As soon as Zhiwei woke up, she found that her treatment had changed dramatically.

Although the name of the Imperial Village is Huangzhuang, there are also trial fields in it, but it is essentially a royal courtyard, and its function is to relieve the boredom of the royal family and their in-laws. In order to meet this demand, several guest courtyards were built in Zhuangzi, and Nayan Hot Spring was in one of the small courtyards.

When the emperor himself came, he naturally lived in the main courtyard, which was the largest in area. Shin Oh lives in one of the most beautiful guest houses, next to a bamboo forest. If other dignitaries come, they will also be picked in the remaining guest houses.

For example, the eldest princess who came last year didn't like bamboo, so she took her grandson to live in a guest house with a large flower field nearby.

As for the steward and Zhiwei, they can only squeeze in the simple house in the corner of Zhuangzi, just like the palace people in the palace.

But fortunately, the place in Zhuangzi is big enough, and Zhiwei's identity is a bit special, and she doesn't need to crowd the shop with other girls, but has a small room by herself.

But that room is also a house with four walls, and it is much more shabby than in the palace, and even the house of the Huanyi Bureau is much better than here.

When she first came, Zhi Wei was still muttering in her heart, is it that the steward here feels that the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, so he deliberately detains it here. This suspicion and prejudice continued until she overheard the steward's own house.

However, after falling asleep in the hot spring courtyard that day, she woke up to find herself in a completely unfamiliar room.

The quilt is beautifully embroidered brocade, the body is a soft cushion, the tent is made of madder leno, and there is a faint smell of smoke lingering in the room, like a rather precious agarwood incense. Even, the wound wrapped in her palm was not ordinary gauze, but the softest and silkiest tribute Yunshui silk......

It's not that Zhiwei hasn't seen such a good thing, there are so many in the palace, but she has never seen herself sleeping in the middle of such a good thing......

What made her even more terrifying was that she had just gotten up from the bed, and a little girl ran in from outside, and began to greet her in all directions.

"Sister Zhiwei can be regarded as awake, you have slept for two days and one night, your head still hurts, drink some water first, I cooked some porridge for you, the most suitable for patients to eat......"

Moreover, this little girl is not a person from Zhuangzi, but the little palace maid Jiang Xue of Qiande Palace.

Last time, Zhiwei was seriously ill, and Jiang Xue was also transferred to take care of herself. Although she knew that it was the meaning of the top, Jiang Xue did her best for her, never flattered her too much, nor treated her coldly, let alone cheating.

After that, Jiang Xue became another talkative partner of Zhiwei in the Qiande Palace, but because of the different division of labor, they couldn't see each other often.

Zhi Wei looked at Jiang Xue's calm expression and felt that her head was buzzing and hurting.

"Jiangxue, why did you get out of the palace? Could it be that you did something wrong to get brought here? ”

Jiang Xue explained inexplicably: "Doing something wrong? Naturally, there is no ...... It was Mr. Zhao who asked me to come and take care of you. ”

Zhiwei is even more inexplicable than her.

"Mr. Zhao asked you to take care of me? Why? Am I still dreaming? ”

She clutched her aching head and sat back on the bed.

Jiang Xue hurriedly supported her, quickly stuffed her into the quilt again, and continued to explain calmly: "Manager Zhao said that I am clever, diligent, and can talk to my sister, so I let me come over." In addition to me, there are three other people here, all of whom are waiting for your sister in this courtyard. ”

She said it confidently, as if it was not strange that the chief manager of Qiande Palace specially assigned a little palace maid to the imperial village to take care of another palace maid who was "kicked out" out of the palace.

Zhiwei hadn't eaten for more than a day, and the fever hadn't completely subsided, so she was dizzy, and she couldn't care about arguing with Jiang Xue about it.

After a brief wash, she ate some porridge, lay back to sleep for a while, and her mind gradually cleared up.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Zhi Wei thought seriously for a long time, and barely came up with a reliable guess.

Most of the time, she went underwater to untie the water weeds for the emperor that day, and unfortunately fell ill with injuries, and the emperor felt compassion, so he provided her with a perfect healing environment.

Well, it must be like this, there can be no other reason!

Zhiwei fell asleep with her own brain, and when she woke up again, it was dusk.

After the meal, while staring at the bowl of bitter medicine soup emitting white mist, she asked Jiang Xue, "Which courtyard is this?" ”

Jiang Xue said: "This is the river and mountain residence. Then, with a calm face, he continued to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Zhiwei: ......

Heshanju is the name of the main courtyard, and the meaning is obvious, it is the meaning of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

This courtyard is exclusive to the emperor himself, even if the eldest princess who is a generation older than the emperor, or even the emperor's wife herself, can only choose from the rest of the courtyard.

Of course, this place does not want to be like the Xishan Palace, even if the emperor and the concubine come, they will not stay here for a long time. But when Zhiwei came to the Huangzhuang, she realized that the main courtyard always had to be fully cleaned every two or three days, just to prevent the emperor from coming on a whim.

When she was planting in autumn last time, Zhiwei followed the emperor to serve, and naturally she entered the main courtyard, but she entered the main house at that time.

Later, after she was inexplicably "kicked out" of the palace, she has been living in the back, even if the emperor occasionally comes, she only comes to the front to serve one or two, only to see the interior of the wing room in the east that has been transformed into a study, but has never had the opportunity to see the appearance of the west wing on the opposite side.

Now she knows.

It turns out that the west wing is such a magnificent design, it is estimated that the concubines lived?

Zhi Wei thought expressionlessly.

Her first reaction was: "Jiangxue, when can I move back?" ”

Jiang Xue looked at her strangely: "Where to move back?" ”

"Naturally, it's my room."

Jiang Xue: "It's cool in winter and warm in summer, and the doctor said that it is not conducive to recuperation, so I can't move back." ”

Then, Zhiwei knew that it turned out that it was the will of His Majesty the Merciful Emperor that she was moved here to recuperate, and His Majesty the Emperor also said that if she couldn't take care of her body, she couldn't leave this courtyard, and she couldn't do any work.

Zhiwei was confused.

Did the emperor take her as a little palace maid too seriously this time?

Although the last time I was in the Qiande Palace, it was also a similar treatment, and I moved to a better room to recuperate, so I didn't have to be on an errand before I recovered......

However, this is a river and mountain residence!

If the emperor came over again in a few days, would she be embarrassed to continue to live here?

The emperor was reading books and reading excerpts in the east wing, and she was lying in the west wing with a quilt and sleeping?

No matter how you think about this scene, it doesn't feel right!

Zhiwei trembled and recuperated, and while praying that the emperor would not come, she hoped that she would get better and move away quickly.

As a result, the next day, the doctor who came for a follow-up visit said that her mind was too heavy, which was not conducive to regulating her body, and said 800 words to persuade her to relax, so that she was powerless to resist.

Finally got rid of the fever, Zhiwei proposed to move out, but was ruthlessly rejected by Jiangxue.

The reason is that the body must be thoroughly conditioned to be considered a recovery, and fever reduction cannot be counted.

Zhi Wei was even more frightened now.

How can anyone care so much about his subordinates?

If the emperor does this to every slave and maid, I am afraid that there will be no one to work in the palace, and everyone will lie down and recuperate!

Looking at the prescriptions prescribed by the doctor, as well as the various precious tonics that Jiang Xue brought to her every afternoon and evening, Zhi Wei deeply felt that if there were more slaves like herself, it was estimated that the treasury would be emptied in two years!

From the emperor's strange behavior, Zhi Wei vaguely noticed a hint of abnormality.

She had a vague conjecture in her heart, but she couldn't verify it, and she didn't dare to think about it carefully.

In this anxious thought, Zhi Wei was preoccupied and recovered more slowly.

The old doctor, who came every other day, had to touch his beard, shake his head and sigh every time, and follow the good path.

Jiang Xue saw that she was depressed, and when the fever completely subsided, she took her to the hot springs.

At first, Zhiwei flatly refused.

But later, even the old doctor joined the lobbying ranks, and counted the various benefits of soaking in the hot springs to her.

In addition, King Xin moved back to the palace, and the emperor did not appear on Zhuangzi for two consecutive days of rest, and it became quiet and deserted again.

She hesitated again and again, but went to the hot spring courtyard accompanied by Jiang Xue.

The movements were cautious, like being thieves, and even the other three palace maids did not dare to take them out, and deliberately sneaked out while others were unprepared.

The group also met a smiling steward on the road, who cared about Zhiwei's body, and his attitude was as attentive as if he had changed someone. Even the people on errand in the hot spring courtyard looked at Zhiwei differently.

Xiao Ling is one of these people.

During the time when King Xin moved to Zhuangzi to live, she was lucky enough to be sent to listen to Zhuyuan on an errand. Although King Xin brought his personal servants over, Xiao Ling could only do such trivial things as sprinkling and sweeping, serving tea, and serving food, but it did not prevent her from being a nymphomaniac to King Xin.

King Xin has a gentle temper and has no frame for his subordinates, which fuels Xiaoling's ambition.

Xiao Ling has never seen many dignitaries, only seen the fierce appearance of the county master blowing his beard and glaring at him. She knew that the prince was a very noble, very status, and very rich status, much more powerful than the county lord. Such a powerful person should have a stronger temper than the county master, just like the emperor who always has a black face.

Xiao Ling felt that King Xin was so gentle with her, she must be special.

However, she soon discovered that King Xin was not only so gentle with her, but even more gentle when he spoke to Zhiwei.

This made Xiaoling very unhappy.

To make matters worse, Shin suddenly moved away and returned to the capital, where he may never return for a short time.

When she thought of her noble sweetheart, Xiao Ling was extremely resentful of the culprit who caused all this.

"It's all to blame on that Zhiwei! If she hadn't fallen into the water, His Majesty would not have let the prince return to Beijing! Hmph, that vixen seduced His Majesty and swaggered into the main courtyard, but I didn't have the opportunity to get close to the prince......"

Xiao Ling wanted to take revenge while Zhiwei was still in Huangzhuang, but after thinking about it, she felt that revenge was meaningless.

She didn't dare to kill, and she didn't want to be beheaded by the emperor, let alone implicate her family.

At that moment, someone whispered in her ear with a smile.

"You hate that vixen too, don't you? If I say that there is a way to use her, let you be favored in front of the prince, and then step on her so that she will never have the opportunity to show off her power in front of you again......"