Because Chu Zikai took advantage of the weakness of others to carry out that intentional punishment on Yu Zhao, the red mark left in the middle of her neck successfully played a role, and it hung on the throat socket, which was particularly eye-catching. In the autumn, the mosquitoes have long been extinct, I am afraid that they will come to the pot to put some of them, as long as the people with long eyes, at a glance, they will know how this red mark came from, and they will inevitably have a secret imagination, and guess the romance that the two of them experienced yesterday.

Yu Zhao has always been most afraid that someone will peep into her and Chu Zikai's room to make fun of the shame openly and secretly, last night I unintentionally saw this red mark, I was not ashamed enough, I didn't forget to worry about it when I fell asleep at night, I covered my neck for a night, and when I opened my eyes the next day, the first thing I did was to rack my brains to find a way to cover this thing.

Most of the people in the palace are cultivated, Yu Zhao has to be cautious, and first look at the surrounding situation to know that this truth is true, even the little palace maid in Zhaohui Palace who is still in the age of cardamom and has not been contaminated with the dust of love, when she came to pour tea, she unintentionally glanced up at her neck, and couldn't help but blush and bow her head and snicker.

It is conceivable that although the trace is only a little small, the influence is extraordinary. If it is seen by those people who have experienced personnel outside, a few mouths are arranged together, so that the cunning attendants who have a little ink in their stomachs can hear it, and they will write out some fragrant records in the accounts of emperors and princesses with a pen dipped in ink and take them out to buy them outside the palace, it will definitely spread widely, and then the people in the future of the world will know about the situation of singing in the Chaohui Palace in this dynasty and this generation.

Don't say it without shame and shame, don't say it first, if you don't have a heart, Yu Zhao is afraid that he will fall into the eternal crime of bewitching the king and abolishing the government, so Yu Zhao feels that his worries are definitely not superfluous, he doesn't comb his hair or change his clothes after waking up in the morning, and he doesn't have the heart to put on a crown for Chu Zikai's clothes.

But I don't know how many boxes of pearl cream I wiped, but I didn't see the stubborn red spots dissipate, and the goose egg powder alabaster also made a desperate move, and it still couldn't eliminate the arrogance of that little red, and the internal attack was ineffective, Yu Zhao tried to change various styles of clothes again, and the most conservative one could only cover a small half, and it was useless to cover it, but it was better to expose it calmly and not cover it.

Helpless, Yu Zhao frowned and looked at the bronze mirror, extremely depressed, looked at the weather outside the window, now fifteen autumn tigers have just passed, the cold autumn has not arrived, and I feel that it is too exaggerated to wear high-necked clothes to go out at this time, but if I go out with a little red plum blossom on this snow-white skin, in the garden full of golden osmanthus, I am afraid that it will be even more targeted.

So Yu Zhao finally gave up the idea, with half shame and half caution, he kicked angrily and came forward with a smile to please Chu Zikai, the initiator of the mistake, to vent his anger, and then simply used the reason that the wind was cold after drinking, wrapped a light silk scarf around his neck, and then closed the door and hid in the house, only saying that it was inconvenient to see people while sick, so he was able to excuse himself from the next few days.

However, this is not all without benefits, Yu Zhao happened to be able to spare a lot of leisure, so he had to take out the embroidery box, pick out some patterns, and prepare to embroider the Baifu pillow that he had promised to give to Concubine Ling to calm her nerves.

But for the embroidery of female workers, Yu Zhao has self-knowledge, and never dares to boast of Chu Qiao, you must know that in Da Chu, this kind of virtuous ability necessary for the daughter's family in the boudoir, the girls have begun to take root since childhood. As far as they are concerned, what is a mere hundred blessing pillows, even a hundred flowers can be needles and flowers, Liu Zhaorong and others, I am afraid that they just heard that the daughter of Xifan does not need to learn this skill, and it is expected that Yu Zhao is an outsider, and he wants to make it difficult.

And Yu Zhao was indeed as they expected, embarrassed, but not because she grew up in Xifan and failed to learn but was a beginner, but because she grew up in the bitter cold, when she was young, she only knew that the gray wolves hunted and fished together and climbed trees to survive, and she was never carefully taught by the teacher, so that the talent period was missed, and her soft fingers were not trained to be flexible and dexterous. At this time, I don't know where to start with the needle and thread, even if I invite the best embroiderer in the world to come and teach, I can't make her proficient in this meticulous work.

After almost comprehending the basics, Yu Zhao stubbornly held his clumsy fingers, took the needle and stabbed the silk with the wood, several times carelessly, almost fell off the needle and stitched his hand, a group of ingenious maids surrounded the side and watched anxiously, eager to help her do it, fearfully guided, and the needle was finally smoother.

But the embroidered and dismantled and embroidered all kinds of blessing words, it took countless efforts to successfully embroider it, and it was still unsatisfactory to pick it up and look at it all over. If you have to talk about a level, Yu Zhao looked around, the palace is full of carved beams and paintings, even the gong bucket is depicted with gold-edged silver flowers are extremely exquisite, this pillow stitch is incompatible, ordinary rich people may not use this thing, but it is the same level as the Chu Zikai graffiti painting of Chu Zikai hanging on the wall.

Yu Zhao thinks that it is okay to take out this kind of work as a joke from time to time to consume each other with people close to him, but it is really shameless to give it to outsiders as a gift. Ask someone to help embroider it, but I feel too perfunctory to show insincerity.

In a dilemma, Yu Zhao finally came up with a compromise method, and sent someone to instruct the division room to embroider an exquisite Baifu set to prepare, and when he was finished here, he would send it directly to be installed, and then send it to Concubine Ling's palace.

During this period, he could only deal with silk needlework, boring and boring, Yu Zhao looked at all kinds of tricks, looked at all kinds of flowers, and felt tired several times and wanted to give up, but in line with the idea of repaying Concubine Ling's kindness for sending medicine, he finally gritted his teeth and insisted on picking up the embroidery needle and thread himself.

Seeing this, Chu Zikai persuaded him several times not to move, but he was helpless and distressed, so he ordered Wen Luo to enter the palace, and asked her to come over every day to talk and chat with Yu Zhao......

"I don't know if this pillow represents good fortune, but it's true that people want to laugh at first sight,"

Wen Luo took the pillow and looked at it over and over, and the various Fu characters on it were crooked, just like the old man of Fuxing who couldn't hold the pen and write it with a shaky pen because of his old hand.

"It's okay, I think it must be effective, I think Concubine Ling will be happy when she sees this pillow, she often laughs, she sleeps soundly when she is tired of laughing, and she has not lost her original intention of calming her nerves."