At night, Murong Su had a toothache and tossed and turned in bed, never being able to sleep.

The eunuchs and palace maids who served around him were all sent out by him, only Chang Jingzhong, the eunuch who had served him since childhood, heard the news and immediately ran in.

He bent down to pick up the delicately carved gourd-shaped medicine bottle that had been smashed open at his feet, and said softly: "This seems to be Concubine Chen's old thing." ”

Murong Shu opened the bright yellow tent, his pale face did not have any expression, and his pair of dark jade-like eyes stared at the gourd bottle in Chang Jingzhong's hand, "She died the day before yesterday?" ”

Chang Jingzhong nodded, "The queen's mother is the hand of the automatic." ”

"Huh." Murong Shu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This poisonous woman can even do it to her own sister-in-law." ”

"Holy Lord, please take care of the dragon's body." Chang Jingzhong raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Shu, who had been with him for so many years, how could he not know whether he was happy or angry, but the experience when he was young had already created the saint's joy to be unremarkable, and all the happiness or not, he was silently endured in his heart alone.

Otherwise, how can you go down the road of seizing the heir?

It's just that being an emperor is the best?

The saint is now in charge of the life and death of all living beings in the world, but he still can't keep the people he wants to keep, maybe he is in a high position, and he can't help himself.

The farther you go, the more things you will bind.

"She's ......" Murong Shu's tone stagnated, his heart suddenly ached, he didn't lift his breath, and then he coughed, Chang Jingzhong hurriedly stepped forward and smoothed Murong Shu's back.

Murong Shu's eyes turned red from the violent cough, his cold hand held Chang Jingzhong's wrist, looking at the gourd bottle, he asked Chang Jingzhong, "Is she walking peacefully?" ”

Chang Jingzhong was silent and shook his head: "The queen chose Bai Aya." ”

"Poisonous woman!" Murong Shu suddenly became angry, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, because of the pain in his heart, he held Chang Jingzhong's wrist tightly, and his teeth were clenched.

Murong Shu looked at the large patches of bright yellow in front of him, his eyelids kept drooping, and finally, his hand lost his strength, hung on the side of the bed, raised his head, and passed out.

"Doctor! Tell the Imperial Doctor! ”

"Hong Zhao, are you okay?"

The wick on the candlestick suddenly jumped, Nie Hongzhao's eyes lost his mind, the embroidery needle in his hand turned direction, and stabbed her finger holding the embroidery frame, and the blood beads came out at once, and a crimson peony that had just been embroidered was stained with blood and became "peony crying blood".

Fang Yanyu was holding the embroidery frame in a daze, when she heard Nie Hongzhao gasp, she immediately came back to her senses, held her fingers and looked at it carefully: "Why are you so careless, I'll ask my aunt to get some medicine and put it on." ”

Then you have to get up.

Nie Hongzhao grabbed her, "How can there be such a noble, such a small wound, it will be fine at once." ”

In the past, in the cold palace, she had suffered many more injuries than this, and they were deeper than this, she had never applied medicine, let it develop, and over time, it was as good as ever.

Some things, the more you care, the slower they get better, and everything goes naturally, but there will be unexpected results.

After so many years in the cold palace, the only thing she has learned is to be calm.

There are some things that you don't get by fighting for them, but when you don't care, it's the time when it's closest to you.

When Fang Yanyu saw Nie Hongzhao say this, he didn't force it, sat down again, picked up a piece of pastry on the table and put it in his mouth and ate it, "Hongzhao, why do you suddenly want to embroider, wasn't this what you hated the most before?" ”

"yes, I'm nasty." Nie Hongzhao smiled slightly and said, "But this embroidery is the queen's first impression of us, and I don't dare to slack off." ”

When the show girl entered the palace, De Jong's words were indispensable.

Especially for female workers, before the palace selection, the queen will ask the show girl to present a pair of embroidery, and this embroidery will more or less directly affect the queen's first impression of the show girls.

After all, the show girls will not be able to contact the queen for the time being before the palace election.

After Nie Hongzhao finished speaking, she also pinched a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth, it was hibiscus cake, which she liked to eat the most in her previous life.

But I don't know why, but now, her taste has changed a lot, and she doesn't like sweet food very much.

I always feel that this sweet and greasy thing is good at first when I eat it in my mouth, but later, the sweetness fades and it becomes more bitter in my mouth.

She took a bite and put it aside, looking at the peony flowers blooming vividly on the embroidery frame, every stitch and every thread was carefully conceived by her, where to put the needle, where and how to finish, she thought for a long time before she dared to practice.

It's just that this peony flower is dyed with her blood, although only one or two petals, plus a few more needles to cover it, but she still doesn't dare to relax, in case she smells the fishy smell in the flower, it's not good, the queen mother is the most afraid of the fishy smell.

Nie Hongzhao picked up the scissors at hand, cut the embroidered phoenix peony into two, and threw it into the bamboo basket on the side.

"Oh my God, Hong Zhao, you just cut it like this!" Fang Yanyu was surprised: "This is your hard work all night. ”

Fang Yanyu immediately patted the cake crumbs on his hand, took out the embroidered cloth in the bamboo basket, the phoenix bird spread its wings and soared, and the fine green feathers on the phoenix body were embroidered vividly, as if he really saw a phoenix jumping on the embroidered cloth, spreading his wings and ready to fly, and the peony leaf and petal at the bottom were matched just right in terms of color and level, and the decoration was rich and full, luxurious and not distorted.

Fang Yanyu was simply shocked to lose his big teeth.

Even if it is the best embroiderer in the embroidery garden, it may not be able to embroider such a complex pattern in a while, and it has not been conceived in one go.

Thinking of Nie Hongzhao's dog-like embroidery some time ago, Fang Yanyu had to wonder: "Did you ask someone to help you embroider?" ”

Nie Hongzhao smiled, did not speak, picked up another piece of brand-new embroidery cloth in the embroidery basket, fixed it on the embroidery frame, took out a suitable embroidery needle, threaded the thread, lowered his head and continued to embroider.

After so many years in the cold palace, she couldn't do anything for Sui'er, only sewing clothes for the four seasons became all her sustenance. She is young and grows up fast, often she makes one well, and the last one is no longer worn.

She was afraid that she would not like a single pattern, and she would have to find ways to change the pattern embroidery, and her embroidery was accumulated bit by bit at that time.

Once upon a time, where would she do this?

If it weren't for Xue'er, she really didn't know how she would spend these five long years in the cold palace.

Until late at night, Fang Yanyu had fallen asleep.

Nie Hongzhao looked at the embroidery frame in his hand, and took out another thin thread from his arms, the thin thread was not like an ordinary embroidery thread, it seemed to be absent, if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.

After Nie Hongzhao threaded the needle, he embroidered the thin thread into the winged phoenix green feather.