Qinghe began to look out from the moment he ate.

Qingmei really couldn't help it, even if she had to be trained, she had to ask, otherwise she would suffocate herself to death.

"Sister Qinghe, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing."

I've watched it three times in such a cup of tea, and it's nothing? So what does it mean to "have something"?

What is Qinghe looking at?

pondered for a long time, until it was almost dark, and Qinghe was also dead and didn't look out the door, Qingmei slowly understood.

Is Qinghe looking forward to Luo Shang Palace?

Luo Shang Palace did not come, which means that the emperor will not summon lucky talents today.

Qinghe has never felt that time is so difficult as it is now. She asked all the Bodhisattva gods and immortals she knew in her heart.

It doesn't matter if the emperor doesn't look for his own talents, as long as the emperor doesn't summon Chen Jieyu tonight. Now it's a scramble to be the first. If your own talent is called first, then you can appeal to the emperor first to express your grievances, and explain that Chen Jieyu oppressed people at today's flower viewing party. But if Chen Jieyu saw the emperor first, then she would definitely sue the wicked first, not to say that she was oppressive with power, but to say that the little talented person did not know how to respect and offend her.

This kind of thing always has to be the first to start, and if you take a slow step, you will be controlled by others.

Qinghe was anxious to send a generous gift to Luo Shang Palace and Zhou Gonggong to see if they could find a way to help talented people meet the emperor.

But there really can't be any heavy gifts in the Lingering Fragrance Pavilion.

Qinghe didn't sleep well all night, and when he got up early to serve, he was a little nervous.

Xie Ning slept very soundly at night, slept until dawn without dreams all night, and when the morning breeze blew in the morning, the whole person was refreshed.

When I got up early to make up, Qinghe was absent-minded, and first said that it was to pull a begonia bun, which was to divide the hair into several locks and put them on separate plates, and finally the bun was like a blooming begonia flower. But Qinghe combed his hair and tied the head rope to the roots first. She came back to her senses after the piercing, and hurriedly pleaded guilty while scattering the tied hair.

Shainin didn't care about this: "Tie it up, tie it up, then it's okay to comb a falling flower bun." ”

Qinghe still insisted: "The weather is good today, it is appropriate to comb the begonia bun." ”

Begonia flowers at this time and have the meaning of wealth and auspiciousness, but the flowers and flowers, these two words are depressed when they hear them, and the bun is broken and combed.

In the end, I combed the begonia bun, and after the bun was combed, I wore the pearl hairpin that the emperor gave me back, and the pearlescent mellow flowed between the clouds and black hair, which made people can't help but stare at it all the time.

The yard was cleaned, the house was cleaned up, and Qinghe and Qingmei got together to do needlework. Shainin's needlework was not very good, so he sat and watched them do it.

The corner of a skirt didn't know when it was broken a little, Qinghe skillfully cut the broken thread in the broken place, flattened the piece of the skirt, and used the bandage to stretch the broken place and prepare for repair.

If Shainin did it himself, it wouldn't be impossible to do it. She used to sew and mend clothes by herself, and the sewing was sewn, but the needlework was irregular, and the sewn place was shaken open to see, it was very wrinkled and unnatural, and she could see at a glance that it was different from the place next to it.

Qinghe's needlework in the Lingering Fragrance Pavilion is the first pick, and Qingmei is far worse than her. Xie Ning looked at it seriously, a thin needle in Qinghe's hand was so dexterous and so obedient, the thread she used was completely the same color as the original thread of the skirt, the hole was gradually sewn up, and only a faint mark was left on the corner of the skirt.

But who would stare at someone else's skirt when it's okay? So this skirt is already perfect, and Shainin is very satisfied.

"If you embroider a flower on it, it will just cover." Qinghe flattened it out and looked at it, but he was still not satisfied, although the traces of the sewing were shallow, he could still see it.

Although talented people are open-minded and don't mind this, they are not picky about dressing. But if this skirt is worn outside, the eyes of those people outside are very poisonous, and when they see talented people wearing sewn clothes, they may not laugh at people. Qinghe could imagine their contemptuous and contrived demeanor.

Xie Ning can't resist her, so if you want to embroider, you can embroider.

But what to embroider, she still has the right to choose.

Qinghe took out the embroidery book and asked Xie Ning to choose.

The gap is not big, and the traces after the repair are not large, Xie Ning flipped through the notebook, trying to find the most suitable trick. In the end, instead of a flower, she chose a green cricket with whiskers and wings.

Also known as crickets.

Qinghe was not surprised. Other people's masters always try to dress themselves up more beautifully and chic. If you don't embroider a flower on this dress, you have to embroider a beautiful butterfly on it to match.

The taste of her own talent is so strange, Qinghe tried to persuade her before, but it turned out that persuasion was also in vain, and it was no longer in vain.

"Didn't the clothes made by Qi Shanggong last time have a riding costume in them? It's really beautiful. Qingmei said: "I just don't know when people will be able to wear it." ”

Shainin herself was surprised by that riding outfit, she hadn't worn it yet. I used to wear skirts, whether they were wide, narrow, thick, or thin. But this one is different, in order to facilitate horseback riding, there are pants under the riding suit.

Xie Ning secretly made up her mind, even if she didn't have the opportunity to go out for horseback riding, she had to turn out that riding costume and try it on, and she would have a good time in her own house.

Qinghe was halfway done, and after eating, he continued to do it, and finally embroidered the cricket. The light green silk thread is slightly darker than the color of the skirt, and the cricket embroidery is vivid, and even the fine lines on the cricket's wings are not sloppy.

"It's so nicely embroidered." Shainin took the skirt over: "I'll try it." ”

She took off the one she was wearing and put it back on.

The skirt is not only completely mended, this cricket is also particularly interesting, when Xie Ning steps, the skirt of the skirt will naturally move, the cricket is in the corner of the skirt flickering forward and backward, flickering, if you don't look carefully, you will really think that it is a live cricket jumping at the feet of people.

She hadn't taken off her skirt yet, and Luo Shanggong's voice came from outside.

Qinghe Huo Ran got up and walked out as quickly as if a ghost was chasing her from behind.

It's really Luo Shang Palace, it's not that she heard it wrong.

Qinghe walked fast when he came out, and now he finally saw Luo Shang Palace, but he felt that his whole body seemed to be scattered, he had no strength at all, and he couldn't take a single step.

Great, Rochamp Palace is here.

Qinghe clearly knows that if he has been unfavored, it will be fine, once he is favored and loses power, how tormenting and sad it will be in that day. There is a place in the back garden where some women who are different from ordinary people live. Some of them are Shang Gong who used to serve in the palace on errands, and some are women who have served the emperor. There are a lot of crazy people there, and Qinghe doesn't dare to pass under the courtyard wall every time.