Xiao Xizi has no family, and when she dies, she will be wrapped in a mat and dragged to a mass grave.

Pillow Chun was unwilling, so he made a lot of silver, so that the court division was accommodating and buried Xiao Xizi decently.

During Xiao Xizi's funeral, Pillow Spring's wound broke two or three times. The weather was big at the end of summer, and the wound was healed and pierced, pierced and collapsed, no matter how clever Gaole's medical skills were, he couldn't stop such a toss. In autumn, it festers.

The ulceration of the wound is accompanied by fever, which is the most torturous, and it is necessary to apply medicine and eat bitter soup every day, and it is not possible to sleep all the beds. The entire Jianghe Hall was surrounded by a strong smell of medicine. In the meantime, the wounds of the pillow spring were ruptured and healed, and he could not serve the holy driver or go out of the palace to attend the banquet, and in just one month, there was a trend of glory and favor. The palace people of Yongning Palace are the best at looking at the direction of the wind, only knowing that Ming Jieyu is sick in bed, and she doesn't know what offended Concubine Xi in power, and she is no longer the trend of the year.

The scar is good and the pain is unforgettable, a palm-sized place is on the shoulder, and the pink of the new flesh contrasts with the snow-white skin around the body. The healing place felt rough to the touch, and Su Bai was so anxious that he turned a few hairs white: "It's the most difficult one to say that our mother is also the most difficult one, the injury in the palm of the hand is okay, this will have such a big scar on the shoulder, how to serve in the future?" ”

Pillow Chun lay on the bed, his eyes looked at the light gauze hibiscus embroidered flower tent on the top of the bed, and shook his head: "Your Majesty is happy, no matter who he serves." ”

Su Bai sighed when he heard this: "Niangniang can't say that, you have nothing to worry about, but there is still the An family behind you." ”

Pillow Chun heard the sparkle in the eyes of the "An family", and moved a little, "Is my father and mother okay?" ”

Su Bai presented the pillow spring family letter from his cuffs: "Please read it." ”

"Oh." Pillow Chun shook out a hand from the quilt, took the family letter, and read a few lines with a strong spirit, and the corners of his mouth relaxed: "Let my father and mother worry." As he spoke, he rubbed the paper lightly, "Now that the weather is getting colder, Yanmen in the north is going to prepare to defend against the enemy in winter, and the second brother hasn't replied to the letter for a long time." ”

Su Bai persuaded: "Your brothers are all important positions, not to mention that your second brother, General Ning Yuan, is far away in the northern Xinjiang. Others say that you are not as strong as before, and it seems to the slave maid that the glory of the An family has not changed, and whether it is up or not is just between your thoughts. ”

Pillow Chun's shoulders fell, and there was an inch of regret in his eyes: "Glory is prosperous, Jiji camp." I ...... with Concubine Xi Now that I think about it, the most innocent time in the past was just the leisure of fluttering butterflies and poems, winemaking and flower arrangement. She is familiar with poetry and books, and she writes about the courtyard of willow sheng songs, and the spring breeze sisters swing. ”

"...... The innocent times of the past are gone. Your eyes should look forward, far away. Look at your eldest brother and father in the court, as well as your relatives at the border gate. Look at the noble people of the moon now, and the dignity in the future is unlimited. When the wound on your body is healed, you need to focus on the heart. ”

"Xiao Xizi, such a living person. You can talk, laugh, and joke. Pillow Chun closed his eyes, physically and mentally exhausted, his heart was empty, and sighed: "Border pass...... Thousands of miles of ice after the cold, and I don't know when it will snow. That's it...... If my edifice falls, he will not know what to suffer there. ”

The waves in her eyes flashed, revealing a two-point duel.

Su Bai thought that Pillow Spring missed his second brother in the north of Xinjiang, and was about to be relieved, when he saw Yulan come in.

Yulan stepped forward to shorten the pillow and said, "Niangniang, it's getting dark, do you want to pass the meal?"

"Dinner?" Pillow Spring thought about it, and felt that this day passed like flowing water.

"Yes." Yulan said softly, "Today, the Kunlun Nu named He Ye Varman also stood in front of the palace for an afternoon, and when he saw the sun set, he went back without saying a word. ”

Since Pillow Chun was injured, He Ye has been guarding in front of the Jianghe Hall in the afternoon, and the sun will return. He was silent and did not speak, and he was silent and in a trance, he had no emotion.

Pillow Chun didn't know if he was guilty or something else, he just looked at his head: "Let him be, I really don't blame him." Pillow Chun clutched the letter in his hand, and sighed intently, "Su Bai, you go to the embroidery workshop to find an embroidery girl." ”

"Mother?" Su Bai didn't know what to do.

Zhu Chun picked up the round bronze mirror on the desk, unbuttoned the overlapping pajamas, and saw a blurry scar on his shoulder. She said: "Cherries and green fruits are young, and they are taller every year, and they have to make new clothes in winter. It's going to be a good job. Icing on the cake...... Sometimes it's not easy. ”

The embroidery girl Su Bai found was the chief of the embroidery workshop of the Yeting Division, thirty-five years old, unmarried, with an ordinary face and clear eyes.

Xiuniang entered the Jianghe Palace, frowned at the strong smell of medicine, but saluted in a proper manner: "Meet Ming Jieyu Niangniang." ”

Pillow Chun was half-lying and half-sitting on the upper position, and the thin fat powder on his face could not hide the weakness of the first recovery from a serious illness: "No courtesy." ”

The embroidery girl stood up, and a pair of eyes did not dare to face the pillow spring, only looking at her feet. Pillow Chun wears a pair of embroidered wavy shoes with purple shark beads in floating brocade, and every stitch and thread is extremely gorgeous and exquisite. Xiuniang smiled: "It's also a coincidence." The shoes worn by the mother were embroidered by the slave maid at the beginning of the year. ”

"Really?" Pillow Chun raised his eyes slightly: "The palace is no longer favored, and the uppers worn are all from the beginning of the year." ”

The embroidered lady said: "For the nobles, there are often new clothes at four times, especially the ladies." Every year, every month, and even more so every day, you have to wear different luxurious clothes to set off Miaoman's posture and status. But for the embroidery girls, a piece of clothes with shark beads and embroidered waves requires the three of them to work together for a hundred days to achieve. Therefore, it is also your kindness to wear it as often as a mother. ”

Pillow Chun savored her words, and felt a little bit of a craftsman's heart, and couldn't help but look up to her a little. Then he called Su Bai: "Give a seat." Then he asked, "You are the chief of the embroidery workshop, can you be good at stitching?" ”

The embroiderer replied: "Fan Lejing has been in vogue, inverted needle embroidery, seam embroidery, pillow embroidery, flying needle embroidery, cangzhen embroidery, chrysanthemum leaf embroidery, scallop embroidery, spider web rose needle...... Slaves and maids will know. The slave maid only does embroidery all his life, and now among the embroiderers in Lejing, the slave and maid admit the second, and no one dares to call it the first. ”

"Spirit." Pillow Chun Waner, "You, the embroidery lady of Lejing, are different from the submissive others. This palace wants you to devote your life to the needle technique you have learned all your life and pierce a peerless masterpiece. ”

The embroidery girl was slightly stunned, her eyes showed expectation, and she looked up: "Thank you Niangniang for your appreciation, I don't know what fabric Niangniang wants to tattoo on?" ”

- "On the body of Hongu. ”

The wound on Pillow Chun's body that was pierced by the copper pillar was the size of a coin, and it festered several times due to the summer heat, and gradually there was new flesh the size of a palm, which was rough and terrible to the touch. If there is such a big scar on Cainu's body before entering the palace, she will not even be able to enter the primary election. Now that Pillow Chun is a mother, no one can ask her to move out of the Jianghe Palace.

But when the Son of Heaven saw it, if he provoked it, it would be a great sin to send it down.

Anyone's eyes are not eyes, but it is a great sin for him to see them.

The curtain tent of the West Warm Pavilion of the Jianghe Hall revealed a dull light orange color, and the shimmer fell on the body of Pillow Spring. Xiuniang held a lamp behind the screen, and stared at the back of Zhuchun with bated breath: "It is extremely difficult to cover such a big scar on Niangniang's body with tattoos. ”

Pillow Chun nodded, put a bed of hibiscus gold thread embroidered brocade on his lap, and tiredly scratched his head through his hair with jade: "It's just an ordinary tattoo, it is like ink black when it is first thorned, and it will fade like dai green after a long time." This kind of Dai Qing is boring after a long time, and since it calls you, it will be different. ”

The embroidery girl listened to it and groaned slightly: "If you use strong wine to cross the color, you can pierce the patterns other than black ink." ”

"Cinnabar and madder are used to extract red, acacia and gardenia are golden, perilla and comfrey are extracted to purple, and sumu and gallnut are used to extract black ink. Indigo is added for azure, diosca for ochre, sage for soot, and holly for dark green. Then kill the pigeon with white feathers and red eyes, and the blood will be red. Pillow Chun looked sideways at the scar, "I want to get a needle into the flesh." ”

The embroidery girl's fingertips gently swept over the shoulders of Pillow Chun, and she was not half scared when she heard it, but she was a little faintly looking forward to it, and she couldn't help but praise: "What a delicate mind!" I heard that when the blood of the pigeon is pricked, the thorn is ordinary on weekdays, and when drinking, emotional, or tired, the sweat and blood surge on the tide, which can make the color like blood and paint, dazzling and dazzling. ”

Pillow Chun smiled lightly and laughed at himself: "It's just coping." Your Majesty can see my shoulders and backs, but only when I am drinking, emotional, and tired. You have to be careful and do your best. ”

The embroidered lady bowed: "The human body is the blood of the brocade and the blood is the thread, and such a delicate needlework slave has never been done." Since the mother has ordered it, the slave will be careful and will not let you down. ”

Outside the window, the red light of the twilight gradually dimmed, like a mass of bloody water, melting into the endless thick ink.

When the weather was early and cold, Liu Anran was the first to discover. She stood at the door of the Hanfang Palace, counting the cotton wool fabric, and a snowflake fell from her hair.

Time flies so fast. Since the day when Pillow Chun was angry and fainted in Lanyue Pavilion, Liu Anran hadn't seen her for a long time. Losing this girl's intimate playmate like a sister's playmate, Liu Anran's life has not changed much, and she doesn't even have time to feel the pain of this friendship breakdown.

Because Concubine Xi has changed from the temporary sixth palace to the sixth palace. She's too busy, there's so much to think about and watch out for. When I got up in the morning, I had to accept the worship of the six palaces, and I routinely gossiped with the concubines.

The county lord of Fufeng is still rude, and Xue Chuling is still gentle and tender. The one who is favored is still the charming and natural concubine, and the one who has authority is already Liu Anran himself.

After saying goodbye, you have to start looking at the accounts. The accounts of the palace province, the accounts of the Huanyi Department, the accounts of the Procurement Division, the accounts of the dining room, the accounts of the Ting Division, and the accounts of the Six Bureaus...... Everything should be done carefully. Mu Beiyi likes her meticulous work, and praises her for being as meticulous as dust.

After reading the ledger, it's time for lunch. If the Empress Dowager Zhuang Yi is still alive, the regent of the harem will have to report to the Empress Dowager Zhuang Yi about the harem after lunch. Liu Anran is rarely happy, glad that he doesn't use it now. In this way, after lunch, you can rest for a while, copy scriptures and practice calligraphy for an hour in the afternoon, and then listen to the people to report on the details of each palace.

In the past, the time when she felt idle to moldy was no longer long in her eyes, and she only felt that it was not enough. arranged dinner and waited for a while, listened to the cooking wine and came to report where Mu Beiyi was going.

Most of the time, he still goes to see the concubine. Sometimes I went to see Xue Chuling's children, and sometimes I went to see Lian Yueyang's children. Sometimes I hope that the stars have dimmed, and I heard that he has come to the Hanfang Palace. came to Qiyang Palace, sometimes to see An Huatang, sometimes to see the child in the belly of the crescent moon.

…… Child. Liu Anran didn't understand why so many people had been pregnant, but she had not moved. My father kept writing letters urging the Liu family to urgently need an imperial heir, but they couldn't ask for it. Such a waiting was fearful and sleepless, and finally let the crescent moon give her a painful pleasure.

Of course, Liu Anran also found out that Mu Beiyi would also come once a month. It's the first day of the new year of each month, and it's been three or four months in a row.

According to the rules of the ancestors, the two emperors and queens, on the first and fifteenth days of each month, have to live together. Now on the first day of every month, Mubei Yiken comes to Hanfang Palace, and he is already a first-class face. Although there is only one day a month, this day is of extraordinary significance, and it is the dignity of half a queen.

In this way, there is only one day a month, and Liu Anran is satisfied.

Although the days are busy, Liu Anran has not forgotten the festival that should be held. Compared with the Laba Festival now, Mu Beiyi wants to feast the ministers to reward his merits, which is also something he deliberately explained. The past few years have been too complicated and distracting, and the minds everywhere need to be appeased.

In this way, it is necessary to invite the emperor's relatives, important ministers, and even the relatives of the wife to the palace to give a banquet. This is the most solemn event of the year. Such a banquet is jointly arranged by the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Court.

Liu Anran was very worried about this banquet, the invitation list was a matter of the Ministry of Rites, the time and place were the affairs of the court, and the furnishings and dishes at the banquet were her Liu Anran's affairs. After taking the documents of the six bureaus and reading them one by one, and according to the season, the temperament of the nobles, and the mood of the Son of Heaven, they increased and decreased, and many days passed.

On the day of Laba Festival, it was snowy. The palace is lit with red palace lamps, a golden tassel tassel hanging on a lamp, the style of the heavenly family is covered by the evergreen trees at four days, and the lake water that does not freeze in the middle of winter is reflected, which is the style that makes Mu Beiyi satisfied.

Grandeur alone is not enough. It is not only necessary to have the magnificence of the heavenly family, but also to have the simplicity and elegance and atmosphere of the heavenly family. In this way, where there should be more, where there should be less, where gold should be used and where silver should be used, there is a need to pay attention to it. The background of the subordinates is insufficient, and they can't distinguish what is called vulgar and elegant, and what is called elegant and vulgar appreciation, these are all places that need the eyes of Liu Anran, a famous woman.

Then he entered the inner palace from the vestibule, entered Danfeng Bailu Zhai from the Guangshun Gate, and went straight to Fushoutai. Fushoutai is larger and more exquisite than Changge Yuntai, and it will only be opened during the Wanshou Festival or Qianqiu banquet in previous years. Climb the stairs of the white jade steps from the red tile and blue lacquer Danfeng Bailu Zhai, hold the railing with the lion's head and the jewel, and step on the auspicious clouds of lacquered gold. All the way, follow the lichen dyed with crimson lamb's wool, and climb to Fushou Terrace to see the snow-covered imperial city.

Entering the banquet, the fragrance is warm velvet, the lights are brilliant, and the ladies who come and go to the palace wear blue palace makeup and comb double buns, and they wear indigo blue robes and black deerskin boots. The purpose is to be a heavenly boil.

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