Rubbing her sore wrist, Yun Xiyao looked at the two little palace maids sitting on small stools next to her to supervise her, and said with a kind and flattering smile: "Can you help me ask the Queen for instructions? Just say that I have already
I’ve finished copying it, can you let me go back first and continue copying tomorrow!”
"I'm sorry, Concubine Shu. Without the Queen's will, the servants cannot leave without authorization." Unexpectedly, the little palace maid said with a cold face.
Yun Xiyao took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, thought about it, and decided to rest first and wait for Xueying to convey the queen's will.
However, she did not expect that the message that was waiting for her was: "Empress Shu, the sky is dark, and the Empress asked me to bring you a lamp to facilitate your copying."
The last glimmer of hope failed. Yun Xiyao wanted to throw down the book on the spot. She gritted her teeth and endured it. Her words still had a hint of gunpowder: "Ms. Xueying, I have been copying for a day and I am already very tired. Can you please
I'll go back and rest first, and then copy it again tomorrow?"
"This slave cannot be the master. This slave is only here to convey the Queen's will. Queen Shu, you should hurry up and copy it." Xueying said coldly, put down the lamp, and left.
Yun Xiyao sat on her heels as if she had lost her soul. After a long time, she adjusted herself, straightened up, and continued to copy.
As long as the green hills remain, she will not be afraid of running out of firewood. She will remember the humiliation she has suffered these days and repay "Yun Jingshu" one by one in the future.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and the light is like a bean. The light is weak and can illuminate very little of the paper. Gradually, Yun Xiyao feels that the words on the book are getting more and more unclear, and her eyes are getting more and more sour...
Helpless, she had to discuss with the two little maids guarding her again, "Can you light another lamp for me? It's really too dark."
Naturally, her answer was also rejection: "I'm sorry, Concubine Shu, without the Queen's will, we can't make the decision."
Time passed by minute by second, and just when Yun Xiyao was hungry, Snow Vulture brought dinner: "Shu Fei, the queen has a decree, asking you to have dinner first, and then continue copying after you finish it."
You want to copy?! Yun Xiyao almost collapsed. She thought it was almost bedtime and it was time for her to go back.
However, fortunately, the food she ate this time was not the red one, and Yun Xiyao breathed a sigh of relief.
In order to relieve the fatigue of copying books, Yun Xiyao deliberately slowed down her eating speed. However, about two quarters of an hour later, before she had finished eating, the two little maids stood up, took away the bowl in front of her, and then
Expressionlessly, he said: "The Queen has an order to give you two quarters of an hour to eat, and then continue copying."
Yun Xiyao hated "Yun Jingshu" to her core, and she cursed in her heart while copying the book.
Yun Jingchu stood outside the door, looking at Yun Xiyao who was exuding a hazy atmosphere, and smiled slightly.
How could she not be allowed to taste all the humiliation she suffered back then? Now it's just a warm-up, the exciting part is yet to come. Back then, she had no food to eat if she couldn't finish picking the beans, and she had to sit in a quiet place at night
He continued under the dim oil lamp, but she was in good health and had food to eat, but she was not satisfied.
"Change two people to guard Concubine Shu and let her copy until midnight. Then give her a quilt and sleep in the side hall." After watching for a while, Yun Jingchu turned around and told Xuejiu.
"Yes, empress." Xue Jiu respectfully replied while mourning for Yun Xiyao.