Back in the house, Xia Nishang didn't say a word, ran to the bed and passed, and didn't even take off the little jacket outside, just lay on the bed.

"Master." Er Lan just wanted to open her mouth to persuade her, but when she saw Xia Nishang hugging herself in a ball, curled up and wrapped in the quilt, she couldn't help but feel a touch of distress, so she stopped talking. stepped forward to tuck the corner of the quilt for Xia Nishang at night, and then retreated lightly.

Erlan held a small purse embroidered with a folded vase in his hand, which contained several golden nudes in the shape of plum blossoms. Er Lan gently brushed it with her hand, and there was a smile on her face.

"Is anyone there?" Er Lan knocked on the door of the Palace of Tears and called softly.

"What's the matter?" A deep voice rang out outside the palace gate.

"Big brother, our master is not in good health, can you send some hot meals in the future?" Erlan handed over the purse in his hand.

"Got it." The man's voice did not fluctuate, as cold as ever, but he did not take the purse in Erlan's hand, but turned away.

When Er Lan heard the footsteps, he was slightly stunned, took his hand back, and saw that the dark purple purse was still in his hand, and he was a little puzzled. However, when he knocked on the door again, there was no sound, so he had to go back to the house.

Xia Nishang was still sleeping, and Er Lan didn't want to disturb her, so she took an embroidered brace, half sat on the bed, and embroidered carefully.

The guard who left outside the /a/book/read/novel ybdu only walked a few steps before stopping.

Spread out the palm, as if you can still see the colorful purse just now, which is so dazzling in the sun. A hint of strange emotion flashed on his face, and he settled down and strode away.

Of course, the two people in the house didn't know about these things.

In winter, the sky is very short, Er Lan doesn't know how long he has been embroidering, he only feels that his eyes are slightly sour, and when he looks up, the sun is about to set, and the room is beginning to darken.

Erlan smiled self-deprecatingly and looked at the bed.

Xia Nishang had already woken up, her eyes were half-open, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"What's the matter, master?" Er Lan stepped forward and asked softly.

"It's so dark. Erlan, light the lamp. Xia Nishang didn't answer her, just smiled shallowly.

When Er Lan heard this, he put down what he was holding, got up and lit the only candle in the room. The room, which had been somewhat dark, was lit up all at once.

It's just a faint glow, but it's enough.

"Master, dinner is coming, let's eat." Xia Nishang was stunned when she heard Er Lan's voice.

Xia Nishang nodded, and when she saw that she had already brought things in, she sat up and walked down to the ground.

Like yesterday, one meat and one vegetable, but today's meat dishes have been replaced with steamed crispy pork.

After yesterday, Xia Nishang was used to the stiff rice and rancid dishes, and today she didn't think too much, the two of them looked at each other, and then picked up the bowl and ate.

It's just that after the entrance, I found a difference.

Xia Nishang's eyes lit up, and she pulled a few mouthfuls into her mouth, for fear that something was wrong with her, so she put down the dishes and chopsticks in a daze.

"What's going on?" Xia Nishang looked at Er Lan puzzled.

Today's rice, whether it is cooked, is still the best rice, exudes a faint aroma, and it is warm to eat. The meat wasn't rancid, and when you ate it, you knew it had just been made. The small pieces of meat are steamed and soft and tender, and they are very delicious.

"The slave maid wanted to give the guard at the door some money today, so that he could bring some hot food, but he didn't accept it, and the slave thought it couldn't be, so she didn't care." Er Lan also frowned, not figuring out what was going on. "Who would have thought that it would really be delivered?"

"That's not right." Xia Nishang's eyes were incredibly afraid, she thought of her previous life, the cup of poisonous wine that she still hasn't forgotten. "Could it be poisoned?"

Xia Nishang said tentatively. Er Lan was startled, hurriedly threw away the chopsticks, and looked at the few dishes in front of him in fear.

Xia Nishang shook her head at her, signaling her not to speak, that is, she plucked the plain silver hairpin on her head and stirred it in the meal.

It's just that, unexpectedly, the hairpin is still the same as when it was just dialed off, smooth and bright, and there is something black where it has turned black.

The master and servant were even more puzzled. It's not poisoned, so why do they take care of themselves like that?

After thinking about it for a long time, she didn't come up with a reason, so Xia Nishang threw away those messy thoughts and picked up the chopsticks again.

"Forget it, if you want to harm us, you can't hide, you can't starve to death, let's eat."

After that, Xia Nishang took the lead in putting a piece of tamales into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it. Melts in your mouth, well done.

When Er Lan saw Xia Nishang like this, she also let down her guard in her heart and ate that rare dinner.

"Erlan, starting tomorrow, I will also help you do some embroidery." After dinner, Xia Nishang and Er Lan sat around the charcoal basin and said suddenly.

Er Lan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, the slave made it."

Er Lan thought that Xia Nishang was worried that they would have no clothes to wear in winter, so she shook her head and vetoed. The master is the queen's mother, where can she do these rough jobs, besides, there are not many things, just do more by yourself.

"It's not." Xia Nishang knew that she didn't understand what she meant, so she explained with a smile. "Let's do some embroidery, and although the person doesn't take your money, we can't take advantage of them for nothing. A guard in the cold palace can take as many monthly salaries as he wants, let him take them out and sell them, and he can also earn some silver. ”

Er Lan understood Xia Nishang's thoughts. It's a good idea, anyway, they stay in this cold palace every day, and they don't have anything to do, and they can pass the time by doing some work, and maybe in a few days, they can exchange some better carbon.

Thinking that last night, Xia Nishang was choked and only coughed, Er Lan smiled.

"Okay."

Xia Nishang was also very happy to see that she agreed.

Fortunately, when I came out, I also took a few pieces of fabric in the corners, although it was not particularly good, but it was good. It's more than enough to make a handkerchief sachet or something, but those things are not easy to get, and if someone passes on something, wouldn't it ruin your own thoughts?

Xia Nishang turned her head and thought for a while before she spoke.

"It's better for us to embroider some foreheads, screens and the like, so as not to be talked about badly."

Er Lan also nodded. Now that they are in the cold palace, it will not be good if those things fall into the hands of someone with a heart and are said to be given to each other privately.

After the master and servant discussed, they spread out the burden they had brought before, and saw that there were still more autumn fragrances, beans, purple, snow blue, and brocades of various colors. The two of them rummaged for a while, and then they cut it to the candle flame.

The north wind outside was still blowing, the window lattice was creaking, and there was only one candle in the house.

Xia Ni is not a good girl, she can't embroider those things that are too difficult, she just embroiders simple flowers such as plum orchids and bamboo chrysanthemums.

Er Lan has always been ingenious, and even the little koi can make her embroider as if she has come to life.

The master and servant only embroidered until the nightfall, then rubbed their eyes and stopped.

You can't be in a hurry, it's dark, and if you get tired of your eyes, it's not good. Xia Nishang put down the embroidery brace and pulled Er Lan to bed together.

Xia Nishang and Er Lan, just like that, embroider some screens or embroider some foreheads every day. The days are also passing quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the New Year is about to be.

These days, Xia Nishang and Er Lan have embroidered four or five foreheads and a small kang screen, all of which were handed over by Er Lan to the guard outside. At first, the guard still refused to ask for it, turned around and left, and Er Lan was also helpless, so he had to knock on the door every day.

Xia Nishang saw that he refused to accept things, so he refused to eat the food sent every day.

Two days later, when the guard saw this, there was no way but to take those things. On the second day, a better charcoal was delivered, and Xia Nishang felt very happy and motivated.

Every day, she refused to let go with the embroidered brace, and asked Er Lan to say it several times before she was willing to obey, which made Er Lan quite helpless, but there was nothing she could do.

Now, Xia Ni's embroidery can be regarded as visible, and with her willingness to work hard, it looks vivid.

Tomorrow is the last day of the eleventh year of Jiajing, perhaps because the New Year is coming, and the whole palace is full of lights and beams. It's just that the Palace of Tears is still depressed as usual, and it doesn't even have popularity.

The guard at the door brought some peanuts, chestnuts and other dried fruits yesterday, and brought some charcoal so that they could eat some tomorrow.

Xia Nishang liked those dried fruits very much, and she harvested them happily.

The only regret is that this year's New Year can't be spent with Yun Xi and Chen Lin.

Thinking of the smiling faces of the two children, Xia Nishang only felt a tightness in her heart, holding a small cloak that had just been embroidered yesterday in her hand, and tears flowed down.

It's just the best material that Xia Nishang can find in her hands.

Light, soft, and playful and cute light pink.

Xia Nishang embroidered a hundred children on it to play, and it took a lot of effort, just thinking about how good it would be if Yun Xun could wear it on her body one day.

It's just that she is now trapped in the cold palace, and it is impossible to send a message out, let alone send the clothes out.

I don't know what happened to those two children. Although he has the care of the cold night and the moon, but the child without the mother is unhappy after all.

"I'm sorry, it's the queen mother who is sorry for you."

When Er Lan came in, he saw Xia Nisheng's sad face, holding the small cloak in his arms, bowing his head and sobbing, and felt very sad.