled eyes and said enviously: "My sister is different from us, don't say that she is decent in front of the princess now, if the princess marries in the future, the two sisters will naturally follow her out of the palace." It's just those of us who are in a dilemma, and we don't know what to do in the future. ”

Looking at the swaying willow branches outside the window, the red bean pulled a few leaves and rubbed them, and sighed seriously: "Speaking of which, I envy Xiangxue a little and don't know what to worry about." About I, unlike her, I can't be a conscientious slave, but I'm a little more sentimental. ”