Imperial Plot

On the fifth day he came here, Zhong Miao Yi finally had enough of embroidery.

Consort Xian was already used to sitting for a whole day without feeling anything special about it. This was because the Aunt Sun would always come to remind her to move around a lot, making it more productive.

Zhong Miao Yi stared at the needle box and was lost in thought. She whispered, "Empress, don't you feel that this place is too lifeless?"

Concubine Xian laughed, "I remember that when you first entered the palace, you couldn't stay still for a moment, causing the palace to become restless. Later on, you learned how to behave, and you didn't like to talk to me. After everything quietened down, I was still not used to it for a long time. After you marry Su Zeyi, you became even more silent, I was still very worried, but now you seem to like moving a little more than before, are there more women in the palace? "

Zhong Miao Yi did not raise her head and instead closed her eyes. "There are always so many women in the palace, but it's still the same drama that happens again and again. There's nothing new about it.

Consort Xian put down the things in her hands, "Then what do you think we should do? This Courtyard has nothing. "

Zhong Miao Yi was silent for a moment, then she suddenly straightened her body and said to Aunt Sun who was standing behind the Concubine Xian: "Are there any fresh flower seeds here?"

Aunt Sun was stunned for a moment. She thought about it carefully and said, "There are a few roses that were previously used to ingest medicine, but now, I wonder if I can find them again."

Zhong Miao Yi's interest was immediately piqued and she stood up, "Rose? "Only flowers have ten days of red, and this flower has no days and no spring wind." It was said that the flower period was short, but in a short period of time, the flower failed, and the rose season was always open. Now that the season was right, Aunt and I went to look for it together. "

The Aunt Sun felt a little awkward: "I think it's better if I go myself. Noble people should not enter that warehouse. It's dirty and messy, it's not like I can squeeze in."

"The Empress planted the rose in the courtyard, and when it was about to bloom, it would be right before the pot was about to burst. She would watch it grow little by little every day, and finally bloom, with a very different frame of mind."

Consort Xian was amused by Zhong Miao Yi's half-serious half-bluffing. "Aunt Sun will do as she pleases, let her look for him."

It had been too long since she saw the Zhong Miao Yi like that, and the Concubine Xian could not bear to reject her, so she did as she pleased.

Seeing that Consort Xian was laughing, the Zhong Miao Yi dragged the Aunt Sun hurriedly. "Aunty, please let me go with you. How can there be a person who isn't noble?

The Aunt Sun was scared out of her wits, she dared not speak carelessly, but was helpless to do so. She could only support the Zhong Miao Yi: "If your benefactor wants to go, then go, but the warehouse is indeed small, I'll just go in and look."

Zhong Miao Yi replied as she followed Aunt Sun on her journey. She had never wandered around this Courtyard before, she only felt that wherever she went, it would be the same decadent scenery. There wasn't anything different in this place.

The storage room was actually a small room that had been specially found in a dry place not too far away.

Aunt Sun opened the door and entered by herself. In the broad daylight, the sunlight just so happened to shine in and it was very bright inside. Zhong Miao Yi stood at the door and looked around, and inside were a lot of daily necessities, probably from the Courtyard.

The things stored here were also old. The colors had almost all faded, and nothing could be seen. However, there were no cracks. In such a place, nothing could be considered good. Being able to use it was already good enough.

Aunt Sun was rummaging through it, and the sound of things being moved would occasionally come from inside. Zhong Miao Yi stood there for a while, then remembered to let Shun Cheng go in there to get it.

Fortunately, Aunt Sun came out a long time ago. She had a smile on her face and a grey cloth bag in her hands. She patted the bag and the dust immediately spread out.

"I found it, milord. I just don't know if it will sprout again." Aunt Sun handed the bag to Zhong Miao Yi and locked the door.

Zhong Miao Yi weighed the pros and cons before feeling that there were still too many of them. There was no problem to plant them in the courtyard: "I still need to trouble Aunt with one more thing."

Aunt Sun kept the key and walked over: "What other orders do you have?"

Zhong Miao Yi shook the bag in her hands: "I'll have to trouble Aunt to get Ah Jiu and Shun Cheng to bring the loose soil thing, and come with me to get rid of the loose soil."

Aunt Sun replied. She was familiar with Courtyard and knew where and Ah Jiu were helping from. Zhong Miao Yi only remembered the way back and fumbled her way back to Concubine Xian.

Seeing that she had returned, Concubine Xian asked: "Have you found it?"

Zhong Miao Yi nodded and placed the bag on the table: "I found it. Aunt Sun said that I don't know if it will sprout again, but let's try it, at least I have something to do."

After saying that, she looked outside the door: "Aunt will go call Ah Jiu and Shun Cheng. In a while, sit far away from me, don't be covered in dust."

Consort Xian glared at her. "Then why are you so careful? I'll just sit here and watch you fall. Don't hurt yourself.

The Zhong Miao Yi shook her head: "Only by doing it personally would it be interesting, when the flowers bloom would there be a sense of accomplishment, just like in the palace, where everything is done in the flower rooms, no matter how beautiful the flowers are, after taking a look, I would be tired of it. The Empress's courtyard has been in a wasteland for so long, it's time to add a little color to it."

After so many days of contact, she was truly certain that since Zhong Miao Yi had already grown up, she would no longer show her bad mood and misfortune, and no longer lead a merciful life. She had already understood how she could live on without tormenting herself.

Growing up, she was able to comfort people in many ways, adding some hopeful hope to the already desperate days.

How could she really want to plant a flower? She just wanted to give herself, and also give Consort Xian an idea that she could look forward to.

Otherwise, what difference was there between a day like this and a day like this? Every day, he would count the time of his death coming to a close. What sort of torture was this?

Even if there were only a handful of years left, Zhong Miao Yi still hoped to bring some happy memories to Consort Xian. At least, at the very last moment, she would be able to recall them.

It was not that the Zhong Miao Yi did not think about begging Su Zeyi to leave the Concubine Xian's life.

Unfortunately, because she understood Su Zeyi too well, she knew that doing such a thing would only be useless.

Being able to understand one thing too clearly was a very painful thing.

Rather than seeking for something that was destined to come to no end, the Zhong Miao Yi had chosen to draw a conclusion for this matter. At least in the final days, what she could give him was not just a cup of ice-cold poison.