Xie Ning woke up in the middle of the night.
She couldn't remember what she had encountered in the dream, and now she still had lingering fears, her heart was pounding, and there was cold sweat on the back of her neck.
Qingmei stood up with her clothes on and gently opened a corner of the tent: "Master, why are you awake?
Do you want a cup of tea?"
"What time is it and you're still not asleep?"
"Just after the third watch, Fang Shanggong said that the master is tired today and is afraid that he will wake up at night.
The slave has been saving his energy."
Qingmei poured tea.
After two sips of tea, Xie Ning felt that his scattered thoughts were finally brought together again.
She asked Qingmei to go to sleep, but she couldn't sleep for a while.
I was sleeping in the perfect bed alone, but why did I suddenly feel a little too empty?
In fact, the bed didn't change, but she missed him a little.
There is nothing to be embarrassed about admitting this.
Which woman in the palace wouldn’t want to She reached into the bed and felt around, then pulled out a pillow and placed it on the quilt next to her.
The solid weight of the pillow made her feel much more at ease.
The weather is getting colder day by day.
There is no well in Yingxiang Pavilion.
If you need water, you have to bring it back from the well platform in the northeast.
Xie Ning saw Hu Rong and Qing He talking quietly outside the window and asked casually: "What are you talking about?"
Qinghe turned around and replied in a loud voice: "Hu Rong said that it was freezing near the well platform, and someone who went to carry water fell down there."
Xie Ning warned: "You should also be careful.
It is better to go slower than to have a bruised nose and a swollen face."
Hu Rong responded with a smile.
Qing He came into the room and closed the window: "Close it to get some air, don't catch a cold.
I gave all the letters written by Master Qian'er to Eunuch Zhou, and I think they have been sent out by now.
It's just that it's cold and the roads are slippery.
It’s difficult, I don’t know when this letter will be delivered to Mr.
Lin and the others.”
Xie Ning was also a little worried about this.
The road was difficult to walk in the cold weather, and she had to come back and forth.
Even if her uncle's family accepted her letter, they would not be able to rush to the capital a year ago.
It would be nice to have a reply letter, but that was a bit uncertain.
Qing He came out of the house on the pretext of getting snacks, while Hu Rong was still standing under the corner porch waiting for her.
Qing He walked over quickly and gave him a hard look: "Come here."
Hu Rong quickly followed.
When the two of them arrived at the door of the tea room, Qing He asked in a low voice: "You didn't even look at the place just now.
What if the master hears you?"
Hu Rong raised his hand and slapped his face lightly: "What my sister said is true, it's all due to poor consideration."
"Okay, don't play with this nonsense.
I didn't hear what you just said.
Someone died."
"I didn't see it clearly either.
When I got there, Eunuch Zhou's apprentice had already led people to wrap the person in a straw mat and a torn sheet and dragged him away.
I asked someone and they said that the person who died was from Yeting Palace. people."
Qinghe felt as if there was a piece of lead pressing down on his heart, which was really uncomfortable.
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"It's a palace maid" "She's a beauty."
"Why did you die by the well?"
Hu Rong whispered: "Pan Shanggong must be worried to death at this moment.
Although these people say that the emperor is unlucky, they are not slaves after all.
They all have a background.
No matter how people die, she is not good.
Crossover.”
Hu Rong thought that not only one person in the Yeting Palace died, but ten or eight people died, and it had nothing to do with the Yingxiang Pavilion, but Qinghe did not dare to rest assured so early, and specifically told him: "What have you done in the past two days?"
Be careful and ask around to see what those people say, but don’t pour dirty water on us.”
Hu Rong also felt a little uneasy after hearing these words: "No way."
"The well is close to our place.
Besides, there are so many people who are jealous of our master.
We have to smear him for nothing."
Hu Rong said with a smile: "My sister is still thoughtful.
I know, I must pay more attention these days."
Hu Rong's face darkened as soon as he turned around.
What a damn bad luck, just die, there is no way to die, you have to come so close to Yingxiang Pavilion, someone will forcefully pour this basin of dirty water on their heads.
Although it is said that one is not afraid of evil shadows if one is upright, that is just talk.
The more people say it, the more people who listen will doubt their belief.
Maybe one day these words will reach the ears of the emperor.
What if the emperor has this in mind and dislikes Yingxiang Pavilion?
Good things will not go out, but bad things will spread ten miles in the wind.
Just wait and see.
After breakfast, I'm afraid that everyone who should know about this matter and who shouldn't know about it will have to hear about it.
But this matter did not reach Xie Ning's ears.
With Fang Shanggong in charge, no one in the Yingxiang Pavilion dared to talk.
Xie Ning did not leave the hospital today.
In the middle of the afternoon, he walked twice in the courtyard wrapped in a cloak to bask in the sun.
The sun is rare today.
It shines on the ice and snow that has not yet melted.
It is so bright that it is difficult to look directly at it.
After walking around twice and going back, I was sweating slightly because I was wrapped too thickly.
While she was thinking about whether her letter had been delivered, she couldn't send someone to rush Zhou Xunchen in such a hurry.
After all, the letter had just been handed over to him, and it would only take a few days to deliver it. .
While I was thinking, it’s time for my aunt to celebrate the New Year.
When she was at home, she liked to celebrate the New Year, and the New Year was lively.
The adults didn’t care about them during this period.
There were no rules and no homework.
From the first to the fifteenth day of the new year, she was happy every day.
God, we just need to go to the house and uncover the tiles.
It would be too deserted to celebrate the New Year in the palace.
During the Chinese New Year in the first year after entering the palace, she, Qingmei and Qinghe stayed together to watch the New Year.
The food delivered from the dining room was simply unpalatable, so they thought of their own idea, brought over the tea stove, pressed two pieces of charcoal on it, and baked rice cakes on it.
Those rice cakes were jelly-hard and they were not baked well at first.
They were almost burnt on the outside and too hard to bite on the inside.
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Later, after gaining experience, they baked it until it was soft, hot and delicious.
They also made some sauce and spread it on it.
Normally, they think the osmanthus sugar is too sweet, so when they put it on it, it melted and melted into the rice cake, as if it were wrapped in the rice cake.
A layer of sugar shell that tastes unique.
When she talked about this incident with Fang Shanggong, Qing He also remembered it and said with a smile: "I was greedy that time.
The rice cake was too sticky and my teeth were tired from eating it.
I was so happy when I baked it and played with it.
But after eating this one night, my cheeks were sore that I couldn’t bite anything, and I could only drink porridge the next day.”
Qingmei also said: "This slave's teeth are still stuck with candy.
I couldn't pick them out after picking them for a long time."
Fang Shanggong laughed: "Then let's get some rice cakes to bake."
It's different now than then.
At that time, she was a little talented person who was ignored.
If the food was delicious, she would definitely not bake rice cakes for her meals.
Now she is more open to eating whatever she wants, and the kitchen happily serves her even a meal of bird's nest, shark's fin, and delicacies from all over the world.
Now it's just for fun.
Cut the rice cake into thin slices and skewer it on a skewer, then place it on a small charcoal stove to slowly soften and heat it up.
"I lived in the south for two years.
At that time, I lived in Liujia Alley in the west of the city.
There was a stall selling rice cake soup at the entrance of the alley.
Sometimes I got greedy before dinner time, so I would sneak out to buy a bowl and eat it back.
But this I haven’t had it in several years.”
Someone behind me said: "If you want to eat, let the kitchen cook it."
Xie Ning turned around in surprise and saw that the emperor had arrived at some point and was standing in front of the door
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