Zhao Fuling was waited for to finish washing, and after eating lunch and drinking medicine, she collapsed back into bed.

Peony brought needle and thread to Zhao Poria, Zhao Poria squinted and wore the needle for a long time, and in the end Peony couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the needle and thread and said: "Niangniang, what do you say embroidery?" ”

Zhao Fuling was relieved, looked at the peony's bulging cheeks, and laughed triumphantly, "Whatever." I knew that Xiao Peony couldn't bear to see me suffer, so I honestly confessed, when I embroidered my purse, did you plan to do it for me? ”

Otherwise, the little girl who has always been timid in the past can still take the initiative to make suggestions today?

It's just abnormal.

Peony sighed: "Niangniang's mind is not on this, except for the slave and maid to help you deal with it, what else can you do?" ”

After following Zhao Fuling for a long time, Peony herself has changed a lot.

She can't help with big things, but she needs to be discerning in small things, such as Shane.

There is a high probability that Niangniang is unwilling to give His Majesty gratitude, but this matter needs someone to do it, so she has to take the top.

What can she do? That is, embroidered small things such as purse handkerchiefs.

That's why Peony said to embroider a purse and give it to Li Ce.

Zhao Fuling touched Peony's face lovingly, and sighed: "It is also a great blessing in life to have a girl like you by my side." ”

Peony looked at Zhao Fuling and said seriously: "It is the slave and maid who follow the mother, which is a great blessing in life." ”

Zhao Fuling didn't argue with her, smiled, and didn't say anything more.

The peony embroidery is very good, and the work is also very neat. After Zhao Fuling got up from a nap again, she only had one thing left.

Zhao Fuling picked up the royal blue brocade purse and looked at it carefully, saw a few auspicious clouds embroidered on it, and sighed several times: "It's so beautiful, I can't bear to give it to Your Majesty." ”

Peony hurriedly said: "If the mother likes it, the slave will embroider it for you again, don't miss this thanks." ”

After that, she muttered in a low voice, "If you embroider for Niangniang, you will not only embroider a few clouds perfunctory, but the slave will embroider flowers and butterflies for Niangniang." ”

Xiangyun embroidery is simple and trouble-free, and it is not wrong, and it is also suitable for men to wear.

But the girl's purse, it must be more delicate, at least a few beautiful flowers.

Zhao Fuling laughed, and when the peony finished embroidering the last stitch, she asked Yuan Zhi to find refreshing herbs and let him send them to Chengqian Palace in person.

As soon as Yuan Zhi left on the front foot, Zhao Fuling asked people to invite Min Guiren on the back foot, and asked her to bring a suitable card friend by the way.

The little maidens are tied up when they play cards, and they are not happy. If they are all concubines in the palace and their positions are about the same, they can play tricks.

Min Guiren came quickly, and across a door and a long corridor, Zhao Fuling heard her crisp and smiling voice.

Listen carefully, there are two delicate female voices behind you.

Did you really bring someone here?

Zhao Fuling got out of bed, poked her head out and looked out, and saw that Min Guiren had brought two young girls over.

Looking at it, it was also a concubine dress, and the one in front was still a little familiar.

After the Min nobles brought people in, Zhao Lingling looked at the little girl carefully.

Unfortunately, it was really the one who had been deceived by Zhao Lingling before, and cried and cried to find Li Ce to help her get it back.

Min Guiren glanced at Zhao Fuling, pursed his lips and smiled beside him: "Sister Zhao, these two are Zheng Meiren and Yu Meiren, who live in the same palace as me. ”

After the introduction of the Min nobles, Zhao Fuling looked at Zheng Meiren and smiled: "Sister Zheng, what a coincidence!" ”

Zheng Meiren's embarrassed face turned red, and she didn't dare to meet Zhao Fuling's gaze, so she only pinched the small fan and stammered: "Sister Zhao is so ......"