Qiao Ci turned her face away and wiped her moist eyes with her hands.

There was a fire in the stove, and the room gradually warmed up.

Qiao Ci put the prepared hand stove in Jin Zhao's hand again: "Niangniang, take this, your hands will not be cold after a while."

Jin Zhao held the stove and didn't say anything, only felt that his whole body was cold. Reluctantly, she looked up at the room again, and then her eyes were full of disappointment.

Seeing this, Qiaoci thought for a while and said, "The plum blossoms in the yard are blooming very well, if the mother likes it, the slave will go out and pick a few branches for you."

Jin Zhao waved his hand and said lightly: "No need."

After speaking, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and looked at the hand stove in his hand.

Qiao Ci saw it, sighed secretly, felt a little in her heart, in the face of Jin Zhao's silence, her eyes flashed, as if she remembered something, so she changed the conversation and said: "Look at the memory of the slave maid, Niangniang must want to pick plum blossom branches with the emperor, the slave and maid understand that although the emperor is angry with Niangniang, there is always a Niangniang in his heart." By the way, it will be Chinese New Year's Eve in a few days, and every year on Chinese New Year's Eve, the emperor will always accompany the maiden to pick plum blossom branches, and this year should be the same, the maiden must cheer up. ”

Qiaoci spoke straight, but she was also genuinely good for her.

Hearing this, Jin Zhao's hand paused, as if he had been pricked by a needle in his heart, and coughed heavily in the next moment.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

When I opened the veil, I coughed up blood. Jin Zhao looked at the blood on the handkerchief, but he was used to it, this situation had been many times, but Qiaoci on the side panicked.

"Niangniang, how many times has this been, how can it go on like this, the slave maid still called the imperial doctor in the palace to come and take a look."

Jin Zhao grabbed her: "I know what the situation of my body is, so the imperial doctor doesn't need it, so as not to be made a big fuss by people in the palace."

Qiao Ci's eyes were red and said: "Niangniang is really sick, is it not possible for anyone to see a doctor if she is sick?"

Jin Zhao didn't seem to be listening to what she said, looked at the plum blossoms outside, sighed, and said, "I'm afraid I can't wait for this year's Chinese New Year's Eve." Even...... I can't wait to pick plum branches with him.

When Qiao Ci heard this, her tears finally couldn't help falling, she shook her head and said, "No, the mother has to live a long life, and the slave will go to the emperor."

"Stop!"

Before she could step out of the room, Jin Zhao called out to her.

Jin Zhao's expression gradually became serious, and she said to Qiaoci: "You are not allowed to go to him, if you dare to go to him, the relationship between you and me today will be over."

It was the first time for Jin Zhao to say such heartless words to her, so frightened that Qiaoci immediately withdrew her foot and dispelled the idea of going to the emperor.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, just don't go." Qiaoci returned to Jin Zhao's side.

obviously wanted to see each other, why didn't he admit it, and said these words against his will, Qiaoci was puzzled at the same time, and at the same time felt sorry for his master.

Jin Zhao raised his finger and pointed ahead, and ordered: "Take that little bandage for me, there is still a little bit of embroidery, take advantage of the time today to embroider that plum blossom."

Qiao Ci responded, turned around and took Xiao Yu over and handed it to Jin Zhao.

Not only is she beautiful, but she is also very skilled in embroidery, and her embroidery is taught by her mother, and she is famous throughout Kyoto.

Qiao Ci looked at the vividly embroidered plum petals on the small bandage, and sighed: "Niangniang's craftsmanship is really good, this plum blossom looks like the real thing, if the emperor knows that Niangniang made a purse for him, he must be happy."

Hearing this, Jin Zhao's hand suddenly paused, and an inattentive needle pierced into her finger, and she frowned in pain.

Without waiting for Qiaoci to react, Jin Zhao quickly pulled the needle back from his finger, which was nothing compared to the injury on his heart.

Qiao Ci looked at the blood beads oozing from her fingers, and said worriedly: "Niangniang, the slave maid will go to the medicine box and help you get some medicine to bandage it."

Jin Zhao looked at his fingers and said lightly: "No need, don't make a fuss." It wasn't her who seemed to be hurting.

Qiao Ci wanted to say something more, but hesitated for a moment and had to shut up.

Jin Zhao looked at the small taut in his hand, and the plum blossom on it was only embroidered with two petals. After looking at it for a while, I thought it would continue, but I didn't expect to put it aside.

Qiao Ci asked inexplicably, "Isn't Niangniang going to embroider?"

It's not that she doesn't want to, even if the embroidery is done, she obviously wants to give it to that person, but the stubbornness in her bones makes her unable to pull her neck, and she doesn't even have the courage to go to the other party.

Jin Zhao sighed and said: "I haven't embroidered it for so long, even if it is embroidered, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to send it out, forget it, let's put it away."

Qiao Ci looked at the woman in front of her, and suddenly felt an inexplicable strangeness, it was hard to imagine that these helpless and frustrated words were actually said by her own master, how much hurt she had to be like this.

Qiao Ci tried to persuade and said: "How can it be, Niangniang must not think about it, in the entire harem, Niangniang's position in the emperor's heart cannot be replaced by anyone, Niangniang has to go up with the emperor to pick plum blossom branches, you have to quickly raise your body." After a pause, Qiao Ci continued, "When the mother recovers from her illness, the slave and maid will help you dress up well, and you should go out for a walk from time to time, and let those people in the harem take a good look at the demeanor of the mother, and the people in the province don't know how thick the sky is." ”

As he spoke, his tone was obviously a bit uneven.

After hearing this, Jin Zhao's heart was a little bitter, the palace was a place of right and wrong, and there were so many people in the harem who calculated all day long in order to compete for the favor of the moment. In the past, she may have been a little unwilling, since she fell ill, she stayed in the house all day, and gradually figured out a lot, and some of the things she was once obsessed with have also seen it.

Jin Zhao looked at the old clothes from last year, and said slowly: "You don't have to comfort me, I'm afraid I won't get better from this illness, and I don't think I can wait for that day."

This time, Jin Zhao didn't say angry words.

Once a person has no hope and hope, it is not interesting to live.

Qiaoci wiped her tears and said softly: "Niangniang, it is not a way for you to be angry with the emperor after all, the emperor's temperament has always been soft and not hard, you are suffering yourself by doing this, and the slave maid feels that it is better to be ......."

Before she finished speaking, Jin Zhao seemed to know what she was going to say, so she stopped and said: "I understand what you mean, you have served by my side for many years, you should understand my character, and I will not mention this kind of thing again in the future."

Looking for him to reconcile, she can't do it, and she can't do it.

Before, she didn't want to believe it, and she still had hope for that person, but now it seems that she feels a little ridiculous. Recognizing the facts, it is not necessarily a bad thing, now, everything is no longer important, now she is like water, since she is alive and has no hope to look forward to, dragging her sick and weak body, it is better to fall asleep and never wake up again.

The fire in the charcoal basin was still burning, Jin Zhao raised his eyes and glanced at the plum blossoms outside again, before he instructed Qiao Ci: "I'm a little tired, you can retreat first."

Qiao Ci stopped talking again, and then nodded and exited the room.

Jin Zhao slowly closed her eyes, and the fragrance of plum blossoms outside the house drifted into the house with the breeze, and soon entered her dream fragrance.

In the dream, she was still the carefree lady of the Su family, and in the depths of Merlin, a young man in white was slowly walking towards her with a plum blossom branch in his hand......