The day before the palace banquet, the first snow fell in the capital.
Compared with previous years when it started snowing at the end of October, the snow in Beijing came much later, but it was also colder than in previous years.
When Wen Jiaojiao got up from his sleep, he found that several stoves had been placed in the hall. It started to snow heavily last night. Yuzhu and the others found that it was getting colder and colder, so they added an extra quilt to Wen Jiaojiao.
The queen woke up once in the night and found that it had become a little cold. She also heard from Qingquan that it was snowing heavily outside, so she sent someone to deliver charcoal fire and other items to the side hall where Wen Jiaojiao lived.
Wen Jiaojiao slept relatively soundly, and with the stove beside her bed, the entire side hall was warm and fumed, and she did not wake up even once during the night.
Wen Jiaojiao lazily leaned on the bed, Yuzhu was waiting for her to get up and wash up, and Fengxin was preparing the clothes for Wen Jiaojiao to wear today.
Yesterday, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince told the fourth lady that the Yingqing Palace had been decorated and he wanted to take her to see it.
It was still snowing heavily outside and it was much colder than yesterday. Feng Xin asked Wen Jiaojiao to dig out the thick clothes Xiao Yurong had prepared for her in advance.
Xiao Yurong had long expected that it would snow heavily during these days, so she rummaged through the clothes she would wear in winter in advance, washed them all, and scented them to make them more comfortable for Jiao Jiao.
When Wen Jiaojiao heard that it was snowing heavily outside, she climbed onto the couch by the window and opened the window to look outside.
The outside of the palace was covered with white snow, and it was still snowing heavily. There were palace servants sweeping the snow on the walking path. The palace servants all put on thicker winter clothes and went back and forth in Fengyi Palace doing their own business.
"Miss, put on your clothes quickly, be careful not to catch a cold!"
Feng Xin quickly put a thick coat on her.
Wen Jiaojiao watched from a distance as several palace attendants entered Fengyi Palace carrying pots of flowers and stood in the courtyard.
Look at the flower pots in their hands, they look like plum blossoms.
Wen Jiaojiao thought that it would be nice to place a pot of plum blossoms in front of the window with the heavy snow falling outside.
As for her pollen allergy, it's just a pot of flowers, and it's not like pollen is flying everywhere in spring. It's better if she doesn't come into contact with the pollen.
Wen Jiaojiao thought this way. After getting dressed, he wrapped himself in a thick cloak and walked out of the palace.
"Miss, slow down, be careful of falling."
Yuzhu supported Wen Jiaojiao, and a clean path had been swept out, but she had to step on the snow. Being a child, they had no choice but to accompany her walking on the snow.
Wen Jiaojiao played in the snow for a while, fearing that her shoes would get wet, and then walked back to the road without snow.
At this time, Qingquan and the others were instructing the palace attendants to place these flowers in the corner.
Originally, there were several plum trees planted in the courtyard of Fengyi Palace, but because Wen Jiaojiao was allergic to pollen, they were dug up and only some flowers were placed in the corners in different seasons.
These plum blossoms are also potted plants, so I change them with different flowers when the seasons change.
"Sister Qingquan, I want to put a pot of plum blossoms in the palace, just under the window."
Qingquan saw Wen Jiaojiao coming over and saluted her. Hearing that she wanted a pot of plum blossoms, Qingquan said, "But Miss Fourth, you can't touch the flowers."
After saying that, he asked the palace attendant to quickly move the flowers farther away.
"It's okay, it's just a small pot of flower. I'll be fine if I don't touch it."
Qingquan still didn't dare to give it, but when she saw Wen Jiaojiao's big flashing eyes looking at her, she immediately softened her heart and said, "Okay, Miss Fourth, please be careful not to touch the flowers."
As he spoke, Wen's bright eyes turned around among the various plum blossoms held in the hands of the palace attendants, and pointed at one of the pots of red plums that were blooming beautifully, "Let's take that pot."
Qingquan waved to the palace attendant holding the flowers, "Come here and give the flowers to Miss Fourth to send to her palace."
The palace attendant walked up to Wen Jiaojiao holding the flowers and wanted to show her again. Qingquan immediately pulled him away: "Don't get too close to the fourth lady, she can't touch the flowers."
The palace attendant immediately put down the flowers and kowtowed to Wen Jiaojiao: "You deserve to die!"
Wen Jiaojiao did not expect that just Qingquan's reminder would cause the young palace attendant to kneel down immediately in fright, and Qingquan did not blame him.
"It's okay, get up quickly."
Qingquan also felt that this little palace servant had overreacted, so she just reminded him without any reproach in her tone.
But when she saw the little palace attendant standing up holding flowers, with bruises on her wrists and vague scars on her neck, she understood what was going on.
In the palace, people always worship those who are superior and those who are inferior. This little palace attendant does not look like he is thirteen or fourteen years old. He must have just entered the palace not long ago, and he got a pretty good job. Newcomers will always be treated with status.
Being bullied by waiters who are taller than you or who are more respectable.
At this age, if the family has some money to manage, it will not just be working in the greenhouse, it must be earned by oneself.
Wen Jiaojiao also discovered the injury on his hand. The wrist was bruised and swollen, and his clothes were thin. It was cold to her on this snowy day.
"Why are you hurt?"
Wen Jiaojiao blurted out this question. If it was just a minor injury, she wouldn't have bothered with it. She looked like she had been beaten.
This palace attendant has a delicate and childish face, and looks to be about the same age as her.
"In reply to your words, your servant accidentally fell while doing something. Please take care of me."
Wen Jiaojiao is not stupid, how can he fall like this?
"Feng Xin, please take the flowers back and give him the bottle of trauma medicine in the medicine box that my mother brought me."
Feng Xin took the flower pot from the little palace attendant and soon came over with a small porcelain vase.
Wen Jiaojiao took the porcelain bottle from Feng Xin and handed it to the little palace attendant. The little palace attendant lowered his head and did not dare to look at Wen Jiaojiao, let alone take this extremely precious thing to him.
He glanced at the porcelain vase quietly. The exquisite porcelain vase alone looked extremely valuable. How could he use such a good thing?
Wen Jiaojiao handed it forward: "Take it."
Qingquan thought that the little palace attendant had just taken care of the plum blossoms and might have pollen on his hands, so he stretched out his hands to Wen Jiaojiao and said, "Miss Fourth, let me give it to him."
Wen Jiaojiao gave the medicine to Qingquan.
Qingquan grabbed the hand of the young palace attendant and directly pressed the medicine bottle into his hand.
"You take what the fourth lady gave you."
The young palace attendant knelt on the ground again and kowtowed to Wen Jiaojiao, "Thank you, noble man."
Wen Jiaojiao: "Get up quickly. There is no need to give such a big ceremony. Don't let others bully you in the future. If anyone bullies you, you will bully them back. They are all children of father and mother, so don't be angry with them."
The young palace attendant lowered his head and said softly: "I will remember this."
The leading eunuch greeted the palace attendants and got ready to go back. The young palace attendant stood at the back of the team. When leaving Fengyi Palace, he couldn't help but look back.
I saw her standing amidst a blanket of silver, her red dress and white snow were even more gorgeous than the red plum blossoms, as bright as a flame in the snow.