Approaching the triennial draft ceremony, the huge palace is also tense and lively. The work of the idle palaces is also several times more than in the past, especially the middle palace of the queen mother, the east palace of the four concubines and the west palace of the remaining houses. The palace ladies cheered up and made sure to clean up the palace before the draft.

Su Jinyu, Hatsune and Hatsuqin were sent to clean the eight palaces of the West Palace, and the three of them had to clean so many places, which made Hatsune and Hatsuqin inevitably complain, but the situation forced them to have no choice. What made Chuqin deeply puzzled was the addition of Su Jinyu, Aunt Qingyun took good care of her on weekdays, and she was rarely asked to do heavy work, and she only worked hard for a few days, and this treatment plummeted.

On the way to the West Palace, Su Jinyu walked behind the two of them, always keeping her head down and not even looking at the road ahead, relying on Hatsune's heels to clear the way for her.

The injury on her cheek has also improved significantly thanks to the medicinal powder that Ruomei begged for her. There is no need to rely on rouge gouache and it is not easy for people to notice the abnormality, and in her heart, she has never been able to let go of Lingyun's words and actions that day, and slowly devoured her heart as time passed.

When she passed the side hall, she couldn't help but be stunned in her steps. It was the swing that Madame loved, and it was the swing that brought her bad luck, but she just couldn't forget it.

Chu Qin turned around and explained that Su Jinyu remembered that when she turned the corner, she saw her pestle outside the arch, staring at everything inside with her eyes blank, her eyes seemed sad and gratified.

"Jinyu, why don't you leave?" She grabbed Hatsune, who was walking with her, turned around and walked to Su Jinyu's side, and followed her gaze to land on the swing.

Hatsune saw the reluctant emotion in her eyes, and couldn't help but stretch out her hand and shake it in front of her eyes, "It's not too early, and if you don't leave, I'm afraid that I will be punished by my aunt again." Jinyu, if you like it, stay and clean this side hall. ”

Su Jinyu's whole body was shocked, her eyes flashed, and she smiled lightly, "Thank you, Sister Hatsune." This smile contained too much helplessness and bitterness, even though her heart was surging into the sea, she still stepped into the threshold without regrets.

Hatsune and Hatsuqin looked at each other and smiled, no matter what Su Jinyu did, or what she did. In the hearts of the two of them, she is a friend who shares ups and downs, and if she likes it, they are willing to fulfill her.

Su Jinyu walked to the door of the hall with an empty bucket, she stretched out her hand and pushed open the seemingly heavy door, which was empty. Since Ling Yun secretly summoned her here that day, no one here has come in for half a step.

Even the arrogant Mrs. Ru could only linger beside the swing, after all, this side hall was not her palace, and if she broke into it and passed it into the ears of the emperor, she was afraid that her grade would be reduced a lot because of this.

With a lot of worries, she no longer let those trivial matters hinder her steps, rolled up her loose sleeves, closed the door of the temple, and walked towards the apse.

She had only been to this palace once, and in her eyes, it was more elegant and chic than the few palaces she had visited. In the past, the concubines who lived here were afraid that they were not chasing fame and wealth, and without those furnishings, it would be much easier to clean.

The swing outside the temple gate occasionally stirs back and forth in the case of cold wind, shaking off the autumn frost that has fallen above.

It was about an hour before she finished cleaning the main hall, and the bucket was filled with dirty water, with a few strands of spider silk floating on the water.

There was a distance from the well, and when she pushed open the door of the temple with a bucket, Mrs. Ru and Mrs. Hua appeared on the edge of the swing at some point, talking and laughing.

Mrs. Ru sat on the swing and enjoyed playing with the freshly painted cardamom, which was like a fire, which deeply stabbed Su Jinyu's eyes.