That night, Chu Qingluo thought a lot, and he didn't think about it until the second half of the night before he fell asleep in a daze.

Since the empress is dizzy, it cannot be ruled out that it is a sleep problem.

But after all, her ability is limited, and if she wants to help the empress improve her sleep quality, she can only start with what she can do.

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Two days later, it was time to change the potted plants for each house.

Chu Qingluo first took advantage of his position and took the male entourage to replace the peonies placed in the outer hall of the Empress Fengluan Hall with jasmine.

Lavender is a sleep aid, everyone on earth knows it. But this kind of flower has not been cultivated in this ghost era, so I have to replace it with jasmine first. Although jasmine can't help sleep, it is elegant and pleasant, relieves qi and depression, and still has some effect on relieving fatigue. This is also what Chu Qingluo learned from the book that Gongsun Yu bought for her.

The empress is really dizzy, and she didn't go to the early dynasty today. At this moment, she was leaning back in the chair and asked Chonghuan to press her head for her to relieve the discomfort.

"Why haven't you grown in your craft for so many years? It's better to be strict, and find an accurate acupuncture point. The empress squinted her eyes slightly and said faintly.

Chonghuan was not in a hurry, and responded with a smile: "Holy Lord, of course the villain can't be compared with Lord Ziyan." ”

"Why can't it be compared? Ziyan is from the same background as you, and in my opinion, you have followed me for many years, and you are used to being pampered. ”

The person in front of the empress thinks that the status is much higher than that of other men. You don't have to do the rough work, and there are people who follow.

was so counted by the empress, Chonghuan couldn't find a reason to distinguish for himself at once, but he was familiar with the empress's temperament, so he was not afraid, just pretended to be frightened and said: "Holy Lord, Chonghuan knows his mistakes, ask the Holy Lord to show mercy, just forgive the villain......"

At this time, Chu Qingluo happened to walk into the inner hall with a pot of jasmine, only to realize that the empress was also ...... hurriedly saluted: "The lower official doesn't know that the saint is here, and he has disturbed the saint, please forgive the saint." ”

It was the time of the last dynasty, and there was no one waiting in the outer hall, so it was impossible for Chu Qingluo to know that the empress was here.

The empress opened her eyes when she heard the voice, and raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you the executive officer who was promoted by Lord Ji on the day of the grand ceremony?" She turned to Chonghuan and asked, "What's it called?" "I won't be able to remember her name for a while.

Chonghuan immediately replied: "Saint, her name is Chu Qingluo." ”

To be able to follow the empress, at least you have to have some strengths or effects, otherwise how can you get mixed up?

Seeing that Chu Qingluo was still bowing his head, he was still standing far away. The Empress said, "Excuse me—come closer." A glance swept over the jasmine in her hand again, and asked, "Lord Ji asked you to buy flowers and plants?" ”

Chu Qingluo took a few steps forward and replied respectfully, "Yes." ”

"Well...... But my favorite flower is peony, don't you know? There was a hint of doubt in the empress's tone, and I am afraid that no one in the entire palace did not know about it.

"Returning to the saint, the lower officials know...... It was only when I heard that the saint had a headache and depression recently, so he had the courage to distribute the jasmine that was rational and relieved of depression for the Fengluan Palace. Maybe her behavior is bolder, but her starting point is for the good of the empress.

…… Only when the empress is well, Ziyan can turn the corner.

Everyone else has always done what they liked, but she, a little executive, dared to make different attempts, which can be regarded as a bit bold. The empress took a few deep breaths of air and said, "It's quite fragrant, so let's put it on it." ”

"Yes." Chu Qingluo complied.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps in the outer hall. "Holy—"

Seeing that the person who came was the female official Nightshade, the empress's brows subconsciously twisted together, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Long Kui glanced at Chu Qingluo on the side, and said stubbornly: "Holy forgiveness." Today, there is a major event in the court, and I have to ask the Holy Lord to go to the former court in person......"

“…… That's it. The empress sighed, she knew that Nightshade would never bother her for trivial matters, so she could only leave the Fengluan Hall with a feeling of dizziness......

In the incense burner of the Fengluan Palace, incense is burned day and night.

This smell was really a bit strong and pungent to Chu Qingluo. She couldn't help coughing a few times, then beckoned to a man, and when he arrived, she whispered, "You quietly go and extinguish the incense in this furnace." ”

"This ......" The man instantly showed a stunned expression, very embarrassed. He was the first male who followed Chu Qingluo to the Fengluan Hall to arrange plants, named He Qi. But how dare he extinguish the incense burner of the Empress Fengluan Palace?

Seeing this, Chu Qingluo continued, in order to dispel his concerns: "This is also for the sake of the saint, let the hall change the fresh air, and then take away the unburned spices, no one will find out." "There is just no one around, and you can definitely do it without knowing it.

“…… Be. Although He Qi was timid, he did agree that he was not doing something bad, so he followed Chu Qingluo's intention and went to extinguish the incense burner.

The air in this Fengluan Hall should really be purified and purified!

"Let's pick a few pots of pothos." She simply ordered again, and He Qi did it one by one......

Immediately afterwards, Chu Qingluo came to the Xinuan Pavilion where Ziyan lived, and placed a few pots of spider plants in his pavilion.

At this time, Ziyan had been in the Xinuan Pavilion for several days without eating or drinking, and the whole person was in a state of mental collapse.

After seeing that the person who came was Chu Qingluo, he finally spoke: "Qingluo-"

In fact, Chu Qingluo had been here twice before, just in time for him to be out of the pavilion. I haven't seen her for more than a month, and although I finally ran into her, he is really not in the mood to catch up with her at the moment.

Seeing that Ziyan was so sluggish, his lips were still dehydrated and white. Chu Qingluo sighed lightly and poured him a glass of warm water. "You must at least fill your stomach before you have the strength to fight feudal superstition to the end!"

With a wry smile on his face, he shook his head: "I can't eat it." Trembling slightly, he took the water that Chu Qingluo kindly handed over, but he just held it in his hand and didn't drink it.

"Look your hands are shaking like this! Hurry up and drink and eat something. When the saint returns to the Fengluan Palace, you will go and present her with a gift. Chu Qingluo said as he brought up a large wooden box.

Ziyan just can't sleep now, and it's not grounded, so he should find a way to regain the attention of the empress.

"What is this?"

"Cotton pillows with some cassia seeds in them...... It's grass cassia Seeing his blank face, he said again: "Isn't the saint dizzy, can you not faint after smoking such a strong incense?" Can you sleep on such a hard pillow without getting dizzy? ”

She also wanted to help her son be strict, so she couldn't bear to cut her love and selflessly serve her beloved cotton pillow, such a righteous act is really singable and crying!

Of course, she won't sue him if she kills, she has used this pillow for a few days...... However, she was still very sensible and took the pillow to the sun before bringing it into the palace.

Although Ziyan didn't think that this soft thing could turn the tide, but seeing that Chu Qingluo was so bothered about him, he also sent charcoal in the snow...... I was already very grateful: "Thank you, Qingluo." ”

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