king's concubine

Chapter 79
Ling'er wanted to say something, but felt that what she said was right, she scratched her head and hurriedly went to work.

Rong Huazheng put on her clothes and looked at her white hair, thinking that it must be because she had slept for two days without taking medicine, otherwise her hair would have entered the stage of returning to black.Hey, I wasted two days in vain.But...lol

Ha, it seems that I will be able to do martial arts this time!

Rong Huazheng took some time to take a shower, and when she appeared in the main hall, the little kid was so hungry that he was lying on the table with his stomach in his arms. When he saw Ronghua Zheng, he pouted and complained: "Sister Zheng, you So slow."

Before Rong Huazheng came in, he smelled a very pleasant smell, but recently he saw the three people at the table doing their own things. Everything on the table was heated with bamboo charcoal and covered with a lid. There was no sign of movement either.

Rong Huazheng was startled, looked at Yu Wencan who did not take his eyes off the scroll even when she appeared, and said, "My lord, this..."

Yu Wencan stretched out his hand to turn a page of the book, and said with a frown, "I don't want others to say that I have treated you badly."

uh, is it?The two children scratched their heads and looked at Yu Wencan when they heard the words. They seemed to have heard him tell her to wait for her before moving their chopsticks. Why...

Sensing the sight of the two, Xia Hou coughed lightly, and the people beside him immediately stepped forward to lift the lid on the table cleverly, and ordered porridge for the four of them in an orderly manner.

Yu Wencan was still reading the book, Rong Huazheng looked at the porridge that was still steaming, and said, "My lord, the porridge is getting cold..."

"Hmm." Yu Wencan then put down the book in his hand, slowly picked up the spoon on the delicate small plate, and began to eat gracefully.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Rong Huazheng always felt that Yu Wencan's face seemed to be a little red, um, it must be from the heat of the porridge, that girl's face is too thick.

Rong Huazheng hadn't finished her meal, but only drank two bowls of porridge, dessert and special buns, when someone came to report that Aunt Ye had arrived at the gate.Rong Huazheng just put a mouthful of porridge into his mouth, and almost choked his nose when he heard the words.She still remembered what Yu Wencan said in her room, so.He quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand, grabbed a bun in one hand as he did during the special training, and ran towards the main hall like a gust of wind.

Yu Wencan knows that she eats a lot on weekdays, two bowls of porridge and two steamed buns are not enough, and this time she has been hungry for two days, and her stomach is probably already empty, which is not enough for her to stuff her teeth, so she frowned and stopped her : "Zhenger..."

Rong Huazheng thought he wouldn't let her take the buns to the main hall, so she bit off a not-so-small bun while running, sobbing, and said vaguely: "My lord, you have a lot of adults, so let me go. Just once..." Before the words finished, the man turned into the corner and disappeared.

Yu Wencan's hand holding the spoon froze, and her thin lips pursed.

Xiahou Guo helped his forehead, Madam is really serious, can't it be true that there is no blame in Wang Ye's words...

The little boy blinked his big eyes, and said brightly: "Brother Can, Sister Zheng likes to eat this pear flower cake the most. How about me, uh..." Before he finished speaking, Rong Huating covered him .

Rong Huating pretended not to see the anger and doubt in the little kid's eyes, and sighed slightly: "Your Majesty Xiyan is greedy, sister Zheng is already full, obviously you love to eat." To say that others are stupid, in fact, he is even more stupid. Didn't you see that the prince's face is very bad now?

"Hmm..." The little kid stared at Rong Huating with big moist eyes.

Rong Huating pretended not to see it, looked into the little kid's eyes and said, "Now eat obediently, you know?"

The little brat nodded, and Rong Huating let go of the palm that held him captive.

As soon as the little kid was freed, he immediately stared at Rong Huating angrily, and then angrily grabbed a spoon and randomly stuffed porridge into his little mouth, making it all over his face.He was just venting, and he didn't understand, he obviously didn't like pear flower cakes, so why did he become greedy?
Because Rong Huazheng ate food boldly in the past special training, she has long been used to eating big mouthfuls, so even a bun will not block her throat.However, she had to admit that she was not full yet!Stretching out his hand to touch his still completely flat stomach, Rong Huazheng lamented why he didn't grab a few more buns just now, and now he doesn't feel so uncomfortable with a half-empty stomach.

Sitting on the stool, she sighed deeply, wondering why Aunt Ye was so strict, why didn't people put the food in the main hall, otherwise she wouldn't be hungry.There was a mournful cry in her heart, and suddenly, a pear blossom scent hit her, she was startled, and turned her head quickly, only to see Little Kid and Rong Huating coming over holding Xiaodie cakes.

Rong Huazheng didn't know how to describe his feeling for a moment, he felt warm in his chest, ran over and grabbed the pastry on the plate and started to eat, took a few mouthfuls, and said, "Does the lord know?"

Rong Huating's eyes were a bit complicated, and he wanted to say something, but he thought that Prince Gongjin must be a face-saving person, and he definitely didn't want Sister Zheng to know that he cared about her, so he shook his head, "No, I don't know..."

"A man is hesitant to speak no matter what he says." Rong Huazheng stared at him, "It was fine before, but you can't be like this in the future, you know, you will learn to be bad."

"Oh." Rong Huating nodded obediently.

"Well, good boy!" Rong Huazheng stretched out his hand to touch his head, and saw that Aunt Ye had stepped into the front yard of the main hall with sharp eyes, quickly grabbed another bun and put it in his mouth, then waved his hand and said: "You two Get out quickly, don't be seen by Aunt Ye."

The two went out quickly, and when Aunt Ye walked in, Rong Huazheng had already swallowed what was in her mouth, seeing Aunt Ye's indifferent eyes and smiling, she said sweetly, "Hi, Master."

Aunt Ye turned a blind eye to her flattery, glanced at her blankly, sat down gracefully, and said coldly: "You owe me a hundred flowers, and you still have two days of classes."

Rong Huazheng's scalp went numb, and then he smiled apologetically, "Master, let's be a master and apprentice, it seems that this word is inappropriate to use between us..."

"You disagree with what I said?"

"No, no..." There was a lot of objection, she owed her a hundred flowers, yes, but she was drunk for two days, how could this be counted?This is simply not a robber but a robber!

"Hmph!" Aunt Ye snorted softly, took out the things she needed without making a sound, then threw the needle and thread to her, and said coldly, "Thread the needle and thread for me."

Rong Huazheng didn't dare to say no, she took the things quickly with sharp eyesight.Because she had been observing how Auntie Ye threaded needles in the past two days, she was eccentric and quick to learn, so she quickly finished threading the needle and thread, then handed it to Auntie Ye with a smile, and said: " Master, I'm ready." Hehe, she must be fast enough this time.

Who knew that Aunt Ye was not satisfied at all, she put away her things, put all the needlework tools in front of her, and said: "How does a person's needlework skills determine a person's embroidery skills to a certain extent? The speed of the needle is being seen by others, so you can’t make fun of it?" After saying that, he stared at her and said, "I have learned this superficially after following me for two days, so I am ashamed to ask for credit here, and now I am practicing needlework for half an hour."

Rong Huazheng didn't dare to refute anything else, but Aunt Ye couldn't say anything right. She took the needle and thread and muttered: "Many old people have bad eyesight and poor needle threading skills, but their embroidery skills are not good. Bad."

Aunt Ye narrowed her eyes coldly when she heard the words, and her cheeks flushed with anger, "Aren't you going to start threading the needle now, and just give me this here?"

Rong Huazheng swallowed, and said repeatedly: "Don't dare, don't dare..."

Aunt Ye gave her a gouged look, and said coldly: "If you still have this speed after practicing for half an hour, then I will get up an hour earlier every day to practice how to thread a needle."

Get up one hour early every day, and one hour is two hours.What is the concept of two hours? If it was in her previous life, she would sleep for less than two hours a day when she was on a mission. In two hours, she can assemble a lot of guns and weapons, and can research what elements are in the enemy virus. , can make her eat and drink several times...

Aunt Ye thought she had no objection, so she was a little satisfied, but the next sentence said: "Today, you have to embroider the hundred flowers I ordered earlier, and..." She said, opening the door she just opened. From the box she brought, she took out two books and placed them in front of her eyes, saying, "Read them within two days."

Ronghua Zheng didn't even glance at the two books, because in her eyes, reading books was much better than not doing embroidery anyway. She thought that the task given by Aunt Ye this time was easier than the last time. Tonight she You can easily read the two books, and then embroider dozens of flowers, so there will probably be a lot of time for yourself tomorrow!Rong Huazheng thought wonderfully, and nodded happily.

Aunt Ye is actually quite satisfied with her performance today, she nods her head and doesn't intend to scold her again, picks up the needle and thread that Rong Huazheng has threaded before, beckons someone to bring a good piece of fabric, and motions for her to be serious and careful. Look, said: "Since this is the case, let's start today's class."

Rong Huazheng was still bowing her head and earnestly threading the needle, but when she heard this, she lost her mind and the needle tip stuck into her snow-white finger.She frowned, and pulled out the needle that almost pierced the bone from her hand. After thinking about it, she asked, "Master, didn't you say to practice needle threading for half an hour first?"

Aunt Ye choked, her face showed a rare bit of embarrassment, but she stared at her beautiful eyes, and said, "Don't tell me I need you to teach me what I want?"

Rong Huazheng was aggrieved, touched the tip of his nose, "Don't dare."

"You arrange the acupuncture time yourself, no matter what, show me your progress before the afternoon!" Aunt Ye didn't care what Rong Huazheng would think of her incoherent words, and continued what she just said: "The course starts now." .”

Rong Huazheng hummed softly in her heart, as the old saying goes, knowing a mistake can make a big difference, she is a good teacher, she speaks harshly when she is clearly wrong, and shows no sign of repentance.She murmured in her heart, but she didn't dare to be honest, so she could only helplessly look at the cloth in Aunt Ye's hand.

In fact, it is not so much a fabric as a ready-made garment, because that piece of fabric is already a garment, and this garment looks ordinary, but both the tailoring and the fabric are excellent, but there is no Just a little embellishment.

"Do you know how to tailor clothes?" Aunt Ye asked.

"don't know."

"Then do you know how to match the color, embroidery pattern and color of a robe properly?"

(End of this chapter)