Yu Xing's injury has not healed, and the volume is not loud, but he speaks in a voice with ups and downs, very vividly, "Last time I made a mistake in the Fengyi Palace, my sister and I were sent to the Lanxiu Hall to take care of that person's diet

The "one" she said in her mouth was Luo Bingyu, who lived in Lanxiu Palace. Because she has served the emperor, Luo Bingyu feels that she has a noble status, but the emperor has not got married, and it is impossible to give her any position, and in detail, she is just a palace maid.

"I don't know what kind of wind that one smoked, a few days ago, he said that he was sick, and he refused to be treated, but he wanted to take medicinal diets to recuperate." Yu Xing pouted, "The Shangshan Bureau and the Shangyao Bureau are not in harmony, and it is not a day or two, and the one who has a trick every day, and the ingredients to be used, are dragged on both sides and are not given, and as soon as she comes and goes, she starts a fire." ”

The Shang Diet Bureau belongs to the Inner Sixth Bureau, and the highest grade can be up to the fifth grade, but the Shang Pharmacy Bureau is managed by the Tai Yi Bureau, and the medicine in charge of the Shang Pharmacy is only from the sixth grade. The Shang Pharmacy Bureau felt that its grade was higher, but the Shang Pharmacy Bureau claimed to be a serious official and did not like each other. In the case of medicinal food, it is okay to say that it is an ingredient, or it is okay to say that it is a medicinal material. If the emperor and the empress dowager want to eat medicinal food, both sides rush to prepare carefully. And if someone like Luo Bingyu wants to use it, it can drag on for a day.

Feng Miao listened carefully, it turned out that there was still such a thing in the harem. When she was by the Empress Dowager's side, because she was wearing the clothes of the Fengyi Palace, the people she saw always had a smile on her face. I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to be a palace maid.

"The first time, she said that the purple ginseng black chicken soup we sent was the most inferior. The second time, she was picky that the color of the red berries we used was not fresh and full enough. Yu Xing coughed lowly twice, "We have been deliberately careful not to provoke that one, but we still can't dodge." A few days ago, she said that her stomach was cold and her body was weak, and she wanted to drink longan ginger and jujube soup. My sister was so busy that she forgot to put ginger slices in the soup, and when I sent it over, the one smelled wrong and made a fuss......"

Needless to say, I know the rest of the story. The mistake was committed by Liang Yue, but Yu Xing didn't involve her sister. When Feng Miao heard this, she secretly praised in her heart, this little palace maid not only read love, but also had a lot of courage. When both of them entered the Gan Weaving Palace, there was no hope at all, and they kept one person outside, so that they could take care of them in the future.

Feng Miao saw that she was pulling around, and she couldn't talk about Su He for a long time, and she wasn't sure if she was so natural or deliberately avoided it, so she suddenly raised her hand and deliberately twisted it on her face, jokingly, "Look at this clever mouth, how can you read the palace rules when you can't do it, and let Su He beat so many times." ”

"She," Yu Xing pouted disdainfully, "she used to be a palace maid who tasted medicine for the emperor, and she didn't make things difficult for us at that time." After the one in Lanxiu Hall was lucky, somehow, she was sent here......"

Yu Xing talked too much and fell asleep on the bed, his coarse linen clothes oozing clusters of half-dried blood stains.

Feng Miao had a burning pain on her back, and she couldn't sleep, so she could only lie on her side with her eyes open. When it was getting dark, I saw other people walking in sparsely, and then I realized that there were so many people sleeping in this small palace room.

After just resting for a day and a night, Feng Miao and Yu Xing were rushed to work with others, regardless of whether they were still injured. Thinking of the straw mat he saw on the first night he entered the Gan Weaving Palace, Feng Miao knew that a dead person, in this cold palace-like place, was really not even a matter.

The close-fitting clothes she wore when she entered the palace were originally prepared for Feng Ying by the eldest princess of Boling, decorated with a row of peanut-sized pearls. Feng Miao tore off the pearls one by one, and wanted to find a safe and honest person among the palace maids and eunuchs who delivered food to Gan Weaving Palace, and asked him to help change some medicine. After watching it for several days, the little eunuch put down his meals and left, and he had no chance at all.

By the third day, Feng Miao felt that her limbs were sore and weak, her snort was heavy, and every step was like stepping on cotton. When the work was assigned, Su He looked at her suspiciously, and asked her and Yu Xing to go to the cold water to wash the wood hibiscus leaves picked in the small medicine garden.

At night, Feng Miao felt groggy and lay on the couch with her clothes closed, and the cold war continued. In the middle of the night, she vaguely heard Yu Xing muttering in her sleep, "Sister...... I ...... cold" She leaned in, reached out and touched it, and Yuxing's forehead was hot, like a fire. The sores on their backs were not healed, and their hands soaked in cold water for another day, and they both started to get hot.

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