Nanjingpei's palms were very hot, as if they were a fire. Shen Yun's hands were really cold, like a pool of cold.

"Why are your hands so cold?" He frowned.

Shen Yunzhen retracted his hand into his sleeve and stepped back: "The quality of the slave and the willow is not worthy of the emperor's concern. ”

The voice was cold, and a chill surged from the bottom of my heart in the cold Nan Jingpei.

"The slave and maid stepped back first." Shen Yun is really blessed.

"Slow," he called Shen Yunzhen, but he couldn't think of a reason to stay: "Call Donglai over." ”

Donglai cautiously entered the imperial study, and the emperor's face was very solemn. That is the look that the emperor usually has when he encounters difficult national events.

"Your Majesty, is it a real girl, she ......?"

"It's not." Nan Jingpei replied categorically.

"Oh." Donglai breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't Shen Yun's real business.

"Did the inner government issue winter clothes to the palace maids?" Nan Jingpei asked.

"Huh?" Donglai was stunned for a moment, this didn't seem to be a matter that the emperor should be concerned about.

Seeing that Donglai didn't answer, Nan Jingpei frowned: "Why don't you speak?" ”

"Hair, hair." Donglai owes a debt: "It's just winter, and the inner government has issued cotton clothes." Why did the emperor suddenly ask about this? ”

"It's thin." Nan Jingpei said.

"What?" Donglai's eyes widened: "What's thin?" ”

"The palace maid's cotton clothes are too thin. The palace maids are not as strong as the eunuchs, and they are cold in winter, and people are very prone to illness. If the palace maids are sick, how can they serve their masters? ”

Donglai looked at Nan Jingpei, and wondered in his heart, could it be that Shen Yun was really sick? Isn't that right? Shen Yunzhen had just clearly seen that her face was ruddy, and she was not the slightest bit sick.

"What does the emperor mean?" Donglai asked.

"Before Chinese New Year's Eve, give the palace maid another thick one." Nan Jingpei took a sip of tea.

Reissue a thick padded jacket? Isn't that crazy? There are 3,000 palace maids, and the construction of such a large number of cotton jackets must start half a year in advance. There are only three days left before the Chinese New Year, and it is too late anyway.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is a bit ......" Donglai looked embarrassed.

"How?"

Why not minced meat? Naturally, the emperor did not know the difficulty of rushing to work.

Donglai is not a fool, Shen Yunzhen stayed by the emperor's side for a while, and the emperor had such a strange idea. What palace maid is thinly dressed? Isn't it just that Miss Shen's clothes are thin?

Donglai smiled innocently: "Your Majesty, in previous years, there were two winter clothes per person, and they were sent in winter, and this year the inner government is doing things according to the established rules, and now the inner government is preparing for the palace banquet, presumably thousands of winter clothes will be made in a hurry, and they will have no time to take care of it." ”

Nan Jingpei frowned: "Then don't do it?" ”

Donglai obviously noticed the anger in Nanjingpei's words, and was startled.

"Your Majesty, these three thousand winter clothes are really too late, even if you urge the embroidery girls to hurry up now, they can only drive out a dozen pieces, and they can barely be able to take charge of the palace maids in each palace last time."

Nan Jingpei lowered his eyes slightly and snorted.

"What did the emperor say?"

"That's it, but you have to keep up with the people around me first." Nan Jingpei waved his hand and motioned for Donglai to retreat.

Donglai slowly exited the imperial study.

"Why is my father-in-law so ugly? Is the emperor angry? A small attendant asked.

Donglai frowned and kicked him in the ass: "What's the matter, should you inquire about the emperor's thoughts?" ”

Donglai looked up at the sky, the sky was still clear in the morning, and now it has become cloudy again, but no matter how fast the day becomes, it is not as fast as the emperor's face.

Donglai hadn't stepped on the threshold of the embroidery workshop for several lifetimes, and the sound of the machine was noisy, making his head buzz.

Mother Zhang, the manager of the embroidery workshop, looked at him with a shocked face, Donglai flattened his mouth, he couldn't help it, right?

"Father-in-law, hurry up to make more than a dozen winter clothes in three days, isn't this difficult for a strong man?"

Donglai shook his hands: "What can I do?" This is the emperor's order, do you dare to disobey? ”

Mother Zhang had a bitter face, she naturally didn't dare to disobey the holy decree, but her ability was limited, and she rushed to make more than a dozen winter clothes in three days, didn't this boil people to death? Who can go without eating, drinking, or sleeping?

"Father-in-law, this ...... That's a big deal. ”

Donglai snorted: "I'll tell you the truth, the emperor got up in the morning and saw the thin clothes of the palace maids around him, and he suddenly had this idea, if I didn't say it, the emperor would have almost made 3,000 pieces." Now with only a dozen pieces, you don't have to push back. ”

"It's not that the slave and maid shirk it, it's really powerless!" Zhang's mother quietly stuffed a piece of silver to Donglai: "Donglai father-in-law, bother you, plead with the emperor, it's not that the embroidery workshop doesn't do its best, it's really that the construction period is too short, and the manpower is limited." ”

Plead? This is definitely something that cannot be sought.

Donglai sighed, the emperor did everything he could for Miss Shen. Now that Miss Shen is wearing thin clothes, how can she not be in a hurry?

"How many can you make in a hurry?"

Zhang's mother waved her fingers and counted for a long time: "Five? ”

"Three." Donglai took the plunge and made a bold decision.

"What does my father-in-law mean?" Zhang's mother was stunned for a moment.

"Three pieces are three, but they must be carefully crafted without the slightest mistake. To have the kind of glamour that the people around the emperor should have, do I mean? ”

"Glamour?" Zhang's mother frowned.

Donglai's little abacus, as long as Shen Yun is really warm, it doesn't matter if other people have winter clothes.

"Three pieces of clothing must be sent over before Chinese New Year's Eve, and as for the rest, you do it slowly, and send it to the palaces before the first month."

Donglai dusted off his clothes and left the embroidery workshop.

The embroidery workshop rushed to work for three days, and finally made three sets of warm and new winter clothes before Chinese New Year's Eve.

Shen Yunzhen looked at the three sets of clothes in the tray, and felt like a big stone hanging in her heart, the entire imperial study, even Donglai didn't have new clothes, how could she just make it for her?

When things go wrong, there must be demons, and Shen Yun really doesn't dare to accept things that are rewarded for no reason.

"I said Ah Zhen girl, the emperor is treating the girl well, so he specially asked someone to make winter clothes, why don't you know the hearts of good people!" Donglai's face turned red.

"Slaves and maids thank the emperor for his grace, but they are useless, and slaves and maids cannot be rewarded by the emperor in vain." Shen Yunzhen slowly knelt down: "Please ask your father-in-law to bring your clothes back." ”

Donglai bites his lip, what a difficult ghost!

"No, this dress is rewarded by the emperor, and Miss Ah Zhen will accept it no matter what."

Donglai's forehead was sweating, and he was squeezed between the emperor and Shen Yunzhen, but he really lived like a year.

Donglaizheng didn't know what to say, but he heard a knock on the door.

"Father-in-law, the little palace maid made a mistake in front of the palace, and the emperor was angry, so he asked Miss Shen to hurry up and serve in front of the palace."

Donglai shook his hand: "Look, why don't you go quickly?" ”

Shen Yunzhen stood up: "The slave and maid will go to serve in front of the palace, but this thing, please bring it back to your father-in-law." ”