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After Chu Lichen finished washing, he walked around the room for a few times, and then went to the courtyard for a while. When Chu Lichen saw the maid busy cleaning outside the hall, he boldly stepped forward and asked Is there anything he can do, but after asking for a long time, no one responded to him, Chu Lichen touched his nose and left angrily.

In the end, he really didn't know what to do, so he could only go back to the room boringly and flip through the family law that he hadn't read before. Although there were still many things he didn't understand, it was enough to pass the time.

At this time, the rain outside gradually stopped.

Chu Lichen stretched his waist and looked out the window. It was almost noon, but Qiu Wen hadn't appeared yet. He had only had one meal since yesterday, and his stomach was already pounding with hunger.

Chu Lichen rubbed his stomach with his mouth flattened, wondering if he should go to the kitchen to find something to eat, when Qiu Wen happened to walk in with the food.

"Let's eat!" Qiu Wen threw the dishes in his hand in front of Chu Lichen, and a few drops of vegetable oil splashed on Chu Lichen's face.

One meat and one vegetable, even the color of the dishes has not changed, as if it was last night's meal.

Chu Lichen wiped his face with his sleeve, looked at the rotten food on the table, frowned slightly, then raised his head and said kindly to Qiu Wen: "If you think it's too troublesome to deliver the food, I can go by myself in the future take."

Qiu Wen sneered, put his hips on his hips and said bluntly: "Why, the young master wants to go out and say that the servant did not serve you well, and asked you to go to the kitchen to get the meal?"

Chu Lichen shook his head and said, "I didn't mean that, but these are indeed a bit...not full..."

Qiuwen seemed to have heard some joke, and smiled contemptuously, "Isn't your son a beggar before? You should be used to living a life without eating a meal. Why do you start to pay attention to it when you arrive at the palace? But You're a beggar, don't try to pretend to be a young master here!"

Chu Lichen pursed his lips and didn't want to refute.

But his silence made Qiu Wen even more excited, "Okay, finish eating quickly, I have to take it to the back kitchen to wash for the cook later, and I have to wash it myself when it's late, it's really troublesome !"

Chu Lichen hugged the job bowl, his five fingers slowly tightened, he gritted his teeth and said: "I can wash it myself."

Qiu Wen waved his hand, "You said this yourself, so you can clean it up yourself."

After Qiu Wen left, Chu Lichen picked up the chopsticks and casually picked up the rice that was still edible in the bowl. At this moment, he suddenly understood that there is actually no difference between being in the palace and being outside.

After that, Chu Lichen secretly dumped the rotten vegetables on the plate, put the cleaned dishes on the table, and then lay back on the bed. Chu Lichen smiled relievedly under the quilt, thinking comfortingly: Not too bad, at least the bed was comfortable.

Anyway, I have nothing to do and I am hungry, so I might as well sleep.

Not long after Chu Lichen fell asleep, there was a knock on the door. He went to open the door suspiciously, and found that the maid of the palace outside was leading a middle-aged man in luxurious brocade clothes standing in the corridor. The man was followed by two fellows.

Seeing such a familiar scene, Chu Lichen couldn't help being a little scared, so he subconsciously took a few steps back.

But the man didn't do anything to Chu Lichen, he just approached and bowed respectfully to him, "You are Mr. Chu, right? This is the shopkeeper of Jin Yuntang. The prince specially ordered me to record the size of Mr. Chu personally. In the future, I will tailor winter clothes for you.”

Although Chu Lichen was originally the son of the richest man in the capital, due to his mother's background and his status as a concubine, he never wore custom-made clothes. In the past, he wore clothes made by his mother himself, or ready-made clothes from a clothing store. commoner.

He only heard about Jinyuntang when he was begging for money. It was the best tailor shop in the whole city.

The shopkeeper had never seen Chu Lichen before, but after the Chu family fell into ruin, he could often hear about Chu Lichen from the guests who came and went to Jinyun Hall, and now he saw that Chu Lichen was handsome and lived in the palace In the wing room, it is assumed that Chu Lichen is Murong Chengdu's male favourite.

But just when the shopkeeper saw Li Chen's ordinary attire, he couldn't help being slightly startled, but his attitude didn't change at all, then he took the measuring tape from the assistant behind him, and said to Chu Lichen with a smile: "So please take off your coat, young master."

Chu Lichen didn't react for a while, and waved his hands again and again: "Ah? Actually, it doesn't need to bother, I can wear whatever I want, no matter how big or small I can wear."

Seeing this, the shopkeeper didn't laugh at Chu Lichen, but instead laughed, "If you don't make winter clothes according to your master's stature, wouldn't it be a waste of that dazzled cloud cloth?"

"Dazzling cloud cloth?"

The shopkeeper patiently explained: "The Liaoyun cloth produced by Jiangnan General Manager is worth a hundred taels of gold."

Chu Lichen's beautiful dark eyes were wide open, "Shopkeeper, are you right? How could the lord agree to make winter clothes for me with lingering cloud cloth!"

When the shopkeeper was questioned by Chu Lichen, he was taken aback by his playful appearance. When he came back to his senses, he first looked at the maid outside the door in surprise, and then at his own assistant, "Aren't you Chu Lichen, Young Master Chu?"

Chu Lichen nodded and said, "I am Chu Lichen."

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, "That's right. Mr. Chu, it's better not to ask more questions, lest the prince will blame you if you delay the time, your winter clothes prince only gave us Jinyun Hall ten days."

Chu Lichen just nodded his head lightly, and then he was fooled around by several people for a long time.

After the people from Jinyuntang left, Chu Lichen stood there and hesitated for a while, the winter clothes would take ten days to make, but now he only has the one on his body and has nothing to replace, what should we do?

So Chu Lichen rummaged in the wing room for a long time, and only found a few thin clothes in the closet. He took them out and tried them on his body. He found that even if he wore two clothes, the material would still leak air. , He couldn't help but feel a little lost holding the clothes in his hands.

After all, Chu Lichen didn't know that in the past, all the concubines and male pets stayed in the wing room. For the convenience of sleeping, there were no warm clothes in the closet.

However, although Chu Lichen didn't gain much this time, he was still very relieved. He didn't expect the prince to be so kind to him, even willing to use the valuable Liaoyun cloth to make winter clothes for him.

Thinking of this, Chu Lichen hurriedly put on his coat and rushed to the pavilion, wanting to thank Murong Cheng himself, but the guards outside the pavilion told him that the prince was reading official documents in the study and no one was there.

Chu Lichen pursed his lips and smiled, not thinking too much, and thought to himself that he would have a chance to thank the prince face to face in two days.

But in the next few days, Chu Lichen never saw Murong Chengdu again. Although the pavilion and the wing room were in the same courtyard, Murong Chengdu never told him to go there, nor did he visit the wing room. Forgot that there is such a person as Chu Lichen.

Late autumn is coming to an end, and early winter has come, Chu Lichen's winter clothes are still three days away, but he has no more clothes to wear...

Sure enough, one day Chu Lichen developed a high fever for no reason.