A few days passed uneventfully, and since it rained that night, the weather has been relatively cool for the past two days.
Counting the days, it’s almost the beginning of autumn.
Xie Ning discovered that just a few days after calming down, Qing He seemed a little out of sorts again.
She is obviously much quieter than Qingmei at ordinary times, but she thinks too much.
Like a green plum, it rises when the sun rises and rests when it sets.
It is rare that you can let your worries rest overnight, and you can eat well or sleep well all day long.
This can be seen from the shape of the face.
Qingmei has a round face, which is worse than the commonly known "face like a full moon", but it is two circles fatter than the standard goose egg.
Qing He was originally supposed to have an oval face, but this one's body was a bit slender and his chin was a bit pointed, so everyone thought Qing He should have an oval face.
Xie Ning remembered that her cheeks used to be quite fleshy.
Could it be that she changed her face because she was worried about herself?
Xie Ning couldn't guess what Qing He was thinking about, so he simply asked her directly.
"My slave is thinking that as soon as the weather turns cooler, it will be time to celebrate the festival."
Xie Ning nodded.
Just celebrate the festival, I have already spent two Mid-Autumn Festivals in the palace.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is not much different from usual times.
But there are more mooncakes and fruits than usual.
Of course there are festivals in the palace, but she is not qualified to participate.
At most, she can enjoy the moon and drink two glasses of thin wine with a few people who live nearby.
It's really thin wine, sometimes it doesn't even taste like wine, it's like drinking sour sweet water.
When I drank the water wine called "Ye Dew White" last year, it felt like drinking dew.
It was just water with a slight sweetness and had nothing to do with wine.
If he hadn't entered the palace, Xie Ning thought it would be good to open a small wine-making workshop.
Selling some rice wine and fruit wine he brewed, he should be able to earn money to support himself.
But it doesn't make any sense to say that now.
Now and in the future, she probably won't have that opportunity.
What Qinghe is worried about is obviously not how to celebrate the festival.
Looking at Cai Ren's innocent eyes, Qing He really felt that he had a long way to go.
Talented people are so incapable of planning, what will they do in the future?
Qinghe had never heard of the saying that those who are capable work harder.
Some people are born to think more and further than others, but such people usually have a very tiring life, and their happiness is correspondingly much less than that of ordinary people.
"According to the usual practice in previous years, there might be a chance to be promoted during the festival."
Qing He said what was in his heart.
Promoted to the throne Xie Ning took a moment to think about it.
It has certainly happened before.
The emperor seemed to regard the promotion of the throne as a kind of festive reward, bestowed on the women in the harem.
For example, Liang Meiren was promoted to the throne during the New Year of her first year in the palace, while Li Zhaorong was promoted to the title of Beauty during the Mid-Autumn Festival of that year, and was later promoted to Zhaorong.
There are precedents for promotions during non-years and non-holidays, but there must be exceptions.
Men outside are looking for meritorious service and rewards in order to earn a future.
The same goes for women in the harem who want to advance to the throne.
The path to meritorious service is fixed.
If you are pregnant, you can give birth to a child for the emperor to continue the bloodline.
It can be a princess or a prince.
Qinghe certainly hopes that during this Mid-Autumn Festival, one of his own talents will be promoted to the throne.
"If the emperor calls for a talented person to accompany him these days, you must pay attention to it and make the emperor happy."
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Xie Ning knew that Qinghe's reminder was entirely for his own consideration.
But she really didn't know how to make the emperor happy.
If you want to please ordinary people, you just have to do what they like.
Your Majesty, you are rich and have no shortage of anything.
Besides, there are so many women in the palace who want to please the emperor.
The tricks that can be used must have been used by others before.
Xie Ning really doesn't know how to innovate in this area in order to make the emperor happy.
It's too difficult.
It took about half a month before she was summoned again by the emperor to accompany him.
It's already the beginning of autumn, and the weather during the day is as hot as midsummer, but the wind blowing on my face in the morning and evening is already quite cool.
If you get up early in the morning, you can see the night fog condensed on the large banana leaves, and the moist fog turns into dew.
Xie Ning wore a light apricot red palace dress today, with an ivory flower shawl on her shoulders.
There was not too much jewelry on her head, and she had a carefree bun with a few gardenia flowers. .
The flowers are white and flawless, with green leaves.
It is not the season for gardenias to bloom, so after the emperor’s eyes lingered on Xie Ning’s hair for a moment, he immediately judged that this was not a real flower.
"It's made of silk" Xie Ning nodded with a smile and explained softly: "After cutting clothes, there will always be some useless scraps left.
They are so fragmentary that they can't even be used as purses, but they can be cut into petal-sized pieces and then put together."
The same goes for leaves.
It's made of dark green satin.
"Isn't silk cloth very soft?"
Even the emperor has things he doesn't understand.
Xie Ning explained: "The silk cloth needs to be starched.
After the starch dries, it will become stiff."
The emperor recalled the straw flower basket he saw on the bookshelf of Yingxiang Pavilion: "You made this yourself too."
"What I do for fun when I have free time."
The flower suited her perfectly.
Beauties in the harem like to wear hairpins on their heads.
The first choice is flowers with complex shapes and bright colors, such as peonies, peonies, hibiscus, camellias, etc.
When gardenia is in season, some people tie it into a bracelet and wear it, or pin it on the front of their lapels and use it as a collar button.
This is because gardenia flowers are particularly fragrant.
So Xie Ning said, I really don’t know how to please the emperor.
Even the Emperor seems to be interested in the flower that this woman wears on her head, and it would not be too troublesome to chat over a cup of tea.
But can you say that the emperor likes hair flowers?
That's definitely not the case.
She also dined with the emperor, but she couldn't tell what the emperor particularly liked to eat.
If she really liked it, then the emperor seemed to like the dishes she ordered.
From the noodle soup that the emperor had when he first came to Yingxiang Pavilion to the winter melon soup that he had at Anxi Bridge Pavilion last time, she ordered all these, and the emperor seemed to like them quite a lot.
But this is her preference.
How can we conclude that the emperor's taste is the same as hers?
Besides, the emperor is not a three-year-old child.
Even if you know what he likes to eat, can you use this to win the emperor's favor?
It’s really impossible to do anything.
Xie Ning won't have trouble with himself, so he won't worry about things he can't figure out.
She concentrated on tasting the emperor's good tea.
The color of the tea leaves is green and quiet, the tea soup is light yellow, the tea aroma is fragrant and the taste is sweet.
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The tea she sent recently is also good, but of course it cannot be compared with the tea here from the emperor.
Looking out from the long open window, one can see the blue sky.
It's so blue that it's hard to look directly at it.
The bright sunshine of early autumn shines on the roof of the palace in the distance, coating the tiles with a layer of melting golden light.
"Chen Jieyu has filed a lawsuit against you here."
Xie Ning's thoughts, which had already flown far away, were brought back by the emperor's words.
She held the tea cup, with a bit of confusion in her clear eyes, as if she couldn't understand what the emperor meant for a while
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