Wanru Temple.

Shi Jing embroidered a handkerchief while talking to Du Zhiyan.

"You went to Taihe Palace to serve and hindered the concubine again, the concubine always wanted to find your fault."

"Tian Lingyue has been getting worse and worse day by day since she went to Changle Palace."

"Oops, it hurts."

Shi Jing had a handkerchief not embroidered, and there were seven or eight blood beads on his hands.

She was originally a noble daughter of the Emperor's Mansion, and there were dozens of people who served her in the mansion, and she didn't need to do any needlework, she just needed to open her mouth and clothes to stretch her hands. So in all kinds of talents, including female celebrities, she is a little lacking.

It's easy to learn some embroidery, but the handkerchief is not successful, and the hand is about to be wasted.

Du Zhiyan wiped the blood beads from her hands, took the silver needle from her hand and put it aside: "There are people doing these jobs, why do you have to suffer." ”

"I used to think that a woman was virtuous if she was not talented, but now that I think about it, if a woman doesn't know anything, how can a man like it? There's got to be something to like, right? How else do you match? ”

These words actually came out of Shi Jing's mouth.

It doesn't sound right.

It is more terrible than the sun coming out of the west.

Could it be that Shi Jing is in love?

When you like someone, you are most likely to have low self-esteem and feel that you are not worthy of it no matter what.

Shi Jingfen clearly saw through Du Zhiyan's thoughts: "Don't think about it, I don't like the emperor." ”

"What about you."

"The emperor is not the only man in the world."

Quite right.

"Although there is more than one man in the world, the emperor is now my man." Shi Jing was a little melancholy: "Forget it, let's embroider handkerchiefs, practice always makes perfect." ”

Xiao Wu brought the peeled dragon's eye.

Longan is sweet. Plenty of water, too.

Du only said that he ate five or six, and Shi Jing did not eat one.

"Shi Xiaozhu's embroidery work is better than a few days ago, and the embroidery is red, like rouge on people's faces." Little Mist praised.

No wonder Xiao Wu was able to go to Jingren Palace to serve the queen at the beginning, he had eyesight and didn't talk much, but he could get to the point.

At this time, Shi Jing was in need of encouragement.

Xiao Wu's praise made Shi Jingmei dance: "No wonder the queen likes you, Xiao Wu speaks so nicely." ”

Xiao Wu smiled shyly, turned around and took the bill.

Recently, Du only said that he went to Taihe Palace to serve attentively, and he spent less time in Wanru Palace.

Nijo and others are in charge of distribution, and almost all the large and small affairs in the small kitchen are taken care of by Xiao Mist.

Although she took over late, she has a good understanding and is not lazy, so the small kitchen is also well organized, and even the accounts are clear and clear.

"The master just has to go and get busy, and everyone in Wanru Hall is doing their best."

"Anything unusual lately?" Du only asked.

Xiao Wu thought for a while: "If you say something unusual, one is that Zhao promised Bao Guiren to come and order food in person, the kitchen did it, and the slave maid personally sent them out of the palace." One is that Tian from Changle Palace promised to come to find the nectarine twice, and the nectarine went out with her for half an hour and came back. Afraid that Du would only say too much, Xiaowu also helped Nectarine explain: "The slave maid looked at Nectarine, and also felt that she was diligent and capable, and she got up and swept every day before dawn, although she went out to see Tian and agreed, it was not her initiative, she had to obey the orders of the master, and asked the mother not to blame her." ”

Du only said that he would not blame the nectarine. Nectarine, a person who does rough work, has no scheming, and has no crooked thoughts.

Zhao promised to come over with Bao Guiren to order food in person, he really wanted to see the new menu, and the last time he was in Jingren Palace, the two of them also said it when they chatted with Du Zhiyan.

It's all commonplace.

Shi Jing held the silver needle and boasted: "Xiaowu is really careful, he remembers everything." ”

Misty became even more embarrassed and turned to work in the kitchen.

Shi Jing looked at Xiao Wu's back and was a little stunned.

Xiao Wu is tall, much taller than the average palace maid.

This size is about the same as those secret guards.

The emperor's hand is not good for a day, and Du only said that he has to serve for a day.

When Imperial Physician Zhang went to see the emperor and prescribe medicine, he said that in two days, the emperor's hand would be completely swollen, and then he would drink some medicine to reduce swelling.

The emperor still refused to come, saying that this little injury was not in the way, but the medicine was poisonous, and I was fine, so I cut off the medicine.

Doctor Zhang doesn't know why, I've heard of people who avoid medical treatment, and I've heard that I'm afraid it's too fast.

Gao Rang knew that the emperor clearly wanted Du Zhiyan to continue to serve.

In front of Du Zhiyan, the emperor can always pretend to be very pitiful.

"I'm afraid my hand is useless, why is it not flexible."

"Oh, I can't hold the chopsticks, and I can't open the folds, Du Chang is here to rub me."

People are emperors, and they can only be willful.

Du Zhiyan obediently waited beside him, tired and panting.

But fortunately, during this period, I flipped the fold with the emperor, read the play book, watered the flowers in the palace, repaired the golden bell together, and spent more time together.

During the meal, the emperor was afraid that Du Zhiyan would be hungry, so he kept serving him vegetables, giving her lotus root boxes for a while, and sauced beef, meatballs, fried eggs, and stuffed yams for her

The plates in front of Du Zhiyan were piled up into a hill.

The emperor was proud: "Didn't serve me in vain, I hurt you, right?" ”

"Your Majesty."

"Are you so moved that you want to make a promise with your eyes?"

"Your Majesty, your hands can pick up vegetables." Du only said that he knew that the emperor was pretending, and he didn't debunk it until now.

exposed.

The emperor put down his chopsticks in embarrassment: "Perhaps. Maybe I'm going back to the light? ”

Back to the light, hehe, a typical example of blind making up with your eyes open.

"Now that the emperor's hand is good, the concubine should also return." Du only said that she was blessed, and she gained three pounds in the past few days.

"Don't go, I won't eat you again."

"Look at the hour, it's time for the Wei nobles to come to bed in a while, and it's not good for the concubines to be here."

"You're jealous, aren't you?" The emperor pinched Du Zhiyan's little face.

"Recently, I came to take care of the emperor, and the concubines' small kitchens are almost deserted, the Empress Dowager of Cining Palace, the Empress Dowager of Jingren Palace, and other concubines are still waiting to take care of the concubines' business." Du only said that he came out of the Taihe Palace, and the emperor lifted the curtain and chased him out: "Du Chang is here, I want to capture this play that you play clearly, and when I catch you-"

"Jingren Palace Wei Shi to the emperor to say goodbye." Wei Guiren came early as usual, and just walked up the steps at this time, when he saw Du Zhiyan chasing after me with the emperor, he also understood a rough idea in his heart, but he didn't make a noise, just looked at the emperor gently.

The emperor held on to the railing and stopped: "Wei Guiren is here. Come on in. ”

Changle Palace.

Meng Yuzhu makes socks under the lamp.

The socks are loose and embroidered with a golden dragon motif.

Tian Lingyue sat down and stroked the socks that had been sewn and couldn't help but sigh sincerely. The concubine dances well, and the craftsmanship of making socks is not inferior to the embroidery girl of the Internal Affairs Office.

Not only is the golden dragon embroidery vivid, but the socks are also soft and lightweight.

"The craftsmanship of the concubine, the emperor must like it very much."

Meng Yuzhu asked Tian Lingyue while making socks: "Recently, Du Chang has been going to Taihe Palace to serve, and Dafu went to Taihe Palace to inquire about the news, saying that every day when Shen, she returned to Wanru Palace, and before you were there, Wei Guiren went to Taihe Palace." How many times have you been to see the nectarine, but can you let the people of Wanru Hall see it? ”

"I wanted to see Nectarine as promised, and no one dared to stop me, but Nectarine was very defensive of me, and she didn't want to talk to me more, so I called her out for a walk and let her go back."

"That," Meng Yuzhu gestured with a needle and thread on her socks.

Tian Lingyue was so smart that she immediately lowered her voice by three points: "Everything is arranged by Niangniang." ”

That night, something happened in Changle Palace.

According to the minions, they slept until midnight and heard a whimpering sound on the roof, as if someone was sitting on the eaves whistling, which was worse than whistling. After a while, there was the sound of falling stones, and it was like footsteps.

When it was the second watch, the concubine was thirsty and wanted some water to drink, so she opened the curtain and sat up, and saw an unkempt person hanging by the window, with a silver hairpin, wearing clothes made of fragrant cloud yarn rewarded by the emperor, and holding a silver-red fan in her hand, as if she was going to flutter butterflies, but like a palace concubine.

Through the faint light, the concubine wanted to see the person's appearance clearly, only to see that the person lifted the long hair on his face, under the long hair, he couldn't see the facial features clearly, his face was pale without a little blood, and his bright red tongue stretched out a foot long.

The man first hovered outside the window, then moved left and right at a rapid pace. There were no eyeballs in a pair of black eyes, but a few drops of blood and tears.

The concubine was terrified, the palace maid who came up with tea was so frightened that she dropped the teacup, and the little eunuch on duty at night was so frightened that she was urinating.

Then the concubine Niangniang fell ill, and the matter of going to Jingren Palace to ask for peace was also waived.

Listening to Tian promise to describe the scene of that night, the queen's brows furrowed like earthworms.

Other timid concubines, such as Zhao Wei, Bao Guiren and others, were even more afraid and wanted to hear it.

"Is the concubine really sick? The concubine is not a timid person. The queen sighed: "Can the imperial doctor go and see?" ”

"The imperial doctor has already gone to take a look, saying that he was overly frightened and hurt his heart, and prescribed a prescription for recuperation and peace of mind for the concubine Niangniang."

"Is Changle Palace really haunted? Tian promised you to see it in person? ”

Tian Lingyue knelt in Jingren Palace with an honest look: "That night, I copied the scriptures for the Queen Mother, and I fell asleep on the table after copying and copying, so I never saw it in person." However, I listened to the palace maid and eunuch who served the palace maid who served the tea and the eunuch on duty at night saw it in person, and the ghost floated down from the beam of the room, dressed in fragrant cloud yarn, holding a silver-red fan, as if she was going to flutter a butterfly. There are no eyeballs in the eye sockets, and the tongue sticks out a foot long, and it has been in Changle Palace. Floating. ”

The queen has been weak for many years, and she has not been able to make up for it with regular food supplements.

Tian Lingyue's description was colorful, and the queen was so shocked that she ate two pieces of snack to suppress her beating heart.

Wei Guiren said leisurely: "Since Tian promised to live in Changle Palace together, if there is a ghost, why did she only look for the concubine Niangniang and not Tian to agree?" ”

Wei Guiren thought selfishly, she has been sleeping for some days in a row, this is the welfare that the queen mother has won for her, and the harem is taboo about ghosts and gods, but Meng Yuzhu was scared at this time, probably pretending to be a ghost, but she just wanted to gain the emperor's pity and win a favor.

The queen said: "Zhaoning, you are still young, so naturally you don't understand the truth here." ”

"Please make it clear to the queen."

"Tian promised her to copy the scriptures all year round, and those ghosts and monsters were most afraid of the scriptures, so they didn't dare to look for her."

If it were someone else, Wei Guiren would probably have to say it, faint.

When the queen said this, Wei Guiren had to sit silently and listen.

Everyone listened to the story and ate some refreshments, Tian Lingyue fell on the ground and said Meng Yuzhu's request: "The concubine Niangniang took the medicinal soup, but she was still restless, thinking that her heart would not return to her place, and the meaning of the concubine Niangniang, I wanted to invite the monks outside the palace to come in and do practical things, and it was good to drive it away." ”

"Drive? Where to drive? The queen was shocked.

"Niangniang said that if a monk recites the Dharma, it may be resolved."

Everyone was gossiping and talking.

When they went back from Jingren Palace, everyone felt cold on their backs, and they didn't dare to go alone.

When Zhao promised to walk to the imperial garden with Bao Guiren, the flowers were flying, and there was a gust of wind, and the two of them were so frightened that they leaned on the rocks and did not dare to move again.

"Did you hear what Tian promised, that ghost was wearing a fragrant cloud gauze dress and holding a silver-red fan, think about it, who in the palace likes to dress like this?"

"Who?"

"Why did you forget, there used to be a Ming promise by the side of the concubine Niangniang, and the Ming promise loved to follow the concubine Niangniang around."

Speaking of Ming's promise, Bao Guiren also had a little impression, that Ming promised to rely on the support of the concubine Niangniang, doing evil everywhere, hating people's teeth itching, and was later punished by the emperor to go to the cold palace and died there.

"Ming promised to hate the concubine Niangniang for not going to the cold palace to save her, or, she died unjustly in the cold palace, so the ghost is not gone, wandering everywhere, she was floating in Changle Palace before, and she is not allowed to float anywhere in the future."

"Didn't you say that she liked to flutter butterflies in the Imperial Garden when she was alive?" Zhao agreed to say more, and felt that something was wrong, no wonder the wind was gusting, and now they were in the imperial garden.

This place should not be stayed for long.

Zhao promised to leave with Bao Guiren, and suddenly heard a resentful voice from the flowers behind the rocks: "Zhao promised - Bao Guiren - don't go - accompany me." ”

Zhao promised to talk to Bao Guiren only to feel that he was going to die, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't walk no matter how he walked.

"Go back."

Zhao promised to be stunned.

"Turn around!"

It's not okay not to look back.

Zhao promised to cover his eyes with a handkerchief with Bao Guiren, and supported each other to stand firmly.

"Long time no see, are you okay?" Among the flowers, there was a figure wearing fragrant cloud veil, with her hair scattered, floating around in the flowers with a silver-red fan, and in her hand, she was holding a big red oil-paper umbrella.

The two of them were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, and they noticed that the ghost was getting closer and closer, and they didn't care much, and stumbled back while crying, and they didn't know how many times they fell along the way.

It wasn't until they closed the palace door, shrunk into the quilt, and covered their heads that the two felt that they were still alive.

"Bao Guiren, do you see clearly? Is it an explicit promise. ”

"I saw it clearly, it was her. The butterfly looks the same as it did when he was alive. ”

"Why did she still hold a red paper umbrella? Are ghosts afraid of rain? ”

"I have no favor all year round, in addition to counting floor tiles, I occasionally flip through books, I heard that ghosts are not afraid of rain, but afraid of the scorching sun. At this time, the sun is poisonous, if the ghost is illuminated by the sun, it will be wiped out immediately, Ming promised to be dead for a long time, it must be a terrible ghost, see her holding an umbrella and dare to come out during the day, you know that we are more auspicious, I don't know who she will hurt next. ”