The emperor's scolding startled the maids and eunuchs waiting outside.
It didn't take long for Zhao Chen to deliver what he wanted.
"Zhao Chen, what do you want this ginger for?" Although the emperor was not angry, it was obviously something he wanted to use on Empress Changsun.
He couldn't help but ask one more question.
"Chilblains on the hands are caused when the hands are exposed to a low temperature environment for a long time, resulting in slow blood circulation."
"Coupled with the unusually wet winter in Chang'an City this year, chilblains have become more severe than before."
"Applying ginger juice to your hands can promote blood circulation and prevent further deterioration."
"From now on, I have to hold a hand warmer from time to time... Hey, why are you still holding a hand warmer? Hurry up and find some wine." As Zhao Chen said this, he saw that he was holding himself and giving it to Queen Changsun.
The hand warmer won't let go.
But my heart is unwilling to do so.
I came here despite the heavy snow, but I wanted to give this hand warmer to Queen Changsun.
As for whether Old Li's head was cold or not, Zhao Chen didn't care.
The emperor glanced at Zhao Chen, and he also understood that Zhao Chen was just unhappy with him.
He didn't take Zhao Chen's words seriously, put down the hand warmer in his hand, and went to look for wine.
"Zhao Chen, why have you always been at odds with His Majesty? His Majesty is really kind to you." Empress Changsun couldn't stand it.
The Emperor lost his temper every time he was scolded by Zhao Chen. When Empress Changsun saw this, she really felt that the Emperor was quite pitiful.
"This has nothing to do with me. Auntie, you often see that it is Lao Li Tou who comes to trouble me from time to time."
"He just beat me up and I scolded him."
"If it wasn't for my aunt's sake, I would have slapped her in the face."
"I've been asking all over the world, but I've never been the only one who beats others up. Which little brat dares to beat me up?"
"Won't I beat him to death?" Zhao Chen said while treating the frostbite on Queen Changsun's hands.
Queen Changsun's eyelids jumped when she heard this.
She couldn't figure out how the young man who was elegant and easy-going a year ago could become like this in a blink of an eye.
The boy is very cunning and very clever.
Although Zhao Chen has changed a lot, Empress Changsun also knows that Zhao Chen is also forced by the situation.
If you continue to be naive, you will definitely be eaten alive by the old foxes in the court.
"Here comes the wine!" The emperor came in holding a small wine bottle.
"Pour it into the ginger bowl." Zhao Chen said and continued to clean Queen Changsun's hands.
"Does Auntie have any gloves to sew?"
People in this era generally didn't have gloves.
First, the clothes people wear have wide cuffs, so wearing gloves does not keep you warm.
Another thing is that people also have pockets in their clothes.
Of course, the thermal insulation effect depends on the material of the clothes.
"No." Queen Changsun shook her head.
"I have some cotton here. Let me sew it into gloves. It will be much better to wear." Zhao Chen pulled open his left sleeve.
White cotton was exposed inside.
"Why did you tear your clothes off?"
"Hurry up and put on your child." Empress Changsun was anxious and wanted to hold Zhao Chen's hand.
The emperor also froze on the spot.
Just sew gloves, why are you pulling your own sleeves?
Moreover, what are the white things in here?
cotton?
It seems I have never heard of these things.
There was no time to plant cotton seeds this year, so Zhao Chen only planted one acre of land behind his hometown in Wannian County.
Li Ruoshuang sewed the collected cotton into the clothes Zhao Chen wore.
Empress Changsun is a Buddhist, so she will not wear furs no matter how cold the weather is.
Otherwise, her hands wouldn't be like this.
"Here comes someone." Zhao Chen shouted from outside.
Then a maid ran in and stood in front.
"Tell the embroidery workshop to use these cottons to sew a pair of gloves for the Queen, which will be needed soon." Zhao Chen said to the maid.
The maid picked up the white cotton on the ground and ran out in a hurry.
"The thing stuffed in your clothes is called cotton, why have I never heard of it before?" The emperor reached out to take out the cotton in Zhao Chen's torn sleeves, and saw Empress Changsun staring at him.
He smiled awkwardly and retracted his hand.
"You haven't heard of it, isn't it normal?" Zhao Chen looked joking, and before the emperor was about to change his face, he handed him some cotton.
"It feels very soft. Can this thing keep you warm?" The emperor took it in his hand and kneaded it twice. He couldn't help but doubt whether this soft thing could keep him warm.
When something you have never seen before appears in front of you for the first time, you will naturally doubt its efficacy.
"Of course." Zhao Chen smiled, already holding the ginger bowl filled with wine in his hand.
"It might hurt a little, just bear with it!" Zhao Chen reminded.
"It's okay, just do it." Empress Changsun looked at Zhao Chen, her eyes filled with joy.
No matter how cunning Zhao Chen is outside, in front of her, he is still the same young man as before.
Looking at the torn sleeve, Queen Changsun felt warm in her heart.
Ginger water plus wine can reduce inflammation, sterilize, and promote blood circulation.
It is very useful for Queen Changsun’s current situation.
There was some burning pain, but Queen Changsun didn't make any sound.
"Okay." Zhao Chen said, looking around, but couldn't find anything that could wrap Empress Changsun's hands.
You still have to keep your hands warm, otherwise your work will be in vain.
Darling, I knew I would have brought some bandages here.
Zhao Chen thought to himself, feeling a little distressed and took out a handful of cotton and put it on Queen Changsun's hand.
Take out another handkerchief and tie it up.
After a while, the queen's hands became like two carrots.
"It's almost done. I'll take it apart after two days. I'll hold the hand warmer for the next two days. Well, I'll put on the gloves later."
"By the way, if your hands are particularly itchy, remember not to open it." Zhao Chen explained to Queen Changsun.
I'm ready to leave.
One sleeve was missing, and half of my hand was cold.
If you don't leave, your hand will be gone soon.
"Zhao Chen, wait a moment." Queen Changsun and Zhao Chen shouted.
Zhao Chen turned around and saw what Empress Changsun said to the emperor.
The emperor seemed a little unhappy and hesitated for a long time before walking to the apse.
Not long after, he came out carrying a small box.
"Your sleeves are broken, and it's still snowing outside. My aunt has here the tiger-skin jacket that the late emperor gave her when we got married."
"I never wear these things, so I gave them to you. Put them on quickly so you don't catch a cold." Empress Changsun said, waving to the emperor.
She can't move her hands now.
I had no choice but to ask the emperor for help.
Lao Litou came over with an unhappy face and took out the tiger skin coat from the box.
"This tiger-skin coat is a spotted tiger that the late emperor personally killed during his autumn hunting. I was very envious of it back then, and I begged the late emperor several times for it."
"The previous emperor refused, and later gave it to Guanyin as a wedding gift."
"Today, I got you a little advantage!" The emperor told Zhao Chen about the origin of the tiger skin coat in his hand, and his tone was unspeakably sour.?