Ghost King's Poisonous Concubine

The fresh and natural fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, Yu Wencan was startled, before he had time to think, he felt something soft and warm on the side of his face, his neck was also hugged tightly, a pair of soft white hands were on his chest Shaking proudly.

Rong Huazheng didn't realize that he was eating someone's tofu at all, hugged his neck tightly, and said with puffy cheeks, "Don't blame me, you were the first to see death."

Yu Wencan was stunned for a moment, feeling that his mind could not think for a moment, if it wasn't for Rong Huazheng's sweet breath spraying on his face when he spoke, he couldn't believe that this would be an action that a woman would make, She actually hugged a man in public!

"Put away that ugly expression of yours, it's just the most basic needle threading for female celebrities." Seeing her amazed eyes, Aunt Ye twitched the corner of her mouth, and then said with a straight face.

"Qinghe Chicken." Yu Wencan replied flatly.

Rong Huazheng didn't answer, and pulled the embarrassed Rong Huating to sit beside her, pinched the face of the little devil's head behind her, and said mercilessly: "No, eat by yourself!"

Rong Huazheng turned around and cleaned his hands on the water tray beside him, and asked, "What's for dinner tonight?"

"Sister Zheng, your hand hurts." The little ghost didn't give Ronghua Zheng a chance to make fun of him, and instead of answering, he pointed at his arm pitifully.

The child is playing with the sand, putting the lines together casually, which is hundreds of times worse than her first embroidery when she was five years old!

Rong Huazheng looked at his palms that had been tortured so badly in just one afternoon, then looked at the porridge that was poured on the table exuding a tempting kiss, and called it a waste, thinking to himself what kind of porridge is this? The smell is so delicious and alluring.

At this time, a servant girl rushed over and said to Rong Huazheng: "Madam, the kitchen has already prepared meals, the prince told you to go to the main hall to eat now."

Rong Huazheng gritted her teeth and came back to her senses, thinking about Yu Wencan's expression, she didn't resist Aunt Ye, and sat down opposite Aunt Ye in a daze.

"Do you know what types of embroidery are divided into?" Aunt Ye had to figure out the background of the respectful princess in front of her.

Now you go to the embroidering room to find my embroiderer maid, and ask her to find a copy of "Wan Embroidery Girl Red" in my study. "

"Master, you are really too smart, you guess right." Rong Huazheng sighed, and shamelessly pushed all the crimes on Master Rong.

"Sister Zheng?" Rong Huating was a little stunned, how dare sister Zheng get angry with the ghost king, she is not afraid... Rong Huating recalled the rumor that several wives of the ghost king were thrown into mass graves because they offended him Buried alive, fearing that Rong Huazheng would say something outrageous, she hastily reached out her hand to cover her lips, and whispered, "Sister Zheng, don't talk nonsense."

Aunt Ye folded her arms around her chest, "I didn't intend to take back what I said. Anyway, what I ordered today must be the same tomorrow morning!" He walked away coldly.

The little ghost felt aggrieved, and stared at Rong Huating from time to time, seeing Rong Huating timidly keeping his eyes on the ground, he turned his head and asked his favorite brother for help.

Poisonous, female celebrity or something, she never even thought about touching it!And let me ask, how many women in the new era have come into contact with such things as female celebrities.

"Okay, in fact, literacy is a very good thing." Aunt Ye was not aggressive with Rong Hua, and slowly summoned the person to order: "Bring a piece of cloth suitable for practice." Son said: "

Aunt Ye has lived to this age and has a lot of knowledge, but she can't help opening her mouth when she saw this scene.

She had just stepped into the main hall, and before she could raise her head, she heard two little boys, one big and one small, calling her.

Rong Huazheng pursed her lips, "No objection..." At least let her know how long the "Thousand Embroidery Girls" is. If it is more than a thousand pages, she can't finish it all night, how can she memorize it?

"Why?" How well she drew this turtle, she was very satisfied.

The little ghost glanced at Rong Huating who ran out of nowhere, and said angrily: "But my hand hurts!"

Aunt Ye almost died, her cold face became even colder, she opened her lips and said coldly: "Now, remove these lines immediately!"

Aunt Ye glanced at her beautiful eyes, and Ling'er immediately fell silent.

With a bang, Aunt Ye, who couldn't bear it any longer, suddenly put the cup in her hand heavily on the table, "Okay, Princess Gongjin, please tell me, what do you know about embroidery?"

"My life is so miserable?!" Rong Huazheng wailed up to the sky. She really wanted to throw away the things in her hands at this moment, but she knew she couldn't do that, and she still owed Yu Wencan a 12 taels of silver. As for Ziyi and a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, if she doesn't get rid of a robe within a month, even if she buys it, she won't have so much money to pay back!

Yu Wencan pursed her lips without making a sound, but her cold eyes looked at Ling'er who happened to be behind Rong Huazheng calmly. Ling'er lowered her head when she received Yu Wencan's eyes, and said respectfully: "Madam was embroidering just now. I was stabbed several times by needles." In fact, she was being polite when she said several times, and Rong Huazheng almost poked herself dozens of times with needles.

Rong Huazheng's body softened when he heard the words, and he almost wanted to cry without tears.But she didn't dare to make a mistake, she picked up the things obediently, and then sat down on the table weakly, this time without Aunt Ye's urging, her fingers were sore, she moved her hands obediently.

However, Rong Huazheng didn't believe in some things, it was only half a quarter of an hour. When Aunt Ye moved her elbow away, Rong Huazheng suddenly discovered that a lifelike peony had been embroidered on the fabric that was originally pure in color. up.Moreover, Rong Huazheng didn't know if she didn't look at it, but when she looked closely, she found that the peonies she embroidered had neat stitches, clear colors, smooth lines, lively and powerful, and the whole was so wonderful that it was hard to believe that it could be made by humans!

Rong Huazheng followed his gaze, but seeing that it was Yu Wencan, she scoffed and turned her head away.

"Sit down, you really want me to raise my head and talk to you, don't you?" Aunt Ye put the silver whip in her hand back to her waist coldly after Yu Wencan left, then sat down gracefully by the table, and glanced at it. Staring at Rong Huazheng in the direction Yu Wencan left in a daze, said coldly.

Rong Huazheng was already hungry, and when she saw that something was being served, she asked someone to help her with the porridge and then picked up the bowl and wanted to pick up some food, but she forgot the dense needle marks on her right hand, and she just picked up the bowl. Because the porridge was freshly baked, even though it was through the bowl, she could still feel the burning pain in her hand.She took a deep breath, couldn't help but threw the bowl on the table, and then slapped her left hand desperately, trying to drive away the pain.

"Master, why are you so fierce, just take it apart!" Rong Huazheng glanced at the silver whip on her waist, then looked at the wooden ruler on the table, and quickly pulled the thing from Aunt Ye's hand, Pick up the scissors and cut the long thread, and then easily tore off the short thread on the fabric.

"The little ghost just woke up now after sleeping?" Rong Huazheng carried him back to the room with his own hands before going to bed, and returned to his room to sleep after making sure that he was asleep.

"What?!" Rong Huazheng was dumbfounded, and then her pretty face suddenly wrinkled into a bitter melon shape, bargaining: "Master, didn't you just tell me to memorize the "Wanxiu Nuhong"? Now you need to embroider fifty pieces of this ghost thing? Even if you have twelve hours in one night, it is impossible to do it!"

"Okay..." Rong Huazheng stretched out his hand to pat his mouth when he heard the words, and nodded with his head propped up.

Aunt Ye took back the things in Rong Huazheng's hands with a dark face, her lips parted lightly, and she said coldly: "Our embroidery in Ying Kingdom is exquisite, so the needles and threads must be fine and precise. The needle must be as thin as a hair." Then, she pulled the needle back from the thread, then pinched a very small needle on the spread out cloth strip, and quickly threaded the needle and thread into it.

Rong Huazheng raised an eyebrow, with a half-smile, "So?"

"Yes, my lord knows that my wife may not have much appetite at night, so I specially asked someone to cook snow swallow porridge." Xia Houguo replied blankly, but he was actually smiling bitterly in his heart. He really hoped that his wife would not be in front of the lord. If you ignore the prince and make up for him, he will die an ugly death.

When he woke up just now, he found himself lying in a very beautiful room. The quilt was warm and the stove was warm. The whole room was warm, not the cold snow in his consciousness.He couldn't believe it, and for a moment he thought he was dead and went to heaven, because he clearly remembered that his whole body was cold and hungry, his head was heavy, and his body was so cold that he didn't feel a little bit of ice. Kiss.But several servants who came in later told him that this was the Ghost King's Mansion, and that it was the Ghost King and his sister who brought him here.For a moment, he takes you into a trance again, a little unbelievable, until seeing Rong Huazheng appearing to have a real feeling.

Xia Houguo, who hid aside, was stimulated to open his mouth wide and his eyes were protruding when he saw this scene, looking very interesting.

Rong Huazheng blinked her eyes three times, and nodded seriously, "Yes." She didn't know if this was the best work, it was her first work in life.Well, she admits that it’s not embroidery at all, it’s just a technique of sewing and mending. A stitch is embroidered from a distance, and the needle and thread are sparsely drawn out like a stick figure. .However, she looks pretty good, at least she has a sense of art.

Afterwards, there was no sound in the huge main hall. The little ghost grabbed Rong Huazheng's clothes and asked her to get closer to him and keep her away from the Ronghua Pavilion.

"Read it within tonight?!" Rong Huazheng suddenly felt horrified, and her tone seemed to be more than simply reading it once. When it comes to the two-word question, any fool knows that it is a book. The meaning of back down.

"No." Rong Huazheng's breath weakened, and he replied flatteringly.

Aunt Ye reached out and took out the previous wooden ruler and slapped it hard on the table, "Why, do you have objections?"

"It's best to have no objection." Aunt Ye glanced at her coldly, took the needle and thread aside and began to thread the needle and thread, and finally when the needle and thread were finished, she threw the cloth strip and the threaded needle to Ronghua Zheng, saying: "You Show me how to embroider something you know." The world is full of strange flowers, some people don't know much about women's knowledge, but their embroidery skills are very good, of course, she hopes that Princess Gongjin is also such a strange flower.

Aunt Ye took a deep breath and squeezed out a few words between her teeth, "Then what kinds of embroidery techniques do you know? Do you like the robes embroidered with that technique?" 13acv.

Rong Huazheng stretched out her hand and scratched her head innocently, but shook her head sincerely.

The little devil now really wants to put his hands on his fingers, but he can't move his left hand and can only lower his head, and said in a childish voice: "Sister Zheng, can you feed me?"

Rong Huazheng was irritated by the hand on her mouth, her hair was full of black lines, but she knew that Rong Huating was also worried about something, so she didn't say much, took his hand and comforted: "Don't worry, it's okay."

Md, this is really not a job done by humans, she just touched those things for half an hour, not only did the needle tip go into the bone, but the fingers on her right hand were actually covered with needle marks.

"Sister Zheng?!"

"Don't move!" Aunt Ye glared at her, and slapped her restless hand off.

Rong Huazheng nodded towards Xiao Xiyan, his eyes lit up when he saw Rong Huating standing up to greet him, he hurriedly came to him, took his hand and touched it, then smiled and said: "Burn it!" Finally retreated, and the wind and cold also went."

"Pick it up immediately!" Aunt Ye ordered coldly.

"Cough!" Ling'er hurriedly coughed lightly when she heard the words, signaling that she could not continue with this question.Rong Huazheng raised her eyebrows. Does Linger's action mean that she knows something?Well, since that's the case, she didn't ask any more, but said, "Master, you are so beautiful, and your embroidery skills are so good, how much does your embroidery room earn in a day?"

Rong Huazheng glanced at her, and said coolly: "Ling'er, if you have a sore throat, go see a doctor, don't cough here and there, it will affect the air quality of the palace."

"Oh." Rong Huating put his hands back on his thighs, nodded and remained silent.

This little brat is promising, obviously he can eat with his right hand, but now he wants to feed him by himself, is he getting back as he lives?

However, she felt uncomfortable and couldn't see others drinking tea leisurely. She glanced at Aunt Ye and asked curiously: "Master, you are married... are you married?"

Rong Huazheng suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and asked, "Master, what's the matter with "Wanxiu Nuhong"?"

Everyone was taken aback, and their eyes focused on her palm.

Rong Huazheng was a little amazed, she had already threaded the needle and thread before she saw the hole of the needle!

Rong Huazheng wrinkled her little nose and snorted softly, thinking she wanted to touch it, if she could, she would never want to touch the embroidery needle!

Yu Wencan looked at the three people sitting in front of him calmly, turned his head to Xia Hou and said, "Since everyone is here, let's serve the food."

Rong Huazheng stretched out his hand to wipe his sore eyes, and wanted to shake his head, but when he thought of something, Aunt Ye smiled brightly, "I can write the word embroidery."

"Pfft!" Ling'er, who was standing and watching, couldn't help chuckling.

Yu Wencan waved someone to bring her a new bowl of porridge, and when she elegantly picked up the spoon to drink the porridge, she said lightly: "Since you have no strength in your hands, don't hold the bowl to eat. There are several bowls in the palace. One of gold."

"It's your left hand that hurts." Rong Huazheng pinched his little nose sideways, waving his index finger in front of him, and said resolutely: "If you want to inherit your father's mantle, you must learn to do it yourself from an early age. do it yourself."

"Sister Zheng..."

"Let's start studying now." Aunt Ye glanced at her meaningfully when she said, and then vigorously opened a bundle on the table, took out a small blue bag from it, untied the secret button of the small bag, grabbed the coiled rope and opened it. Shaking it, the small bag suddenly unfolded into a strip of cloth, with needles of different sizes densely arranged inside.

Rong Huazheng was still amazed here, but Aunt Ye suddenly put down the needle and cloth in her hand, and said coldly, "Did you see clearly just now?"

"En." Rong Huating pulled the corners of his lips, but his eyes looked aside timidly.This was the first time he saw the legendary ghost king, but if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really wouldn't know that he turned out to be like this, handsome as a god.

Hearing Rong Huazheng's reply, Aunt Ye didn't care whether she was watching or not, she lowered her head and began to move her hands seriously.Her movements are extremely fast, but methodical. The three movements of threading the needle, pulling the thread, and back-stitching are done smoothly, which not only makes people feel elegant and free, but also has a special charm. What can be embroidered soon.

"I've said it before and I'll only demonstrate it once. If you don't understand me, you don't have anything to say. You can practice it yourself now." After speaking, he threw the thing to her.

"Sister Zheng..." The little devil sitting on the side saw Rong Huazheng coming in and didn't talk to him for so long, mumbling his small mouth and blinking his big eyes moistly.

Aunt Ye did not waste time here with Rong Huazheng. After threading the needlework, she skillfully picked up the fabric and quickly stitched it a few times, then paused, "Look carefully, I am only for outsiders. Show it once."

"Hey, master..." Rong Huazheng shouted again without giving up, praying for Aunt Ye to change her mind and give her pity.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Linger coughed three times in a row this time.

The corners of Rong Huazheng's mouth twitched more than hers. Whose expression is ugly? She is a fifteen-year-old young girl, young and young, with a tight aura all over her body, how can she be ugly!But Rong Huazheng only dared to slander in his heart, but did not dare to speak out for the time being.

"I understand?" Ronghuazheng had a flash of inspiration, and then briskly took the things that Auntie Ye handed over, and when Auntie Ye nodded, she lowered her head and began to move the needle seriously.

Rong Huazheng looked at her work sadly, and suddenly became extremely depressed.

Aunt Ye was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, "Start now!"

Rong Huazheng ignored her, and continued to say to Aunt Ye: "Master, I also know that you don't want to teach me. In fact, I'm not interested in these things. How about we discuss it?"

Rong Huazheng hated what happened in the afternoon, even after hearing his answer, she didn't even glance at him, and asked Xia Houguo twice with a hum, "Officer Xia, do you have some porridge?"

Written by Xin Ranqiang.Aunt Ye tidied up the needles on the cloth and pulled it in front of Rong Huazheng, "Which one do you recognize, or which one do you use most often?"

"Ma'am..." Ling'er looked at the figure that had disappeared at the door, and shouted timidly.

While Rong Huazheng was mourning, she moved the needle with her hands and feet uncoordinatedly while looking at the template given by Aunt Ye, and then suddenly, her hand holding the fabric suddenly hurt, and she let out a soft cry and instantly put the needle in her hand and The wires were thrown to the ground.

Rong Huazheng shook her head, met Aunt Ye with big eyes, and said honestly: "Sorry, I haven't seen any of them before."

Yu Wencan glanced lightly at Rong Huating's palm, Rong Huating felt his gaze trembling, and his forehead was even stained with a few drops of sweat in winter.

"Aunt Ye, she will be in your hands from now on, please feel free to beat or scold me." After saying that, Yu Wencan turned the wheelchair and left without even looking at Rong Huazheng.

Rong Huazheng was dumbfounded, "Hey, you..."

"You're full of nonsense!" Aunt Ye scolded in a cold voice, "In my opinion, it's because you don't want to learn!"

Shaking his head again, Rong Huazheng blinked his eyes a few times, and his eyes began to sore.Woohoo, can you stop asking questions all the time, she's going to get sleepy again, oh my god, don't treat her like this, Grandpa Zhou, she doesn't want to eat a stick.

Rong Huazheng touched the tip of her nose, feeling a little aggrieved, she has no memory of this body, even if the owner of this body learned it, so what, it's not hers.In fact, what she said is completely true. In her previous life, she only liked fighting and research.

Aunt Ye was not too surprised, in fact, she had already regarded her as a rotten wood in her heart.Nodded, but still couldn't help but said: "Did your father hire a female red master for you?"

"lady?!"

"What am I practicing, this peony?" Damn, this is more detailed than a real peony, okay? How could she make such a thing?

Because of Yu Wencan's words just now, and in the following days, Rong Huazheng realized what it means to be truly miserable.

Aunt Ye glanced at it, looked down at the embroidered crooked and dissimilar things in her hand, stood up and said coldly: "I will embroider fifty copies of this thing today. If I miss one time, if the resulting thing is Each time is worse than the last time, and I will continue to embroider a hundred copies tomorrow!"

"You!" Aunt Ye looked at the pattern outlined by a few sparse and crooked lines on the fine cloth, and gritted her teeth, "Is this your best embroidery?"

Aunt Ye slapped the ruler on the table and shouted, "immediately, immediately!" She has known countless people for more than 40 years, and this is the first time she has met such a woman. Is the embroidery she embroidered a thing? Is a three-year-old child

Looking at the expressions of the two, Yu Wencan remembered Rong Huazheng's expression hiding behind Xiahou Guo, and the trust in her eyes, wondering if she would do the same thing to others if the person here at this moment wasn't him. make such an action.Thinking of this, her eyes narrowed dangerously, her lips were pursed tightly, and she stretched out her hand to shake her hand away from her neck!

"Ma'am..." Ling'er pulled the handkerchief aggrievedly.

"Hmph!" Hearing that Yu Wencan was everywhere in Xiahou's words, Rong Huazheng coldly glanced away.

Rong Huazheng's mind was attracted by these things, squinted his eyes, saw a particularly long one and reached out to take a look.

"Have you heard what is the most famous embroidery today? Who is this embroidery from?"

Therefore, although Rong Huazheng felt sad, but she speeded up her hands, during which time her fingers were pierced countless times by needles, and after two hours, when the Palace of Gongjin had already started to hold the lamp, she did it. Less than thirty flowers.When No.30 came out, Rong Huazheng's hands were too numb to move, so he shook his hands vigorously, and after the numbness passed, he checked each flower according to the number he wrote down, and finally took out the first flower Comparing it with the last one, I found that there is no improvement, at most, the stitching is a little more neat, and the color is a little more coordinated. Compared with the one embroidered by Aunt Ye, it is a thousand miles away.

At this time, Xia Houguo led a group of people to bring the covered meal into the main hall, just in time to see his master's eyes sweeping over the face of Prince Xiyan, his eyes were deep and inexplicable.

Aunt Ye was sipping her tea, when she heard the words, she raised her eyes to look at the things in Rong Huazheng's hands, the sight immediately spurted all the tea out of her mouth!

Rong Huazheng shook her head in confusion.

When Rong Huazheng heard it, he suddenly realized that his stomach was croaking with hunger, and then he didn't care about the things in his hands, jumped up, and ran back to the main hall in a hurry.

She was thinking, that bastard Yu Wencan wanted her to embroider a dress for him within a month, it's impossible!Let’s not talk about whether the time is too late, let’s talk about her embroidery skills, she can embroider a small flower and a small leaf in a day, so she covers her mouth and laughs, how many small flowers and small leaves are needed for a piece of clothing, within a month How could it be possible!

"That's a good question." When Aunt Ye was talking, a servant brought the fabric that Aunt Ye wanted. She reached out to take it, laid it flat on the table, and then stretched out her hand to pull out a thin piece of fabric from the small cloth strip. The long embroidery needle said: "Since you can read, you can finish reading that book within tonight. After reading it, you will know what "Wan Embroidery Girl" is. And, don't try to be lazy, tomorrow I'll ask questions when I come over."

A look of strangeness flashed in Aunt Ye's eyes, could it be that Princess Gongjin is really the kind of person she thinks of?However, as soon as she thought about it, Rong Huazheng smiled at Mimi's hand and handed it to Aunt Ye, saying, "It's done!"

Rong Huazheng weakly picked up the things that Aunt Ye had put down just now, and poked a long needle as thin as a hair into the fabric. '

Rong Hua was so angry that he just took a sip of porridge and was immediately blocked by his words, it was extremely painful.

Yu Wencan glanced at her lightly, then slowly took out a bottle from his chest, raised his chin to her, and said, "If you don't want your hands to be destroyed, just rub this medicine." Throw the bottle to Ronghua Zheng.

Rong Huazheng originally wanted to have the guts to refuse, but when the bottle was thrown at her, the aroma made her eyes shine, and she couldn't wait to reach out to take it.