As the saying goes: When it snows, it turns into cold snow.
The meaning of this sentence is: the temperature is not the coldest when it snows, but after it snows and the snow melts, that is when people feel the coldest temperature.
This is because melting snow will absorb the surrounding heat, and at the same time, melting snow will also increase the humidity of the air, so people will feel more clammy and cold. At this time, Ji Ling followed the large group of people out of the palace gate and was blown away by the cold wind.
Blowing, she suddenly began to tremble. Qixi felt that her master was afraid of the cold, and immediately pressed close to her. A warm little hand hugged her waist from behind, trying to warm her with his own body temperature, and the other hand pressed tightly against her.
On the back of Ji Ling's cold hand.
Ji Ling felt a warmth in her heart: Although she had no one to know after she traveled back in time, having this loyal Qixi following her was like carrying a small heater in her clothes in the heavy snow. After all, she was doing a lot of ironing.
Because the incident happened suddenly, and Ji Ling was the most inconspicuous and the lowest status Chang Zai, it was naturally impossible for others to wait for her to freshen up and change clothes.
Moreover, Ji Changzai didn't have any decent winter clothes in her wardrobe, so she could only hastily put on another flag suit over the one she was wearing.
The two pieces of clothing were stacked on top of each other and were very bloated. Ji Ling had to pull them while walking to try to make them as flat and snug as possible.
As for the sallow and sickly face left to her by the original owner, although it has some color due to eating a few big meals, after all, it is not possible to freeze three feet in a day. It is absolutely impossible to immediately change the image of a sickly person.
Easy.
I didn't expect that when I met the queen for the first time, she would look in such a miserable state.
Concubine Mao had just said that Ji Changzai had been ill for a long time and there was no need to take her out because she might be seriously ill. However, Concubine Ning said that since Ji Changzai had the appetite to eat late night snacks, she thought her condition was already well. Besides, the matter was complicated and there were more
A witness is also good.
He forced Ji Ling out of the door.
As Ji Ling walked, she raised her eyes and looked at the surrounding scene. This was the first time she stepped out of Jingyang Palace after traveling to Yongzheng Dynasty.
To be honest, the journey from Jingyang Palace to Kunning Palace is not that far, but Concubine Ning and Mao Bi both have chariots and sedan chairs, while Hai Gui and Ji Ling do not have this kind of treatment. They can only be supported by the servants and rely on them honestly.
Feet walking.
But what Hai Guiren is wearing is a graceful and luxurious silver fox embroidered plum blossom-like moon cloak, with fine velvet brocade on the inside and fox fur on the outside. He is holding a small enamel filigree heater in his hand, and several servants around him are also wearing it.
They all used awnings to set up a heater and gathered around her. The heat was so intense that they were afraid she would freeze.
Ji Ling glanced at her with envy, tightened her old clothes tightly, and pressed closer to Qixi.
Finally arrived at Kunning Palace.
The Kunning Palace in front of you has a vast terrain and majestic palace. From a distance, you can see the lattice flower door and the pure gold Pilu cover, which are elegantly and gorgeously decorated. The palace lanterns hanging with bright yellow spikes are swaying gently under the eaves of the palace, giving it a unique look.
A school of solemn and bright demeanor, compared with Jingyang Palace, it is a world of difference.
Kunning Palace is located in the north and faces south. It has nine wide corridors. It has yellow glazed tiles, double eaves and verandahs, and the flowers and trees in front of the courtyard and susu are very elegant. There are also two statues of mythical beasts whose auspicious spirits are unknown, guarding the palace.
On both sides of the main gate of Kunning Palace, like guards guarding the door, guarding this most noble place in the world.
Before the group of people entered the main hall, the little eunuch on duty in the courtyard saw Concubine Ning, Mao Bi, Hai Guiren, and Ji Changzai all coming. He didn't know what happened, and his heart skipped a beat.
Without moving at all, he stopped everyone with a smile on his face and asked the concubines to wait a moment, while someone on the other side was sent in to quickly notify the Queen.
Not long after, word came out that the Queen had asked everyone to wait in the front hall. Concubine Ning took the lead and walked in. She sat at the upper left end. When everyone sat down, there were no seats left, so Ji Ling had to choose a corner.
Sit down on a stool.
The palace maid then brought a cup of tea, and Ji Ling knew as soon as she smelled it that it was the finest Junshan Maojian.
Good green tea cannot withstand scalding. If you add a pot of boiling water, the delicate tea leaves will be scalded to death, and the tea soup will turn turbid and brown.
The maids came to each concubine holding tea boxes and small carved pots filled with half-tepid water. They then used tea spoons to pick some out of the tea boxes and then added water.
In this way, one by one, the tea cups are lit, and the green leaves in the azure tea cup are slowly unfolding, like a beautiful woman spreading her sleeves, relaxing and charming, with a romantic attitude. As the warm water enters the cup, the fragrance of tea gradually floats out.
It smells so good!
Seeing that the palace maid arrived in front of him, Ji Ling opened the lid of the tea with a smile and waited for the palace maid to add tea. The palace maid glanced at her, her face was still smiling, but there was no smile in her eyes, and she poured a cup of tea.
Give her a glass of warm water.
Ji Ling took back the tea cup in embarrassment, but said nothing. She lowered her head and took a sip of water. However, she smiled and patted the back of Qixi's hand, mouthing to her: "Good tea, good tea!"
Everyone in the room was occupied with their own thoughts, but they fell silent at this time. No one noticed what happened in the corner where Ji Ling was sitting.
After about half a stick of incense, there was finally movement in the Dongnuan Pavilion. Everyone was refreshed and sat up straight, waiting for the Queen to come out.
This queen was the filial queen in history, Ulanara. In the 30th year of Kangxi, when Yongzheng was still the fourth prince, Ulanara was personally appointed by Kangxi to be the direct wife of the fourth prince.
Six years later, Ulanara finally gave birth to his eldest son, Honghui. However, a sudden illness took the boy's life when he was eight years old.
After that, no matter how hard Ulanara tried, it seemed difficult to regain his popularity.
A queen who has no legitimate son and is getting older and older, not to mention that there is a concubine Hua who is eyeing her..., her situation in her later years is worrying.
Perhaps hoping that his sincerity would move God, Uranala copied sutras and chanted Buddha's name all day long.
Perhaps, for her, this was the only way to give her panicked thoughts a place to rest and to relax her tense nerves.
The door curtain was opened by two palace maids in the inner chamber. Ji Ling could only smell a faint scent of sandalwood in her nose, and heard the sound of the ring in her ears. Queen Uranala finally came out. Everyone knelt down to worship her, and she had no time to see.
Then he knelt down.
After the salute, Ji Ling was finally able to look at the queen, and saw that she had just sat down. Her face was not aging at all, she looked like a young woman in her twenties or nineteen, with a Chinese character face, ordinary facial features, a sky blue uniform, not many hairpins, but
A pair of bright moons beside my ears, their pearly light seems to be more brilliant than the lights in the room.
With a faint ceremonial smile on her lips, the queen took the tea cup handed over by the palace maid, took a sip, then put it down, and said slowly: "It's so late, all sisters have to gather together in this palace.
When Ning Gong comes, there must be something very important, who can talk about it first?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Hai Guiren had already knelt down, and the fierce attitude she had shown in Jingyang Palace had disappeared at all. Her tears were rolling down in big drops, and the pear blossoms were raining: "Queen! There is someone there!
I can no longer tolerate my concubine, I want to harm my concubine! Please make the decision for me!"
The queen said "hmm", turned her nail polish, then took it off and placed it in a flower cup on the table beside her. Then she leaned forward, stretched out her hand to help her, and said: "What's going on? Mr. Hai, you are
Speak slowly."
Ji Ling was originally in the corner, still some distance away from everyone. She was standing in the most remote place in the palace, closest to Xi Nuan Pavilion. Just when Hai Guiren was crying, she suddenly heard a faint voice from a man coming from the door of Xi Nuan Pavilion.
The sound of coughing.
Why is there a male voice in the Queen's Kunning Palace? Is it a young eunuch?
Ji Ling looked at everyone's expressions and found that no one had heard. Ji Ling thought he had heard wrongly and shook his head slightly.