"It's like this, your sister Xiyu..." The eldest lady said as she looked at Yun Xiyu, who had her eyebrows lowered and her eyes submissive, and then looked at Yun Jingchu with a pleading look on her face, "I just got my haircut this year.
I want her to live in the palace for a few days and let the nuns in the palace teach her etiquette. Although her mother has taught her at home, she can't compare to the nuns in the palace. If I can get the nuns in the palace,
With the help of those nuns here, I won’t have to worry about marrying into my husband’s family in the future.”
Send your daughter to the palace to learn etiquette? It’s because of her dress. I’m afraid she’s here to seduce the emperor, right? No wonder she thinks the scene today is similar.
They say they are similar, but they are also different. Back then, Dongfang Chen was so fascinated by Yun Xiyao that when the eldest lady came to the palace to see her, although she was a little bit flattering, she was also full of confidence and a little bit for her.
Good hypocrisy and superiority complex.
Nowadays, Dongfang Chen has not shown any interest in Yun Xiyu, so the eldest lady's attitude towards her is becoming more and more flattering, and her posture becomes more humble.
He was sneering in his heart, but Yun Jingchu showed no trace of it on his face. He smiled slightly and said readily: "Okay, as a sister, I can still help you with this."
"Then thank you very much, Jingshu Yu'er, why don't you thank your elder sister quickly." The eldest lady was overjoyed and hurriedly pulled Yun Xiyu's sleeve.
Yun Xiyu was also overjoyed, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then she quickly stood up and thanked Yun Jingchu: "Thank you, eldest sister."
"Well. Okay, mother, I'm tired and I need to rest. Xiyu, you can stay here for now. I will make arrangements." Yun Jingshu said as he picked up the teacup, with a look of farewell on his face.
"Yes, yes. Then I'll leave first." The eldest lady stood up, bowed, and was about to leave. Suddenly she thought of something and couldn't help but pause. A trace of hesitation appeared on her face, and then she looked at Yun Jingchu hesitantly.
, "Jingshu, I also want to see Xiyao, is that okay?"
Yun Jingchu paused while drinking tea, and then said calmly: "Of course it's okay, but mother will go and have a look, say a few words and then leave. Don't stay too long, otherwise it will be difficult for me."
"Yes, yes, that's natural." The eldest lady responded repeatedly.
"Xuejiu, take my mother to the Cold Palace. Remember, you have to remind her when the time is up and don't let her stay any longer." Yun Jingchu ordered Xuejiu behind him.
"Yes, empress." Xuejiu came out, bowed to Yun Jingchu, then walked towards the eldest lady, polite but coldly said, "Mrs. Yun, please come with me."
"Xiyu, mother is leaving first. You stay here and listen to your eldest sister's words." The eldest lady hurriedly warned her and left in a hurry with Xuejiu.
"Xiyu, you sit here first. I will go and rest for a while, and then I will ask someone to arrange your affairs." Yun Jingchu yawned, stood up holding Xueying's hand, and walked out.
"Yes, sister. I understand." Yun Xiyu bowed respectfully. It was not until Yun Jingchu left that he stood up, returned to his original position and sat down.
Cold palace.
Yun Xiyu lay dying on the bed, coughing and wiping her nose.
She had stayed in the cold palace for five full days. Because she was not used to cold dishes and sour rice, she had to lie on the ground and stay up late picking beans, and was bullied and tortured by the slaves in various ways. Yun Xiyao fell ill.
She suffered from fever, cough, general weakness, and recurrence of aphthous ulcers all over her mouth. She was in so much pain that she wished she could die immediately.
However, she had to endure all kinds of difficulties, because as long as she was alive, there was hope, and only when she was alive could she look forward to the day when she would get rid of all this.