"Do you like this pair of goldfish?
Today someone sent me a pair of jade lions.
Their tentacles are warm, which is perfect for playing with in this kind of weather.
I'll ask someone to bring them to you later."
Xie Ning lay in his arms and shook his head slightly: "No need.
My room is full of things, the boxes and cabinets are also full, I can't even wear clothes, and there's no room for these decorations and toys.
There’s nowhere to put it.”
The emperor smiled and said: "The place in Yingxiang Pavilion is too small.
When you move to a new place, there won't be enough space for you when the place is big.
Then I will help you decorate it together and clean up the palace pavilion for you." " He knew that Xie Ning was a person who cared deeply about the past.
He was reluctant to replace an old inkstone after getting used to it.
He liked to wear old clothes, saying they fit better and were more comfortable than new ones.
She didn't even use the new crystal paperweight sent last time, and still used the original one.
This is true for these small items, let alone a house that I have lived in for three years.
But we must move.
Every time I return to Yingxiang Pavilion, the journey is long enough, almost passing through most of the harem.
When the child is born and moved to the palace, she must choose a place closer to Changning Hall to accommodate her and the child.
You can't waste time traveling back and forth.
If you want to talk about the closest one, it should be Funing Palace.
The emperor kept this matter in mind, and the next day he asked someone to take a look at the map of the Sixth Palace in the West.
Bai Hongqi asked his apprentice to be his helper, and the two of them moved the wooden box into the house.
The picture was too big to be spread out on the table, so it was spread out on the floor.
Funing Palace was indeed the nearest one, but the emperor immediately thought of something unpleasant.
This place is unlucky.
Concubine Shu lives in Yanning Palace, and Kunning Palace is not the same.
The emperor could only give up his original plan and then look at other palaces.
Yong'an Palace is a bit far away, and the name of Shoukang Palace suits my liking, but if the distance is shorter, it is Yanfu Palace.
The emperor has never been so indecisive.
Bai Hongqi stretched the corners of the drawing and said with a smile, "The emperor wants to give Xie Meiren a place to move to the palace."
The emperor glanced at him: "Why do you have something to say?"
Bai Hongqi smiled very endearingly: "I don't have any ideas.
But I thought, since I want to give Beauty Xie a place to live, I have to give Beauty Xie a place she likes.
It's best to let her choose it by herself.
Then It will definitely be a pleasant stay again. ” The emperor raised his head, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "You have the right idea."
But the emperor did not intend to let Xie Ning choose by himself.
The emperor also knew her character well.
If she were allowed to choose, Yanfu Palace would need to spend a lot of manpower and financial resources to repair it.
She would definitely not choose this place.
She would not be willing to waste people and money.
If she were asked to choose between Shoukang Palace and Yong'an Palace, she would definitely choose Yong'an Palace.
Because Yong'an Palace is located at the back, it does not steal the limelight and is not conspicuous.
She would still have to take care of her children, so she would definitely prefer to live in a quieter place.
The emperor's hand clicked twice on the picture: "Let's take Yong'an Palace."
Although it is a bit far away, it is still much closer than Yingxiang Pavilion.
What Bai Hongqi said did make sense.
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He was giving her a place to live, and naturally he wanted her to live comfortably and securely.
No matter how nice the place is, it's of no use if she doesn't feel at ease living there.
It gets even colder as soon as the snow stops.
No one wants to stay outside in this kind of weather, but someone has to do the work.
Before dawn, a few little eunuchs stomped their feet and dragged their brooms to open the door and came out.
The people were divided into groups, one on the left and the other on the right wielding brooms to sweep away the snow, moving slowly from one end of the road to the other.
Hu Rong breathed into his hands, his ears were so cold that he almost lost consciousness.
Now he doesn't have to do the rough work like the little eunuchs, and his clothes are much better than theirs.
The robe looks similar from the outside, but there is something different inside.
Qing He made an old leather jacket smaller for him, removed the sleeves and turned it into a waistcoat.
It fit perfectly under the robe and was very warm.
He took half of the wax and lit it, picked up the lantern and went out to the dining room to pass the breakfast.
He is now very familiar with this job.
Xie Meiren's favor was in full swing, and Hu Rong's status also rose accordingly.
In the past, when he came to the dining room, he always had to deal with people politely, but now he had to be politely fawned over by others.
In the past, Eunuch Huang was not someone he could fawn over, but now Eunuch Huang is urging him to call him brother and always dole out some benefits to him from time to time.
The dining room is a place of wealth, but being a servant here is not as dignified as the people around the master.
The good thing is that Hu Rong doesn't dare to take it randomly, Qing He is shrewd enough, not to mention that there is an experienced Fang Shanggong watching over him.
He is not short of food and clothing now, and money is a good thing, but Hu Rong knows what is important and what is important, so he will not do such stupid things as throwing away watermelons and picking up sesame seeds.
By the time he came back from the dining room, it was getting brighter and the entire Yingxiang Pavilion had woken up from its deep sleep.
Everyone was busy performing their duties.
Hu Rong asked the two little maids walking towards him: "Where is your sister Qinghe?"
The one in front replied: "Sister Qinghe must be serving the master to wash up at the moment."
Hu Rong smiled and took out two pieces of candy cakes wrapped in lotus leaves from his sleeves and gave them to them: "Quick, eat them before they are cool enough, and don't let anyone see them."
The two little palace ladies smiled and took the cake and left.
Hu Rong turned around and went to the waiter to wait for someone.
Qing He will definitely come to pour water and make tea later, and Hu Rong will definitely wait for her as long as he stays here.
There is a stove in the tea room, but it is much warmer than outside.
Hu Rong pulled over the bench and sat down, stretching his hand to the stove to warm his hands.
If he wasn't afraid that Qing He would come in at any time, he would have wanted to take off his boots and put his feet up to bake them.
He found a tea bowl, picked up the pot and poured himself half a bowl of hot water.
There must be candied fruits and other snacks in the cupboard.
Hu Rong rummaged through and found a small bag of persimmons.
He wiped off the layer of white frost on it, broke it open and took a bite.
When he finished one persimmon, Qing He opened the curtain and came in.
The sight of a cat near the stove startled her.
When it was clear that Hu Rongmao was there, Qing He breathed a sigh of relief: "You are here to hide from the people who came to look at the stove."
"I don't need anyone else to watch the stove here."
Hu Rong took a clean tea bowl and poured half a bowl of water for her: "You should also drink some water and take a break."
Qing He was really thirsty.
He had been busy for so long and didn't even bother to drink water.
She drank the water and wiped the corners of her mouth before asking: "Are you okay?"
Hu Rong lowered his voice and said, "I heard something."
"What's up" Hu Rong didn't answer directly.
He got up and went to the door to check the movement before coming back.
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Qing He didn't care at first, but he became curious after he was so secretive: "What on earth is going on?"
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