The frost is heavy and the winter is cold, and although it is past winter now, the cold of early spring can still make people shiver from the cold.

The wind slipped into the house through the cracks in the window, disturbing the sleeping crowd. There was a touch of orange light that forced one to open one's eyes.

Shen Qinghe's slender eyebrows furrowed, raised her hand, covering her eyes, and it took a while to get used to the light, she silently counted three in her heart, supported the bed board, and straightened her back.

It just so happened that someone came over with an oil lamp: "Auntie is up?" It's already midday, and the slave and maid have already prepared the hot water for washing, so hurry up, auntie. ”

"Hmm." Shen Qinghe responded lightly, glanced out the window, and still couldn't see her fingers, she took a deep breath, quickly pulled out her legs from the warm quilt, picked up the neatly folded and clean blue and white palace clothes on the side, put them on, tidied up the hem, Shen Qinghe took the sachet, hung it around her waist, and pulled her belt again, so that the side of the skirt was covered.

Shen Qinghe walked quickly to the grooming table, took the hot towel that had been prepared for a long time, and after a long time, a mouthful of turbid air leaked out of her chest, pondering, about a moment later, Shen Qinghe couldn't help but speed up the movements of his hands.

The willow branches were dipped in jasmine mint powder to clean his teeth, and he rinsed his mouth with dried willow leaf water, and Shen Qinghe went back and forth three times before picking up a wooden tooth comb to comb his hair.

The palace maid must not dress too much, must not wear red and green, must not be full of gold and silver jewelry, obviously cardamom is in her prime, but she can't do what she wants,

This is the rule, and it is also the shackles that are pressed on the palace maid,

Shen Qinghe is the palace maid beside the Queen Mother, and she is also the palace official of the Ci'an Palace, for more than ten years, these have long been remembered, and there are only two or three jasper hairpins and three or four silk palace flowers in her makeup box, and the rest is just a few more pairs of earrings than others, and they are still the most unremarkable colors and styles.

It's not that there are no good things, after serving the Queen Mother for so long, I'm afraid that those rewarded jewelry can't be worn with both hands, but it's funny to say, no matter how good things are when they arrive at Shen Qinghe, they are also put into the bottom of the makeup drawer, and they don't see the light of day.

Shen Qinghe's eyes just blinked, and he had already pulled up his long hair and combed it into a flowing cloud bun, and there was a lone palace flower on it.

The white makeup powder was slightly even, the pale lipstick was dipped in some with the fingertips and left on the lips, the thrush ink was swept lightly, and a little rouge was added, Shen Qinghe looked at himself in the bronze mirror, thought about it, took off the palace flower, replaced it with a black jade tassel hairpin, and wore a pair of earrings.

"Auntie, isn't this palace flower suitable?" The palace maid who was holding the oil lamp quietly came behind Shen Qinghe, and seeing that she was dressed unusually blandly, the fox asked.

"Today, the little ladies and ladies of all the palaces are coming to say goodbye, let's go and clean up early." Shen Qinghe replied to the question, and said slowly: "By the way, loose frost, the sachet is going to be changed, and the taste is slightly lighter."

"Yes, the slaves and maids are ready." Sanshuang smiled: "I still choose the begonia flower that my aunt likes." ”

Shen Qinghe didn't speak again this time.

After packing up, exactly another quarter of an hour later, I pushed the door out, and there were already two people standing outside the door, and they saluted Shen Qinghe one after another: "Auntie." ”

"Let's go." Shen Qinghe bowed slightly, and with the help of the dim candle flame under the corridor, his steps were steady and urgent, and he entered the main hall of Ci'an Palace.

The hall was as warm as spring, and the heat emitted by the earth dragon immediately smoked the chill brought in from the outside, and the fingertips were a little itchy, because of the sudden cold and heat, Shen Qinghe pinched it, slowed down his steps, lifted the layers of thick honey-brown curtains, and entered the inner hall lightly.

There was the smell of pure fruit wood sandalwood, and Shen Qinghe's mind was even more silent.

She waited after the last three curtains, half-hanging her head, the blue-gray floor tiles reflected a big face, her skin was better than snow, her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her thin lips were like stamens, a pair of cold and alienated eyes were always staring at the embroidered upper, and the three carved tassels hanging under the hairpin were illuminated by the copper lamp not far away, making her more and more arrogant.

Shen Qinghe only stood there quietly, just like the faint and pure white plum blossom on the branch in the cold spring.

Hearing footsteps, Shen Qinghe raised his head.

"Auntie, the Queen Mother is about to wake up." Qiuyin was on duty last night, and he was a little tired now, so he came out lightly and smiled at Shen Qinghe, as long as Shen Qinghe was present, then their hearts would be much more stable.

Shen Qinghe nodded, and explained as he walked forward: "It's almost time to get right, let Sanshuang go and open the door of the small Buddha hall, light the incense and candles, remember, use gold foil paper." During this period of time, the Queen Mother explained that she wanted to eat lightly, and you asked Luoyue to prepare some side dishes, plus a plate of hibiscus cake and a bowl of porridge. You don't need to have too much hibiscus cake, half of the amount on weekdays. Besides, today's concubines need to say hello to the queen, everything in the outer hall, you get up early, which little lady likes to drink what tea, what snacks she likes to use, you should know everything, go. ”

After walking for a short time, Shen Qinghe gave orders in every way, Qiu Yin remembered all the things in his mind, and when she reached the palace maid of their level, what she said above was almost memorized in her mind while walking.

Qiu Yin's steps stopped at the last layer of curtains, and she hurried away with a grim face.

Shen Qinghe also stopped, but she turned her head and waited quietly, but in a few breaths, she loosened her shoulders, hooked the curtain with her jade fingers, revealing the rosewood carved bed inside, and the Queen Mother of the Dafu Dynasty who slowly opened her eyes.

"Queen Mother, are you awake?" Shen Qinghe's eyes fell to the chin of the person on the bed, and helped the person to get up without hurry, first pressed gently around his eyes, and then moved to the shoulder blades with a little force, and waited until the Queen Mother let out a comfortable sigh, she squatted on the ground to put on the Queen Mother's shoes and socks.

"It's still your dexterity, Qiuyin has studied for so long, and I haven't learned your fur, in this regard, the mourning family is really inseparable from you." The Queen Mother smiled with a pair of eyes, and put her hand on Shen Qinghe's outstretched forearm: "You have been by the side of the mourning family for more than ten years, but the position of a female official in this palace has only been for half a year, but I didn't expect that you have taken care of it very well inside and outside the Ci'an Palace, not bad." ”

"This is the slave's business, and the slave and the maid dare not slack off." Shen Qinghe had no pride on his face, and beckoned to Honeysuckle, who was leading a small team of palace maids not far away.

Shen Qinghe hung her hands and waited aside, until she finished cleaning her face, makeup, and combing her hair, she took the teacup, felt the temperature of the tea with her fingertips, and handed it to the Queen Mother until the tea temperature was right.

The Queen Mother took it, took a sip, and handed it back to the honeysuckle who was bowing her waist beside her.

Shen Qinghe opened the Huanghuali hollow carving in front of him supplemented by a ruby cover makeup box, took out a brilliant and shining phoenix jade gold hairpin inside, and inserted it obliquely into the queen mother's towering bun.

It just so happened that a ray of sunlight shone in the early morning, Shen Qinghe immediately took three steps back, his autumn eyes trembled slightly, led the palace maid in the palace, leaned over and said: "The slave maid asks the queen mother to say goodbye, and the queen mother is Jin'an." ”