In the middle of the moon and the sky, everything is silent, and the cold moon and Nangong Jing have turned off the lights and rested.

Today's courtyard is Chunqin's turn to keep vigil, Chunqin is sitting idly on the steps outside and sleepy, suddenly saw a black figure sneaking around the door, and then quietly slipped out of the side door. Chunqin, who was still a little sleepy, was awake immediately, but she didn't make a noise, but quietly followed up.

The path at night is dark and unknown, be careful not to bump into things, but also to prevent being discovered by the black shadow in front, Chunqin can only tiptoe along, this way to hide in Tibet, she is sweating slightly.

After about half a cup of tea, the black shadow in front of her suddenly stopped coldly, Chunqin thought that she had been discovered, she quickly flashed her body and hid behind the bushes on the side of the road. The shadow looked around for a moment, and when he saw that there was no one around, he continued to walk forward, and after walking for a while, he finally stopped in front of a courtyard.

"Apple Smoke Pavilion" Chunqin saw three big characters on the plaque.

The black shadow stepped forward and knocked on the courtyard door, "Tuk tuk, tuk tuk...... Tuk tuk, tuk tuk ......" three long and one short knock on the door, repeated twice. There happened to be two lanterns hanging at the gate of the courtyard, and under the reflection of the lanterns, Chunqin saw the face of the black shadow clearly, "Winter painting? What is she doing here at such a late hour? Chunqin was very surprised when she saw people, and she couldn't help but think in her heart.

Soon the courtyard door opened, and a person came out inside, it was Jiang's mother. I saw Jiang's mother looking at both sides vigilantly, and then quickly pulled the winter painting in and closed the door.

After they entered, Chunqin came out from behind the bushes, she stared at the Smoke Pavilion for a while, and then suddenly turned around and walked back to Han Yuxuan quickly.

After returning to Han Yuxuan, Chunqin did not alarm anyone, she quietly returned to her room, and Xia Shu was already asleep at this time. She took a pen and paper, closed the door gently, walked quickly to the firewood room, lit a candle, wrote down all the events of the day in a brief description under the candlelight, and then walked to the abandoned corner behind the firewood room, and lifted the waste cloth. There is a cage under the cloth with a white carrier pigeon in the cage. Chunqin took out the carrier pigeon, rolled it up and put it into a bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's feet, walked to the open space, and released the carrier pigeon.

After everything was done, Chunqin continued to return to the courtyard as if nothing had happened, sitting on the steps to keep vigil.

At this time, in the Apple Smoke Pavilion, Dong Hua had told Su Yanyan everything that had happened today, and after the confession was finished, Su Yanyan let her leave.

"It's funny not to be mediocre and to look at the top." Su Yanyan smiled coldly, this smile was so charming and charming, it was not at all as gentle and lovely as usual.

Mother Jiang stepped forward and said, "Concubine Su, this perilla may be used by us, so it is better to let the slave maid try her." Her face was full of cunning expressions.

Su Yanyan shook her head disapprovingly, "No." This Zisu has been with Xiao Hanyue for more than ten years, no matter how she says it, she also has a deep affection, and I don't know if she will betray Xiao Hanyue because of this incident. We must not act rashly, Mother Jiang, you are in a hurry. ”

"Concubine Su, what you said is that the old slave was not thoughtful." Jiang's mother was a little embarrassed, and nodded again and again.

"But my mother is right about one thing, although this matter will not make them break up, but it will definitely cause a rift between them, and then we will use some means, maybe it will really be a good chess piece." Su Yuyan picked up the teacup and took a leisurely sip, her red nails looked extremely strange in the dark night, as if shining with bloodthirsty light.

The weather became colder and colder after the light snowfall, and there was a biting chill in the air that seemed to engulf people. The bitter cold wind blew, blowing the skin on the face. Shiso wrapped his jacket tightly, stared at the gray sky in the distance for a moment, and then lowered his head to sweep up the dead leaves all over the ground.

"Yo, isn't this a Shiso girl? How to sweep the leaves here on a cold day? Mother Jiang's shrill voice came from not far away. Zi Su turned around and looked at Mother Jiang, only to see that Mother Jiang was carrying a food box in her hand, presumably she had just gone to the kitchen to get food for Concubine Su.

"Mother Jiang." Zi Su did not answer Jiang's mother's question, but just blessed her body and greeted her.

Mother Jiang was unconscious, and continued, "Look at your fine skin and tender meat, the princess is really willing to let you do such rough work. ”

"Mom laughed, as a slave, she still cares about what rough work is not rough work." Shisu returned nonchalantly, a sarcastic smile swept by.

However, this inconspicuous expression was captured by the shrewd Mother Jiang, and Mother Jiang did not pierce her, but just pretended not to know, "Miss Zisu, this is too arrogant, just look at your appearance, don't say anything else, even if you are a lady." ”

"Mom, what are you talking about, the slave doesn't dare to think about it." Shisu lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly, her face was shrouded in shadows because of the backlight, and she couldn't see the specific expression clearly, but the hands holding the broom were clenched unconsciously.

Mother Jiang smiled lightly when she heard this, and then pretended to be very remorseful, "Look at what I said with this mouth, I really should be beaten, I should be beaten." Miss Shiso, don't take it personally. ”

Shisu smiled slightly, "Mom doesn't have to care. ”

Mother Jiang smiled kindly, and she said kindly to Zisu, "Miss Zisu, if you have any difficulties in the future, just come to Concubine Su." You must also know that our Concubine Su is gentle and kind, and she has always been very kind to her subordinates. After she finished speaking, she suddenly patted her head, "Look, I patronized to talk to you, and I forgot that Concubine Su was still waiting to eat bird's nest." That Shiso girl, I'll go first. After she finished speaking, she ignored Shiso's reaction and left directly.

Zi Su stood alone in the cold wind with a broom, looking at the back of Jiang's mother leaving, thoughtfully, even if the wind blew away the pile of fallen leaves she had just swept.

Here, Jiang's mother had already returned to the Apple Tobacco Pavilion with the food box.

Su Yanyan was lying leisurely on the couch with a lotus-patterned handstove in both hands, and Yancao was gently tapping her shoulder behind her. When she saw that Mother Jiang was back, she asked, "What's wrong?" But did you meet? ”

Mother Jiang nodded and replied, "I met it." The slave came back from taking the golden bird's nest, and deliberately took a detour in front of Han Yuxuan, and happened to see the girl of Shisu sweeping the ground outside, and she was almost frozen in the cold weather. Although she didn't say it, the slave could see that she was afraid that she had hated the princess in her heart. ”

Su Yanyan smiled disdainfully when she heard this, "Since you have such a mind, how can you dispel it so easily." ”

Mother Jiang continued, "Yes, this day will definitely accumulate more and more. The slave didn't believe it, she couldn't be moved after listening to the slave's words! She said this with a very confident mind.

"Heh......" Su Yuyan chuckled, "Then it's up to my mother." ”

"Hey! Concubine you can rest assured, everything will be handed over to the slave maid, and the little girl of Zisu will not be able to escape from the palm of your hand at that time. Jiang's mother said flatteringly.

Su Pingyan was very satisfied when she heard this, "It's hard work, mother." ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard, it's the honor of a slave to be able to do things for the side concubine." Jiang's mother said flatteringly.

Su Yanyan waved her hand, signaling that Yancao didn't have to press her shoulder anymore. Yan Cao stepped forward and served Su Yuyan and got up.

Su Pingyan walked to the side of the red sandalwood and sat down, and Bisi took out the steaming swiftlet's nest in the food box and brought it to Su Pingyan. Su Yuyan took the spoon and scooped it one by one, savoring it with a comfortable face.

"Concubine Fang, the prince sent Qin Zhu to pass the word, saying that he would come to the Tobacco Pavilion for dinner tonight. What do you think you need to prepare in the kitchen? Beth asked.

Is it Qinzhu's girl again? Su Yuyan frowned when she heard this, she didn't like the two maids Qinzhu and Qinlan, compared to Qinlan, she didn't like Qinzhu who was slightly better in figure and appearance, but these two were rewarded by the queen's mother, and they had been by the prince's side for so many years, so it was really difficult to give it to them at will without a reason. How to deal with this girl Qinzhu, Su Yuyan really has to think about it.

However, even if this slave and maid are valued, the slave and maid will always be slaves and maids, and they will not be able to turn the sky upside down. What's more, there are more important people waiting for Su Yuyan to deal with now.

"You tell the kitchen to let them take care of it themselves, and make some of the things that the prince likes to eat on weekdays." Su Yuyan instructed, "By the way, Mom, take down all the red charcoal in the house later, and if the prince asks, he will say that it is used up." Also, remember to replace the tea leaves with the most ordinary ones. Jiang's mother was a little puzzled when she heard this, but she still claimed that it was, and did not ask much. Although she didn't know exactly what Su Pingyan was going to do, since Su Pingyan was so ordered, there must be her intentions, and she just had to do it as a slave.

The moon is on the top, and the silver light is all over the ground.

"Smoke." Nangong Jing stepped into the room with a happy face, he took Su Yanyan's hands, held her in his arms dotingly, and walked to the table and sat down.

"Why are your hands so cold? Well? Nangong Jing held Su Yanyan's slender hand and asked with great concern and some reproach.

"How do you all serve? The side concubine is afraid of the cold, it's cold, why don't you know how to burn charcoal in the house? Nangong Jing glanced at everyone and asked angrily.

Mother Jiang, Yan Cao, Bisi and the others knelt down in fear, and Mother Jiang said with some embarrassment, "Lord Wang, it's not that the slaves and maids are lazy and don't burn charcoal, it's just that this red Luo charcoal has long been used up, and the princess hasn't ordered anyone to send it yet." ”

Nangong Jing heard Jiang's mother say this, and her handsome eyebrows frowned slightly. King Jing's Mansion is fed by Hanyue in the host, and now when I hear Jiang's mother say this, it means that Hanyue is negligent, perhaps...... Even deliberate deduction.

Su Yanyan hurriedly scolded, "Mother Jiang! What nonsense! She turned to look at Nangong Jing and said softly, "Xu is that there are too many palace affairs recently, and my sister will be negligent for a while, please don't blame my sister, the concubine doesn't care." Seeing Su Yanyan say this, Nangong Jing felt more and more empathetic.

"Qinlan, go and get some red charcoal from my study first." Nangong Jing commanded.

"Yes." Qin Lan responded and left.

After Nangong Jing finished speaking, he casually picked up a cup of hot tea on the table and took a sip, but only took a small sip and put it aside. He glanced at the tea leaves in the teacup again, and a trace of displeasure appeared in his eyes, "Qin Zhu, go and take a jar of Han Shui Yinsuo and give it to the side concubine." ”

Seeing this, Su Yuyan smiled at the corner of her mouth, but it was only for a moment, and she was quickly hidden by her, almost invisible. Once the seeds of doubt and dissatisfaction are planted, even if they don't germinate now, they will sprout one day.