The horse snorted meekly.

Lu Zhiyun laughed.

Snowflakes fell and stuck to the snowy skin, making her look like a snow doll.

"I didn't bring any sugar today, can I bring you another day? What's your name? Your hair is so beautiful, like the best rouge, can I call you rouge?"

Lu Zhiyun didn't stay at the racecourse for long, and left there soon.

After she left, two people came out from the corner.

"Master, this subordinate has neglected his duty, and this subordinate will immediately take 'Special Color' away."

"No, just let it stay here!" Xie Chengjin said lightly, "Shu Se likes her."

Sibao Pavilion.A row of embroidered women stood there, not daring to let out a breath.

Manager Meng looked at them sharply: "Did I tell you that this dress must be trimmed with gold thread? How did you do it?"

"This is what Lu Zhiyun is in charge of. She has been away today, so..." Hua Rong said loudly.

"Where did she go?" Meng Guanshi asked coldly.

"She's gone to the racecourse." Another embroidered girl said, "Aunt Song said in the morning that after An Yu left, we had to catch up with the progress, but she ran to the racecourse."

"It's so much fun outside. Of course she wants to go out and play. After all, she is an official lady, unlike us who rely on craftsmanship to make a living."

"Zhiyun didn't go there by herself." Yang Zheng explained to Guanshi Meng, "Someone asked Zhiyun to deliver things to the racecourse, so she went."

"Normally, that's all. Now is the busy time. Why do I need to deliver things in person? After all, I don't want to be lazy..."

The last word fell, and the speaker stared in the direction of the door with wide eyes.

The others followed her gaze and saw Lu Zhiyun's disheveled hair and mud spots appearing on her little face.

"Sorry, I came back late."

She rubbed her legs as she spoke.

"What's wrong with you?" Guanshi Meng frowned.

"The snow outside was getting bigger and bigger, and the horse was startled for some reason, so I fell from it." Lu Zhiyun said, "I'm sorry, Manager Meng, did I delay everyone's progress?"

Guanshi Meng wanted to say something else, but seeing Lu Zhiyun's clear and bright eyes staring at him, he finally didn't say anything.

"Okay, I'll give you another two hours. If you can't finish this dress in two hours, then all of you will be punished."

"Why?" Someone objected, "It's not that we didn't do a good job, it's that Lu Zhiyun didn't do a good job."

"You are a small team. If she didn't do well, it means you didn't do well. What kind of dream do you want to be alone?" Meng Guanshi sneered. In the end, he shot himself in the foot with a rock."

After they dispersed, Yang Zheng pulled Lu Zhiyun into the corner: "Are you injured? I'll take you to see a doctor."

Lu Zhiyun shook her head lightly: "I didn't suffer a serious injury, it just hurts a bit from the fall."

In fact, she did the hair herself, and wiped the mud on her face herself. As for the injury from the fall, there was nothing wrong with it. She just cooperated with a performance.

"Don't worry." Lu Zhiyun said, "I'll clean it up and catch up with the progress."

Hua Rong looked at Lu Zhiyun's back angrily.

"Senior sister, as soon as this Lu Zhiyun appeared, all the stewards turned towards her."

"We at Sibao Pavilion are training embroidered girls for the palace. If they behave well, they are very likely to be sent to the palace." Huarong said, "She has a charming face, so maybe she has a big goal. The stewards It's normal for her."

Lu Zhiyun was halfway through, and the servant who did the chores said, "Song Guan is here to invite you."Lu Zhiyun entered Guanshi Song's single room.

"aunt."

"Sit down!" Song Guanshi said, "I heard that you are injured. I have a medicine box here, come here and I will help you with the medicine."

"Actually, I just fell down and didn't scratch the skin." Lu Zhiyun said, poured a glass of water for Song Guanshi, and handed it to her with both hands, "Auntie, I have caused you trouble."

"Excellent people have always been hated since ancient times. You are so young that you can not be surprised. No matter what others say about you, you can face it calmly. You have done a good job." Song Guanshi said, "If there is anything Come to me if you have difficulties, I can’t help you outright, but it’s okay to help you avoid some troubles.”

"Thank you, aunt." Lu Zhiyun said sweetly.

"Your master wrote letters, and one of them is for you, take it away!" Steward Song pushed a letter to Lu Zhiyun.

Lu Zhiyun happily went out with the letter.

She didn't rush to read the letter, and waited until things were almost done before opening the letter to read.

It was written in the letter that she was going back to the capital soon.

"Master is coming back." Lu Zhiyun's eyes were full of light, "Then senior sister..."

When she saw that Huo Yunxiu was married to Wen Wensong, she pouted and muttered: "Senior sister was also kidnapped."

Several servants brought some boxes from outside.

"Who are you looking for?" Hua Rong went up to meet him.

"We are here to deliver things to Miss Lu." The lead servant said, "These are all for Miss Lu."

The box was opened, and there were some exquisite pastries inside. These pastries were from the most famous pastry shop in the capital.

"I remember that pastry, a box costs two taels of silver."

"That, that fifty-two."

"so expensive!"

The embroidered women talked a lot.

Lu Zhiyun was pulled over by Yang Zheng. Seeing so many pastries, she asked the servant, "Who told you to come?"

"Master said that Ms. Lu worked hard day and night, and she lost a lot of weight last time I saw you. This is bird's nest cake, and I brought it for you to replenish your body. The rest are for Ms. Lu's seniors and sisters. Ms. Lu can give it to anyone she wants. Who." After the servant finished speaking, he waved his hand and told his subordinates to leave.

Lu Zhiyun still wanted to call them back, but those people had already gone far away.

"I started seducing men at a young age." Hua Rong sneered, "It's really shameless."

"If you slander me again, I will be rude to you." Lu Zhiyun looked at Huarong indifferently, "You may have misunderstood me, our Lu family is not a good-tempered person, my parents are not, I Brother is not, and I am not."

"Zhiyun, these pastries..." Yang Zheng asked, "What should I do with it?"

"I probably know who sent it, and I'll send it back to him when the time comes." Lu Zhiyun said, "Don't be affected, keep working!"

Fan Yan is very happy recently.He was almost old, and the emperor named him a prince and gave him a mansion.Before long, he too was able to share in court affairs.

"Shaoyu, what do you think of my palace?" Fan Yan touched Lu Shaoyu's shoulders.

Lu Shaoyu pushed his arm away calmly, looked at the layout of the palace: "Not bad."

Although Concubine Chu was not as favored as she was when she was young, she still had something to say to the emperor. How could her son's palace be poor?

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