Zhong Qingye went back to bed to rest with this thought. She didn't know if there was something in her heart that affected her sleep, or for some other reason. She fell asleep at the second quarter of Haishi (about ten o'clock in the modern day), and fell asleep at the quarter of Yinshi (about three o'clock in the morning in modern times).
) and woke up, having slept for less than five hours.【】
Although he didn't sleep much, he was in good spirits. Zhong Qingye couldn't fall asleep no matter what. He wanted to get up but felt cold, so he could only wrap himself up in bed with the quilt in a daze. He seemed to have many thoughts in his mind but nothing at all. That's it.
With eyes open and the curtains lit up little by little, I finally waited until dawn.
Just like four years ago, Yanzi and Chun'er opened the door on time at 1:10 pm. Xia'er and Qiu'er were already tired from taking care of their children, so Zhong Qingye specifically asked not to come over to serve her.
Chun'er was holding washing utensils, and Yanzi was carrying a pile of thick clothes. They walked in one after another. At a glance, they saw Zhong Qingye half-sitting on the bed. He couldn't help laughing and said: "Miss, wake up."
It's so early, did you sleep well?"
"Very good." Zhong Qingye replied calmly, shrank into the quilt, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, frowning and said: "Yanzi, did the charcoal fire in your room go out? Why?
I think it’s very cold today?”
"Of course it will be cold. Miss just came out of the quilt." Yanzi happily put down his clothes to check the charcoal fire, and said casually: "It's snowing outside today, it's a little colder than yesterday."
Is it snowing? Zhong Qingye turned around and said, no wonder it felt like the dawn was extra slow today.
"Miss, the charcoal fire hasn't gone out, it's just a little small. I'll add more charcoal. Just wait a moment and it won't be cold soon." Yanzi said as he took the fire tongs from the charcoal stove and prepared them.
Put the charcoal in.
Chun'er came over with those clothes and said with a smile: "These are the new clothes that were just delivered. Madam, which one do you want to wear?"
Zhong Qingye's coughing didn't stop. Out of politeness, she half-covered her mouth with her hand and faced to the side, "Just pick something thicker, something lighter will be fine." After saying that, there were two more rapid coughs.
"Madam, you cough so badly!" Chun'er quickly put down her clothes and stroked her back to smooth the air. She reached out and pinched the quilt, and worriedly asked: "Is the quilt too thin and covering her with cold?
Don’t you want to find a doctor?”
Zhong Qingye was startled, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to press his throat, suppressing the cough, "No need, I probably got some wind when I came back from riding a horse. I'll be fine after a sip of hot tea. There's no need to call a doctor."
"That's good." Chun'er smiled sweetly. Undoubtedly, he turned around and took out a narrow coat of gold and blue satin from his clothes, shook it open and said, "Miss, how do you like this?"
"Hmm..." Zhong Qingye didn't mind at all, and responded casually. With the help of Chun'er, he changed his clothes. After washing up, Yanzi had already served breakfast. Zhong Qingye didn't have a good appetite, so he just dealt with it casually.
The two then asked: "Where has the black hawk gone?"
Yanzi smiled and said, "I heard from Sister Qiu that Brother Black Eagle went out early in the morning, saying he had something to do, and he hasn't come back yet."
Zhong Qingye nodded, knowing that he must have gone to the dungeon to take the prisoners. Seeing that it was still early, he turned around and walked to the dressing table next to the bed.
This room had been arranged by Qi Mo a long time ago. He has always been attentive and has everything for his daughter's home. There is no shortage of rouge, gouache, emeralds, and even the full of jades she used to put in the cabinet of Congxianju in Prince Rui's Mansion.
The boxes for the jewels and money were all there, but the contents were not touched at all.
It's not easy for Zhong Qingye to wear these kinds of jewelry. In the past, she only collected exquisite and valuable things. In fact, the only thing she really wore was a jade bracelet. After four years of running around and fighting against the world, she originally had no interest in money.
The obsession has gradually faded away, but now, these gold and silver jewelry come in handy.
Zhong Qingye chose three jade pendants for jewelry, two jade Guanyin and one Maitreya Buddha. He also chose a good luck and long life lock, a jade ring with jade beads and fat, and a silk double luan holding a longevity shrimp whisker bracelet.
Putting on a thick Ruyi satin-embroidered landlady fur cloak, bringing a heater and crimson fox fur handbags, he led Yanzi and Chun'er, who were snickering, to Xia'er and Qiu'er's rooms respectively, and personally arranged the three jade pendants according to their specifications.
The custom of "men wearing Guanyin and women wearing Buddha" was put on the necks of the three children.
The longevity lock was given to Dong'er, the fat jade circle was given to Nan'er, and the shrimp beard bracelet was put on Xi'er's wrist. The child had not yet woken up from his sleepiness. Xia'er and Qiu'er refused to take it. Zhong Qingye smiled and said,
Looking at the face of the child who was sleeping soundly on the bed, she said that this was a meeting gift from her aunt to her three nephews.
When he came back from outside, Heiying was already waiting at the door. Zhong Qingye saw him and hurriedly moved Yanzi and Chun'er away. He dragged his long cloak and walked over. At a glance, he noticed that behind him
There were two unkempt men kneeling on the floor.
In such a cold weather, they only wore a white prison uniform as thin as paper, with the word "prison" written in big black ink on the chest and back. The white clothes were dirty and almost ventilated from all sides.
There were a lot of black and red blood stains on his face, his hair was disheveled, and he was curled up in a ball, shivering in the cold wind.
Zhong Qingye walked over and glanced at the two of them. Seeing that their faces were white and blue with the cold, he also shrank his neck and asked Black Eagle: "Why are there only two? Is there another one?"
Black Eagle also put on a thick winter coat. There was a black fur collar on the collar. The bottom of the coat was finely embroidered with a dark pattern of bamboo with inconspicuous silk thread. The stitching was very fine and delicate. He knew it was Qiu'er's.
Carefully crafted.
Bamboo means peace... Every stitch and every thread is Qiu'er's shy and unspeakable heart.
Zhong Qingye smiled slightly, Heiying was really lucky to marry Qiuer.
"I went late, the last one froze to death last night." Black Hawk shrugged, with a relaxed look on his face.
Frozen to death? Zhong Qingye was startled for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at the two prisoners who were shivering from the cold, and immediately understood what was going on. In ancient times, there was no need to pay attention to the humane treatment of prisoners, and she didn't care.
He opened the door.
The room had been replaced with a thick and soft red blanket. Zhong Qingye said without looking back: "Bring them in. I still have something to ask them, but don't freeze to death again."