The origin of the silk thread
The stupid Xia Xiaonian didn't care too much, the silk thread is the silk thread, she doesn't know how to embroider, it's useless to know this, does this really have to be given to the empress? But she looks like it, green willows, saffron and clear water, all of which are her dishes.
Wen Yanxuan saw the liking in Xia Xiaonian's eyes, hesitated for a while and said, "Sister Nian, if you like it, I will embroider a better pair for Sister Nian!" ”
"Really?!" When Xia Xiaonian heard this, she immediately retracted the hand that was placed on the embroidery and looked up at Wen Yanxuan, "But you don't seem to be reluctant~~" His expression was on his face, with such a hesitant look, she wouldn't force it.
Wen Yanxuan said anxiously, "No, Sister Nian, I'm not reluctant, I will really embroider a better pair for you." With a firm look, Xia Xiaonian didn't want to tease him anymore, "Okay, I'm kidding." ”
"Huh." Wen Yanxuan smirked, Xia Xiaonian said angrily, "What are you smiling, you still have a few leaves on the trees that haven't been embroidered!" ”
Wen Yanxuan looked down and saw that there were still a few vacancies on the real tree, "En." ”
At night again, Xia Xiaonian wrapped a few pieces of pastry and put them in her arms, thinking that it was okay to leave a few pieces for dinner, and if she was hungry when she was learning to, she could fill her stomach, she was so smart.
"Sister Nian, it's dark at night, be careful." Wen Yanxuan leaned against the door, smiling.
Xia Xiaonian made an 'OK!' gesture, staggered out, leaving a puzzled Wen Yanxuan, what did that gesture mean just now?
Turning back to the house, he picked up the finished embroidery, and there was no smile on his face, only sorrow, if he wanted silk thread, it seemed that there was only that.
Xia Xiao thought of the imperial garden, but he didn't see Feng Yixiao's shadow, and it was estimated that he might lie in the grass and sleep comfortably in the grass.
The guards in this palace, one is more stupid than the other, and at night they will be negligent, Xia Xiaonian can only mourn for the empress in her heart, "It's okay to be the emperor, the palace still lets her Xia Xiaonian break in casually." ’
Thinking about it, he fell asleep and rolled deeper into the haystack.
"Li, Grandpa Li." A nice male voice sounded, why is this voice so familiar? Xia Xiaonian frowned slightly, who bothered her so desperately!
"I don't know what the mother is looking for me?" The eunuch named Gonggong Li asked, so late at night, I don't know what this lady is looking for him, but don't send it to the door in vain.
Empress? Xia Xiaonian closed his eyes and wanted to open them, but he still closed them, it is estimated that it was a private communication between the mother of the deep palace and the eunuch, and then the eunuch was bribed and wanted to help the mother to hook. Led to the emperor, oops, how can any dynasty have such a thing.
"I ...... I don't know my father-in-law, is there still that silk thread? "Silk thread? It's familiar, she seems to have heard it somewhere, well, she's so sleepy now, I just hope these two people finish talking quickly and don't disturb her.
"Concubine Wen, if you want silk thread, of course I have it." As soon as the eunuch whispered, he was about to reach out and touch Wen Yanxuan's little hand, but Wen Yanxuan avoided it.
What, if she heard it right, that dead eunuch was talking about Concubine Wen! Concubine Wen, Concubine Wen, isn't it her Xiao Xuanxuan? Xia Xiaonian immediately opened his eyes and squatted up, and when he opened the grass, he saw Wen Yanxuan and an old eunuch in matcha-colored clothes.
Xia Xiaonian could just see the eunuch from this angle, this eunuch's face was so fat that he could drip oil, his small eyes were so squinted that he couldn't see it, and he smiled happily, a mouthful of yellow teeth were exposed, and there were several huge black moles on his face, Xia Xiaonian almost vomited when he looked at it.