Snowflakes fell down and stuck to her snowy skin, making her look like a snow doll.
"I didn't bring any candy today, can I bring it to you another day? What's your name? Your hair is so beautiful, like fine rouge, can I call you rouge?"
Lu Zhiyun did not stay at the racecourse for long and left quickly.
After she left, two people came out of the corner.
"Master, this subordinate has neglected his duty. I will take 'Special Color' away immediately."
"No, just let her stay here!" Xie Chengjin said calmly, "Shu Se likes her."
Si Bao Pavilion. A row of embroidered girls stood there, not daring to express their dignity.
Manager Meng looked at them sharply: "Did I tell you that this dress must be trimmed with gold thread? How did you do it?"
"This is something Lu Zhiyun is responsible for. She hasn't been here today, so..." Hua Rong said loudly.
"Where has she gone?" Manager Meng asked coldly.
"She went to the racecourse." Another embroidery girl said, "Aunt Song said in the morning that after An Yu left, we had to catch up on the progress, but she ran to the racecourse."
"It's so fun outside. Of course she wants to go out and play. After all, she is a lady from an official family, unlike us who rely on crafts to make a living."
"Zhiyun didn't go by herself." Yang Zheng explained to Manager Meng, "Someone asked Zhiyun to go to the racecourse to deliver something, so she went."
"That's enough in normal times. Now is the busy time. Why do I need to deliver things in person? After all, I don't want to be lazy..."
After the last word fell, the speaker stared in the direction of the door with wide eyes.
Others followed her line of sight and saw Lu Zhiyun with messy hair and little face covered in mud.
"I'm sorry, I came back late."
She said while rubbing her legs.
"What's wrong with you?" Manager Meng frowned.
"The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier. The horse was frightened for some reason, and I fell off." Lu Zhiyun said, "I'm sorry, Manager Meng, did I delay everyone's progress?"
Manager Meng wanted to say something else, but when he saw Lu Zhiyun's clear and bright eyes staring at him, he finally stopped talking.
"Okay, I'll give you two more hours. If you still can't finish this dress in two hours, then all of you will be punished."
"Why?" Some people were dissatisfied, "It's not that we didn't do a good job, it was Lu Zhiyun that didn't do a good job."
"You are a small team. If she doesn't do well, that means you haven't done well. What kind of sweet dreams do you want to be alone?" Manager Meng sneered, "Some people rely on their own intelligence, but there is a saying that 'the cleverness is misled by the cleverness'."
Ultimately, you shot yourself in the foot."
After they dispersed, Yang Zheng pulled Lu Zhiyun to the corner: "Are you injured? I'll take you to see a doctor."
Lu Zhiyun shook her head gently: "I'm not seriously injured, it's just a little painful from the fall."
In fact, she did her hair herself and wiped the mud on her face herself. As for the fall, she didn't get hurt. She just cooperated with a performance.
"Don't worry." Lu Zhiyun said, "I'll clean up and catch up."
Hua Rong looked at Lu Zhiyun's back angrily.
"Senior sister, as soon as this Lu Zhiyun appeared, the managers all turned towards her."
"Our Si Bao Pavilion is to train embroidery girls for the palace. If she performs well, she will most likely be sent to the palace." Hua Rong said, "She has a charming face, so she may have a big goal. Stewards
It’s normal to be towards her.”
Lu Zhiyun was halfway through the work when the servant said, ‘Steward Song is here to invite you.’ Lu Zhiyun entered Steward Song’s single room.
"aunt."
"Sit down!" Manager Song said, "I heard you were injured. I have a medicine box here. Come over here and I will help you get some medicine."
"Actually, I just fell down and didn't scratch my skin." Lu Zhiyun said, pouring a glass of water for Manager Song and handing it to her with both hands, "Auntie, I've caused trouble for you."
"Since ancient times, excellent people have been envied by others. You are calm at such a young age. No matter what others say about you, you can face it calmly. You have done a good job." Manager Song said, "If there is anything,
Come to me when you have difficulties. I can't help you explicitly, but I can still help you avoid some troubles."
"Thank you, aunt." Lu Zhiyun said sweetly.
"Your master has written letters. One of them is for you. Take it away!" Manager Song pushed a letter to Lu Zhiyun.
Lu Zhiyun took the letter and went out happily.
She didn't rush to read the letter. She waited until things were almost done before opening the letter and reading it.
The letter stated that she would return to the capital soon.
"Master is coming back." Lu Zhiyun's eyes were full of light, "Then senior sister..."
When she saw Huo Yunxiu marrying Wen Wensong, she pouted and muttered: "Senior sister was also kidnapped."
Several servants brought some boxes from outside.
"Who are you looking for?" Hua Rong greeted him.
"We are here to deliver things to Miss Lu." The leading servant said, "These are all for Miss Lu."
The box was opened, and it was full of exquisite pastries. These pastries were from the most famous pastry shop in Beijing.
"I remember that pastry, a box cost two taels of silver."
"That, that five taels."
“It’s so expensive!”
The embroiderers were talking a lot.
Lu Zhiyun was pulled over by Yang Zheng. Seeing so many pastries, she asked the servant: "Who asked you to come?"
"Master said that Miss Lu worked hard day and night, and you lost weight last time I saw you. These are bird's nest cakes, brought to replenish your health. The others are for Miss Lu's senior sisters. Miss Lu can give them to anyone she wants.
Who?" After the servant finished speaking, he waved his hand and asked his men to leave.
Lu Zhiyun still wanted to stop them, but those people were already gone.
"I started seducing men at a young age." Hua Rong sneered, "It's really shameless."
"If you slander me again, I will be rude to you." Lu Zhiyun looked at Hua Rong indifferently, "You may have some misunderstanding about me. People in our Lu family are not good-tempered. My parents are not, and I
My brother is not, and I am neither."
"Zhiyun, these pastries..." Yang Zheng asked, "What should I do with them?"
"I probably know who sent it, and I will send it back to him when the time comes." Lu Zhiyun said, "Don't be affected, just keep doing your work!"
Fan Yan is very happy recently. He is almost old, and the emperor made him a prince and gave him a mansion. Soon, he will be able to share in the court affairs.
"Shaoyu, what do you think of my palace?" Fan Yanhuan landed on Shaoyu's shoulder.
Lu Shaoyu calmly pushed his arm away and looked at the layout of the palace: "Not bad."
Although Concubine Chu is not as favored as she was when she was young, she is still talkative with the emperor. How could her son's palace be so bad?
