In the middle of the night, a lone lamp, Chonghua leaned on the beauty couch, and watched carefully with the embroidery in his hand.

The two parrots were yellow and green, and their black grape-like eyes seemed to be divine.

I haven't painted for many years, and my hands are a little raw. Thankfully, drawing a bird isn't a problem.

He lowered his head again, stitch by stitch to depict the feathers on the parrot's body. It's a job of patience. You have to endure loneliness, endure loneliness.

It's been a month. Zhou Wenyuan has never been to Chunxiang Pavilion.

The red lantern hung from the east to the west. It was almost evenly wet.

But like the wind blowing in Chunxiang Pavilion, the lamp never dared to approach this courtyard. As if I was afraid of being blown out.

The maids in the yard went from the excitement at the beginning, to the indifference later, and then to the anxiety now. Looking at Chonghua's gaze is different from day to day.

Chonghua didn't care. In addition to embroidery every day, I also occasionally draw some fine brushwork. There are many people in the palace who are vassals and elegant, and the tools are readily available.

It's just that I drew a bird casually, and it was held and passed on by the maids in surprise. After that, the number of people who came to the door to ask for paintings gradually increased.

The aunts of the various courtyards don't seem to be favored when they see Chonghua. I don't even have the heart to earn it. gradually let go of her heart. Although it is not to the point of completeness, it is not so scrupulous.

Occasionally come by and have a chat. will be bored by Chonghua's sullen temperament.

It's Zhou Yayun, who comes to play more than one day at a time. Pestered Chonghua to teach her to draw. Recently, I was talking about the birthday of King Tongjiang, and I was ready to make a screen, which was a blockbuster.

"Little sister-in-law, you think you can hide. It's also going to be longevity. "Zhou Yayun has been called Chonghua's sister-in-law since she entered Chunxiang Pavilion from Chonghua.

I also corrected it a few times, but the next day it continued to call. There is only such a young lady in the royal mansion. Who dared to refute her meaning.

Chonghua is just a nickname, just call it.

"Every year on their birthdays, the concubines in the house have to prepare gifts. However, most of these gifts are prepared by the mother's family. Zhou Yayun held a crab claw and traced the fluff on the cat's body one by one.

Don't look at the little girl's temperament. But when it comes to drawing, he is very patient. Even Chonghua admires this.

"There are also poor families, let alone embroider something. Otherwise, the next year will not be easy. ”

Chonghua propped his cheeks and watched Zhou Yayun roll up her sleeves and draw carefully. But I have a concept of this kind of birthday worship like a year-end exam.

"I'm not going." Chonghua said lightly.

To put it bluntly, although she lives here, she has never given tea to the princess, and she is not a real concubine. It sounds like an aunt, but in fact she's just a prisoner.

"You, it's hard to say. My brother has been idle lately. I don't go to anyone's yard. Zhou Yayun put down the pen and dared to take a hard breath.

Whose yard didn't go? How is this possible, there will be lights up every night tomorrow.

"You say light the lights? What's wrong with lighting up? You can leave it unlit. Zhou Yayun saw Chonghua's doubts, and said with a look of accustomedness.

Chonghua lowered his head and groaned, no wonder these aunts would come to her yard to stand for a while if there was nothing to do recently. If it was really rain and dew, someone would have jumped out to show off. Everyone knows who and where they will stay.

A woman's imagination is immeasurable. A single thread can pull out a spaceship. The jump is wide, and the topic is wide. They all came to her to inquire about the news.

Everyone will think that the master lit the lamp is just a trick, and it is not a quiet run to see the new little ~ cheap ~ people.

Looking at the snow outside the window, Chonghua sighed. It's really hard for them. Zhou Wenyuan really didn't come to her once.

At dinner, Zhou Yayun went back to the front yard. Chonghua waited as usual, and Jinghua Shuiyue prepared the meal and prepared to eat.

was about to set the table, but saw a handsome guy running in outside. whispered something to the little maid who was guarding the door. The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up as if they were Li Xingchen.

Chonghua stood in the room and saw it clearly, but he couldn't see what the little maid said to the maid.

lip language, I still understand a little bit. When you write, you have a lot to read. I know a little more.

A second-class maid had already come in to deliver the word, and the excitement in her words was the same as that of the New Year. Sure enough, Jinghua was also surprised and hurriedly walked in.

"Miss, the master ordered the lights to be lit at night."

Chonghua was stunned for a moment, light the lamp?

There was already a panic in the yard. The small courtyard that had never been fortunate before, everyone was as excited as if it was before dawn.

Jinghua Shuiyue carefully inspected Chonghua's clothing and jewelry, probably planning to show the most beautiful side of Chonghua.

Looking at a room full of flustered maids. Chonghua snorted. He asked, "When will you set the meal?" Are you going to let me go hungry and serve you? ”

It was like a thunderbolt. Immediately woke up all the maids.

That's right, I can't come in, affectionate, suddenly my stomach gurgles, and there is no artistic conception.

Hurry up and put away the dishes and chopsticks to eat, and there will be a major event in the evening.

Chonghua looked at the extra bowls of dishes in plain white, and secretly sighed that the influence of the prince was so huge. Even the cook was excited. Sure enough, it was a person who attained the Tao and the chicken dog ascended to heaven.

After dinner, everyone packed up and waited for it. I was looking forward to it.

Sure enough, half an hour later, a middle-aged man walked over with a red light.

Chonghua didn't sit by the window. After eating and eating for a while, he was pulled by Jinghua Shuiyue to clean his body and wash his hair.

The courtyard was full of little maids watching the excitement. The proud little faces were full of brilliance. It's as if that lamp represents a qiē.

Chonghua sighed, sat in front of the mirror, and dried his hair little by little.

Chonghua didn't have much sense of what was going to happen at night. As a woman who has lived in modern society for nearly 30 years, there is nothing that can move her.

Looking at the fair and warm face in the mirror, Chonghua didn't know the person in the mirror for a moment. I could only see Jinghua standing behind her, combing her long hair one by one.

Because it was night, there was no need to apply fat powder, only balm. And another maid came in with a pot of incense and incense. Fortunately, the taste is light, otherwise Chonghua would not be able to stand it and open the window.

The bedding was replaced with new ones. There was even a white handkerchief neatly placed in the middle of the bed.

When the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them anyway. They may not understand.

The night grew deeper. The people watching at the door still did not return to their rooms to rest. They all expect the prince to be able to salute when he enters the courtyard.

Chonghua couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to sit on the bed, took a book, and looked at it page by page.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no one to be seen. The flames that had been rising in the crowd were gradually extinguished. Gradually, some people gave up waiting and went back to their rooms to rest.

Chonghua asked Jinghua Shuiyue to put the curtain and lie down with the quilt. Didn't Zhou Yayun say it, you can't go if you light the lamp.

So, what do you do if you don't sleep?

In the dark, there is a slight movement of the wind. A cold air wafted in from outside. Chonghua, who was asleep, frowned slightly and tightened the quilt on his body.

Suddenly, the quilt was ripped open, and a cold wind poured in. Chonghua was about to open his eyes, but was embraced into a strong embrace.

"Waited, huh?" The low-alcohol voice was attached to Chonghua's neck.

Chonghua was startled, and opened his eyes suddenly, and in front of him was Zhou Wenyuan, who he hadn't seen for a month.

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