"I'm so old, what palace can I have? I can take care of you in the palace."

Madam Zhang sighed. She had been worried since she heard the monks from Xiangguo Temple talk about Murong Hui's disaster, and never thought that today would come true.

But at this time she had no choice but to take care of her life.

"Madam Zhang should go back early, it's getting late."

Seeing this, Madam Tang couldn't help but feel that Murong Hui was really not the one who wanted to harm Lin Yingxue.

A master who has such a good personality and can still be taken care of by the former palace servants after being so difficult. He will definitely not have bad character and temperament.

"I'm here again the next day. Your Highness should not save all these food and clothing, and treat yourself harshly."

However, when Murong Hui lost weight in two days, Madam Zhang couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of myself. We are all fine. There will always be the truth about this matter. Then I will beg my aunt and still ask you to come to my palace to serve."

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to provide timely help, so Murong Hui was a little moved.

Madam Zhang responded. After seeing that she had been out for a long time, she turned around in three steps to understand the meaning palace.

"Your Highness, I will cook white rice for you tomorrow morning."

He lifted the rice bag with difficulty, and Qingxue rubbed her eyes and said.

"Put it to the West Pian Temple, be careful not to let the mice eat it. Let's not move the food for the time being."

After returning to the Palace of Knowing the Idiom, Murong Hui said lightly.

Madam Zhang would never come over to deliver rice for no reason unless she heard any news that was unfavorable to her, and she would not suffer some trouble in the future when it comes to meals.

Qingxue responded quickly and went to deliver food with Madam Tang, while Murong Hui returned to the East Palace to continue to do embroidery work.

She remembered that every winter, the winter clothes she sent were always unsatisfactory, and even the palace servants needed to modify them themselves.

I'm afraid I can't even get a decent winter clothes this year, so I might as well use the existing materials to make the clothes out. She doesn't expect the Shangfu Office to think of her.

"Don't worry, your highness has a wife who is still there at the Shangfu Bureau, so it's not difficult to get the fabrics and cotton."

Seeing Murong Hui busy making clothes, Qingxue came to help. She was afraid that Murong Hui would be worried, so she whispered.

"We also brought some money here. If it really doesn't work, we can buy it. I'm not worried about this."

Murong Hui naturally knew about the relationship between the Qingxue Monk Service Bureau, but Qingxue's mother's eyes were not good, and now she has no real power in the ShangService Bureau. She doesn't want to make things difficult for others.

Qingxue nodded and cut it together with Murong Hui. She has done this job since she was a child, so she is very skilled.

With her help, the two of them made a coat in just one afternoon.

"According to this calculation, we can make cotton coats before winter begins."

Murong Hui fiddled with the coat that had not been made of any embroidery before, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Your Highness, someone is looking for you outside."

At this time, Madam Huang walked in and said with a smile.

Murong Hui couldn't help but wonder. Since she reminded Shen Jing, no one has come to see her, so she was a little curious about who was here this time.

After entering the main hall, I saw a wife in her twenties waiting calmly.

After Murong Hui approached, she discovered that this was Zhao Can, the wife of the prince's grand tutor Han Yexin.

She has another identity, which is Zhao Yu's elder sister.

Therefore, when Murong Hui saw her, she couldn't help but feel nervous and asked, "What did Madam ask me for?"

"It was Brother Yu who heard that something happened to you and stayed at home all day without thinking about food. I, the eldest sister, didn't want to see him so decadent, so I took the risk to see how you were."

Zhao Can has a cheerful personality and says whatever he wants.

When Murong Hui heard her say this, her face turned red and she hurriedly said, "I'll write a copy of my words immediately and I'll hand it over to him. If I keep conspiring to murder the emperor's heir in the future, please don't wait for me."

"What do you mean? Brother Yu is willing to wait, but you actually want to give up. Since Xinyue has to persist in convenience, even if there are twists and turns in it, it will eventually lead to a good result."

Zhao Can stood up suddenly, his voice increased a lot. He stared at Murong Hui with a serious look on his face, and continued: "Although we have never been in contact with each other, I think you are very compatible. If you miss Brother Yu, you will not meet someone better!"

"Madam Han, Your Highness will have to copy Buddhist scriptures later."

The corners of Madam Tang's mouth twitched, and hurried over and said politely.

"I'll go write now."

Only then did Murong Hui recover and hurried to the East Palace to write.

Originally, there were thousands of words to say to Zhao Yu, but when it was time to write to him, she didn't know what to write.

After thinking for a while, she carefully wrote: I wish to win one's heart and never be separated from her old age.

After taking the paper, Zhao Can smiled and looked at Murong Hui. Her eyes looked very similar to Zhao Yu, which made Murong Hui unable to help but take a few more glances.

"This time I came in a hurry, I only brought you a few pieces of material. If I get to the palace in the future, I will bring you something else."

When Zhao Can marry a wife, he is naturally not a person of the world. Therefore, he also knows that Murong Hui will definitely not live a good life now.

"Thank you, Mrs. Han, I just don't have to bring me anything in the future. I have nothing to give back now."

Murong Hui was a little embarrassed. Unexpectedly, one day she still needed to rely on someone to help her, but this person was still the sister of her lover.

"As sooner or later, it's a family, so how can you pay more attention to it?"

Zhao Can waved his hand, and when she saw the palace maid coming to urge her, she explained a few more words and left in a hurry.

After Zhao Can left, Qingxue recovered and said in shock: "Why is this strange thing about Mrs. Han? Don't men and women in the world follow the orders of their parents and matchmakers?"

"You don't know what shocking things this Mrs. Han did back then."

Madam Tang looked at Murong Hui with concern and whispered.

"Mum Tang is nothing to do anyway, so why don't you tell us."

Qingxue is like a dull gourd on weekdays, but she didn't expect that there would be such gossip.

Murong Hui also looked at Madam Tang curiously. It was really different from the wife she had met before.

Seeing that both of them were waiting to listen to the story, Madam Tang had to tell Zhao Can's story seriously.

Mrs. Han Zhao Can is the eldest daughter of Grand Secretary Zhao. She has been smart, smart, talented and beautiful since childhood. She is the best among her generation of noble girls.

Grand Secretary Zhao loved this daughter very much and promised Zhao Can that she would choose her husband by herself.

As a result, Zhao Can chose Han Yexin, the new top student at that time. This young son of Ruyang Bo Mansion, lost his mother since childhood. He left Ruyang Bo Mansion at the age of ten and returned to his ancestral home to Suzhou to study.

Ruyang Bo Mansion asked him to return to Beijing many times, but he refused.

It is said that he escaped from the mansion privately back then, and the old lady from the Ruyang Bo Mansion wanted to remove him from the Han family several times, but was stopped by Ruyang Bo Man that year.

Han Yexin returned to Beijing to participate in the spring exam at the age of 18, and became the first name.

Zhao Can, except for his poems and poems, came to examine him, and he easily met him, so Zhao Can secretly agreed.

Even if Mrs. Ruyang Bo tried every means to stop her, she and Han Yexin still got married, and there was a lot of controversy in Beijing that year.

Shortly after the two got married, they separated from Ruyang Bo Mansion and set up their own business.

Until now, Mrs. Ruyang Bo still said that she did not admit that Zhao Can was her daughter-in-law, but Zhao Can and Han Yexin didn't care about her attitude.

Murong Hui was shocked after hearing this, and her heart was beating faster. She couldn't help but think of herself and Zhao Yu.

Compared with Han Yexin and Zhao Can, she and Zhao Yu did not have much resistance. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but regain her confidence and began to look forward to her future life.

"There are fathers in the world who ask their daughter to choose their husbands and sons who disobey their parents' requests. Such couples are rare in the entire Rongguo."

Qingxue's eyes showed a look of shock. She didn't study much and grew up in the palace since she was a child, so she didn't know much about these things.

"Your Highness, please don't learn from Zhao Can."

After Madam Tang finished speaking, she reminded Murong Hui.

"Mrs. Han has a good vision. She chose a noble family, knowledgeable, elegant and capable of being an official. She still lives a good life even if she gets married."

Qingxue looked at Madam Tang with confusion, but she thought Zhao Can and her husband were so good.

"What do you know? Your Highness is a princess! Everything about Your Highness represents the face of the royal family!"

After saying that, she couldn't help but be stunned, and quickly turned her head to look at Murong Hui: "Your Highness, you are still investigating your affairs, you don't have to take them too seriously."

"I know what you mean. It's getting late, so it's better to take a break soon."

Murong Hui nodded and said helplessly.

Finally, there was no Madam Huang nagging repeatedly on the side. Now there was Madam Tang again. Murong Hui couldn't help but sigh.

Madam Tang responded quickly, and the three of them boiled water and washed up briefly, and then rested early.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Even though Murong Hui was unhappy, she still had to go to the study room to study. She was ready to be ridiculed by her cousins.

However, when he walked into the study room, there was a silence in the study room, and no one seemed to notice Murong Hui was walking in.

Shen Jing stood up and smiled and said, "Your Highness, be my side."

As soon as she went to school, her two companions naturally had to follow her. After seeing her, she came over to say hello to her.

"I heard that the Queen drove you out of Fengyi Palace, why do you still have such good clothes to wear?"

Not every royal family is from a wealthy family, so many county lords usually wear brocade clothes.

Today, Murong Hui wore Shu brocade, which naturally made these people jealous.

Murong Hui was about to respond when she was suddenly hit from behind. With a stinging sound, her pupils shrank.

When I looked down, I saw a long cut on the sleeve of the clothes, and the cut was very neat, obviously on purpose.

"Your Highness can't be too long. Shu Jin really doesn't know each other, but it breaks with a slight pull."

The county lord covered his mouth and chuckled, but his eyes showed a little gloating.

Bang...

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw someone walking up to her, raised her hand and slapped her face.
Chapter completed!