The tyrant opposite the door

Chapter 590 601: The Emperor's Grace
There were bursts of laughter in the hall early in the morning, and Zheng Tong Qiuhe and others outside waited quietly with their heads down and holding their breath.

Yunran laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe, so she had to beg for mercy repeatedly, and she didn't know how many times she was forced to call her good brother, and then she was free.

The bun was messed up, and the clothes were opened, revealing half of her snow-like chest.

Sikong Mu Sheng glared at Yunran, seeing that the time had come, he had no choice but to quickly pack up his clothes and tidy his headgear.

Yunran smiled, and hurriedly gathered up his clothes to help him.

The two of them were in a hurry as if they were thieves, after tidying up, Yun Ran straightened the hem of his robe, and just stood up, when Sikong Mu Sheng whispered in her ear: "I'll get it back at night. "

Yunran: ...

After sending the person out, Zheng Tong was already waiting outside holding a cloak.

As soon as Sikong and Mu Sheng went out, Zheng Tong shook off his cloak and put it on him.

Yunran stood inside the lake-blue soft cotton curtain, leaning against the door frame to watch him stride away.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned his head and saw Yunran with his hair covered, looking at his back with a smile.

That smile was like a peony just blooming, and he couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.

He waved to Yunran to let her go in quickly, and then lifted his foot to leave again.

Zheng Tong is also convinced, the empress is a great talent.

The little eunuch who waited on the emperor's side was a slippery little eunuch, and even the maids of the palace wouldn't let him get close.

When I got up in the morning, the emperor was actually putting on his clothes by himself. Hearing the bursts of laughter inside, the emperor was coaxing the empress early in the morning.

Everyone went out, and they still looked back with fascination.

Ouch, the smile on the emperor's face made him even a rootless person blush.

It's like being tuned into a honeypot.

Even if the queen is beautiful and youthful, she has been married for so long, and there is nothing new about her.

However, the empress is like making the emperor lose his soul, thinking about it all day long.

I can't accept it.

After seeing off Sikong and Mu Sheng, Qiu He and others swarmed in to help the queen dress and make up.

In the side hall, Sikong Yu's yelling voice had already been heard, and Yun Ran knew that his son had woken up too.

He asked the nanny to bring the child over, and he had almost cleaned up here.

She doesn't need to go out, Yunran has always dressed simply in Guanju Palace.

As soon as Sikong Yu came in, he stretched out his arms to look for his mother, and when Yunran hugged him, he felt heavy again.

The palace people shuttled back and forth to clean up the inner hall with light steps, Yun Ran tried hard to pretend that she couldn't see the smiles on the faces of the palace ladies.

She knew that the dormitory was not looking good, and Sikong Musheng was tossing around like crazy, not caring about anything.

Putting his son on the couch, Qiuhe came to ask where the meal was.

Yun Ran didn't want to move, so she placed it directly on the kang table.

She uses it by herself, so she asks the small kitchen to make it easier, a bowl of porridge is soft and glutinous.

The fried golden curly fruit is yellow and clear, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, delicious and mellow.

After breakfast, Yun Ran played with his son, listening to his Yiyi, but didn't know what he was talking about.

Holding the list from the inner court in his hand, they are all things needed for the New Year's Eve, and they must be approved as soon as possible, otherwise they may not be ready if it is too late.

There is a rule in the palace, and Madam Liang is in charge, and Yun Ran just checks to see if there is any addition or subtraction on the list.

Most of them are right, let Liang Nanny send the list back to the Inner Court Mansion, and prepare according to the list.

The Inner Court Mansion has been dismissed here, and the people from the Shangyi Bureau are here again.

To make new clothes during the Chinese New Year, especially the four emperors personally selected a batch of tributes and specified them as clothes for the empress.

They are better here in the Bureau of Shangfu Bureau. The emperor only said to make clothes, but he didn't say what kind of clothes to make.

I heard that the decorations are going to cry. The emperor not only asked them to make jewelry for the queen, but also specially drew the pattern with his own hand. It is said that the craftsmanship is complicated, and there is no black or white. The emperor was not satisfied, so he sent it back again Do it, grind a person to death.

There is no woman who doesn't like brocade clothes, but seeing that there are dozens of pieces of clothes brought by the Shangfu Bureau, this is just for appearance.

Hand gestures one by one, what color to wear with what fabric, what brocade trim to match, what fur to match.Even a wisp of flowers on the clothes can tell the ugly Yinmao.

Yun Ran became dizzy and said, "Find someone who is good at drawing and draw a picture for you to see. It doesn't take dozens of people to carry so many materials."

More toss people.

Toss others, but also toss yourself.

Yunran just put the material on his body, and he was so tired that he couldn't stand up.

The people from the Shangfu Bureau dared to say no, a large group of people hurriedly resigned, and they begged Lord Shang Gong to go to the palace to invite a painter to come to help.

Naturally, Yunran didn't know how the Shangfu Bureau was tossing, but felt that his throat was smoking, and he drank two cups of tea in a row, and then he felt better.

Sikong Yu was holding an exquisite jade ball in his hand, and he was playing on the couch, while the nanny beside him watched carefully.

This kid is also really patient, he can play a Linglong ball seriously and vigorously without being impatient at all.

Ordinary people have to make new clothes and jewelry during the new year, not to mention the masters in the palace.

The emperor personally stared at the empress, making the people in the harem feel bad, but they didn't dare to say anything.

It's not so easy for the little masters below to make clothes.

You don't have to choose the material of the clothes, what kind of material is used for each case, at most you can choose the color.Jewelry is made according to the regulations. If you want a fresh look, if it is not in the regulations, you can only pay for it in private.

It all depends on whether Si Zhu is not free and whether there are any masters who are free.

Yan Shuyu also handed over the silver and drew the pattern, but after sending it to the decoration department for more than half a month, there is no trace of the jewelry.The palace people around him went to remind her several times, but each time they returned empty-handed.

Feng Hua hurried back to the Green Bamboo Hall, shook the snow beads on his clothes outside, took off the cloak outside, and then walked in the door.

Yan Shuyu was writing, but she didn't put down her pen when she heard the voice. She didn't ask until she finished writing the last word, "How is it?"

"Returning to the young master, the decoration department is really busy. This time, the servant spent money and went to look inside. It is indeed very busy." Feng Hua said with her head down.

Yan Shuyu pursed her lips, looked out of the window, and asked coldly, "What are you busy with?"

Feng Hua paused for a moment, then whispered: "Originally, I had some free time, but last night, the emperor suddenly summoned Master Si Zhu to come over, and brought back a dozen or so patterns, and I was busy there again. "

Not only that, the newly sent ones, I heard that the pearls with the size of the thumb are the smallest ones, and the inlaid gemstones are polished brightly, especially the emerald dots on the top, the color is exciting to look at.

All of them are pasted one by one by the best craftsmen in the department.

Only one piece of Diancui jewelry can't be finished in three or two days, the little master's jewelry doesn't have time to make it.

But seeing the young master's unkind expression, she swallowed the words when they reached her lips.

(End of this chapter)