Shui Xinyuan didn't understand it at first, but she soon knew the answer...
The purpose of buying her here is to serve the higher-status court ladies and use her as a handyman.
Healthy, smart, and with a lot of strength developed in the field, Shui Xinyuan is a very useful maid for these palace servants who are accustomed to ordering people around.
Even if she is dissatisfied with all this, Shui Xinyuan cannot change her innate identity. Therefore, whenever she is summoned by several palace concubines at the same time, she will take advantage of her identity differences.
"Is it okay to tie the belt like this?"
"Can."
"Shui Xinyuan! Come over here!"
"Sorry! Wait a minute, it's golden tea!"
"Then... wait until the golden tea is finished!"
When two palace servants summon Shui Xinyuan at the same time, the one with higher status will of course be given priority; if the status is the same, the one with superior skills will be given priority.
The daughter of a merchant would be angry at being slighted, but when she heard that the first request was for the daughter of a noble, she would generally just accept it with a pinch of salt.
Belts, cloud sleeves, hairpins... Every court lady is calling Shui Xinyuan for help.
After finally finishing his work, Shui Xinyuan quickly picked up the remaining clothes from the suitcase and returned to his room to change.
Shui Xinyuan will also play today, acting as a foil from behind.
"No way! Shui Xinyuan, you haven't even tied your hair yet?"
This person is Qing'er who entered the palace at the same time as Shui Xinyuan. She is the same age as Shui Xinyuan. She is the fourth daughter of a merchant family and has the best relationship with Shui Xinyuan.
"You are such a good person! No matter what they ask for, you will accept everything they ask for. Look, they are all gathering now."
"I'll be there right away..."
I am not a bad person, nor do I voluntarily accept all their requests.
Shui Xinyuan tied up her hair accurately without looking in the mirror, and inserted the three-flower jade hairpin with a missing flower... It was the one Shui Xinyuan asked for when she was about to throw it away after breaking it, and it was also her only one.
A hairpin.
…Will His Highness Fusu also be present today?
No matter how hard I try, I am just a peasant girl. She has no chance to dance at the front of the gorgeous banquet stage.
Thinking of this, Shui Xinyuan became melancholy.
Although she couldn't stand at the front, she still had a chance to see His Highness Fusu... Thinking of this, she became happy again.
"Qing'er, Shui Xinyuan, it's too slow!"
"sorry!"
"Look, even I was scolded..."
Shui Xinyuan quickly followed the team, and the musicians with musical instruments also stood beside her.
The old musician holding the pipa noticed Shui Xinyuan and came over, "Hey, Shui Xinyuan, can you dance in front today?"
"How could it be my turn..."
"That's such a pity. You dance the best in fast-paced music!"
"...If that doesn't happen, I'm still far behind."
"Can……"
"Okay, it's Pipa's turn to play, let's go!"
"okay."
The old musician trotted with unsteady steps to catch up with the group, then suddenly turned his head.
"Shui Xinyuan, one day you will be able to dance the 'Snow Moon Wind Flower'."
With only these words left, the old musician wandered away again.
Shui Xinyuan looked at his staggering back and smiled bitterly.
"The last thing it's my turn to dance is that dance..."
"What did he just say? Shui Xinyuan, is the 'Snow Moon Wind Flower' the 'Snow Moon Wind Flower'?"
"I heard that the musician was originally from Liuzhou, so he said good things about me."
"Ah, so that's it. That's right. No matter what, it's too difficult for you to dance the 'Snow Moon Wind Flower'. Even Feiyan can't dance it!"
"..."
Shui Xinyuan didn't answer. She followed the team forward and stood in the corner of the hall.
Turn your eyes to look for that figure.
...It seems that there is a seat for that person, but...
Tables were arranged on both sides of the hall, and around fifty dignitaries were all seated. Only the chairs in the front were still unoccupied.
"Speaking of which, this banquet is really shabby..."
Hearing Qing'er's words, Shui Xinyuan tilted his head in confusion: "Is this considered shabby?"
She couldn't help but look around the hall.
The windows facing the garden are open, and the indoor lighting is bright. The walls and pillars are decorated with floral decorations, and the dignitaries are dressed in gorgeous clothes. They don't look simple at all!
"Of course it's shabby! I heard that when the emperor is in good health, he will hold three banquets every month, and they will last from night to dawn. You probably don't know that palace concubines who give wonderful performances will receive many rewards from the emperor."
"Huh?"
"But since the emperor fell ill, these banquets are almost no longer held. It is really a waste of our efforts to dance with him in the back, even though we are not qualified to stand in the front."
In the first two years of becoming a palace concubine, she was not even allowed to enter the banquet venue. Qing'er had attended a so-called modest banquet before the emperor fell ill, but Shui Xinyuan had never seen such a grand occasion.
"But wouldn't it be nice to be able to hold banquets again?"
"Well, it only lasts until the sun goes down, and I heard that the reward is only one piece of silver at most, which is too shabby."
"..."
Shui Xinyuan didn't know who Qing'er's dissatisfaction was directed against, but the emperor had been bedridden for more than half a year, and the one currently in power on his behalf was Prince Lu Fusu.
...If my parents are both sick, how can I still be interested in holding a banquet?
Despite this, Lu Fusu still held the banquet in a low-key manner, and even Shui Xinyuan standing in the corner could see the reason.
In front of the tables in the wine shop, many nobles looked at the court ladies with evil smiles, showing no politeness or concealment.
They loved banquets and didn't care at all that the emperor was sick.
Hearing the bell, the hall suddenly became quiet.
A slender young man walked out of the back room.
Shui Xinyuan tightened his sleeves and looked at that person without blinking.
Three years...
He was really far away, and it even made people wonder if that night was a dream.
Unable to meet.
When Shui Xinyuan attended the banquet for the first time, he was nowhere to be seen.
His Highness Fusu...
Shui Xinyuan's eyes were hot and he bit his lips tightly.
Lu Fusu sat down silently, and the prime minister stood up to raise his glass in his place, and the dignitaries also raised their glasses.
"I wish our country a prosperous national fortune!"
Everyone raised their glasses and drank together, and the musicians began to play.
Next, they drank and ate separately, and enjoyed the singing, dancing and juggling of the palace dancers one after another. The palace dancers, whose reception skills were better than their skills, were responsible for serving.
At the lively banquet, Lu Fusu remained silent, drinking wine with a sad face.
……what happened?
Could it be that the encounter that night and the smile that night were really just phantoms?
Lu Fusu's expression was so gloomy that one couldn't help but think so.
But sitting there was undoubtedly the young man from that night.
Of course, three years have turned that boy into an adult. But his handsome appearance is still the same as what Shui Xinyuan saw under the moonlight.