The first breath of spring was brought by the first small flower that bloomed in the spring under the corner of the Huanyi Bureau. At that time, there was still snow on the ground, and the wind was still cold. But the bunch of flowers, like golden sunlight, brought spring in advance.

My wind and cold have been lingering. After staying in the house for more than a month, I finally recovered more than half. I can stick to some work without being driven out by Zhiqiu.

The imperial doctor appointed by Yi Zhaorong would see me once every ten days. She also visited the Huanyi Bureau the day after Xiao Rong went to see her, and even personally told Zhiqiu to take care of me. For this reason, the Huanyi Bureau was very apprehensive, and Zhiqiu also turned a blind eye to Xiao Rong for taking care of me. As long as I don’t share a room with other people until I have a good cough. I naturally had no objections, and moved into that abandoned house.

Xiao Rong begged Zhiqiu to move with me too. So, except for work, the rest of the time was clean. The two talked and laughed, and they were happy and happy. The cabin was full of warmth.

"Xie Niang," Xiao Rong took up the skirt in her hand and showed it to me: "Do you think this is good?"

I put down a pair of cotton socks in my hand, just glanced at the skirt and laughed.

"What are you embroidering?"

"It's Lamei." Xiao Rong said as expected.

I looked at the pattern, the east and the west were completely out of order, like a remnant flower that was blown to the ground by a strong wind, and lost the proud posture of a plum blossom.

Xu Ye frowned when I saw Xiao Rong discouraged: "Can't you see it?"

I "pushed" and laughed: "Didn't you make a difference in your heart before embroidering?"

Xiao Rong shook her head and lowered her head somewhat inferiorly: "My mother went early, no one taught me."

I didn't expect to touch her sad thing, so I patted her quickly: "It's me."

"It's okay." Xiao Rong raised her head, took a look at the skirt in her hand, pouted, and put it down like a discouraged: "Forget it, no more embroidery."

The clothes were previously distributed to everyone by Zhiqiu. Xiao Rong and Zhen'er changed half of the new willow color materials to make the upper and lower skirts, and then planned to embroider the winter plum blossoms on the skirts.

I thought for a while and said to her: "These two colors are not suitable for embroidering winter plum. Winter is passing by and embroidering winter plum is also out of season."

"What about embroidering?" Xiao Rong looked at me sadly.

"Let’s embroider lilac." I said, taking out the pen and paper from the box, and after a moment of contemplation, I drew a bunch of finely shredded lilac pictures among the branches on the paper. If embroidered densely in shades of purple, it will look purple like smoke, luxuriant and elegant.

"Look, it will be better to embroider according to this." I handed Xiao Rong the pattern, and then continued to make up my cotton socks.

Xiao Rong "tsk tut" praised: "Xie Niang, you can still paint, you paint really well!"

I said lightly: "I used to be an embroiderer, so I should be able to draw embroidery patterns."

"Yeah." Xiao Rong nodded, loving the drawing. She made a few gestures on the skirt, and then looked down.

"Xie Niang, your pattern is too complicated, I definitely can't embroider it." She looked at my eyes bright and full of cunning: "Or, would you draw me a simple one?"

I knocked on her forehead: "You!" Although I said so, I took her skirt and thought for a while, embroidered a six-petal pattern on it. This pattern is not difficult, just because Xiao Rong doesn't know where it came from. Get light green and light purple beads. In this way, I used light purple to embroider a row at the hem of the cyan skirt, stringing light green beads, and then using light purple to embroider a row on the placket and cuffs of the lilac shirt, stringing light purple beads, it is not lost And low-key gorgeous.

I told Xiao Rong about this idea, she really became happy and embroidered excitedly. I felt very tired after just doing this, so I leaned on the bedside to accompany her, and occasionally pointed out a few needles.

"Xie Niang," Xiao Rong said suddenly: "Niang Zhaorong is really good. Unlike other masters, it's not as good as a dog to us lowly palace people."

I didn't speak, but looked at her with a smile.

"You know, I saw the emperor that day." Xiao Rong's eyes lit up: "They all said it was my blessing."

"Did you see the emperor?" I was surprised: "In the Changchun Palace?"

Xiao Rong didn't notice the unease in my tone, she said with a proud smile: "Yes, the emperor came up when I went. So I took a quiet look."

I said "Oh", knowing that she was proud of it, and let her go: "Then you are so lucky. The chances of the lower palace people seeing the emperor are very rare."

Xiao Rong smiled like a blooming daisy: "I always thought that the emperor was very serious and fierce. Unexpectedly, he was so gentle, and he was also very good to low-level palace people like us."

"The emperor is the emperor and the emperor, who is truly in a high position, he is compassionate and will not bully the weak." I said lightly.

"Forget it." Xiao Rong pouted: "Which of those damsies treats us as human? It's not as good as a cat next to them." She looked at me: "Yi Zhaorong can't let the royal doctor come for ten days if he is pampered. See you once, not because of a word from the emperor."

"Huh?" I sat up straight in shock: "What did you say?"

Xiao Rong was taken aback by me and looked at me with a little panic: "Xie Niang, what's the matter with you?"

Only then did I realize my gaffe, and I said: "What you said scared me!" After finishing speaking, I laughed at myself and said, "No matter how compassionate the emperor is, he won't order the imperial doctor to heal the lower palace. "

Xiao Rong laughed and thought for a while and said: "Well, how can I put it, I actually think the emperor just said casually, but Yi Zhaorong just used this to find the royal doctor."

I took her sleeves and said, "Xiao Rong, can you tell me what happened that day? What you said just now shocked me too much."

Seeing that I was curious, Xiao Rong was also interested. She put the embroidery in her hand alive, poured herself a cup of tea, and then started talking slowly.

It turned out that that day she took my embroidered handkerchief and sneaked to the Changchun Palace in the evening. As a rule, the lower palace people cannot enter the Sixth House of East and West. She stands in front of the Changchun Palace and does not know what to do. It so happened that Yi Zhaorong’s personal palace maid Huier saw Xiao Rong cowering and wandering outside the palace gate. She was suspicious at the moment and felt that Xiao Rong had a good face. After asking carefully, Xiao Rong said that I sent her to Changchun Palace to see Yi Zhao. Rong, Hui Er took her to see Yi Zhaorong.

I wondered that Xiao Rong was able to meet Yi Zhaorong so easily. For one thing, she was really lucky and met Hui'er who had met her several times. Secondly, I am afraid that Hui'er thinks that I am willing to serve Yi Zhaorong after I have changed my mind, and then dare to bring the lowest court lady to the master. Thirdly, Hui'er is not the kind of jealous person, otherwise, if Yi Zhaorong showed her favor for me before, if she is a little worried that I will go to Yi Zhaorong and steal her limelight, she will not let her Xiao Rong went to see me, this is my blessing.

"Then what?" I took Xiao Rong's skirt easily and embroidered a pattern for her.

"Then I saw Yi Zhaorong, she was so kind and without any pretensions. I didn't need me to kneel and talk, but also served me tea and snacks." Xiao Rong's eyes were bright and she was full of gratitude to Yi Zhaorong.

At that time, Yi Zhaorong was resting in the side hall. After Hui Er informed her of the cause, she immediately summoned Xiao Rong. She was a kind and gentle woman, and she treated her servants very generously. It was normal to reward tea.

I only told Xiao Rong to give the handkerchief to Yi Zhaorong, and wait for Yi Zhaorong to ask about my situation. As I expected, Yi Zhaorong saw the veil, thought for a moment, and asked Xiao Rong.

"Yi Zhaorong asked me why you didn't come by yourself." Xiao Rong recalled: "I said, you had a severe cold, and you didn't have a doctor, and you were moved to the abandoned house by the aunt in charge. Finally, I woke up with gratitude. The kindness of Yi Zhaorong, the strong spirit embroidered this veil and gave it to Yi Zhaorong, just as you are a little grateful."

"You really can talk." I smiled slightly and put a bead on the lilac skirt.

"Of course, otherwise, how can I say it." Xiao Rong smiled triumphantly and consciously helped me a lot.

"What's next?" I didn't look at Xiao Rong, and my tone was as light as moonlight in the mist: "Didn't you say you saw the emperor."

"Yeah." Xiao Rong even straightened her posture because of the word "Emperor": "Listen to me."

"Yi Zhaorong is very worried when she knows that you are sick. She told Ms. Huier to go to the hospital to get some good medicine." Xiao Rong sighed, "But after all, she is not enough to be in charge of the harem. Ask Zhiqiu not to move you out. So she said, she will find time to come to the coat bureau to see you and let Zhiqiu pay attention to you."

At this time it was my turn to be surprised: "Yi Zhaorong is the favorite concubine, if she tells her, would Zhiqiu still not listen?"

Xiao Rong pouted her lips: "I heard that Zhiqiu is a distant relative of Empress Li."

I suddenly realized that it is no wonder that Zhiqiu is so bold and unattended.

Li Fei... I squinted, yes, is Shen Xiyao more than Yi Zhaorong a favored concubine? There are also Concubine Liu and Concubine, who are long-loved concubines. And any palace lady, if there is a favored concubine behind her back, she will naturally be harder to speak. At the same time, because of his own interest circle, he has a hostile attitude towards people in other circles. If Zhiqiu secretly refused to accept Yi Zhaorong's words, he would think so.

"Yi Zhaorong rewarded me with tea and snacks, sat there looking at the handkerchief, complimented your craftsmanship with Ms. Huier, and said something like'This is like duckweed'." Xiao Rong looked at me with a face. I was a little confused: "Xie Niang, what do you mean?"

I lowered my head slightly, as if my mind was only on the embroidery in my hand.

"Like duckweed..." I hesitated and said: "Duckweed has no roots and can only drift with the flow. Just like us homeless women. Unless we find a reliable attachment, otherwise, it will always be the body. Involuntary duckweed."

Xiao Rong gave an "Oh", and nodded half-consciously thinking that the pattern I embroidered on the handkerchief was duckweed.

"I mean the pattern." She laughed: "Yi Zhaorong is really talented, and the poetry is really good." There is worship in her tone, and there is a hint of inferiority: "Unfortunately I don't understand."

"Daxi does not advocate women's reading, let alone you, it's not bad for a concubine in this palace to read characters." I comforted her.

But I was thinking, does Yi Zhaorong really understand the meaning of embroidering duckweed?

It's not the regret of "people without roots are like duckweed, where will we meet before death", nor the hesitation of "sighing to go on again next year, this body is like duckweed", nor is it about "changing two temples with new frosts for old greens. Life experience is waiting for duckweed. The young man's pleasure is eliminated, and the rainy night burns incense and recites Taoism." Sadness.

It's the sigh of "floating life experience, raining and beating pingping", it is "a half-life duckweed will die with the water, and the famous flower will be buried in the cold rain overnight." The helplessness is "the duckweed will be carved out of the water and the duckweed is still half-life." . Do not envy the ground because of the storm, and the world is full of crises." With emotion.

Xiao Rong didn’t realize that I knew the poem, nor did she notice my sudden silence. She had already talked about the most exciting part, and she continued without waiting for my reminder: "When Yi Zhaorong said that poem, the emperor came in and said No one was notified. So when I saw a man in a cyan silk shirt coming in, I didn't react." Xiao Rong stuck out her tongue and said with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I didn't do anything rude."

"Where is Yi Zhaorong?" I cared.

Xiao Rong's face was a little yearning: "Yi Zhaorong didn't seem surprised, but she smiled and said,'I won't notify the emperor when he comes up. How can you face your concubine with such a disheveled face." After saying that, Yi Zhaorong got up to the emperor. A gift." Xiao Rong looked at me: "Xie Niang, you say, we see the emperor dare not even breathe, why is Yi Zhaorong not afraid?"

I endured a little soreness in my heart and kept my smile peaceful.