Abandoned Women: The First Secret Service Concubine

Chapter 160 Help
With a sneer, he lowered his head and started to eat without saying a word.

When the others heard the words, they had different faces.

"Do you want to eat anymore?" Yan Xiuniang patted the table and shouted, "Do your own thing well and stop chewing other people's tongues!"

The others picked up the bowls and chopsticks, bowed their heads and started eating.But I found that the meat on the plate seemed to be half missing?Looking up again, half of the meat was in Feng Yao's bowl.

Suddenly, they found that while they were listening to Sun Xiuniang's words, Feng Yao had silently picked all the good vegetables and meat into her own bowl!I can't help being angry, I look delicate, I don't want to be a cunning one!
Feng Yao slowly picked the meat in the bowl, eating it to her heart's content.

After the meal, Feng Yao went back to the room, spread out the paper, wrote down the things Murong Xier ordered on the paper, and drew the general thoughts in her mind.

Two quarters of an hour later, Feng Yao put down her pen and lay down on the bed with her arms on her head, closing her eyes and falling asleep.Experts in previous lives have studied that the time for a person to be highly concentrated is very short, and a proper lunch break can properly adjust the excitement and activity of the brain, eliminate fatigue, and become energetic again.

In Fengyao's view, this theory is very similar to computer processing. Every deep sleep is equivalent to a long shutdown and restart.A light sleep is equivalent to a computer restart.Either way, the computer will run faster and smoother just after restarting.

The same is true of the human brain.Therefore, as long as there is a chance, Feng Yao will definitely take a nap for about half an hour.This scene fell in the eyes of Hu Xiuniang who went back to the house to get things, and she was always surprised.

When Hu Xiuniang returned to the room where she was doing her work, when others asked what Feng Yao was doing, Hu Xiuniang, who was not good at lying, answered truthfully: "Feng Xiuniang is sleeping."

"Huh?" The words fell to the ground, and there were countless surprises.

"Hmph, let me just say, what can she do? It's just bragging!" Sun Xiuniang said coldly, with contempt and complacency in her eyes.

Hu Xiuniang hesitated, and said: "Perhaps Feng Xiuniang is resting, after all, she is with the princess in the morning, no less leisurely than us."

"Whether it's true or not, you can tell at a glance." One person rolled his eyes, got up and went to Feng Yao's room.

Sun Xiuniang smiled triumphantly, got up and followed behind.

The others hesitated, then looked up at Yan Xiuniang: "Sister Yan..."

"Go and see." Yan Xiuniang also got up and walked out.

On the small table by the window, there was a stack of snow-white paper. Feng Yao stood by the table, drawing with a pen, without raising her head: "What's the matter with you?"

Standing at the front, Xiuniang Sun looked Fengyao up and down, and saw that Fengyao's hair was in a neat bun and her clothes were not wrinkled, so she couldn't help frowning.However, she was not afraid of offending Feng Yao, and raised her voice to ask: "Hu Xiu Niang said you are sleeping, let's come and have a look."

"I, that's not what I meant—" Behind the crowd, Hu Xiuniang, who was named, blushed, eager to defend herself, but her mouth was clumsy and she didn't know what to say.

Suddenly her arm was held down, Hu Xiuniang looked up and saw that it was Yan Xiuniang.According to Yan Xiuniang, she didn't look at her, and looked into the room with a calm expression.Biting her lip, Sister Yan would never harm her, suppressed her eagerness to defend herself, and looked inside.

Feng Yao raised her eyebrows, but she didn't deny it: "I did take a nap just now." However, after hearing the noise from next door, she got up helplessly.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yao was so sincere, and the embroiderers who were watching were stunned.

"Do you never rest at noon on weekdays?" Feng Yao pretended to be surprised.

The embroidered ladies looked at each other, but they all shook their heads.They never took a nap at noon, not even before entering the palace.

Feng Yao sighed, and said: "Since I was a child, whenever I have time, I have to take a nap at noon. Otherwise, after noon, doing any work will be dull, and I just feel dizzy in my head, like a paste .”

"I also feel this way." At this moment, Yan Xiuniang, who was standing on the outermost edge, said unexpectedly, "Why, is it because there is no lunch break?"

Facing Yan Xiuniang's eyes, Feng Yao nodded: "That's right. If I don't take a nap in the afternoon, then I don't have the energy to do homework all afternoon. Compared with the early morning, it is much worse. And if I take a short nap , the energy will be much better after waking up, and you won’t be very tired in the afternoon.”

Hearing what she said in a serious and serious manner, the embroiderers couldn't help being stunned.I don't know who spoke first, and said, "No wonder I don't do as much work in the afternoon as in the morning. It turns out it's because of this!"

Another person answered immediately: "Yes, the afternoon is longer than the morning, but there is even less work to do than in the morning!"

Only Sun Xiuniang was so suppressed that her face was livid, and the veins on her forehead were twitching.After a long while, he yelled: "Stop listening to this liar! What a sleepy brain, wash your face with a handful of cold water, and your sleepy mind can wake up! What a nap at noon, it's just an excuse to hide!"

With one drink, all the discussions were extinguished.

Feng Yao said lightly: "Your method is good. Washing your face with cold water will indeed clear your mind. However, after half a quarter of an hour, your mind will become chaotic again. The reason why your mind is chaotic is because you are tired. Pricking a few holes in the body with steel needles can't avoid the fact that the mind is tired."

Speaking of this, he raised his head and glanced at the crowd: "When you are tired, you have to rest. It is the same as eating when you are hungry and drinking water when you are thirsty. Can you bear it for a lifetime?"

Sun Xiuniang sneered and said: "Who told you to endure it forever? It's just for one afternoon, and then rest at night, can't you bear it? You can't bear this kind of suffering. Stop doing embroidery work as soon as possible, and change to other jobs. Easier!"

With Fengyao's looks, it would be easier to switch to a brothel.However, when the words came to his lips, a pair of cold eyes flashed in his mind, and he couldn't speak for some reason.

Fortunately, she swallowed it down, otherwise she would have received several slaps when she said those words.It's true that Feng Yao has a good temper, but that doesn't mean she's ready to be bullied.

"You understand, I'm not working for you, but for the princess. How I'm doing, I'll be judged by the princess, where can you tell me what to do?" Feng Yao became impatient, "Please go out, I want Work done."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the tip of the pen and dipped it in the ink, and began to draw on the paper with concentration.

Sun Xiuniang gritted her teeth, snorted coldly, turned her head and left the crowd to go out.

The others also dispersed quietly, but they were a little out of their wits.They also want to take a nap at noon.

As soon as the crowd dispersed, the light re-entered the room.Only, there are two shadows. , Fengyao looked up, it was Yan Xiuniang and Hu Xiuniang.Hu Xiuniang bit her lip, looking a little uneasy.

Feng Yao understood and said, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Hu Xiuniang plucked up her courage, and curtsied to Fengyao: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to trouble you."

Feng Yao lowered her eyes, looked at Hu Xiuniang's fair and tender skin on the back of her neck, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said slowly: "No problem."

Hu Xiuniang hesitated for a while, and didn't bother Feng Yao anymore, and went back to the room where she did her work with Yan Xiuniang.

Fengyao's busy work, it was evening.

When it was about to get dark, Hu Xiuniang came in and lit the lamp, a little hesitant to say: "Feng Xiuniang, take a rest, dinner is coming soon."

Feng Yao thanked her and said: "Call me during dinner." Then she buried her head down and continued to draw.

Inspiration is something that can be met but not sought.In particular, the pen and paper are disposable, unlike computer graphics, if you are not satisfied, you can go back or erase it at any time.If there is a mistake in the picture drawn with pen and paper, it can only be discarded and started again.

Fortunately, Feng Yao has such a calm mind. After destroying more than a dozen patterns, she was able to calm down and continue.

Not long after, Hu Xiuniang came over and asked Feng Yao to eat.Feng Yao put down her pen, got up and walked out.After sitting down, he immersed himself in eating.Like a barbarian, chopping the chopsticks like the wind, rolling the meat and leaving.The others were so stunned that they forgot to even gossip.

After dinner, Feng Yao took a walk for a while and then went back to the house.There was an oil lamp in the house, but it was very dim.Although Feng Yao was anxious to make a plan, she didn't want to ruin her eyes.After tidying up a bit, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

However, his mind was clear.I wonder if Doudou and Sanhua are sleeping peacefully together at this time?The handsome little face, the big black and bright eyes, the soft and waxy voice, every move, come to Feng Yao's mind.Tossing and turning, I wish I could fly back with my wings.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Feng Yao spread paper and ink, and continued to draw pictures.Unexpectedly, just picked up the pen, and heard Qing'er's voice and hurriedly remembered: "Is Fengxiu Niang here? Help!" Feng Yao put down the pen and walked out.Tears were all over his face, his clothes and headgear were messed up, and he obviously ran all the way in a hurry.

"What happened?" Feng Yao asked.

The other embroiderers also came out and looked at Qing'er in the yard in surprise.

Qing'er's face was full of tears, her eyes were swollen from crying, but she didn't care about saying anything, she took Feng Yao's hand and walked out: "Follow me!"

Feng Yao sharply saw a fresh welt mark on the back of her hand, and couldn't help shrinking her pupils, but she stood still: "Speak clearly."

It's not that Feng Yao is indifferent, but that she can't protect herself now. In this palace without any foundation, offending anyone may bring disaster.

Although there is Murong Yu, Feng Yao has her own pride, and Murong Yu has a special status, so she doesn't want to cause trouble for him.

Qing'er pulled Feng Yao not to move, she couldn't help being anxious, tears streaming down her face: "Ju'er provoked the princess, the princess wants to beat her to death, I beg Feng Xiuniang to save Ju'er!"

Feng Yao couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

Seeing that Feng Yao was unmoved, Qing'er cried even harder: "Ms. Feng Xiu, please, please save Ju'er. The princess listens to you the most, and I have no other choice. Ju'er is about to be killed. Killed, please."

Qing'er is just a fifteen or sixteen year old girl, this crying is so pitiful, it also makes Feng Yao's heart soften.

To protect one's life wisely, or to save a life?Feng Yao struggled in her heart.

She still has her sweetheart Xiao Doudou to raise, she still has the Fengxu Pavilion unopened, and she still has revenge that she has yet to avenge.If she went today and caused disaster, those precious things would be lost to her in this life.But if he didn't go, Ju'er might be beaten to death by Murong Xi'er, thinking of this in the future, he couldn't let go.

After a pause, Feng Yao gritted her teeth: "I'll go with you!" It's just that she might cause trouble, it doesn't have to be that bad.But Ju'er's life is in immediate danger, Fengyao doesn't hope that in the future, Doudou finds out that his mother has a chance to save a young lady, but she stands by and ignores it.

(End of this chapter)