Solid pet palace maid

Chapter 52

The concubines in the harem originally had few opportunities to have fun, and it was cold in winter, so what they could do was even more limited.Fortunately, Xiaoman doesn't like to visit the imperial garden to admire flowers and make gifts, so it doesn't have much influence.

She is now the fourth-rank Jieyu, and she is being favored rightly, so the silver frost charcoal from Ronghua Palace is naturally enough.The earth dragon and a few charcoal pots are so well raised that Xiaoman doesn't like to go out, even if he can go out once a day at the gate of the palace, it is considered good.

In the warm room, Xiaoman practiced yoga, danced, played and sang a ditty, wrote hairpin lowercase script, and made some underwear for himself and the emperor, but he didn't feel bored.

Especially after the emperor read her poem about complaining about women last time, he rewarded 10 jade pens and Panlong ink that was only used in the Qianqing Palace on the second day.It made Xiaoman feel that she immediately had the consciousness of being a talented woman. If she didn't practice two strokes a day, she would be sorry for such a good pen and ink.

On this day, Xiaoman got up, thinking that he should continue to have fun every day.I heard Qingya's crisp voice in the yard, "It's snowing, it's snowing, it's snowing so much."

Xiaoman likes snow, especially heavy snow.Of course, except for the time when I first came to the countryside.The wind is blowing everywhere in that house, and the snow can float on people's faces. It's really hard to get down on the bed when it rains. Naturally, I am most afraid of windy and rainy days.

Now, Xiaoman has become the evil ruling class, and immediately returns to the feeling of no worries in the previous life, listening to the rain and enjoying the snow has become a joy in life.Hey, this person really forgets his roots, he doesn't think about the working people at all.

Lin Xiaoman, who has fallen so deeply that he has no class feelings, is happily standing in front of the window, feeling the beautiful scenery and taking a deep breath of the fresh and cold air.

Qing'an came over and asked for instructions: "Madam, I saw that the red plum blossoms in our yard are blooming. The snow-white plums are extremely beautiful. Unfortunately, there is only one tree. Madam, go and have a look first. If you like the scenery, let's go to the plum tree. Looking around the garden, there are red plums all over the yard, very eye-catching."

Qingyu answered, "Yes, ma'am, the servants also went to see it last year, apricot plum, red plum, rouge plum, and many other varieties that the servants can't name. The ones in those paintings are even more vivid and beautiful.”

Qing Ya clapped her hands and smiled: "Yes, yes, we can bring snacks and a warm stove, and sit in the Red Plum and Green Bamboo Pavilion, where it can block the wind, but the delicious food and beautiful scenery are both good."

Xiaoman and the others all laughed, this girl ruined the atmosphere of appreciating plum blossoms.

But she still didn't want to go out, not to mention the cold weather, if she met some concubine, if she didn't like each other, the good mood would be ruined.However, appreciating plum blossoms in this snowy day is indeed a beautiful thing. If you miss it, you don’t know when it will be.

Seeing Xiaoman's expression, Shaoyao knew what she was thinking, "Your Majesty, the snow is falling heavily at this time, and few people go out. Besides, although the snow is heavy, it has not completely fallen, and the most beautiful scenery has not yet come out. The servant girl probably , the ladies of the various palaces may wait until tomorrow to go out and enjoy the scenery more."

Only then did Qingyu understand Xiaoman's thoughts, and she said, "Your Majesty, the servants know a small path, and there are very few people who walk on it, most of them are the servants who are in charge of guarding the courtyard, and ordinary people can't go there. The scenery there may not be as good as Hong The Mei Cui Bamboo Pavilion is beautiful, but it also has a different taste."

Shao Yao continued: "Then you don't need to bring too many people there, the servants brought Qing'an and Qingyu to accompany the empress, come quietly, come back quietly. It's that little girl Qingya who can't get any good food."

Only then did Xiaoman nod his head, that's okay, just a few people, just looking at the scenery, no matter where you look. "Okay, I don't treat you badly. When we come back, they can take half a day off if they want to go."

The whole house was full of excitement.In this palace, women can't wait for cats to be in the house every day. Who would be interested in going out to have fun.

Xiaoman wanted to be simple, but Shaoyao and the others didn't follow her. She was wearing a crescent-collared plum-blossom damask skirt with a corseted waist, a green skirt, black gold-embroidered buckskin boots, and a emerald-patterned brocade feather satin cloak. Putting on plum blossom makeup is really motivating the crowd.

In the words of Shaoyao and the others, it's hard to go out once, so naturally you have to show your empress style.

Xiaoman himself stood in the garden with a moon-white red plum oil-paper umbrella, not because he didn't like being served, but because he liked the beauty of ancient ladies holding umbrellas to watch the snow quietly.

The red plums are either in bud, or in full bloom, or a little bit of residual beauty, coupled with the first snow hanging on the branches, it is really in various poses and with different expressions, and it is even more graceful.

I used to think that it was an extremely contrived thing for ancient ladies to play the piano and admire plum blossoms, and cook snow and drink tea, but now it seems that it is really a fitting work for the occasion.

With the beautiful scenery in front of them, everyone was deeply immersed in it, and couldn't bear to speak out, for fear of scaring Feixue away.

"My lord, please don't be angry, please leave. If Yirong didn't say something important, why would you come to see Yirong?" A delicate female voice sounded.

(End of this chapter)