Shen Xue Ziyang

"Young master, all the clothes you asked to prepare are ready."

My thoughts were interrupted by the person answering at the door. It was Xiao Chengzi's voice. He was always alert and quick in doing things around me, and he didn't procrastinate at all in ordering things.

"Bring it to me and see."

It's just a piece of clothing, so it doesn't need to be so much trouble, but I just want to satisfy my curiosity.

The clothes in Xiao Chengzi's hand were made by the tailor in the past two days. I gave him a pattern and asked the tailor to make the clothes according to the pattern without any mistakes.

"The fabrics are well chosen."

When I touched the material of this brocade, it was soft and not sticky, and I could touch the pattern of dark flowers with my fingertips, which shows the excellent workmanship.

"You must not be sloppy with what the young master told you. The tailor understands everything."

Xiao Chengzi can also speak clever words, which is really rare. I wanted to tease him, so I handed him the clothes again and said, "Little Chengzi, let me see if you put on this dress."

"Ah? Young Master, this is absolutely unacceptable. The clothes are too small to wear. If you wear them, you will lose your head." Xiao Chengzi held her head and refused without a pause.

"Hahaha, you still have winks. I'm afraid I can't even wear this dress."

"If you can't wear it with an identity like a son, can it only be worn by the emperor?"

"The emperor...may not like this suit."

The pattern of this dress was drawn by Hao Ci himself back then, and it was originally a gift he prepared for Zi Feng.

In the 18th year of Tianchen, Zifeng went north to Changtian Temple in Sushan alone to visit his grandmother, Empress Dowager An, and he went there for several months.

"Aren't we going?"

It stands to reason that wherever Zifeng goes, Haoci and I should follow, but this time he refused to accompany us.

"This time, you two can rest."

Emperor Mo not only approved our leave, but also rewarded us with flower cakes from Rongde Square, which are exclusively for the royal family and ordinary people cannot eat.

"Why? Is there something tricky?"

In front of Emperor Mo, I didn't shy away at all, I just said what I wanted to say, Hao Ci was frightened by listening to it, and reminded me to pay attention to my words several times.

"You can't hold back your mouth."

Emperor Mo just said that, he will not punish me, I know it very well, just stick out my tongue with a smile.

"I'm afraid Empress Dowager An won't like you. It would be embarrassing for you to go with me. It's better to stay in the palace comfortably."

Emperor Mo sat side by side with us drinking tea and eating snacks, as if we were having a tea party.

"Haoci, eat this, this is sweet." I piled up the flower cakes in front of Haoci, and then continued to ask Emperor Mo, "We have never had any trouble with Empress Dowager An, why doesn't she like us?"

"Well..." Mo Huang took half a mouthful of the flower cake, looked at me first, then at Hao Ci, and finally digested the flower cake in his mouth slowly, and said, "Queen Dowager An She didn't like the deep palace at all, and her relationship with me was also indifferent. After I succeeded to the throne, she felt that she had no burden, so she resolutely left the palace to accompany Qingdeng Ancient Buddha. But after Zifeng was born, she was in her arms If she hugged her before, it would be a great honor for her to give up a little affection to Zifeng."

"That's strange..." I disagree with this statement, "You are the queen mother's son, didn't the queen mother hug you when you were born?"

"How do I know? When I was born, I have no memory..."

Emperor Mo snatched a quarter of the cake from me with an innocent face and swallowed it in one gulp. I just took a bite...

"In this case, let Zi Feng spend this time with the Queen Mother and her old man well. After all, Zi Feng is the only relative she is willing to get close to... Life in the temple is hard, and the Queen Mother must miss her family, even though she behaves It’s very decisive, but there must be a soft and warm place in my heart.”

It's still Haoci who is considerate, can speak, and compares his heart with his heart. I really feel inferior.

In the days when Zi Feng was away, I was really not too strict with myself. I woke up a little less at night than usual, practiced calligraphy with a small stack of papers less than usual, and even changed my three meals a day to two a day. Food, only the time for reading has been extended.

It was during this period of time that Haoci began to draw the drafts of clothing. He had never drawn before, so he was not satisfied with many of the drawings. It took a lot of time until Zifeng came back from Changtian Temple. The artwork isn't finished yet.

After Zifeng came back, he suddenly developed high fever symptoms. The illness came on quickly and fiercely, and he was in a coma all the time. He even vomited some bloodshots in the coma. It was caused by eating unclean food on the way back to the palace from Changtian Temple.

Epidemics are easily transmitted from person to person. Haoci and I are obliged to offer to be personal escorts. We are not afraid of being infected.

The imperial doctor told us a lot of protective measures against the disease, and the two of us followed them very carefully, and started the fight against the disease together with Zifeng.

Zi Feng has been ill for several months, and she is always unconscious, even though the fever has subsided.

Emperor Mo would visit him every day after his court, but the imperial physician did not let him get too close to Zi Feng, and even I didn't dare to approach him easily anymore, in case I was already infected with the disease.

Every day, I would write down Zifeng's situation on a piece of paper, and I would hold up the words in big letters for Emperor Mo to read, and Emperor Mo would also write back to me. This method of communication, which is similar to that of a mute, is useful in such a special period. It seems very precious.

I swear in my heart that when Zi Feng recovers from his illness, I will practice calligraphy hard, make my handwriting more beautiful, and be friends with Emperor Mo.