Chapter 27 Nail Grass

In the next few days, the slaughter father will come every morning to prescribe some tonics for her to recuperate her weak body. Qingzhu also feels that he has been in good health recently and has been recuperated. Now his face has long been red, and there is no longer the appearance of a pale face every day. It's just that she has always been strange. Why did he cut the little thumb of his left hand every time and release a bowl of blood at the bottom and take it away immediately, as if she was afraid that the blood would coagulate and deteriorate? Sometimes she herself was also shocked. Why did she suddenly have such a strange idea?

She and Qin Zheng are also at peace. They are tired of being in the room almost every day and don't walk outside. He is very warm and caring for her, and takes care of Qingzhu's life in detail.

If life continues to live in such a plain way, Qingzhu may have been degenerate and not want to make progress, but something that happened a few days later made her feel like a stick, and finally understood that the government palace is a thorny area.

The sun shines brightly that day, and the phoenix flowers in the garden are blooming beautifully. The colorful flowers are white, pink, rose red and bright red.

Fucha Dunchong's "Record of the Age of Yanjing" once recorded: "The phoenix flower is a bone-permeable grass, also known as nail grass. When the May flowers bloom, the children of the boudoir take it and pound it to dye their nails. It is bright red and through the bones, and it will disappear over the years. From ancient times to the present, phoenix flowers have been one of women's favorite flower species, because they only need to take the newly picked flower petals and a small amount of edible alum to mash them together, cover them on their fingers, wrap them in a clean soft cloth overnight, and you can see beautiful nails the next day. The color dyed by this method is not easy to wash off, because the color has penetrated into the nails, and it is breathable and does not feel uncomfortable. Women's long, well-trimmed nails are very gorgeous against the corresponding colors. If you really don't want it, wash more clothes to reduce the color, and the nail color will become more natural. This kind of decoration is very popular among the imperial concubines in the court. Later, the ladies and girls of the eunuchs also scrambled to follow suit and gradually became an interesting thing about women in the royal palace.

In the morning, Qin Zheng said that he had something to do and had not returned. At this moment, it was afternoon. Qingzhu lay on the bamboo chair in the bamboo garden to cool down, and there was Yinger waving a fan behind him. It was very comfortable to travel leisurely.

"Yinger, I heard you ask your father to take the medicine a few days ago. What's wrong with you?" When I said the questions of the past few days, I always felt strange, but I didn't know what the problem was.

"Miss, after you escaped that night, the prince took the bodyguard out to search together. He almost searched the whole sweat song and didn't see your figure. Maybe he was afraid of the emperor's punishment. After all, it was the emperor's marriage. When the prince came back, he did not say anything to the public. He only said that the thousand concubines were weak and sick. He refused to see the guests. He no longer went out alone in the bamboo garden. I thought that with the prince's past temper, he would break my legs without peeling off a layer of skin, but he only imprisoned me here and did not deliberately punish me. But I miss you every day and can't sleep almost night. Later, the prince felt pitiful when he saw that I was locked here and couldn't go out, so he asked my father and doctor to prescribe some pills for me, saying that it was to calm down and cure insomnia. Ying'er replied.

"What's the name of the medicine?"

"It seems that it's called Requiem Pill. That medicine is really strange. After taking it, I immediately slept soundly..." And I can see my beloved in my dream, and I can even spend the fun with him. These are all thoughts in her heart. Of course, it is not a pleasant thing for a girl to secretly think about a man, so naturally she will not mention it to others, even if she is a sister-like lady, she can't reveal it.

Qingzhu saw that her expression was strange, her little pink, and she seemed to be a girl who was in love. Just as she wanted to continue to ask, she heard a sound of joy outside the bamboo garden.

Ying'er hurried forward to greet her, bowed her head and said, "I want to see the Empress Lan, Qiu waiter, happy waiter! Three ladies, you can't go in. The prince told our lady not to see outsiders... Ah...!"

Without finishing speaking, I only heard a crackling sound, and a sharp female voice sounded, "Bear hoof! What are you, dare to block our mother's way? Even your young lady doesn't dare to talk to Concubine Lan like this!"

Qingzhu squined and saw Qin Zheng's three women in front of the door, each with a maid, walking towards the bamboo garden.

"It's rude," Yinger still blocked the door of the courtyard with her thin body, her eyes full of grievances, and tears kept rolling in her eyes. "My lady has taken a nap, and I hope you can forgive me."

The three girls squeezed in, followed by their masters. The three pairs of masters raised their heads and seemed to speak with their nostrils and entered the bamboo garden aggressively.

Concubine Lan and Qiu Ting saw the beauty lying on the bench, and their backs were somewhat similar. They were stunned for a while and said in surprise, "Is it really Qianfei? Is she really in the bamboo garden?"

Originally, for more than a month, even if they had heard the ecstasy of Qingzhu's ecstasy every night, they still didn't believe it was true, because although Qin Zheng stayed at home in the bamboo garden, he still sent the wind to find people every day. Therefore, everyone guessed that Qianfei was not in the palace at all, and the prince just wanted to hide it. It's just the truth.

It happened that Qin Zheng was not here today. The three formed a gang to see what happened together. This is also the reason why Yinger was slapped. They made up their mind to figure it out today. Only Huan'er remained calm, because she had known that Qianfei had returned to the house. At first, she didn't believe it, but when Qingzhu returned to the house and ran to the bamboo garden that day, her daughter Xiaoxi was beside her. Huan'er's hatred for Qingzhu was beyond words. She was annoyed that she was loved by the prince alone, and what she hated more was that she had been banned for a whole month. Today, Huan'er is ready to come. Lv Qingzhu is waiting for a good play!

The graceful woman on the bamboo chair finally turned her head and pretended to rub her apricot eyes and said, "Yinger, don't you think it's strange? I just slept for a while and dreamed that three female wolves kept barking beside me with three mothers. It's so annoying."

The three masters and servants were so angry that their faces turned red and white and purple, all like opening a dye room.

After a long time, Huan'er's face turned a little, "Sister Qianfei is auspicious. I haven't seen my sister for a long time. We discussed to come and visit today.

"Thousands of concubines, Wanfu Jin'an." Qiu Ting just saw Qingzhu alone and couldn't help showing disappointment in her eyes. She thought that she had escaped from the royal palace, and no one would know about her ugly things. Unexpectedly, the woman still came back.

I haven't seen her in January. Qiu Ting looked much plump. Her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, her face was ruddy, and her bamboo eyes were slightly dark. Then she couldn't help smiling, and there were shallow waves in her eyes. "Qiu waiter, how are you and your child?" I remember that when I took her as a hostage, I almost killed the mother and son. She knew that the child was not Qin Zheng's, but the seed of a cook who worked with her.

This was originally a greeting, but Qiu Ting was shocked. After all, she has a ghost, and her heart can't stop beating the drum. What does she mean? Do she have to see the different heads of our mother and son?

Concubine Lan condensed Qingzhu and said reluctantly, "My sister has achieved great results in recuperation, but she is getting more and more energetic!"

"I dare not bother Sister Lan Fei to come all the way to visit the doctor," a few shadows appeared in Qingzhu's eyes. Seeing the palm prints on Yinger's face, anger flashed in her mind, but her tone was always indifferent. "I just don't know how my maid bumped into my sister and asked your girl to teach me a lesson?"

After a while, Concubine Lan's face changed when she heard the words, and her eyes flashed with resentment. She immediately turned around and slapped the maid in the face and cursed, "I want you to show off. I really deserve to kill you. Why don't apologize to Qianfei quickly."

Lanfei's girl covered her red cheeks. She is usually smart and hearty, arrogant but never public. Today, if it hadn't been for Lan Feishi who gave her a wink, she would definitely not have taken action easily. The master had the fate to hard, and now she has been made a person by her own daughter. Sister Xiaoying was sold by her mother and finally died with a cane.

Xiaoyou was beaten a little confused and didn't dare to cry. She turned around and knelt down. "The thousand concubines forgive me. They are all slaves. I dare not do it next time."

"Get up." Qingzhu frowned and said to himself that the master was fierce and iron-blooded. At the critical moment, he took down the man's roof, and it was useless for him to be embarrassed with a maid.

The little maid quickly thanked her, got up and retreated behind Qiu Ting and Huan'er, and lowered her head in panic and sadness.

"Sister Qianfei, do you think my nail color is beautiful?" Huan'er had nothing to say and smiled flatteringly, "I see that the phoenix flowers in my sister's yard are really beautiful. Why don't you pick some dyed nails? My girl Xiaoyou is the most experts in this field. She just dyed me last night. My sister might as well try her craftsmanship.

Qingzhu's eyebrows are full of doubts. What is Huan'er's dedication today? She now lies on the bamboo chair with a plain face, without powder, her long hair is loosely rolled up, her nails are not trimmed, she is still clean and neat, and her expression is indifferent and polite, not too delicate and charming.

Lanfei and Qiu Ting were shocked when they heard it. What kind of medicine did Huaner take today? How could they please the people they hate the most?

"Okay, since my sister is kind, I can't help but praise her, right?" He frowned, and Qingzhu's apricot eyes were quiet and transparent, as if they had gathered the aura of heaven and earth. I would like to see what dirty means a girl in a brothel can use.

After receiving a positive reply, Huan'er immediately rejoiced as if she had received the imperial edict and quickly ordered, "Xiao Qian, take out what you have prepared and repair your fingers for the Qianfei. I will definitely reward you later!"

The girl didn't react at first, and then nodded gratefully, took out the tools from the small bag she brought with her, and went to the room to clean it with Yinger.

"Sister Yinger, there is alum in your room. Help me get a little for later use!" Xiaoxi smiled brightly, but as soon as Yinger left, her smiling face turned into sarcasm in an instant: stupid slave, wait to be punished with your master!