Chapter 3: As soon as time travels, it becomes a substitute
It has been snowing for several days, and the white ground outside has been covered with a layer of frost. The light is much brighter than usual, and there is a crystal clear glow in the house.
Silently put down the needlework in his hand, opened the window and looked out
It was the birthday of Aunt Li, the steward of the Bureau of Administration, and everyone above the rank went to celebrate. Even little maids like her had a holiday because of it.
The other little palace maids were very happy during the holidays, but she never knew what to be happy about. No matter she had a holiday or not, she was always under the sky within the four-square wall. When she looked up, no matter how blue the sky was, it was all square.
So big
She later found out that she was a pawn of Ning Shuyi, who sent a new maid to the emperor's bed to keep him favored.
But she didn't expect that Ning Shuyi spared her life at the last moment. Maybe it wasn't Ning Shuyi's conscience that discovered it at the last moment. She seemed to hear the emperor's arrival that day.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh
As long as you live, what else do you want to do?
In the past three years, she had lived a life of thin ice, just worried that one day Ning Shuyi would suddenly think of her.
She has completely forgotten the past and does not think about her past identity. She feels that it is a happy thing to be able to live again.
Living in another world, it is difficult to move here. The original owner of this body was too weak. No matter how hard she exercised, she could not return to the silent state before traveling.
If it were like before, she would never stay here and live an ignoble life, she would have slipped out long ago
"Sister Moyan——"
A little palace maid ran in excitedly. On such a cold day, she ran with her face flushed and holding two pastries in her hands. She was so innocent and cute.
"Ruyi, look at how happy you are. Don't yell so much. If your aunt sees it, she will scold you again." He said he was giving a lesson, but there was a faint smile on his face.
The needle management bureau is divided into two departments, one is the clothing management room and the other is the sewing room, which is responsible for replacing the clothes of the palace people in all seasons.
Among them, as a department-level steward, he is responsible for the clothes of the emperor, the queen mother, and the empress.
The head of the harem is responsible for all the concubines and princesses in the harem, as well as the clothes of the prince.
Therefore, except for the secretary-level and the chief-level, the maids of the Needle Management Bureau have no chance to meet those authoritative figures in the palace.
In the end, the steward was assigned to complete the clothes for the palace maids and eunuchs.
In the past two years, Mo Yan has learned to be a good thorn, and coupled with her tolerant and indifferent character, the little maids all like to get close to her.
However, she knew very well that this turbulent palace was only calm on the surface.
"I don't have one. Aunt Liu is not here now." Ruyi stuck out her tongue and smiled cutely.
He said he was not afraid, but he couldn't help but run outside the door to see if anyone was there. Then he ran to Mo Yan and lowered his voice and said, "Do you know what news I heard?"
Mo Yan shook her head, lowered her head and started to work on the embroidery in her hand again. It was a New Year's dress for the Queen Mother. Aunt Liu's request was to embroider hundreds of birds toward the phoenix into engraved silk. It wouldn't be enough if she had less eyesight.
The Queen Mother's clothes are not something ordinary people can touch. Aunt Liu's explanation to her in this way may arouse the jealousy of many people.
However, the human heart is never satisfied. No matter what she does, there will always be such people around her. In this case, it is useless for her to worry.
Seeing that Mo Yan was not curious at all, Ruyi didn't want to, so she put her arms around Mo Yan's neck and said, "Sister Mo Yan, aren't you curious at all?"