Non-stick clothing

It's snowing in Zhongzhou, and the snow is falling little by little.

It would be great to be able to curl up on the bed and drink a cup of hot tea in such weather, but those are the couples of leisurely nobles, not theirs.

Boiling medicine all night is boring, so you have to hire someone to accompany you.

Seeing that the doctor who came to see her was about to fall asleep, and she didn't want to sit still, the maid started talking, "Do you know that there is a big event this morning?"

The doctor yawned and said reluctantly, "What's the big deal?"

The maid pretended to be mysterious, and said: "It must start with our Majesty. Who doesn't know that although His Majesty is young, he is a rare empress. The sea of ​​rain and the river are clear.”

Hearing her talk like this, the doctor smiled and said: "You learned from the palace people of Weiyang Palace, you didn't talk like this before."

This maid is not of high birth, but she is not low either. She is always the most arrogant among the crowd. How come she learned to speak like this within a few days after entering Weiyang Palace?

The maid hit her and said with a smile, "Don't make fun of me." She paused, and continued, "Your Majesty, it's just that there are no men or women in the harem, and the princes and daughters are all adopted by the clan, do you know Why?"

"Didn't it mean that His Majesty is busy with government affairs and has no feelings?"

"I think His Majesty is waiting for someone."

"Don't talk nonsense," the doctor frowned, "This is not a joke."

To say it is too small is a joke, but to say it is too big is to try to figure out the holy meaning.

"What nonsense did I say? I heard it with my own ears this morning. His Majesty cried out several times in his dream that he was not sick. Isn't that the name of a person?" The maid said: "And, His Majesty cried when he woke up."

"Crying?" The doctor was taken aback for a moment, feeling even more untrue in his heart.

With His Majesty's temperament, how could he cry in a dream?

"Your Majesty is going to look for Lord Gu when he wakes up. His eyes are red and his voice is trembling when he speaks."

"Which Prince Gu?"

"Of course it's King Jingyang, Lord Gu Lingyuan." The maid said.

It is well known that the emperor likes women, but she still asked.

"Then..." the doctor said, "Your Majesty saw it?"

"No, it is said that the obituary was received in the middle of the night yesterday, and it was reported for the funeral of Prince Jingyang, but it was not reported because His Majesty just took a rest."

……

Duan Changge became ill when she heard the obituary, and she was very ill. She knew it herself, otherwise, how could she see a maid wearing Tsing Yi outside the tent?

I'm afraid it's not some hallucination.

Maids should wear different shades of clothing according to their grades, but they are all purple.

How can someone wear cyan?

Qiudi was burning in the sleeping hall, and the smoke was being exhaled inch by inch from the strange beast's incense burner.

The maid took the medicine and walked towards her.

Duan Changge straightened his body, wanting to see her face when she entered the tent.

When I saw Tsing Yi in front of the tent, I suspected that it was an old friend.

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