"I have thought about where I would be and what kind of life I would live if I were not born into the royal family."
Xie Ning turned to look at him, unable to see the emperor's expression clearly in the night.
"Have you ever thought about this?"
Xie Ning said frankly: "I have thought about it."
She thought about what would have happened now and what kind of life she would have lived if she had not entered the palace.
At this moment, Xie Ning and the man beside him thought of the same thing.
Even if she didn't enter the palace, she was probably already married.
Who will she marry and what kind of life will she live?
Firewood, rice, oil and salt are all that matters to parents.
It's definitely different from life now.
If the emperor were not the emperor, what kind of person would he be?
A scholar who does business may become a soldier and join the army.
He thinks this way because his current life is unsatisfactory.
Because Xie Ning also had such an assumption, she understood it very well.
This is a subconscious escape from reality.
If so, it means that he himself knows very well that this is a hypothesis, it is all false and cannot be true.
Even though I know it's false, I still think about it just to temporarily break away from reality and breathe a sigh of relief.
Perhaps no one would believe that the emperor would also have unsatisfactory things.
But the emperor is also a human being, and he also eats whole grains.
He also has things he likes to do and things he doesn't like to do.
He must have been having a lot of troubles recently.
"In fact, no matter which path you take, there will be times when things go smoothly and when times don't go well.
People inside the palace each have their own troubles, and people outside the palace will not be much easier than them.
Farmers are afraid of bad times, so they do Those who buy and sell are afraid of losing money; the old are afraid that their descendants will not make progress; the young are afraid of having an uncertain future.”
"Then what are you afraid of?"
Xie Ning was not too surprised that the emperor would ask her this question.
"I am afraid of growing old."
The emperor laughed, and Xie Ning also laughed.
But no, everyone is afraid of aging.
The emperor held her in his arms and gently brushed his lips against her forehead: "Slippery head."
"This is the first time someone said that I am naughty."
Xie Ning leaned in his arms and looked at the dim lights in the distance: "I have been an honest person since I was a child."
"real" "Of course it's true.
I remember when I was young, my grandmother asked us to accompany her to pick up Buddha rice.
The child couldn't kneel down, so my cousin sneaked away on the pretext of being there beforehand, and my sister fell asleep next to her."
"What about you?"
"I told my grandmother that my legs were numb, so she asked me to get up and go for a walk.
I went to the kitchen to find snacks, and after I finished eating, I went back to continue picking up."
The emperor listened very carefully.
"One year on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, we wanted to sneak out to see the lights without telling the adults.
Later, I thought about it again and again, and still felt that we should not do such a thing without telling the family, but should tell our parents and elders My sister and brother were both unhappy and refused to step on me for several days.
They just waited for the fifteenth day.
Grandma sent a message to invite my uncle to come and take us out to see the lanterns.
Because there were so many people, there were not enough rice dumpling bowls for us to eat, so we bought ten glutinous rice balls and divided them among us.
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It was weird at the time, because I thought the ones sold outside were better than those made at home.”
The emperor listened to her quietly and said with a smile: "Then I will take you to see the lanterns during the Lantern Festival."
Xie Ning responded with a smile.
The Lantern Festival is too far away, and I don’t know if anyone still remembers this promise at that time.
Now he had shown her the lights.
Things that can worry the emperor are big things, and Xie Ning can't help.
It was a quiet night's sleep.
There was no incompatibility, the two of them were wrapped in a brocade quilt.
The emperor fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, but Xie Ning did not fall asleep for a long time.
Maybe it’s because I woke up late during the nap time during the day, so I didn’t feel sleepy at night.
The light from outside the tent came in, and it sounded like a wind was blowing outside.
The emperor slept deeply, with short green stubble appearing on his chin.
She didn't dare to move, she tilted her head to look at him, and then fell asleep herself.
There was no need for morning court on the second day.
The emperor got up later than usual, and Xie Ning also woke up.
The emperor's palace attendant was very interested in helping her comb her hair, and also sat next to her and asked her about the bottles and jars.
What's the use?
When he discovered Mei Dai, he hesitated: "How about I draw a picture for you?"
Xie Ning also hesitated for a moment before asking: "Your Majesty, do you know how?"
"It's not difficult to think about."
Seeing him in such high spirits, it's hard to spoil his mood.
The emperor picked up a snail in his hand, gently lifted up her face, traced it carefully, and then traced it.
Xie Ning shrank back.
"Does it hurt?"
he asked nervously.
Xie Ning whispered: "It's itchy."
Her eyebrows are natural, so she doesn't need to draw them in detail.
Sometimes Xie Ning doesn't want to bother and just doesn't paint it at all.
Drawing this eyebrow, the emperor raised his arms high, while Xie Ning tensed and remained motionless.
Both of them were almost sweating.
At the end of the painting, it looks like the left side is longer than the right side.
After adding a few more strokes, it feels like the right side is thicker than the left side.
The emperor really didn't know how to add or subtract anything, so he put down his eyebrows and said with some self-deprecation: "I still need more practice."
Xie Ning took a selfie in the mirror, and it looked darker than usual, but it wasn't ugly.
"It's not bad to draw like this for the first time."
She did not wash her face or repaint her face, but just had breakfast with the emperor.
A courtier handed a sign to ask for an audience.
The emperor drove away from Changning Hall, and Xie Ning returned to Yingxiang Pavilion.
Liang Meiren came to the door, so Xie Ning had no choice but to open the door and invite her in for tea.
Liang Meiren was two years older than her, but she had fallen out of favor for a long time.
Her eyebrows always looked filled with resentment and self-pity, and her words had a sour taste.
Xie Ning didn't agree with her, and after drinking a cup of tea, Liang Meiren left wisely.
Two days later, while Qinghe was serving her makeup, he told her something new: "I heard that many people have made their eyebrows thicker and darker these past two days.
Yesterday, when I saw Beauty White, her eyebrows were shocking. , Like two dry sticks lying across the eyes."
Qingmei couldn't help but add: "It's still burnt."
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It took Xie Ning a while to figure out what was going on, and he couldn't help laughing.
Those people thought that she came back from bed with such a pair of eyebrows painted, and they thought that the emperor's preferences had changed recently and he preferred thick eyebrows.
That's not because he likes it, it's because he is clumsy.
Qing He didn't know what she was laughing at, and stood at a loss.
She still did not give up persuading Xie Ning, saying that she should make some stitches for the emperor.
"Actually, you're not stupid at all.
You didn't do well in the past because you didn't pay attention."
Qing He's attitude was particularly sincere: "As long as you want to do it, you can definitely do it well."
Maybe she has a point.
Xie Ning also felt that he could help the emperor make something.
Since she is willing to do it, she doesn't need to worry about what to do and how to do it.
Qinghe arranged it from beginning to end.
"Let's start with something simple.
Making a sachet can be done in less than a day, and including the embroidery and lacing, it only takes two days."
That's not Xie Nin's level and speed.
Qing He also understood very well and continued: "Master, please do it slowly, it will take half a month and it will be enough."
It takes her half a month to do what others can do in one day.
Qinghe's estimate of her level is really Not polite at all.
There are only a few styles and colors of men's sachets that come and go, and they are far less diverse than those used by women.
The fabric Xie Ning chose was an indigo material.
After matching the colors of the webbing and lanyards, he chose maroon.
Qing He disagreed at first.
She felt that since it was for the emperor, gold or black would be more appropriate.
As for Xie Ning, she thinks this maroon color is beautiful and looks pleasing to the eye when paired with it, so she only wants to use this one.
Of course, Qing He's little arms couldn't twist Xie Ning's thick thighs.
In the final analysis, it was Xie Ning who did this, not her, so naturally the master's wishes came first.
The pattern embroidered on it was also chosen to be relatively simple, as it was too complicated for Xie Ning to do.
Xie Ning felt that what Qing He said that day made sense.
She couldn't do it well in the past, probably because she didn't put in the effort.
Xie Ning specially invited Qi Shanggong to give her guidance.
Qi Shanggong was indeed an expert.
She could carve flowers out of rotten wood under her hands.
Xie Ning's stitches have now become much more even and tight under her guidance, and they no longer have those crooked centipede legs.
Embroidery is a little more difficult, but by using the outline you traced first and following the pattern one stitch at a time, the embroidered thing will already look quite presentable.
It’s just that sewing is too labor-intensive, and my neck feels sore after doing the work for a while.
She only did it once in a while and found it so difficult.
For those who rely on their eyesight and craftsmanship in the needlework bureau, the physical and mental losses must be huge.
No wonder there is no old Shang Gong in the needlework bureau.
Qi Shanggong is already senior at his age.
Because after thirty, your body and skills can no longer withstand such wear and tear.
No matter how reluctant you are, you can't resist the deteriorating reality.
It didn't take ten days and a half to make this sachet, it was done in five or six days.
Xie Ning usually doesn't smoke incense, but this is a sachet, so you can't just send it empty.
She found some dried tansy and mint leaves and filled it in.
It smelled light and slightly bitter.
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Now that it's done, the remaining step is how to send it out.
Xie Ning planned to give it to the emperor when he went to accompany the driver again.
I'm just a little worried, what should I say then?
I always feel weird and embarrassed.
It would be even more embarrassing to ask someone to send it there.
Qing He was more confident than Xie Ning himself, believing that as long as it was made by Xie Meiren herself, no matter what it was made, the emperor would definitely like it
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