This year's winter seems to be exceptionally cold, and it seems that it is entering February, and there is still no sign of warming.

Wu Dan entered the house from outside, his hands and feet were so cold that he went straight to the stove, and whispered to Qinghuan while roasting his hands: "Tell you something new, I just heard from the little maid that Mrs. Liu's father was declared by the Holy Lord in the morning today, and he was demoted to an official position. ”

Qing Huan is smoking Jiao Niang's clothes, and she is about to change into spring clothes, and the winter clothes are to be put away, and they should be smoked before they are collected, so as to prevent the moisture from being put up, and they will already grow hair when they are taken out next year.

"Why?"

"It was said that his son robbed the people's girls and ruined the big girl with yellow flowers. ”

Qing Huan raised his eyebrows and scolded: "What a bastard!" and snorted again, "He deserves it, whoever asked his Liu family to sue our master will be unhappy, and it will be his family's turn." ”

"It was his family's own doing, only pity the master, and he was punished by Concubine Yi to be grounded and copy Buddhist scriptures. ”

Ottan's voice gradually lowered, and he looked into the back room. Seeing that Jiao Niang was sitting in front of the desk, she worked hard to write and walked over.

"Master, if you are tired, just rest for a while, and don't be in a hurry. Wodan casually put a small hand stove in Jiao Niang's arms.

The outer layer of the hand stove is an embroidered pocket made of flannel, and the top is embroidered with colored threads and pedicle mandarin ducks, and the stitches are dense, such as a layer of dense and unventilated walls, which is the craftsmanship of Wodan. There are a few of them, and they are the best in Wodan, and the things that are close to Jiao Niang are generally made by her.

Jiao Niang raised her head, stopped her pen and turned her wrist, and sighed: "Since I entered the palace, I have rarely used my pen, and I have really struggled to write coldly." ”

Shui Xiang came in with refreshments, and said with a smile: "Last year's old lady's birthday, the master didn't shout tired of copying scriptures overnight, it seems that he is really lazy than before." ”

Jiao Niang smiled embarrassedly, brought over the tea and took a few sips, "I don't know how now, but I don't have that momentum, maybe it's because of my age." ”

Shui Xiang couldn't help laughing at her, "The master is really good at finding reasons." ”

Jiao Niang pursed her lips and smiled, bowing her head slightly, and her posture was quite like a little girl.

After a while, Qing Huan came in with the clothes and spread them on the hanger, Wu Dan went over to help her, she complained while folding: "If you want me to say, Yi Guifei is nosy, and the saint has not pursued anything, she has banned the master with a decree, and she does not ask the reason, as if the master is wrong." ”

Shui Xiang immediately glared at her, and said seriously: "I can't control my mouth more and more, you dare to talk about anyone." Scaring her, he pointed a pair of scissors into her mouth, "Be careful of cutting your tongue." ”

Qing Huan shuddered timidly, and then grinned, "Isn't this just a few of us." ”

Shui Xiang gave her a roll of the eyes, stretched out her finger and poked her head, "You think it's safe to close the door?" said and glanced out of the house, the wall had ears.

Needless to say, the meaning of staying is the first Zen, and they are not at ease.

Qing Huan stuck out his tongue, and this time he lowered his voice very low, "Aren't I crying out for my master, this will of the grounding has nothing to do with the master, and it has become related, but now it's hard to hear outside." ”

Jiao Niang held the stove in both hands, casually picking at the stitches, "Why is it ugly?" ”

When she asked, Qing Huan was speechless and didn't dare to go on.

Ai lasted for a long time and said, "It's better not to know, master, it's too ugly." ”

Jiao Niang looked directly at her, with a persecuting look, "Said." ”

Her eyes are like torches, and she can't be ignored.

Qing Huan swallowed his saliva before he swallowed and said: "It is said outside that the master is spoiled and spoiled, relying on the favor of the prince, acting recklessly, and returning ......."

"What else?"

"It also mutilated human lives, and there is even more nonsense, saying that the Liu family was pregnant with the prince's child before he died, and you ...... because of jealousy"

The more Qing Huan said that his head was lowered, and in the end there was no sound.

Jiao Niang lightly dipped the tip of the pen with ink, and her red lips were slightly hooked, "Now everyone outside scolds me for being a poisonous woman, right?"

Shui Xiang was afraid that Jiao Niang would eat her heart, so she persuaded: "The people are ignorant, they always listen to the wind and rain, don't go to your heart." ”

After a pause, he said again: "However, the slave maid just inquired that the concubine of the big flower had entered the palace a few days ago. ”

Jiao Niang's hand froze, and a drop of ink instantly became a black spot on the rice paper.

Jiao Niang frowned, grabbed the paper and crumpled it into a ball, and threw it aside.

In the evening, Jiao Niang was just about to put out the candle and go to bed, when she heard the sound of knocking on the door outside, and hurriedly asked people to check, and the person who came back said that the prince was outside.

Jiao Niang had to change her clothes to greet her, "Why is the prince here, Jiao Niang is still grounded, if you let Yi Guifei know, I'm afraid that the scriptures will be copied again." ”

He was not allowed to enter the room, but pushed him out.

Ying Che listened to her with a complaining tone, just smiled lightly, and led the person into the house half-hugged and half-hugged.

"Your Royal Highness, Jiao Niang is in the grounding, the order of Concubine Yi herself. Jiao Niang reminded him.

There is still a dragon burning in the house, when Jiao Niang copied the Buddhist scriptures, lest she be cold, and added carrot charcoal to the house, burning is booming, occasionally making a gentle "crackling" sound?

Carrot charcoal is a special charcoal in the palace, even if it is given to which prince and prince's palace, there is a certain number, because it is not often obtained, so it is generally only used by Yingche.

This time, Yingche rewarded her all.

As soon as Ying Che returned home, he entered the Guan Ju Pavilion all the way, coming and going in a hurry, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

didn't say much, untied the clothes and threw them to Wang Zhan, and then pulled Jiao Niang to the bed to talk.

Jiao Niang pretended to be delicate and stretched out her arm to show him, "Your Highness, Jiao Niang's arm is about to break." ”

Ying Che knew that she was hypocritical, and rubbed her with a smile, "I'll tell you something." ”

"Huh?"

"This king is going out, and you must be obedient at home. ”

Jiao Niang was stunned at first, and at that moment, her heart was stabbed by something sharp, and the rest was only panicked.

"When is Your Highness leaving?" even his voice trembled with an imperceptible tremor.

Ying Che said: "The day after tomorrow will set off." ”

"So fast. Jiao Niang muttered, and for some reason, there were suddenly stacks of fear in her heart.

Ying Che called her look bad and said, "This king will be back soon." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiao Niang firmly hugged Yingche's waist with both hands.

Looking into his eyes, he pleaded helplessly, "Your Highness, don't go." ”

At this moment, she actually felt that she was so dependent on him, not for anything else, but for unprovoked fear.

The last time he left Rui Wang's Mansion, she hadn't seen him again.

It was a fear she couldn't overcome, as if if she were to die in the fire if Incher left.

The homely pink brocade robe was thinly draped over her shoulders, revealing a mark on her collarbone, and Jiao Niang's eyes were filled with panicked tears, staring at his face, "Please." ”