Why do you always rush to join me after awakening?

"Did you make this ice jar?"

The voice that sounded above his head came from the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Hongli.

Zhenshu felt a little scared when she heard this, and finally lowered her head and dared not raise it, but still replied in a low voice, "Yes, it was done by this servant."

Hongli questioned this, "Why such a transformation?"

Zhenshu tried hard to recall what Ying'er had said at that time. On the one hand, she felt guilty, and on the other hand, she was afraid of the emperor's power, so it was a bit difficult for her to explain.

"I feel sorry for Concubine Jia. The weather has been hot lately, and the ice cubes can only be preserved for a short time. Concubine Jia is very tired during her pregnancy, so I wanted to give it a try."

"Keep your head up."

"This servant dares not offend His Majesty."

"According to what you said, there are too many people who see my face all day long. Doesn't that mean everyone offends me?"

Zhenshu raised her head and explained with forced composure, "That's not what I meant."

Although Zhenshu was not as beautiful as Concubine Jia, there were still some people the emperor wanted to eat some plain porridge and pickles.

Hongli, with his hands behind his back, was in a good mood and exclaimed in admiration, "My beloved, how come I never realized that a palace maid like you has some abilities? Hahahaha."

Concubine Jia had a gloomy face, as if someone had jumped into a well with her child in their arms. She said in a sour tone, "Since the emperor likes her, I will give her to him."

When Zhenshu heard this, she was shocked and kowtowed immediately.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! This servant dares not overstep the bounds!"

After Zhenshu's bow, Hongli lost interest.

Concubine Jia shook her feet and gloated, "Look how scared the emperor has made Zhenshu. This knock almost makes me feel heartbroken. Why don't you get up and leave?"

"Yes, the slaves retire."

Zhenshu, who often relied on Concubine Jia's power, also had a day of fear and terror.

Based on her understanding of Concubine Jia, she was sure to suffer.

And what is Wei Yanwan doing at this moment?

He was still humming a little tune and happily washing the palace maids' clothes.

“Wash these too!”

"it is good."

"And these of mine!"

"no problem."

Wei Yanwan had a smiling face from beginning to end, and no matter how many clothes the other party brought over, she took them all.

This made the palace maids who were making things difficult for her lose their minds for a moment.

On the way back, several people whispered to each other, "Is Ying'er crazy? She can be happy after washing so many clothes."

"Who knows? If she wants to wash, then she can wash."

One of the young palace maids, probably feeling bad, couldn't help but speak up for Ying'er, "There are so many clothes. If we wash them all, we'll have nothing to eat."

"What's wrong with you? Why are you still speaking up for her? Ying'er was specifically named by Concubine Jia as someone you can bully at will."

"I just, uh."

The little palace maid knew that too much talk would lead to mistakes, so she could only keep quiet and secretly save some food for Ying'er.

How can you be so happy while doing laundry?

"You do not understand."

How can I understand if you don’t tell me?

Wei Yanwan gave Lin Tian a meaningful smile and said mysteriously, "You'll know when the time comes."

Sing it.

The pile of clothes that was as high as a mountain was visibly half finished as Wei Yanwan hummed a tune.

If you can ignore the pain in your arms, hiding in the back and washing clothes is actually a pretty good job.

At least I don’t have to do the work of serving others.

So as to avoid being beaten from time to time.

In my previous life, I learned a lot in order to please the emperor.

Among them, my favorite is Kunqu Opera.

Humming one song after another, Wei Yanwan rarely closed her eyes and fell into some not-so-pleasant memories.

Seeing Wei Yanwan suddenly feeling a little down, Lin Tian asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I was thinking, in my past life, I was always calculating this and that, but in the end, even though my son became the emperor, what did I gain?"

[If your luck had not been taken away, none of this would exist.]

"Forget it, what's the point of saying so much? Now that I can do it again, I will definitely not make the same mistake again."

In this way, Wei Yanwan regained her original energy and spirit and continued to wash clothes.

It wasn't until the evening that she finished washing the pile of clothes.

When she went to get the food, it was gone, just as she expected.

This time, not even a bowl of rotten rice was left for her.

Wei Yanwan thought she would be hungry tonight, but she didn't expect to hear someone calling her quietly from behind.

"Ying'er."

Wei Yanwan tilted her head towards him, pointed at herself with a puzzled expression, and responded, "Me?"

The other party nodded and gestured for her to come over again.

When they reached the corner, the other party directly stuffed a steamed bun into her hands.

As if he was afraid of being seen, he stuffed it into her hand and immediately ran away with his head down.

Wei Yanwan looked at the steamed bun in her hand, a hint of self-mockery appeared on the corner of her mouth, "I didn't expect that someone would give me steamed buns."

She remembered that this little palace maid had the least amount of dirty clothes stuffed into her during the day.

It feels like he just brought a piece of clothing over on purpose as a token of his appreciation.

"Gulu..."

Her stomach sent out hunger signals at the right time, and Wei Yanwan didn't care about her image. She smiled silly and gobbled up the steamed bun.

"Be careful, don't choke."

"Hmm, puff - cough cough -"

Wei Yanwan's mouth was stuffed with something, and when she realized who the voice came from, she couldn't help but spit it out.

The next moment, a hand gently patted her back, fearing that she would choke.

"I told you to be careful, but you still choked? Like a child."

Jinzhong frowned and spoke to Wei Yanwan as if he was coaxing a child.

Because she had just choked, Wei Yanwan raised her head and tilted her neck to look at Jinzhong, her eyes were red, just like a little rabbit, which was really pitiful.

"Are you curious why I'm here?"

Wei Yanwan nodded.

Jinzhong smiled and pinched Wei Yanwan's still plump cheeks, saying lovingly, "It's all your fault. You got the Ice Mirror from me. I heard that all the concubines in the palace wanted an identical one. So, we were short of manpower, so I was temporarily sent here to get it."

Wei Yanwan didn't expect it to happen so soon.

In less than a day, the new style of ice jar spread throughout the harem.

After Wei Yanwan swallowed the steamed bun in her mouth with great effort, she tentatively asked, "Well, does anyone know who made this?"

Seeing her extremely expectant eyes, Jinzhong finally resisted the urge to touch her hair and said with a smile, "Everyone knows that this was done by a maidservant beside Concubine Jia."

Jinzhong changed the subject and continued, "However, this palace maid is not you, but Zhenshu."

When Wei Yanwan heard this answer, she felt relieved instantly.

"You are very clever and more interesting than any other palace maiden I have ever met."