Chapter 7 Blindfold Embroidery

In the middle of the day, the warm winter sun gently and gently spreads in front of the white jade hall, reflecting the rosefinch gate in front of the hall.

At the main door, Leng Changxi was clenching the reins and heard the crying of his daughter's family behind him. His face was expressionless and he just wanted to leave quickly, but he heard the daughter's family sobbing and cursing, "It's all the daughter of the Qin family. If she hadn't obstructed it, I could have changed the flower bag, and I wouldn't offend Princess Yun, Liu's mother Mom, what do you think is good about this? I offended Concubine Yun. What if she takes it out on her father? Father... My father will definitely kill me."

"Second girl, don't cry. It's too late for the master to love you. How can I be willing to beat you?" A woman comforted.

"Mother Liu, you don't understand. Concubine Yun's favorite calculations are bound to repay. I'm afraid that this time it will involve my father to lose his official..." Before the words were finished, there was another choking of warbler swallows.

Looking at the old man getting into the carriage, Leng Changxi on horseback asked with a deep frown, "Which lady is she?"

The person below replied, "It's General Shang's daughter."

Shang Xianhua? Leng Changxi gently tapped twice along the mask with his fingertips, revealing the depth of the operation in his eyes.

"Do you want to close this general Shang?" A man with thick eyebrows asked in a low voice, "But I heard that this general Shangxian Huashang has been a horse for 20 years, but he is still a five-grade general Huaiyuan. Every time he comes back from a war, he either holds a banquet at home or goes out to have fun. The day before yesterday, he also heard the detective's return that Shang Xianhua spent tens of thousands of money and bought a sweaty BMW, but It is only raised in the stable and has never been ridden. It is only for viewing.

"Xue Si, your words are a little too much," Leng Changxi's words were very short, but there was a complete shock. The orange sunlight happened to fall on his abrupt neck. Leng Changxi's knuckles curled up a little to the tip of his nose and asked, "Can Zi Zhan's ashes be taken back?"

"It has arrived in Jianzhou," Xue Si replied, "I guess he should enter the Su family ancestral hall at this time."

At the banquet, a cool breeze rose slightly.

Qin Yunuan stood in the middle of the banquet, wearing a blue moon dress that made her feel refreshed and bright. There were various silk threads and flower needles of different sizes at hand. Qin Yunuan's eyes had been bound by Bai Ling, but they could not stop Qin Yunuan's keen sense of smell.

There seems to be a wisp of breath in the air, with the smell of men's sweat and the fresh smell of grass, which can't be scattered in the air. This is not like the exquisite incense on Sima Rui's body. The taste is rough and cold, charming and cold.

"Miss Qin, let's begin." Queen Chen laughed.

Qin Yunuan's wrist is close to the embroidery rack, holding the embroidery needle in his right hand, and the needle is picked up, and the fragrance burns half a ridge. Half a spring flower has already bloomed on the white silk silk, delicate yellow and tender, and the branches are half drooping, which is lovely.

Qin Yunzhuang looked at Qin Yunuan's embroidery so smoothly, and her face was obviously unhappy. However, Fang Ziying beside her couldn't help admiring.

"I really don't know that Sister Yu Nuan has such a ability. Tut, blindfolded embroidery, if she were me, I wouldn't be able to practice it for three years."

After half a column of incense, the pattern was embroidered. Qin Yunuan pulled off Bai Ling with one hand, and the palace man moved the embroidery frame to Empress Chen, so that Empress Chen could see it carefully.

On the embroidered cloth on a white background, a yellow and tender spring flower hangs on the green vines, full of infinite vitality, which is just the scene.

"That's right," Queen Chen's face unfolded. "It seems that the mother of the Qin family**s the girls' red girls very well." This is a disguised praise of Qin Yun's makeup.

"The queen sister is really generous with these juniors," Yun Guifei just glanced and whispered with disdain to cover her mouth, "The last place where the needle is closed has been embroidered several times, and the place where the flowers and branches are handed over is also full of mistakes. Alas, this is also the queen's sister. If there is such embroidery in the sister's palace, sister But they all have no face to see people."

"You can't say that," Queen Chen stroked several uneven places on the embroidery. "After all, Miss Qin San is still young. What's more, this blindfolded embroidery is also quite difficult. This palace was originally designed to test these girls. Such an achievement is not bad."

"Real?" Concubine Yun raised her eyebrows at Qin Yunuan, who was respectfully waiting for her steps and said, "The queen sister is kind, but this Qin San girl is too good. This craft is not good and does not explain in advance. People who don't know think how strict the queen sister is, or you are willing to present a crooked embroidery to add to the queen sister. Is it blocked?"

Hearing this, Qin Yunzhuang, who was still a little reluctant, immediately recovered. She raised her neck with strong expectations in her eyes.

"The minister dares not," Qin Yu warmed his eyes with humility. "The minister is just..."

Just as Qin Yunuan was cowardly, the fat Mother beside Empress Chen glanced at Qin Yunuan's fingers hidden in the sleeve cage and said something in the queen's ear. Empress Chen frowned slightly and waved to Qin Yunuan, "Come forward."

Qin Yunuan came forward obediently.

"Stretch out your hand."

Qin Yunuan also did the same.

Looking at Qin Yunuan's two small hands, Queen Chen dried the corners of her mouth, but Sima Rui asked first, "Why did Miss Qin San's hands become like this? On this knuckles, what...? Is this frozen from the sky?

"Your Highness, this is frostbite," the fat Mami said with unbearable face. "When the weather is cold, there are those slaves who don't have thick clothes and work without hot water. How..." How can Qin Yunuan's three girls in the lieutenant's mansion have such serious frostbite? Although the fat old man didn't say this sentence, it has been clear in everyone's hearts.

Queen Chen's ray light fell on Qin Yun's makeup under the table, and her eyes were mixed with too many things. Qin Yun's makeup was a little flustered. She quickly lowered her eyes, buckled her nails into the futon under the seat, and there was nowhere to vent her guilty.

"Sister Qin, what's wrong with you?" Shangguan Yi asked, "I've seen a layer of sweat."

"I'm fine." Qin Yun makeup locked his eyes on the steps again and looked at Qin Yu's thin back. Is this concubine really as simple as she imagined? Is all this a coincidence?

Qin Yunuan showed a kind of forbearance and sadness, and looked down at the swollen and cracked frostbite on her hand. This is a witness that she broke the yard in the captain's mansion. There is no fire or thick bedding to survive the cold winter. Today, it is also useful.

"It doesn't matter," Qin Yu warmly withdrew her hand timidly. "It was a few days ago that I slept unsteadily and froze before... that I got frostbite. When I embroidered it just now, the wound was really a little painful. I missed several stitches. I hope the Empress will forgive me."

Frozen three feet is not a day's cold. How can such a serious frostbite be caused by a night of coldness? A bright-eyed person can see the trick at a glance.

Princess Yun still did not give up. "It's just frostbite. If you practice calligraphy for a long time in winter, your hands will also hurt. Her first two needles are very stable. Why does it hurt later? Most of them are intentional.

It's really funny. How can practicing calligraphy in a study with silver charcoal be compared with embroidery in a leaky room?

"The minister was frightened, only because she saw the queen's true face for the first time, Fengwei and graceful, and the mother's world, which made the minister's daughter at a loss for a moment and confused the needlework." Qin Yunuan replied respectfully.

This is extremely pleasant to listen to, and Empress Chen is quite useful.

"Huh, isn't it?" Concubine Yun squinted her eyes, not only disdained the small family like Qin Yunuan, but also didn't like her words.

"Jinsu!" Empress Chen strictly stopped Yun's noble concubine. She has been waiting for half a day. Now she has finally found an opportunity to suppress Yun's noble concubine. Empress Chen pointed to Qin Yunuan's hand and looked sad, "The child's hands are like this. Why do you care about those little things?" After saying that, he turned around and ordered the fat Mama, "Go and bring the flower jade dew of this palace."

Queen Chen has always spared no effort to create the image of a benevolent and dignified queen in the world. Qin Yunuan is very clear, but she did not expect that this concubine Yun was such a difficult role.

For a moment, the fat old sister led someone to bring out a bottle of medicine, which was filled with Hua Yulu, the sacred treasure for treating trauma.

"It's just a minor injury," Qin Yunuan lowered her head and said, "Yu Nuan is just the daughter of the lieutenant's mansion, and she doesn't deserve such a holy medicine." The more pitiful and humble she looks, the more people will believe that the frostbite on her hand is caused by being ignored by her mother.

"Don't push it," Sima Rui said softly, "Since your mother gave it to you, just keep it."

Qin Yunuan thanked her for her kindness repeatedly. Even when she satirized Princess Yun, who satirized herself with no effort, she also respectfully saluted her before she retreated. Care and respect are always too much.

Looking at the noble women who were full of private discussion, Qin Yunuan suddenly felt a sense of relief, and the rumors began with women. Presumably, in a few days, the matter of the frostbite in the hands of the three girls in the lieutenant's mansion will become a tea talk in this women's circle. When her mother is overwhelmed by these rumors, it will be when she and her brother move out of the subordinate's yard.

In this rebirth, she should not only protect herself, but also strive for a good future for her brother Qin Baochuan.

Qin Yu warmly sat down, and Fang Ziying pulled her and asked a lot of questions softly. Qin Yun's makeup secretly pinched the futon a little stronger, but his face was very gentle. "My sister's hands are so serious. How can you not tell your mother? If you say it, there is no reason for your mother to ignore it."

"Sister, did I say that my mother would not care?" Qin Yu's warm eyes are clear to the bottom.

Qin Yun's expression stiffened and turned his head directly without saying anything. She didn't want to see the bottle of flower jade dew on Qin Yunuan's case. She was scratched by a cat before, and the queen also sent someone to send her. Now she has also given a bottle of flower jade dew. Isn't it a satire that she is the same as her?

In the second half of the banquet, it should be for flowers, poems and silk flowers. These are the activities of noble women with high status or quite talented women, and they are not related to people with such as Qin Yunuan.

Qin Yu warmly kowtowed the wine bottle and glanced at the small regular script of flies on the poem in the center of the banquet.

That breath is still there, mixed with the fragrance of wine and plum blossoms, like endless practice, involving Qin Yunuan's heart.

"What's wrong with Sister Qin?" Fang Ziying picked up a crystal clear molasses and handed it to the small plate in front of Qin Yunuan. "It doesn't look good."

"I may have drunk too much fruit wine," Qin Yunuan slightly looked at Qin Yun's makeup and looked half drunk. "I just felt that I was so dry that I went out for a walk."