Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Prison Bird

The days of being a concubine were not as difficult as Chonghua imagined.

Zhou Wenyuan threw her in this backyard, but he never came to stay overnight.

The warblers and swallows in each courtyard went from the very beginning of the door-to-door wait-and-see, to the temptation of gift-giving, to the small-scale blockage. Finally, after repeatedly confirming that the prince would not go to Chunxiang Pavilion to stay overnight. Chunxiang Pavilion was deserted.

The days seemed to have returned to the time when they were still in the Ling Mansion. Chonghua just sits on the chair next to the bed every day, looking at the dead branches in the courtyard, and there is a book on the table that has not been reactionary for a long time, and a cup of tea. Sit alone for a day.

The maids who served in Chunxiang Pavilion initially thought that the new aunt always had some days of solitary favor. It may not be that you don't have the heart to get the moon first near the water, but you can leap into the dragon when the time is ripe. But after a long time, I found that although there was never less of rewards. There has never been a shortage of portions. But the prince of the world has never come to Chunxiang Pavilion to spend the night.

This stumped almost everyone.

Jinghua Shuiyue knew Chonghua's thoughts, and she never persuaded her. That day, the knife was on Dongfang Xu's finger, and Chonghua frowned. There was a hole in his eyes begging for death. Such a person cannot be persuaded.

There are indeed many concubines in the backyard of the Tongjiang Palace. Although it is not as good as the three thousand beauties, there are still six people. plus Chonghua, a total of seven. or cold, or delicate, or exquisite, or delicate, all kinds. There is no duplication and there is no need to compare with each other.

On weekdays, everyone lives in peace and quiet. If the prince is lucky, he will light a red lantern at the door.

Every day, there is a maid standing at the door and watching from afar, watching the person who lights the lamp to hang the lamp to whose house.

Chonghua held his head, this scene was very familiar. Ah, there are scenes like this when watching movies. It was an adaptation of a novel. It tells the story of a red lantern that involves the hearts of several women.

But I didn't expect that this scene would be seen here again.

It was a round lantern. It's like a plump berry. It contains sweet and sour juice, which attracts the bee ants to fight for themselves.

"Miss. The master sent a cage of parrots, specially for the young lady to relieve her boredom. Although her current status is that of a concubine, Jinghua and Shuiyue still call Miss Chonghua.

A gold-filigree birdcage is well-crafted. There are a few small parrots in the pink, yellow, green, pink and blue. Crowded together, they look extraordinarily soft.

Chonghua looked at the birds and lowered his eyebrows. These birds, like her.

"Hang it out. It's too cold on the porch. ”

Jinghua and Shui Yue glanced at each other, and there was indescribable surprise in their eyes. The prince of the world rewarded the gold and silver jewelry, but he never saw Chonghua move his eyebrows.

Now he takes the initiative to care about whether the birds are frozen, and it seems that he has finally found the right way this time.

Hurriedly responded with a crisp sound, and hung the cage on the rattan rack outside.

All the drinking water bowls are complete. These parrots don't need to be touched, and they are all taken care of by the mirror.

"Miss, it's a little cold today. Let's eat the pot at night. "Shui Yue saw Chonghua in a good mood today. He asked with a smile.

Chonghua looked at the snow outside, it had snowed the day before. At this time, the temperature has risen, and the snow has melted, and it is indeed a little cold. Eat hot pot...... It's okay too.

He nodded.

Chonghua lives in Chunxiang Pavilion, but he has never wronged himself. Eat whatever you want. The body is the capital of leather ~ life. You have to take care of your body before you have the strength to do other things, don't you?

Since that day, Chonghua has seriously thought about what his small body can do. If you can't pick your shoulders and can't carry them, even if you really escape, you can only go to a big family to be a maid. As Zhou Wenyuan said, it is too easy to find her.

But if she has the ability to survive, then even if she is out of the city, she can find a way to live.

Looking at the snow outside, Chonghua tightened his cloak.

"Mirror Flower."

Kagakika is filling up the parrot's trough outside. Hearing Chonghua calling her, she hurriedly walked in.

"What does the young lady command?"

Chonghua looked at Jinghua and opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't know if Jinghua would agree to her if he said it.

Jinghua looked at Chonghua and stopped talking, thinking that she didn't want to eat hot pot at night but was embarrassed to say it. smiled and said, "If Miss doesn't want to eat the pot at night, it's too late to prepare for something else." ”

This stems from the fact that Chonghua never causes trouble to people. Even if they wake up at night, Chonghua will not wake up them who are keeping vigil to fill the soup woman.

Chonghua shook his head: "No, I want to ask you, can you teach me embroidery." ”

Embroidery is something that ancient women must learn since childhood. Chonghua is really lacking in this aspect. Nine years of compulsory education plus four years of college, there has never been a moment when I wanted to learn this quaint craft. Today, it's the easiest way to get started.

Jinghua obviously didn't expect Chonghua's request. After being stunned for a few seconds, he quickly nodded in agreement.

"The green acacia in the yard is very good, and I called to teach the lady to embroider at night."

For Chonghua to make such a request, Jinghua thought very simply. It's a long night, and there's always something to pass the time. If the prince does not come, it is impossible for the young lady to ask for the blessing of the prince. In this way, it can be regarded as something to do. Don't get too bored.

After dinner, Jinghua walked in with a girl around 12 years old.

The little girl may have just taken a shower and her hair is neatly combed. There are still faint freckles on the green little face. His hands were clenched tightly at the hem of the short jacket, and there was an indescribable apprehension.

"This is Qinghuai." Jinghua respectfully reported to Chonghua.

Chonghua nodded, raised his hand and beckoned Qinghuai to come closer.

"I want to start with the basics. If it's too difficult, don't rush first. Chonghua said softly.

Qinghuai's face suddenly turned red, and he nodded hurriedly: "Maid, maid, maidservant will definitely serve the wife of the dog and horse." ”

Chonghua was stunned for a moment, blinking at the little girl with bright eyes in front of him. Suddenly, he lowered his head and laughed out loud.

It's been a long time since I've laughed like this. Chonghua only felt a slight pain in his chest. Such innocent children are no longer common in modern times. Even in ancient times, the maids who served in the courtyard did not have their own thoughts. This green locust is interesting.

Jinghua and Shui Yue frowned for a moment when Qinghuai opened her mouth to speak. But Chonghua's sudden hearty laughter made Jinghua and Shui Yue suddenly dispel the idea of bringing Qinghuai back.

Don't discipline or teach embroidery, at least this girl can make the young lady smile. Then, she has the value of saving zĂ i.

So, Qinghuai officially stayed in the back room. Teach Chonghua embroidery every day. I started by threading the needle, and taught it stitch by stitch. He patiently taught Chonghua the simple craftsmanship that has passed through thousands of years.

The days of Chonghua are gradually enriched.

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