Hong Yao subconsciously looked around.

In front of me are familiar furniture, with tall wooden frames one by one, reaching the beams of the room, and the cabinets and cages are neatly placed. The large room has only a small window, which is extremely high from the ground. When I look up, I only have a square piece of white and bright, which looks like the sky light and the shadow of clouds.

Hong Yao looked at the small piece of light and shadow in a daze, her delicate face gathered in the candlelight cast by the four walls, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

In order to prevent someone from stealing, the small warehouse only carved a small window, and was afraid that the light was too dark, so the house was lit all year round. The lamp was made of bronze and embedded in the four walls. The outer cover was covered with two layers of crystal covers. The copper bowl containing candle oil inside was extremely large, and it was added to the fullest and could be lit for several months.

Standing quietly in the room for a while, Hong Yao finally got rid of distracting thoughts and went straight to the large cabinet on the east wall, opened the cabinet door with the key, and began to clean the curtains.

This is what she did in her previous life, but now she does it is like a dream.

She lowered her head slightly and looked at the curtain under her hands.

This set of curtains consists of eight rolls, and the fabrics are all made of gauze. They are divided into four types: red carp playing with lotus, flowers shining against the water, round lotus dripping dew, and clear stones and bamboo. Each one is made according to the size of a dragon bed. If it is spread out, it can cover half of the floor.

After watching for a while, Hong Yao's heart gradually calmed down.

First, the curtains were separated according to the patterns, and then they were cleaned up again roll by roll. Her movements were very meticulous, and the smooth fabric flowed under her palms, as if she was fiddling with a pond of spring water.

This yarn is also of particular concern. The elasticity and tightness should be appropriate, and the width and narrowness should be appropriate. The most important thing is to roll the pattern on the outermost layer so that people can see it at a glance.

The red medicine rolls carefully, but it is also slow. Every few breaths, you have to look in the direction of the copper leakage.

In theory, it’s time for the fragrant grass to come.

She muttered to herself, always wondering if the copper leak was broken.

It's interesting to say. I always think it drips too fast. I lowered my head and raised my head. A day passed. Today, at this time, Hongyao Prescription knew that it was actually slow.

She wanted to go to the door to take a look, but she was afraid that she would show her movements, so she had to suppress her mind and focus on her work.

Under such a state of mind, the work was not done well. He rolled the tent several times and had to break it apart and start over.

Just now, a crisp and tender voice suddenly sounded outside: "Sister Hongyao is here?"

Hong Yao paused his hands.

It's the sound of the grass!

The grass is here.

Hong Yao was immediately overjoyed, and his heartstrings, which had been tense tightly, became more relaxed. He turned around and wanted to talk, but he didn't expect that when he was in a hurry, his elbow hit the cabinet door, and he felt a numbness.

She let out a "oh" cry of pain, and hurriedly lifted her sleeves to look at it, and she saw a small piece of her snow-white skin had already been blushed.

Looking at the blue and purple piece, the red medicine couldn't help but laugh.

It's becoming more and more idle. I don't know when this problem of panic can be changed.

"Sister Hongyao, Fangcao is here." Fangkui's voice sounded.

Maybe he saw Hongyao not responding for a long time, thinking she didn't hear it, so he spoke out to remind him.

"I know, come." Hong Yao said loudly, calming his mind, lowering his sleeves, putting away the last roll of curtains, locking the door, putting away the keys, and finally following the cabinet door, adjusting his breathing evenly.

After all, it was not a big deal, it was just a walk out, and she ignored the errands and laid the groundwork for the future. For her, it was better.

Thinking of this, Hong Yao finally smiled and went to the door to pick the curtain. While striking, he thrust at his body, and apologized: "I've been waiting for a long time. I should have invited you in. It's only a dusty inside, so I can only let you sit outside."

Fangcao chuckled and said, "Aunt Yu has said a long time ago that the warehouse cannot be easily entered, so I won't go in."

Hongyao smiled and said, "I was negligent, you said that."

While talking, he walked to the side to pour tea for Fangcao. While he was facing his back to the two, he asked casually, "What's the matter with me, sister?"

Fangcao didn't say it, but just tilted her head and smiled: "Sister, please guess? If you guess, I'll get the supper for you tonight."

"How can I guess this?" Hongyao smiled helplessly, held the tea bowl away from Fangcao's hand, and his expression, tone, and movements were all very natural.

If you do something like acting a few more times, it will be easy.

Fang Kui, who was beside him, then he interrupted and said, "It's not time for lunch yet. It's so stupid to come here so early to ask someone to have a meal."

As he said that, he swallowed harder again, his eyes shiny, and he looked fascinated: "I don't know if there is any meat for lunch today?"

"How come you know how to eat!" Fangcao gave her a strong look, then shook her head and sighed: "You, I'm afraid that this head is just eating."

Fang Kui was immediately dissatisfied and said, "What's wrong with eating? You look down on what you can eat? My mother said when she was alive that what you eat is the real thing."

After speaking, his head raised, his eyes rolled up, and he actually stuck his head on the socket for several breaths. He then returned to his position with a "click" but returned a bigger roll of Fangcao.

Fangcao was snatched by her, and she felt a little annoyed. She opened her mouth and wanted to scold her. Suddenly, her expression suddenly stopped, as if she had remembered something, her face turned dimmed, and she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Fangkui's mother starved to death.

Back then, Fang Kui's father lost all his property by gambling, so he sold Fang Kui's mother to someone as a slave. Fang Kui's mother's life was miserable. She met a bad master who didn't give her food or drink. She just asked her to do her work day and night, and soon she rubbed and grind the person to death. When Fang Kui went to collect the body, her mother was so thin that she was only a layer of skin hanging on her bones.

The master was stingy and only gave a few consolidation money, so he drove Fangkui out. The only money was that I couldn't afford to buy a thin coffin. Fangkui gritted her teeth and sold herself. She took the one tael of silver she had sold and held the funeral for her mother. However, the remaining money was stolen by her father and she lost all of it.

Fortunately, God felt sorry for her that she had a distant relative working in the imperial city. After some reason, she asked someone to help her and transferred Fang Kui to the place where the man who gave her to the palace was sent. After several twists and turns, she was brought into the palace.

Thinking about the previous cause, the fragrant grass inevitably felt a little pity, so it was silent.

But Fang Kui didn't know if she had forgotten the past, but she didn't recognize her kindness at all. Seeing that she didn't speak, she thought she was afraid, so she held her head up and looked proud: "Haha, look, I can't speak, but I'm right."

Fangcao lowered her head and drank tea, ignoring her.

Hong Yao was nervous, afraid that they would not finish arguing, so she asked in a hurry: "Fangcao, what's the matter with you looking for me?"

Fangcao put the tea bowl down and said listlessly: "Aunt Yu asked me and my sister to go to Qixiang Palace with you to get something."
Chapter completed!