Shainin woke up in the middle of the night.

She couldn't remember what she had encountered in her dream, and now she still had palpitations, her heart was pounding, and the back of her neck was covered with cold sweat.

Qingmei got up in her cloak and gently lifted the corner of the tent: "Why did the master wake up?" Want a cup of tea? ”

"What time is it? You haven't fallen asleep yet? ”

"Just after the third watch, Fang Shanggong said that the master was tired today, and he was afraid that he would wake up at night, and the slave and maid had been saving their spirits."

Ome poured tea.

After two sips of tea, Xie Ning felt that his scattered thoughts just now had finally slowly converged again. She asked Qingmei to go to sleep, but she didn't feel sleepy for a while.

Why does it suddenly feel a little too empty when you sleep in the right bed alone?

Actually, the bed hasn't changed, it's just that she misses him a little.

There's nothing to be embarrassed about admitting this, what woman in the palace wouldn't want to?

She reached into the bed and pulled out a pillow to press against the quilt next to her. The solid weight of the pillow made her feel much more at ease.

The weather is getting colder day by day, and there is no well in the Lingering Fragrance Pavilion, so if you want to use water, you have to bring it back to the well platform in the northeast. Xie Ning saw Hu Rong and Qinghe talking quietly outside the window, and asked casually, "What are you talking about?" ”

Qinghe turned his head and raised his voice and replied: "Hu Rong said that the edge of the well platform is frozen, and someone went to carry water and fell there." ”

Xie Ning advised: "You should also be careful, you would rather be slower, it is better than a blue nose and swollen face." ”

Hu Rong responded with a smile.

Qinghe came into the house and closed the window: "Just close it for ventilation, don't catch a cold." I handed over all the letters written by the master to Father-in-law Zhou, and I think I have already sent them out here. It's just that the cold weather is slippery and the road is difficult to walk, and I don't know when this letter will be sent to Lord Lin and them. ”

Shainin was also a little worried about this.

The cold road is difficult to walk, one back and forth, even if the uncle's family followed her letter, they couldn't rush to the capital a year ago, it would be good to have a reply letter, it was a little hanging.

Qinghe came out of the house under the pretext of getting snacks, and Hu Rong was still standing under the porch in the corner of the house waiting for her.

Qinghe walked over quickly and glanced at him fiercely: "You come here." ”

Hu Rong hurriedly followed.

When the two arrived at the door of the teahouse, Qinghe asked in a voice: "You didn't look at the place just now, what if you let the master hear it?" ”

Hu Rong raised his hand and gently slapped his face twice: "What my sister said is that they are all inconsiderate. ”

"Alright, don't play with me. I didn't hear what you just said, who died? ”

"I didn't see it clearly, when I got there, the apprentice of Gonggong Zhou had already led people to take straw mats and break the list and drag people away. I inquired with someone, and it was the people from the Yeting Palace who died. ”

Qinghe felt as if a piece of lead had been pressed in his heart, and the stalk was really uncomfortable.

"Is it a palace maid?"

"It's a beauty."

"How could you die at the well?"

Hu Rong whispered: "Pan Shanggong must be sad to death at this time, although these people say that the emperor has not been lucky, but after all, they are not slaves, they all have a way." No matter how people die, she can't handle them. ”

In Hu Rong's thoughts, not to mention that the people in the Yeting Palace died one or the last one, even ten or eight died, and it had nothing to do with the Lingering Fragrance Pavilion, but Qinghe didn't dare to rest assured so early, and specially told him: "You watch carefully in the past two days, inquire about it, and see what those people say, don't splash dirty water on us." ”

Hu Rong was also a little apprehensive by this sentence: "Won't it?" ”

"The well is close to us, and besides, there are more people who are angry with our master, so we have to smear a few words if we have nothing to do."

Hu Rong said with a smile: "It's still my sister's thoughtfulness, I know, I must pay more attention these days." ”

As soon as he turned his head, Hu Rong's face sank.

It's really damn bad, let's die, why don't you have to run so close to the Lingering Pavilion to die? If they can't keep it, someone will splash this basin of dirty water on their heads. Although it is said that the body is not afraid of shadow evil, but it is just talking, and when there are many people who say it, the people who listen to it will definitely be suspicious, and maybe one day this word will have to reach the ears of the emperor.

What if the emperor has this in his heart and is disgusted with the Lingering Fragrance Pavilion? Good things don't go out, and bad things can be spread for ten miles in the wind.

Wait and see, after breakfast, I'm afraid that people who should know about this and shouldn't know about it will have to hear about it.

But this matter did not reach Shainin's ears.

There is Fang Shang Palace, no one dares to talk up and down the Xiangxiang Pavilion, Xie Ning has not been discharged from the hospital today, and in the middle of the afternoon, he walked in the courtyard twice in the cloak and basked in the sun for a while.

Today's sun is rare and good, shining on the snow and ice that has not yet melted, and it is so bright that it is impossible to look at it directly.

I turned around twice and went back, because the wrap was too thick, and my body was sweating slightly. She was worried about her letter and didn't know if it was sent out, but it was not good to send someone to urge Zhou Yuchen in such a hurry, after all, the letter had only been handed over to him, and it was only a matter of the past few days that she wanted to send the letter. While thinking, at this time it is time for my aunt to celebrate the New Year, when she is at home, she likes the New Year, the New Year is lively, the adults don't care about them at this time, there are no rules, no homework, from the first to the fifteenth day of the new year, every day is happy, and it is almost the house to uncover the tiles.

It's too lonely to celebrate the New Year in the palace.

During the first year of entering the palace for the New Year, she kept the New Year with Qingmei and Qinghe. The food delivered from the dining room was simply unpalatable, so they thought of it themselves, brought the tea stove, pressed two pieces of charcoal, and roasted rice cakes on top to eat. Those rice cakes are jelly, and they are not baked well at first, and they are burned on the outside and the inside.

Later, when they had experience, they baked it soft and hot and delicious, and they also made some sauce to spread on it, usually felt that the osmanthus sugar was too sweet and greasy, and the roasted on the top, and the rice cake melted together, just like wrapping the rice cake with a layer of sugar shell, and the taste was unique.

She talked to Fang Shanggong about it, Qinghe also remembered, and said with a smile: "The slave was greedy that time, the rice cakes were too sticky, I was tired of eating, and I was happy to eat and play with it, but I couldn't bite anything after eating this sore cheek at night, and I could only drink porridge the next day." ”

Qingmei also said: "The slave maid was still stuck to her teeth by sugar, and she didn't pick it off for a long time." ”

Fang Shanggong smiled: "Then let's get some rice cakes to bake." ”

Now it is different from then, when she was a young talent that no one cared about, and if the food was delicious, she would definitely not bake rice cakes for rice. Now she can open up whatever she wants to eat, even if the dining room of bird's nest shark fin and sea delicacies is happy to serve her. Now it's just for fun. Cut the rice cake into thin slices and skewer it on a skewer, and put it on a small charcoal stove to slowly bake until it is soft and hot.

"I lived in the south for two years, when I lived in Liujia Lane in the west of the city, there was a stall selling rice cake soup at the mouth of the alley. But I haven't eaten it in the past few years. ”

There was a man behind him who said, "If you want to eat, let the dining room do it." ”

Xie Ning turned around in surprise and saw that the emperor had come at some point and was standing in front of the door.