It has been more than a month since Mama Wei went, and the burned palace of Ci'an Palace has also been renovated, and the remaining palace people have all been reassigned to other places, and Ci'an Palace has become empty.

The funeral ceremony of the Empress Dowager was carried out in a beautiful manner, and then according to Mo Guhan's will, she was buried outside the imperial mausoleum.

Duanmu's ashes were moved to the imperial mausoleum, fulfilling Duanmu's last wish.

Shouxi's father-in-law's wish was fulfilled, and he invited himself out of the palace to retire, and secretly transferred all the forces left by the Duanmu clan in the Forbidden City to Yuehua, and Shui Yao was responsible for liaison and control.

Yuehua recuperated in bed for a few days, and then gradually peeled off from her grief.

Her morning sickness has passed, her appetite has begun to increase, and her waist has become round and plump day by day.

She began to prepare the clothes and coverings she would need after the birth of the child.

She didn't need to worry about these things, but in fact, the people in the Internal Affairs Office had already ordered the Needle Work Bureau to start preparations, and even the Queen Mother had personally asked once.

But Yuehua likes to sew it by herself, and every stitch and thread derives her own expectations, as well as the deep love she has accumulated for this unborn child.

She didn't know anything about the newborn child, and she didn't even know how big that fluffy little thing could be. What kind of style should his clothes be made, it will be more convenient to take off and put on, and it will not stretch his delicate little arms.

She humbly consulted the old lady in the needlework bureau, using the softest fabric, using the finest needle and thread, and not even a knot, for fear that the pimple the size of a grain of rice would hit their tender flesh that could be broken.

Roughly calculate the days, it seems that the child will be born until May and June next year, the weather is very hot, so the clothes are close-fitting, so there is no need to embroider, although it looks good, but it is always uncomfortable.

She was thinking crankily while flying the needle and thread, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and a soft and tranquil smile rippled on her whole face.

Mo Guhan likes to see her under the candlelight, concentrating on sewing these small and delicate clothes, as if the quiet and peaceful time is entwined in her plain white fingertips, her eyebrows and eyes, her head is like a waterfall and green silk, all derived a different elegance and peerlessness.

Every now and then, Mo Guhan will always forget his identity, he is no longer the emperor on top, Yuehua is not the queen of the head of the six palaces, the two are just ordinary couples who look like each other in the cottage in the field, there is no pressure from the family and the country, there is no treacherous court dispute, Yuehua is worried about her husband and children, firewood, rice, oil and salt, he Mo Guhan is looking forward to the spring rain and fertile fields, rice and mulberry hemp.

Such a scene will make him forget the troubles, leave behind the worries, and the heart lake ripples with the moonlight flowing in from the window, sweeping away the dust and distractions, clear as a mirror.

And Yuehua's accidental glance and smile made him feel that thousands of prosperity had lost their color.

I remember that Shao Ziqing once laughed at him in the past, he liked to splash ink in the imperial study every day, and his eyes were full of the splendid rivers and mountains of Chang'an.

He also laughed at the red face and dry bones, all of which were disasters for thousands of years, not close, not close, once upon a time, he was also deeply rooted, obsessed with this color, and there was no other scenery in his eyes.

It is said that waking up to the power of the world and getting drunk and lying on the knees of beauties is the glory that men in the world dream of, and he feels that he has a wife in this life, and the scenery of Chang'an is not as beautiful as the smile of Yuehua.

Yuehua only concentrated on flying needles and threads, the weather became cold day by day, the flowers withered, the grass withered, the cold wind howled, the house gave birth to charcoal pots, and gradually the baby's newborn clothes were piled up with boxes.

She began to think about making autumn clothes for the child, and the grandmothers said that the child grew up, like a little tender bamboo shoot, taking off a layer of skin a day, and pulling out joints with his eyes. Clothes must be prepared in advance, and when the time comes, the whole focus will be on the child, and I am afraid that I will not be able to calm down to do needlework.

When it is a little bigger, the autumn wind rises, the weather is cold, and the clothes are hung inside, and you can embroider some delicate patterns. I just don't know, is it a boy or a girl? Embroidered unicorns or butterflies on clothes? Do I need to prepare a tiger head hat? It's like the one on the rabbit's head.

She suddenly remembered the batch of silk threads sent by the Internal Affairs Office last time, and asked Yushu: "Yushu, where did you put the batch of silk threads sent by the Internal Affairs Office last time?" ”

Yushu came in in response: "Do you want to embroider?" ”

Yuehua nodded: "The underwear is almost ready, and I want to embroider some patterns in advance." ”

The jade book came out of the dormitory, and after a while, he came in with those embroidery threads: "Seeing that the mother likes it, she will all take it properly." ”

Yuehua took it and compared the colors according to the painted embroidery sample: "I want to embroider a pair of red pomegranates, or the color of this red embroidery thread is bright." ”

She propped up the red embroidery thread, straightened out the thread, and took out a section, not accustomed to using scissors, but leaned over and bit it off with her teeth. This is a habit she has always developed, Wynne tried twice, the embroidery thread was wet, and she always kept biting, so he made fun of her "sharp teeth".

She was a little proud, this thing seems simple, but it also requires effort.

The embroidery needle was very thin, and the pinhole was small, so she wet the thread with her saliva, rubbed it pointy, and threaded it as soon as she wore it, and then dipped it in the saliva and tied a knot. The whole action is like flowing water, all in one go.

Yushu stood aside and helped her sort out the embroidery thread and wrap it into a cocoon, so that Yuehua would be much more convenient to use, and the thread would not be messy. She watched Yuehua's movements, full of envy.

"When the mother embroiders, it is particularly pleasing to the eye, no wonder every time the emperor is stunned, the folds in his hand are messed up."

Yuehua snorted angrily: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll find a man to marry you, so that you can always make fun of the palace." ”

Yushu blushed and laughed and begged for mercy.

"By the way, where did the embroidery thread that asked you inquire last time come from as a tribute?"

Yushu then remembered that the last time he was interrupted by the little hoof in the Guan Dove Palace, he didn't have time to inquire carefully, and the little eunuch went back, and then he had an accident and forgot about it.

She replied with a smile: "The little eunuch said that this batch of embroidery thread was not a local tribute, but when he went out of the palace to buy things, he saw that this embroidery thread was rare and bought it back." ”

"Oh?" Yuehua's hand that was embroidering paused slightly: "Bought from outside?" When did the eunuchs in our palace become so careful? I still think about this needle and thread. ”

Yushu didn't care at all: "Do you need to say this?" Now that Niangniang is pregnant with a dragon fetus, all the people in the palace are hollowing out their minds, competing with each other, and when they see what you like, they will definitely rush to buy it and come back to welcome you. ”

Yuehua was silent for a long time, then picked up the embroidery thread and looked at it over and over.

"What's wrong? Mother, what's wrong? ”

Yuehua shook her head: "It's nothing, it's just that I have dyed embroidery thread before, even if I work hard, I haven't dyed such a bright color, and I am a little amazed at this craftsmanship, even the skilled craftsmen in the palace have to sigh to themselves." ”

"It's just a pity, I didn't say much that day, and I asked which shop I bought it from, and I was interrupted." Yushu said casually.

Yuehua lowered her head and continued to fly the needle: "The little eunuch in the Internal Affairs Office always remembers, and I will ask him to buy it next time." ”

"The little eunuch has already left the palace." The jade book is nonchalantly authentic.

"Out of the palace?"

"Well, when I saw the steward in the imperial garden a few days ago, I remembered the mother's advice and asked him where the embroidery thread was bought, and he said that the little eunuch had been released from the palace some time ago. After that, we want to buy again, but it's hard to find. ”

Yuehua said "Oh": "Look at his age that day?" ”

"But I'm just in my early twenties, and I'm flamboyant, and I don't look like an honest master."

"I'm just in my early twenties, and I'm really clever to be able to buy a eunuch's beauty. Then why was it released from the palace? Could it be that you made a mistake? ”

Yushu shook his head: "The slave maid was also curious, and asked more, and the father-in-law Li in charge said that he invited himself out of the palace." ”

Yuehua's hand slowly slowed down, and raised his head suspiciously: "Please leave the palace?" ”

"Yes, I heard that there is such a precedent in the palace, eunuchs are old, sick, or invite themselves out of the palace, they can be approved."

Yuehua frowned and said suspiciously: "Most of the people who entered the palace as eunuchs lived in poverty and had no place to live, and once they entered the palace, most of them died in the palace all their lives." You see, there are many eunuchs in the palace who have heads and faces, and they are not willing to return to their hometowns, because they have broken their roots, and even if they are powerful, they will be pointed out and looked down upon after returning to their hometowns. This little eunuch is only in his twenties, and he is so proud, why did he want to leave the palace? ”

Yushu shook his head: "I don't know, I guess there is something good to make a living." ”

"Since he intends to leave the palace, what are you doing in a hurry to the palace?"

Yushu put away the good embroidery thread: "If the mother is really rare these embroidery threads, Yushu will let people inquire, and the little eunuch's hometown residence on the left and right is registered, and it will be easy to send someone to ask in the past, and it will not be troublesome." ”

"It doesn't have to be."

Yuehua picked up a spike of embroidery thread, pondered for a moment, stood up, walked straight to the fish tank in front of the window, hesitated for a moment, let go and dropped the embroidery thread into the fish tank.

There are two koi fish in the fish tank, one red and one black. The thread fell, and the koi was frightened, fluttered a handful of splashes, and then cautiously approached the spool, swallowing and playing.

Yuehua stood in front of the fish tank, motionless, and looked at the jade book inexplicably.

"Is the mother worried about the discoloration of the embroidery thread? The slave maid took it and washed it and dried it before using it? and lest they have been painstakingly embroidered and dyed on their clothes. ”

Yuehua shook her head and didn't say a word.

The two koi fish gradually floated, swaying as if drunk, and then turned over and floated.

Yushu was dumbfounded, so frightened that he dropped all the embroidery threads in his arms to the ground, and took two steps back, almost out of his mind.

There is poison in the embroidery thread!