Now that His Majesty has been on the throne for three years, no palace concubine has been beaten into the cold palace, and the women in the cold palace should all be from the previous dynasty.

In charge of this is a dying old woman.

Her dim eyes looked at Qinglan and Zheng Ruoyi, whose clothes were messy, and they had not washed much for a long time.

And the two of them originally thought that they couldn't see people now, and they couldn't see the appearance and facial features of other people, so they knew that they were still neat.

The old lady didn't care about them, to be precise, those who were already crazy, she didn't care much about everyone.

In two days, they saw each other walking with the sun, and there was a grandmother who looked like she was forty or fifty years old, carrying a chair for her and carrying it for herself.

There was no sunlight in the courtyard, and when the sun went down, they went back to the house together, and the doors and windows were closed, and there was no sound.

The others were crazy, but they also knew it was colder outside, and they all went back to their houses.

Qinglan and Zheng Ruoyi didn't dare to confront those crazy people, but fortunately, they didn't come forward either.

Naturally, I moved out of the house just to bask in the sun, but to have food here twice a day.

It's rice, but it's just some sorghum paste.

It is light brown, extremely coarse, and has no taste, and can have an extra black nest head at dinner.

Not to mention that Zheng Ruoyi is difficult to swallow, Qinglan is quite difficult to swallow slowly.

It took a cup of tea to swallow these foods, barely filling their stomachs.

As soon as they received the food, the two of them left, for the men quickly destroyed their own food, and then stared at them with a pair of eyes that seemed to be bursting with wolf light.

has been relegated to the cold palace for seven days, Qinglan and Zheng Ruoyi's injuries have gradually improved, and they can walk freely.

They began to clean up the house that had been divided into them.

What are the days of the cold palace like?

What happens to those who have been here for a long time?

Other times they don't know, but in the fall, they spend the whole day in that small venue.

And not far from there, there is a small well where you can draw water.

Just be careful, because the surrounding mud is a little slippery, and the stone well is quite low, so it may be difficult to get out if you accidentally fall into it.

Every time they go to fetch water, Qinglan and Zheng Ruoyi have to be the two of them.

Recently, I have been busy mainly nailing some boards to the outside of the walls to slightly block out the cool breeze.

As for Zheng Ruoyi rolling up her sleeves to help, Qinglan sent her away and asked her to bask in the sun.

He also told not to go far, just not far away, and not to go to bask in the sun with them.

Zheng Luoyi responded angrily, but it didn't take long for him to move over with a small wooden plank.

Qinglan glanced at it, put down the rag and walked forward quickly.

Zheng Ruoyi hurriedly shouted: "Don't be so fast, don't pull the wound that hasn't healed yet!" ”

Qinglan raised her hand to take it, but Zheng Ruoyi held the plank with both hands to avoid it.

The two of them reached out and pressed the plank to the ground.

Immediately, Qingluo grabbed Zheng Ruoyi's wrist and turned her palm over, seeing that the palm was black and slightly bloody, and her brows were furrowed.

Zheng Ruoyi withdrew her hand, put her arm behind her back, and smiled on her face, "It's okay, you don't have to be so particular now, a little scratch." ”

"These jobs can be done by the slave and maid, no matter when, you are the master, Qinglan is the slave and the maid, how can it be a trivial matter about the master's body!"

Qinglan said solemnly.

Zheng Ruoyi's tone was sad, "Qinglan, now I am really not the master, although I am still in the position of a woman, but I can't compare to the palace maids outside!" ”

Qinglan stubbornly said: "You are the master, not the master of others, but also the master of slaves!" ”

Zheng Ruoyi smiled bitterly, thought about it for a while, and could only say it differently, "It's not that I have to do something with you."

It's that one person is slower, and the slightest cool breeze wafts in at night, even if the two of us are next to each other, it's cold and can't sleep peacefully, so I want to work with you to fix the house quickly. ”

Qinglan couldn't speak, lowered her head slightly, and looked very lonely, "It's all useless slaves." ”

Zheng Ruoyi was anxious, "How can Qinglan think like this, how can you be useless!" If you hadn't pounced on me and saved me, I'd have died.

Or even if you have half a life left, how can you want to improve your living conditions when you go to the cold palace, but I am afraid that you will have to get by like others in the cold palace! ”

Qinglan lowered her eyes and looked supple, "That's what slaves and maids should be." ”

Zheng Ruoyi's eyes were full of helplessness, "So this is going back again." ”

What you can do is your duty.

Anything beyond one's ability is useless.

What a faithful slave and maid?

If it was before, she didn't regard Qinglan as a lowly slave in her heart, but because this is a feudal society, she will not come up with that set of equality for everyone.

Slowly, at first I don't get used to it, but because I don't serve people but are served, I will naturally get used to it.

But now, how can she see Qinglan as a slave who can be rightfully commanded.

To say that it is a life-saving grace may be too serious.

But she is really grateful in her heart for being able to resolutely protect her, take the big board for her and come to this cold palace fearlessly, and still treat her like this.

And Qinglan thought that she was doing her own work, and her master was also working together, and the rules she had received since she was a child made her a little entangled.

But she wasn't too pedantic either, and the hand holding the board moved slowly.

Zheng Ruoyi instantly understood, held the other end of the plank, and the two of them walked towards the house in front of them with all their strength.

"Qinglan, I just saw that there are a few houses not far away that are also old, but there are still a few good materials, and I will move in later, and the houses should be repaired today."

"The little master shall no longer carry heavy objects alone, and when this is nailed, the slave and maid will go with you."

"Okay, I'll go with Qinglan, and everything will be with you in the future, and I will take care of it!"

The sky gradually darkened, and the cold palace was even more cold.

Qinglan and Zheng Ruoyi stood in front of the house, and they couldn't help but feel excited, the autumn wind blew, and it was really cold.

Qinglan stepped forward to push the door open, Zheng Ruoyi entered, the door closed, the coolness spreading on her body suddenly receded, and the wind in her ears faded.

The two looked at the house that had been slightly cleaned in the past few days, glanced at each other, and the silhouette of each other's appearance was faintly visible under the small oil lamp, and their hearts were a little warm.

No matter what the situation, it is always a little comforting to have someone by your side.

At night, the two of them slept next to each other, and I don't know if the house was repaired or what, but I always felt that it was warm to sleep one night.

And the next day, the many broken bricks on the house told them that yesterday was just a delusion.

The two went to the cold palace outside together, and after receiving their share, this time they did not leave and returned to their own house to eat.

The teeth and mouths were practiced, and the speed was faster, and after others ate their own portions in three or two, they all looked greedy.

Qinglan and Zheng Ruoyi bit their cheeks, and they were even faster, and their hearts hurt for a while.

In those eyes were gone, relieved.

They looked at each other again, and walked in parallel towards the younger grandmother beside the old grandmother.

She looked to be forty or fifty years old, a little fat, and her clothes were gray, but she looked much more decent against the background of a large crowd of ragged people with hair and black straw around her.

She is the goddaughter of the old grandmother, Grandma Chen.

Qinglan pressed Zheng Ruoyi's hand and let her take a step behind her, and then she stepped forward and lowered her eyebrows and saluted.

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