The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

After everyone left, Ford began to ask Little Leo: "Are they often together in this cold palace?"

Little Li explained: "The ladies in the cold palace live in poverty, so some of them live together. The one just now was the late emperor's Concubine He. She lives with another Concubine Yu. The Concubine Yu's brain has already..."

As he said this, Little Leo pointed to his head, his meaning was self-evident, and Ford instantly understood what he meant.

After the first person appeared, the figures behind him also appeared one by one.

Even so, Fude's hands were not warm at all as he served the food, and his whole body was stiff. The more this was the case, the more he felt pity for these ladies who came from afar just to get food.

"Pah," Fude rubbed his palms and stood up straight. Really, his life was not that good, but he was worried about these masters who had enjoyed a good life.

He didn't notice that the young eunuch next to him suddenly lit up his eyes after seeing a figure, "Song An! Miss Song An!"

The surprised voice and excited tone were something Ford didn't notice at first, but now he noticed it. He turned his head and looked at Leo.

At this moment, Little Li did not notice the look in the eyes of his new boss, Grandpa Fude. He looked at Song An in surprise, and his eyes were looking at the empty back behind her. A trace of disappointment flashed across his face, but he quickly covered it up and said with a smile: "Miss Song An, come and get your own meal."

"Yes." The little palace maid's voice was clear and loud.

Ford thought that it was Leo who liked this little palace maid. He looked over and found that the little palace maid was not outstanding in appearance. The only outstanding thing was probably her pair of clear and bright eyes. At first glance, he knew that she was a girl with good ideas. Ford nodded secretly. It was not surprising that he liked such a girl with good character.

"This must be the new eunuch in charge! Hello, eunuch. I am Song An, a palace maid in Dongguan Palace, and my master is Concubine Wan." Song An said generously with a cheerful smile on her face.

Fude was relieved by the smile on her face, and a smile appeared on his face inadvertently. Hearing these familiar words, he actually felt like he was still outside the cold palace for a moment, which made him stunned for a moment.

If this was said outside the cold palace, he would be very familiar with it, but it was strange for someone to say it in the cold palace. Fude subconsciously greeted her, "Hello, Miss Song An."

"I wish you good luck every year."

"Well, Miss Song An is the same." Everyone likes to hear auspicious words, and so does Fude, because this polite and sensible little palace maid also has a subtle liking for the master behind her.

However, after listening to her words, Fude also realized that the master he served was the only concubine of the new emperor who was banished to the cold palace. Looking at the mental state of the little palace maid, Fude thought that it seemed that Concubine Wan should be in good spirits and had not given up on herself.

After finishing the meal, Ford looked at Song An who was walking away, and joked to Xiao Li who was still staring at the distance, "People are far away, why are you still looking?"

"Eunuch Fu, I'm not..." Little Leo knew that Eunuch Fude had misunderstood him, but he didn't know how to explain it for a moment. Looking at Eunuch Fude's teasing eyes and the name that was destined not to be spoken, he finally swallowed the words in his stomach.

Dongguan Palace.

If Leo and Fude were to come and see it, their prejudice against the cold palace would surely be broken. The current Dongguan Palace is no longer the shabby scene when they first arrived.

The snow from the next yard to Dongguan Palace was swept clean, and a few clean stone slabs were laid in the yard. The trees that were about to die were rejuvenated again. A layer of white cloth was covered under the trees, and green vegetables were faintly visible underneath.

The house was also renovated, especially the kitchen, where a simple hole was dug and connected to the bed. Modern people would probably know that it was a simple kang that could be heated.

This warm bed is now crowded with a group of women who are not too old.

Several people were staring at the girl knitting a sweater under the quilt, either with curiosity or confusion. The woman sitting on the bed looked obviously older than the girl, but her eyes were particularly innocent, looking like a baby.

Qingyin smiled lightly and gently slapped away a little hand that tried to make trouble, "Ayu, be good. Sister will knit clothes for you, so you won't be cold on the boat."

"Aren't you cold?" The one causing trouble was a woman in a pink coat, she repeated Qingyin's words in a daze.

"Yes, it's not cold!" Qingyin coaxed her.

"You are quite patient, and you don't find them annoying." A thin woman in a green cotton jacket walked in. She had a serious look and cold eyes. She was holding a wooden box. It was called a wooden box, but in fact it was just a peeling wooden box that was found from somewhere and placed on the table.

"Isn't it the same with Alan? I can't compare to Alan in terms of patience."

"Alan, come and try on my clothes. If it's too big, I can alter it." Qingyin waved at the woman in the distance and said with a smile.

The woman named Alan, also known as the late emperor's concubine He, was originally named He Zhulan. Her family was considered a noble family, but after she was banished to the cold palace, the entire family quietly retreated. Although their power was not as great as before, it did not mean that they were completely deserted.

This is also the reason why she always has some spare money in the cold palace.

"Isn't it made for that idiot Chen Xiuyu?"

Qingyin looked helplessly at He Zhulan, who looked indifferent. "Ayu rarely goes out, so it's not cold to stay in my room. You go out every day, so you can't get cold. I'll weave Ayu's later."

As she spoke, Qingyin gently took He Zhulan's hand and asked her to try on the sweater.

During the fitting process, He Zhulan did not resist at all, but cooperated very well.

A-Yu, who was standing beside them, stared at the two of them with sparkling eyes, clapped her hands and laughed, "Hey, A-lan wears it, A-lan wears it!"

The women around her followed her lead and started chanting: "Alan, Alan wears it, Alan wears it, hehe..."

He Zhulan was annoyed when she heard this. She glared at the little fool who was leading the group and laughing happily, and said viciously, "Fool, don't you know your clothes have been taken away!"

Qingyin looked at the people who were playing around gently. The sweater was suitable, He Zhulan had already taken it off and folded it neatly in front of Qingyin.

A Yu, also known as Chen Xiu Yu, was the concubine of the late emperor, just like He Zhulan. They knew each other before. He Zhulan was ten years older than her and married the late emperor earlier than her. Chen Xiu Yu's mother and He Zhulan's mother used to be best friends, but later they separated because of marriage and the discord between their fathers. However, their relationship was still good at the beginning. According to He Zhulan, she held her in her arms when she was twelve years old.

However, she didn't expect that the baby in her arms would also enter the palace, and her temperament became more and more stubborn. Because she made a mistake, she was disliked by the late emperor and thrown into the cold palace together with her. Then Chen Xiuyu went crazy.

No one knew what He Zhulan was thinking, but she had been taking care of the crazy Chen Xiu Yu for ten years.