She also had a day when she rolled over

Chapter 28: I'm not a high-ranking concubine (3)

"You are not a slave, you are my people. My people have to eat and clothe like me, who dares to question her." No one dared to question her, after all, everyone knew that the emperor was very dependent on the mother of this noble concubine. Family.

And Yuehua is savoring these words, her people.Is she someone who can hold the same weight as Xiaozhu Feng?No, no, what was she thinking, how could she interfere with other little masters like this.

Back in the palace, An Yiran turned on the lights to fight at night, after all, her female workers are first-rate.The An family has talented women, who are proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the female workers are also outstanding.Raised in a martial arts family, he is even more brave, good at riding and shooting, and can deploy soldiers.There have been rumors that if you marry the daughter of the An family's concubine, there is no way in the world to compete with her.

Sure enough, today's sage is now on the throne, and An Jia's support is indispensable.

So building a muff is naturally a piece of cake.

She brought a few out-of-fashion robes and used them for cutting. Before winter was over, she planned to sew one for the whole palace.

"Yuehua! She woke up the drowsy Yuehua beside her."

"Ah, ma'am." She blinked her eyes, trying to wake herself up.

"Look, do you like it?"

Yuehua took the things in her hand, touched them, and found that they were really excellent wool, and there was nothing wrong with them in the Temple of Fragrance.

"Your Majesty's craftsmanship is of course excellent! It's late at night, so it's not as good as a slave." An Yiran glared at her, "It's better for Yuehua to change your clothes and rest for Your Majesty."

"Okay." She was also sleepy, how could she finish everyone's work in one night, unless she was an octopus.

Although it has been given a special gift not to call herself a slave in the palace, but there is a difference in dignity, Yuehua can only sleep peacefully by the bedside.

"Go to sleep too." An Yiran covered the quilt tightly.

"I'll go to sleep when my mother falls asleep." She carefully tucked up the quilt for An Yiran, and simply burned incense and burnt the stove in the palace every day, but it wasn't very cold.

An Yiran looked at Yuehua sitting cross-legged on the ground, took a few uncovered quilts off the bed, and moved a couch over.

"I can't do it, empress!" But who can stop what An Yiran is about to do.

"Go up and try to feel comfortable?"

Yuehua was still twitching, and An Yiran made a gesture to help her slip her shoes, "Your Majesty can't do it! Yuehua can do it herself!" She took off her shoes and put them aside, sat on them and tried them out. It was indeed much better than the cold floor. .

"Go up and kick your legs!" An Yiran felt her feet were cold, so she stepped up and passed her, onto her couch.

She opened the curtain between them, as if opening the gap between their master and servant.

Yuehua nestled in the quilt, looking like she was about to cry: "My lady really loves Yuehua more than Yuehua's parents. I'm at home, and only my younger brother can cover me with a quilt, woo woo woo."

It is also a feudal patriarchal family.

"It's the so-called bitterness that makes one a master, so God sent you to my side." She wiped away tears from Yuehua, and built a passageway between the two quilts, and she held her hand in it. holding her hand.

"Go to sleep. You can't think too much as a human being. Too much thinking will affect the quality of sleep." She was really sleepy, so she fell asleep first by patting Yuehua.

Yuehua felt her hand was not warm at all, so she went to put the poured Tang Pozi into her bed.

The gate of the palace is like the sea, if in this kind of place, she can still meet someone who is sincerely good to her, then she will go through fire and water for her.

These were the last words that Yuehua thought of before going to sleep.

The next day, Yuehua got up early to show off her muff.

And An Yiran was embroidering the other palace people by the fire in the room, and finally finished the embroidery, and she ordered Yuehua to distribute it.

Recently, the snow has been getting heavier and heavier, so the queen will be exempted from the daily greetings, as long as she feels good.

The servants of Pixiang Palace gathered together, recalling An Yiran's previous actions.

"Actually, she is the eldest lady, but she has a bit of a temper. In fact, she rewards us more than punishment."

"My brother is sick and the imperial doctor was hired by the empress."

"Yeah, the empress is really good to us."

The palace people responded one after another.

"I won't leave here anymore. Lady Pan Gui wanted to call me to serve her recently, but I immediately turned her down."

"I'm going to reject Concubine Kang too."

"I'll also reject Yunbi."

"I'll go as well"

The slaves who originally planned to find their own sources chose to stay, and An Yiran also proved with practical actions that they did not follow the wrong person.

On New Year's Eve, An Yiran asked Yuehua to invite Feng Anran over.

At noon, the whole palace chops stuffing and makes dumplings together, which is enough for the whole palace to eat at night.

The imperial concubine told them that there is only one copper coin in these dumplings, and whoever eats it will have good luck for a whole year. The premise is that you can't tell others that you have eaten it.

Feng Anran bit off a dumpling, and suddenly winked at An Yiran.

An Yiran looked at her and smiled, made a silent gesture, and then watched her stealthily put the copper wallet in the handkerchief, secretly delighted.

She also saw that everyone in the palace, including Yuehua, secretly hid the copper coins, and shook her head, hoping that this little trick would make them happy.

She ate the dumplings slowly, one after another, and said with a pretentious sigh, "Oh, it seems that I didn't win this year, and the luck belongs to someone!" Take the dumpling soup and beat it.

The palace people were very happy when they heard this sentence, they never thought that one day they would be able to have dinner with their master, and they could also win a lottery in front of the master.

Feng Anran followed An Yiran's example when she went back, so the palace people from the two palaces began to compare, which master was better for the big guy, so that the scene couldn't be cleaned up for a while, so the things in the Xiangdian Palace, Yao Guang The temple also has a share.

In the end, the two palaces were close, and An Yiran asked for an order to let Feng Anran move to live in the Longevity Hall of Mixiu Palace next to her.

After all, both of them are in the main position, and this Fushen Palace has already lived in her, so it is not easy for Feng Anran to settle for second, otherwise she would be very willing to live with her.

The emperor may be exhausted from being pestered by the queen recently, but he has no choice but to pretend to be seen by all civil and military officials and the harem.Not only the concubines in the harem stared at him, but also the group of old men in the previous court cared about his harem.

An Yiran now only cares about frantically swiping everyone's favorability, but of course she is sincerely willing to treat them well.Only sincerity can move people, whether it is true or false, you will know by testing.

The wind and frost gradually stopped, but the weather did not warm up.

An Yiran and Feng Anran took the palace people to have a snowball fight, it was not easy to divide into teams, so they made a team from Fuxin Palace and Mixiu Palace.

An Yiran hit Feng Anran's face with a snowball, and the flowers bloomed immediately, and the snow slipped into her collar.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! Good job An Yiran! Hit her!" The two gangs were fighting again.

"Your Majesty! There is a new nobleman in Xiangqing Pavilion!" The maid closest to the gate of the palace sent a message.

"Xuan." An Yiran stood up and arranged her dress, but Feng Anran seized the opportunity, and a snowball hit her on the head.

An Yiran's hair was heavy, and she didn't notice it for a while, so she went with a snowball on it.

Liang Guiren was fascinated for a while watching them wantonly laughing and playing.

"Liang Guiren, did you hear what I said?" An Yiran saw that she was in a daze, so she reminded her aloud, and took a look at her skills by the way.

(End of this chapter)