Qicai scratched his head uneasy: Miss Hanrui, what does this prescription sound like... It looks like a shizi soup?
Hanrui lowered her head and smiled, her smile was light and pale. She was determined to seek justice for Lu. There is no need to fail because of pregnancy...
Furthermore, the only thing she can rely on now is love with the emperor. If she is pregnant, one is to violate the rules of the palace, and the other is that even if she can survive, she will be sent to a remote palace...
Seeing that her expression was a little fragile, somehow, her heart became softer. He looked at people accurately. This girl Hanrui was not bad-hearted, but she was very worried. She was so lucky... Maybe the emperor forgot it.
Anyway, Miss Hanrui wants to drink it
Quancai carefully packed the bag of golden silk charcoal and found a place where no one was thrown away when he was about to go out, but Hanrui stopped him: It's a pity that he threw away the charcoal. The Office of the Internal Affairs has searched it and will not come again. Please stay.
For some reason, Miss Hanrui is obviously a lowly palace slave and is also gentle, but her occasional words and deeds have a sense of enthusiasm, so people have to listen carefully.
As he thought about it, Quancai left the hall and went to the Imperial Hospital. Hanrui put away the bag of golden silk charcoal, returned to his house, and mixed it with ordinary charcoal.
During dinner, Madam Zhang sat next to Hanrui. Seeing that there was little meat in her bowl, she specially picked up a few chopsticks and put them in her bowl. Hanrui was always serious when eating, but this Madam, who had always been uncomfortable with her, could not eat it.
She took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, moved it to the side, and the Madam Zhang also leaned towards her and asked in a low voice: Hanrui, do you have a cousin who has entered the palace?
Hanrui put down her chopsticks, looked around quietly, but didn't say anything
Madam Zhang said again: Didn’t that long-tongued woman in Yuegui be demoted to Xinzheku? I met her a few days ago and pulled me to cry. Oh, that’s really pitiful...
Mama, the little slave is leaving if you don’t say anything
Hanrui said quietly with her head down, her posture was obviously cringing, but Madam Zhang heard a little resistance.
But I couldn't teach the palace slave a lesson happily. Madam Zhang rolled her eyes secretly and said enthusiastically: Why are you anxious? There are many palace slaves in Xinzhe Curry. Yuegui said that one of them was also named Lu, and what is Lan?
Yilan Hanrui gently answered
Madam Zhang nodded quickly, then took out a slightly old purse from her sleeve. A graceful white orchid was hooked on the light green embroidered surface.
Hanrui reached out to take it, and her thin fingers gently brushed across the embroidered face. This was what she embroidered for Yilan herself.
Thank you, nanny, Hanrui sighed lightly, put away her purse, and asked again, did Yilan suffer a lot?
Just waiting for her to ask, Madam Zhang was secretly happy, frowned, and lowered her voice: I heard from Yuegui that she was not good at it. She was not treated like Xinzheku, and she was a petite lady. If she could not survive this winter, she would probably have a few days to live.
Madam! Hanrui suddenly held her hand, her almond eyes drooped slightly, and she was about to cry. Can you take the little slave to see her?
I'm afraid you won't go
Madam Zhang hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily: It is said that Madam shouldn't be in charge of this matter, but your poor cousin has been alive for a few days. Madam's heart is still kind, so such a small thing will naturally help you... But...
She lowered her head and looked at Hanrui's exquisite snow-green winter boots, and smiled and said: Oh, your boots are so beautiful, did you make them yourself?
Although Hanrui is young, she can make balm and embroider. Besides, the boot looks weird, probably not given by the emperor, and the emperor hasn't been here for a long time.
Hanrui looked at the boots, which were the ones that the emperor helped her put on. Seeing that she was clumsy, she almost bent down and put them in for her.
Mama likes it, just take it
Hanrui lowered her head and smiled, her smile was light and pale. She was determined to seek justice for Lu. There is no need to fail because of pregnancy...
Furthermore, the only thing she can rely on now is love with the emperor. If she is pregnant, one is to violate the rules of the palace, and the other is that even if she can survive, she will be sent to a remote palace...
Seeing that her expression was a little fragile, somehow, her heart became softer. He looked at people accurately. This girl Hanrui was not bad-hearted, but she was very worried. She was so lucky... Maybe the emperor forgot it.
Anyway, Miss Hanrui wants to drink it
Quancai carefully packed the bag of golden silk charcoal and found a place where no one was thrown away when he was about to go out, but Hanrui stopped him: It's a pity that he threw away the charcoal. The Office of the Internal Affairs has searched it and will not come again. Please stay.
For some reason, Miss Hanrui is obviously a lowly palace slave and is also gentle, but her occasional words and deeds have a sense of enthusiasm, so people have to listen carefully.
As he thought about it, Quancai left the hall and went to the Imperial Hospital. Hanrui put away the bag of golden silk charcoal, returned to his house, and mixed it with ordinary charcoal.
During dinner, Madam Zhang sat next to Hanrui. Seeing that there was little meat in her bowl, she specially picked up a few chopsticks and put them in her bowl. Hanrui was always serious when eating, but this Madam, who had always been uncomfortable with her, could not eat it.
She took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth, moved it to the side, and the Madam Zhang also leaned towards her and asked in a low voice: Hanrui, do you have a cousin who has entered the palace?
Hanrui put down her chopsticks, looked around quietly, but didn't say anything
Madam Zhang said again: Didn’t that long-tongued woman in Yuegui be demoted to Xinzheku? I met her a few days ago and pulled me to cry. Oh, that’s really pitiful...
Mama, the little slave is leaving if you don’t say anything
Hanrui said quietly with her head down, her posture was obviously cringing, but Madam Zhang heard a little resistance.
But I couldn't teach the palace slave a lesson happily. Madam Zhang rolled her eyes secretly and said enthusiastically: Why are you anxious? There are many palace slaves in Xinzhe Curry. Yuegui said that one of them was also named Lu, and what is Lan?
Yilan Hanrui gently answered
Madam Zhang nodded quickly, then took out a slightly old purse from her sleeve. A graceful white orchid was hooked on the light green embroidered surface.
Hanrui reached out to take it, and her thin fingers gently brushed across the embroidered face. This was what she embroidered for Yilan herself.
Thank you, nanny, Hanrui sighed lightly, put away her purse, and asked again, did Yilan suffer a lot?
Just waiting for her to ask, Madam Zhang was secretly happy, frowned, and lowered her voice: I heard from Yuegui that she was not good at it. She was not treated like Xinzheku, and she was a petite lady. If she could not survive this winter, she would probably have a few days to live.
Madam! Hanrui suddenly held her hand, her almond eyes drooped slightly, and she was about to cry. Can you take the little slave to see her?
I'm afraid you won't go
Madam Zhang hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily: It is said that Madam shouldn't be in charge of this matter, but your poor cousin has been alive for a few days. Madam's heart is still kind, so such a small thing will naturally help you... But...
She lowered her head and looked at Hanrui's exquisite snow-green winter boots, and smiled and said: Oh, your boots are so beautiful, did you make them yourself?
Although Hanrui is young, she can make balm and embroider. Besides, the boot looks weird, probably not given by the emperor, and the emperor hasn't been here for a long time.
Hanrui looked at the boots, which were the ones that the emperor helped her put on. Seeing that she was clumsy, she almost bent down and put them in for her.
Mama likes it, just take it
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