Gradually entering the winter, the weather is as cold as a day, and the winter clothes for the cold have already been distributed to the palace maids, two sets per person, which can be worn in turn.

Shen Yunzhen went to Yuxiu Palace every day to diagnose Tian Meiren's pulse, and found that Tian Meiren's fetal appearance was becoming more and more stable, and she had lost her nausea and nausea in the early stages of pregnancy, and she could often go outside. Nan Jingpei remembered the fetal appearance of Tian Meiren, afraid that the winter wind would hit her, so she asked Qingluo to mention it from time to time and let her go out as little as possible.

Concubine Jiang Xian has Princess Yangxiu under her knees, and she has things to do on weekdays, either embroidering a belly pocket for the princess herself, or making a brocade jacket for her with some cotton. Every time the emperor went to Zhaotai Palace to visit his daughter, he could see Princess Yangxiu wearing a new dress, the stitches were fine, and at a glance he knew that it was made by Concubine Jiang Xian herself.

Nan Jingpei reached out and pinched the tiger head hat on the princess's head, and the top of the hat also had two tiger ears, which were vivid.

"It's really hard for you to be so patient, and I don't know how much work it takes to embroider with a needle and a thread."

Concubine Jiang Xian smiled warmly and said, "The concubine is usually idle, but now that the princess is by her side, she has more worries in her heart." The concubine was stupid, but she was afraid that she would wronged Yangxiu, so she tried her best to do it. ”

Nan Jingpei condensed Concubine Jiang Xian for a while, and smiled a little stunned: "Yangxiu has always been weak in the past, and since he hit your palace, he has seen the imperial doctor less often." I thought that the concubine had given birth to a child, so I knew how to take care of the princess. Now it seems that she, the biological mother, is not as good as you, the adoptive mother. ”

Concubine Jiang Xian's eyes trembled slightly, and she only smiled: "Your Majesty, don't say that, although Concubine Shu has made a mistake, she is still the princess's biological mother in the end, and her heart for her daughter is only more than that of a concubine, not less than a concubine." ”

Concubine Jiang Xian said, turned her head and said to the palace maid in charge: "Ruixiang, bring over the things that were just sent by Baohua Palace." ”

Ruixiang answered, and after a while, he brought out a tray from the inner hall, which contained a few small padded jackets that had just been made.

Concubine Jiang Xian put on her little padded jacket and said to Nan Jingpei: "The emperor looks, this is the winter coat sent by the guards who guarded the Baohua Palace entrusted by Concubine Shu, this stitch is incomparable to the concubine." ”

Nan Jingpei stared at the padded jacket in the tray and hooked her fingers at Ruixiang. Ruixiang bent her knees and sent the padded jacket to Nan Jingpei. This fabric, as soon as he touched it, knew that it was a tribute from Fanbang a few years ago.

"This material seems to be a little familiar?" Nan Jingpei raised her eyes to look at Concubine Jiang Xian.

Concubine Jiang Xian smiled: "Yes, this is still a rare treasure of the Northern Domain. There were only a few horses, and in order to commend his loyal ministers, the emperor rewarded all these silks to the concubine. Why did the emperor forget? ”

At that time, the elder brother of Concubine Shu guarded the Northern Domain, which coincided with the invasion of the Northern Domain, and the elder brother of Concubine Shu personally went to the city to supervise the battle, and defeated the enemy army of the Northern Domain in one fell swoop, and the Northern Domain retreated for more than 50 miles, and then surrendered to the Great Qi.

"Yes, a tribute from the Northern Domain." The smile on Nan Jingpei's face gradually faded: "Why did you choose this material?" ”

"What did the emperor say?" Concubine Jiang Xian stared at Nan Jingpei.

Nan Jingpei snorted indifferently: "Does she want me to remember the merits of her Su family?" Or is it a satire on the persecution of heroes? ”

"This ......" Concubine Jiang Xian waved her hand at Ruixiang and motioned for her to take off her padded jacket.

"Your Majesty, you are too careful, this material is the best, Concubine Shu must cherish the princess, so she wants to use the best material to tailor clothes for the princess." Concubine Jiang Xian said, refilling Nan Jingpei with a cup of hot tea.

"Pity the princess?" Nan Jingpei raised her eyebrows: "Then why didn't you wear it before?" Does it have to be at this time? ”

Concubine Jiang Xian pursed her lips and did not answer.

"I told her to be grounded in Baohua Palace, so that she could keep to herself and reflect on herself. It's better for her to treat my will as nothing, and buy the guards to give it to her? I see that she is still too rich, and she still has spare money to buy off the guards? ”

The more Nan Jingpei spoke, the more angry he became, and he stomped the teacup in his hand, and the hot tea in the cup was splashed everywhere: "Come from the east!" went to Baohua Palace to pass the decree, the guards were not strict, passed on privately, violated the palace rules, and according to the palace rules, beat the bastard who didn't understand the rules for thirty! ”

The guards are innocent, but they are not completely innocent, who told him to see the money and open his eyes, so he has to help Concubine Shu run this leg? Today, I have been fined 30 boards, who will dare to help Concubine Shu in the future?

Concubine Jiang Xian's eyes were slightly examined, but she quickly covered it up, only frowned, and said, "The emperor is angry, don't be angry." ”

Nan Jingpei seemed to be angry, and she didn't pay attention to Concubine Jiang Xian's care, but just said: "According to me, you don't have to accept this material, all of it is cut up and returned to her!" ”

"Shuffle, shredded?" Concubine Jiang Xian was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this material is the best, and it is Concubine Shu's heart for the princess, what a pity it is to cut it into pieces?" ”

Nan Jingpei stroked his knees and said: "Since I sent Yangxiu to Zhaotai Palace to raise, Yangxiu is the daughter of your virtuous concubine, what does it have to do with Concubine Shu?" Why do you need her to show her affection? ”

Ruixiang held the tray in one hand and the scissors in the other, looked at Concubine Jiang Xian hesitantly, and said in a low voice: "Niangniang, are you really cutting?" ”

Concubine Jiang Xian frowned, and scolded in a low voice: "Talkative, still don't retreat?" ”

"Scissors!" Nan Jingpei shouted: "You are standing here, I watched you cut it with my own eyes!" ”

The scissors larger than the palm glowed with silver, the soft brocade was slowly torn open, the cotton wool of white flowers burst out, and the shredded wind hair fell all over the ground, as if someone had just shaved his head.

Concubine Jiang Xian looked sideways at Concubine Shu's cotton jacket turning into a messy pile of cotton wool in Ruixiang's hands, although her face was faint, she secretly laughed in her heart, she couldn't imagine that Concubine Shu, who was a collection of thousands of graces, would end up like this one day.

Ruixiang cut off the last sleeve, put down the scissors, and looked at Concubine Jiang Xian blankly.

Concubine Jiang Xian looked at the debris on the ground and pursed her lips, it was really a tyrannical thing. But who made Concubine Shu so ignorant? It's not good to choose any clothing, but it's this one, which is called self-inflicted.

Seeing that Ruixiang had finished cutting, Nanjing Pei raised her chin slightly: "Clean it up and send it back to Baohua Palace." ”

The guards who helped Concubine Shu deliver things were being tortured outside the Baohua Palace, and the sound of sticks and sticks was thundering, and the guards' faces were pale like a piece of paper, and their hair was sticking to their faces, and they were almost fainting.

Donglai stood aside, slightly lowering his eyes, a bit like the Buddha statue in the temple looking down on the world.

"Father-in-law Donglai, the emperor asked me to send this in." Ruixiang said softly.

Donglai tilted his head, and was stunned when he saw a tray of broken cotton slowly: "Yo, why is it like this?" ”

Ruixiang flattened her mouth and said in a low voice: "The emperor has to cut it and come back." You see, it's all like this, and the slaves and maids really don't dare to go in. What if the lady lady is angry with the slave? ”

Lady? It's all here, and she still dares to serve her lady's shelf?

"Give it to me." Donglai took a tray and walked in slowly.