Sitting around the fire, Qing'er and Yuenu were making winter clothes. Outside, the snow was falling. "Sister, your stitching is so good! Look at what you do, I also follow along, how do you feel that the sewing is always weird, and there is always a little gap compared to my sister's, as for what, I can't say. ”

Yuenu poked her head over and said, watching intently at Qing'er's dexterous hands doing needlework.

Qing'er stopped the needlework in her hand, "I'll see what the difference between yours and mine is!" ”

Stared at it carefully, it turned out that this was different, "Moon slave, take a closer look, what is the difference between the needlework I did and yours." ”

The moon slave stared at it seriously for a while, and smiled helplessly.

"Sister Qing'er, I really can't see it, you see yours is a spiral needle method, and mine is also a spiral needle method; Moreover, the distance between my needles is what you do, how can it feel different! Strange, what's the problem? ”

"Moon slave, look here, these silk fabrics have their textures and elasticity. Therefore, when the needle is lowered, it is necessary to follow its texture, and the needle and thread should also be left with appropriate looseness, so as to ensure that when the silk is pulled down, the needle and thread will not break, and there will be no strange shape of loose here and tight there. Your needle and thread are well grasped, but the tightness of the thread is not enough. ”

As she spoke, Qing'er pulled the clothes made by the moon slave, and there was a strange appearance of being tight and loose on the other.

"Do you see?"

"I see! I said what's going on? ”

Yue Nu smiled lightly, as if she had suddenly opened up.

"Sister Qing'er, I understand. It turns out that you have to follow it when making clothes. ”

"Of course, only if you follow it, it will follow you and become well-behaved."

Qing'er smiled softly.

Suddenly, Qing'er found that the moon slave, who thought she was dignified and gentle, had a pair of thick hands, which were not at all as slender as ordinary girls' hands.

I don't know why, Qing'er suddenly felt a trace of pity and gently put her hand on the hand of the moon slave.

The moon slave quickly withdrew his hand, as agile as a guard.

Qing'er's instinctive hand is very strong and agile.

As if she realized something, Yuenu smiled faintly, "Sister Qing'er, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Yuenu, did you grow up in this palace, or outside the palace?"

"Sister Qing'er, why did you suddenly ask about this?"

The deep eyes of the moon slave dodged a little, but they were still as calm as ever, even though the dark clouds were thick and the wind was raging, the water was still not alarmed.

"Nothing? It's just that I see my sister as gentle and dignified, quiet and beautiful, like a woman born in a rich family; It's just that your hands are supposed to be slender and fair, how can they be so rough? ”

Qing'er was surprised and couldn't help but ask.

After all, the two get along with each other, sisters, and they just want to know a little more.

Yuenu's eyes hesitated slightly, and she smiled, "Sister doesn't know, Yuenu only entered the palace when she was thirteen years old; Before entering the palace, the moon slave was a poor family that grew up in the people. Unfortunately, my parents died early, and I lived with my older brother since I was five years old, and my brother took me to take me a pity, but my unscrupulous sister-in-law often bullied me. I know how to do laundry, cooking, chopping wood with fresh water, so after a long time, my hands will grind out blisters and grow calluses. ”

Qing'er grabbed the hand of the moon slave and couldn't help but feel distressed.

When I was so old, at least my father was covered and hurt.

And she can only be bullied by her unscrupulous sister-in-law.

"Yue Nu, I never thought that your life was so miserable, why didn't you sue your brother?"

Yue Nu smiled faintly, "It's all over, and now it's all right, isn't it?" At that time, my brother's life was not easy, and the whole family was carried by him, and I only thought about what I could do more. In the end, I realized that I couldn't do anything after all. And I'm just a burden to that home, superfluous. Perhaps, if I don't save zài, it will be better and life will be easier. Qing'er, don't talk about this, it's all over. Qing'er, what about you? How did you come to this house? ”

always thought that she was the saddest, Qing'er never thought that the life of the moon slave was far more difficult and hard than herself.

Bumpy and bumpy, her life is a little similar to mine, unforgettable, indelible memories remain in zài's memory, difficult to retreat.

Perhaps, meeting is a kind of fate, and it should be cherished.

Life is always so difficult, no one knows, what will happen to you, what will happen in the future?

"When I was five years old, my mother died. My father was a businessman, and he gave me all the love, took me into business, traveled to other countries, and raised me like a boy. At that time, I thought I was the happiest person in the world. Happiness got carried away, but one day, this qiē came to an abrupt end. ”

Qing'er looked into the distance and sighed, and the sorrow of the past appeared in front of her.

"What's wrong?"

The moon slave asked casually.

Qing'er said calmly, "When I was thirteen years old, my father died. My happiness ended. My father left me a lot of money, but my stepmother was jealous, and she eventually came up with a way to sell me to an old man as a daughter-in-law. On my wedding day, I was tied to a sedan chair. The nurse took pity on me and secretly gave me half a piece of porcelain behind my stepmother's back, wishing me escape! Fortunately, the heavens had mercy on me, and I finally escaped. ”

The moon slave stepped forward to hold Qing'er's hand, and there was always a feeling of pity, "Qing'er, I never thought that you also had such a tragic fate!" In the future, you and I will no longer be alone, can we be sisters? ”

"Good! I'm thinking of another sister as nice as you. Here, our sisters have a good response. ”

Qing'er felt inexplicably happy.

It feels like a kind of fate.

The moon slave was also very excited, "We'll bow down now!" ”

"Good! Luckily, there are still some candles on the table over there, I'll get them! ”

Qing'er turned around and went to get the candle.

inside the house.

The lights were bright, Qing'er, and the moon slave knelt in front of the candle.

They looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"The Emperor is above......

"My Moon Slave ......"

"My young ......"

Smile at each other, know each other, and cherish each other.

"In this life, I wish to be sisters, life and death, honor and disgrace, and never give up!"

The two of them both knelt down and bowed, tacitly.

In the sky, the sacred candlelight bears witness to their unswerving sisterhood.

"Sister, let me help you up, right?"

"Sister first, please!"

"Then let's do it together!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, a calm and tacit understanding.

Sisterhood is like a pure contract, and we sincerely keep each other.

There is more concern for each other, a mutual understanding, and a tight enjoyment no matter what happens in the future, silently, no matter what, always never give up.