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The withered face, hidden for a long time within fragrant bones, decays. The moon rests on the clouds, and the clouds obscure the wounded heart.
Xing'zi stopped speaking, and before she could continue, the weariness almost furrowed her brows. Finally, she said, "You might as well have not heard anything."
She spoke, and the unspoken words, swept over Tao Hong's head like a gust of wind, causing her to stagger. maid flatters the master, hoping to climb into the dragon bed. These are the things The old maid often talks about. In the end, the embroidered shoes lightly float to the surface of the well; the ants thread through the blood and bone seams. Warn them not to have delusions.
Tao Hong pressed her lips together, silently took Xing'zi's soup bowl, washed it, and gave it to the maid. She came back and sat on the couch, counting her belongings. She took out a lacquer box, delicate hairpins, and separated them from the rest of the dark and gray wooden pieces. The slight sound made by Tao Hong attracted Xing'zi. With her head resting on her arm, Xing'zi looked for a while and said, "These were all given by the mistress, right? She also gave them to me. She gives them to people she favors. Don't you want them anymore?"
Tao Hong nodded. Xing'zi continued to ask her, "Where is your family from?" Tao Hong lowered her head, her chin pressed into her neck, her fingers clasping the dull and broken corners of the hairpin, and said, "Fenshui County. You probably haven't heard of it. It's a very small place. My family is very poor." This made Xing'zi chuckle. Xing'zi half-knelt, her neck raised high, and laughed, "What's there to be afraid of saying? Let me tell you, my family is from BaLing. My father is an old cripple, always trying to swindle money from others. I almost got sold to a blind man's house by him. Later, I escaped when the former governor rectified the atmosphere. Then, the governor was transferred, and he started scheming again, so I ran away from home!"
Xing'zi looks so beautiful when she smiles. Especially when she says "escaping from home," it's as if a beautiful bird shadow flies past Tao Hong's eyes, making her widen her eyes.
"That item the lady sent you, just take it. Anyway, even if she doesn't send it to you, she will send it to others. No need to waste it," Xing'zi leaned over to her side, picked out a box of rouge, opened it, dipped her finger in and spread it on her fingertip, turning the white fingertip into deep red. Xing'zi reached out to show her, saying, "Here, this color, like a sand fruit, suits you perfectly."
The color was too bright, Tao Hong felt like her eyes were dazzled, she leaned back, closed her eyes, then tried to open them, slowly touching Xing'zi's deep red fingertip with her own fingers, picking up a thin layer. Her finger stood still in the cool air for a while, then pressed lightly on her chapped lips. Xing'zi picked up a small mirror and let her look carefully: "Your complexion instantly looks better, take a look."
Tao Hong It has color now. She stared at the mirror in a trance for a while, her eyes like tender flower branches, stretching out their petals.
" Tao Hong!" The old maid called urgently, and by the time she entered the bedroom, Tao Hong had already wiped off the lipstick with her sleeve.
The nanny said that Noble Consort summoned her over.
Compared to yesterday, there are only two or three guards left in the The Noble Consort's Palace. They curiously size up the maid called over by Noble Consort. Noble Consort Cao has a severe headache, which rarely occurs, and the most severe episode almost led to her death. The nurse asked her to be clever, endure her own abdominal pain, and make Noble Consort comfortable first.
The gauzy curtains drag on the ground, half covering the slender figure. That is Noble Consort Cao, sitting upright in the center of the hall. She clearly said she wouldn't wear black, but after a day, she changed into black clothes.
Noble Consort's palace was named by the Emperor himself and inscribed as "Yunqi". Skilled craftsmen were summoned to carve and paint the beams and arches to the extreme. Each cloud pattern has a different posture, either floating or descending slowly. The clouds that catch the morning sun are red, while those in the evening sun are purple, changing throughout the day. The clouds intertwine and swirl, only to tightly protect the central hall where Noble Consort resides.
Tao Hong Every time she comes in, she lowers her head and has never seen the clouds above her head that the maid praises and envies. In the corner of her eye, those clouds are hidden in the shadows, they are dark. The curtain in front of her sways lightly in the wind, and behind it, Noble Consort Cao seems to be resting with her eyes closed, and there is a sharp smell of peppermint in the air. On the table in front of Noble Consort Cao, there is something shining brightly.
Seeing Tao Hong, two maids lifted the curtain and whispered, "Come in."
Tao Hong stepped inside, and her eyes saw the objects on the table, causing her to stumble heavily. There was a sword on the table. Why did Consort Cao take out the sword? Did Consort Cao take it out? Or what? Why did she call her? Looking at the cold, gleaming blade, Tao Hong was already so afraid that her mind was in chaos, as if she had been pierced by it, her chest rising and falling deeply. At this moment, she looked up and saw her expression, Noble Consort Cao smiled and said, "Scared? Poor thing. Don't be afraid, come to my side. This sword is not sharpened, it's just for decoration."
The maid, like a startled bird, timidly knelt behind her. Understanding the hint from the nearby attendant, she followed suit and began to rub her head. Consort Cao's voice carried a hint of weariness as she continued to laugh, saying, "Perhaps I loosened my clothes too much this morning and caught a chill; now I have a headache that's bothering me. This sword here was just gifted by the Empress Dowager. It is said to have been prayed for at a Taoist temple and can suppress evil spirits, especially with the recent wind demons."
When Tao Hong arrived, it seemed that Consort Cao became more talkative, teasingly saying, "Tao Hong, did you perhaps hear some maid telling ghost stories at night? They say that if the Noble Consort has a headache, she might kill someone!"
"No, no, please forgive me, Consort Cao!" Tao Hong was caught off guard by the remark and panicked, wanting to retreat and bow. Her cheek brushed against the fragrant sleeve. Noble Consort Cao humorously flicked her sleeve at Tao Hong, ordering her to sit properly and not bow, chiding her, "I already have a headache; if you bow, it will hurt even more."
Noble Consort Cao's gesture of flicking her sleeve was exceptionally beautiful; what seemed like a casual movement was light and graceful. A few years ago, Noble Consort Cao loved to dance.
The maid stood there in a daze, looking like a foolish child unsure of where to place her hands. Cao Rongyue turned her head back and laughed heartily, saying, "Alright, come and help me rub my head. Later I will give you some precious items; if you want to feel more at ease when taking them, come over quickly."
Tao Hong could only obey. As she rubbed her head, even if she didn't want to look, she saw Consort Cao's hand glide over the sword that had been gifted by the Empress Dowager. Her fingertips carefully traced the decorative patterns along the hilt, as if she really liked it. Tao Hong heard Consort Cao say, "Tao Hong, do you like this kind of sword?" Tao Hong was puzzled as to why she was being asked and shook her head repeatedly, saying, "Replying to Your Highness, Tao Hong does not like swords." Noble Consort Cao nodded upon hearing this and said, "I do not like this sword either. But I appreciate the person who sent it; that intention is what I cherish." Perhaps Tao Hong misread the situation, but it seemed that Consort Cao's demeanor had changed. At this moment, it felt different from before and after. However, this change was too subtle and difficult to describe; in the blink of an eye, it vanished without a trace.
Recalling the scattered words she had overheard in the Empress's Palace last night, Tao Hong remembered that the Empress Dowager intended to send something to Consort Cao; it must have been this item. She gazed at the silky black strands of hair on her fingers, and beneath them, the skin was so fair and radiant that anyone who held it would surely feel fondness. She couldn't help but say, "The Empress Dowager also really likes Consort Cao." This time, Noble Consort Cao turned her head to glance at her but did not respond.
After a brief moment of silence in the hall, a maid approached Noble Consort Cao and announced that Lady Zhao Hua Meng Xiaoju had arrived.
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