She was so beautiful that even though she was now disheveled, with her black hair hanging down, without any makeup or rouge on, and looking sickly, it did not diminish her extraordinary beauty in the slightest.
The half-sitting woman is as beautiful as the distant green mountains, her eyes are like rippling autumn water, and her face is like peach blossoms in the rain.
Her lips were red without any makeup, but now she was dragging her sick body, covering her mouth with her long sleeves, and coughing slowly.
I saw her eyes filled with tears and she was panting slightly. She didn't care about nagging at all and was busy bringing the sweet water to people's mouths.
After coughing enough, she dropped her half-sleeves and pursed her bright red lips.
Seeing that her friend looked worried about her, Yu'er followed her friend's movements and drank two sips of water obediently.
I don’t know if it was the effect of the sweet water from the red dates, but after drinking half a bowl, Yuer found that her cough was not as rapid and tense as before.
My throat is no longer as dry as before.
Seeing that the sugar water was effective, Meng'er's eyes sparkled and she couldn't wait to feed him the other half bowl.
She tilted her head and glanced at the remaining half bowl of sugar water in embarrassment. She really couldn't drink it, but she didn't want to let her good sister down.
Her two curved eyebrows seemed to be frowned, and her eyes were full of affection and worry. Meng'er couldn't bear to make things difficult for her.
She took the bowl back and sat beside the bed, looking at the sick and beautiful girl lying on the bed with helpless indulgence.
"If you don't want to drink, don't drink it. I'll heat up the rest and bring it to you in the evening."
Working in the cold palace is not a good job. It is the worst and most unpopular position at the bottom of society, so the food and supplies are naturally not good.
Meng'er carefully placed the remaining half bowl of red date juice on the small table beside her.
These red dates are a good thing. When added with the best mulberry juice, they are the best for nourishing qi and blood. You must treasure them.
The red dates sent by that bastard should be enough to last for a while. Turning around and looking at the sick beauty on the bed, Meng'er seriously planned the days to come.
Yu'er, with a pale face, had no idea what she was thinking.
"When did we get red dates here? The red date juice is so sweet, sister added sugar."
Sugar and red dates are rare items. Even the lowest-level palace maids rarely see them, let alone enjoy them.
Not to mention the majority of people in the palace, almost all of them follow the principle of buying low and buying high.
The sick Yu'er really couldn't understand who was so kind, and hurriedly grabbed Meng'er's hand.
"Sister, who gave this to you? Did you get it from the imperial kitchen? Why are they so kind?"
Afraid that Meng'er would use her own money to buy these useless things for her, Yu'er pulled her sleeve. Her face turned pale and she was about to cry.
Both of them had bad luck, otherwise they would not have been sold into the palace to be servants. The fate of a palace maid is cheap.
After much difficulty in entering the palace, but without the money to bribe others, those who were rich and well-connected were either assigned to serve in the residences of nobles, or sent to the imperial kitchen, a good place with good pay and a good opportunity to learn skills.
Unlike them, they had no money to smooth things over and no connections, so they had to be sent to the cold palace.
Although life was poor, Yuer had no complaints about the stable life.
But when I thought about how much Sister Meng had sacrificed for me, tears welled up in my eyes.
The beauty of a beautiful woman's tears is dreamy and clear, her pupils filled with water are as bright and dark as stars, so beautiful.
Meng'er was dazzled by the beauty, and felt very distressed when he saw the beauty crying secretly and sobbing.
He hurriedly brought his sleeve over and carefully wiped the man's face, coaxing him in a low voice as he did so.
"Oh my dear, please don't cry. My heart aches when you cry. Besides, I didn't buy these things with my own money. They were given to me by the fool."
Yu'er opened her watery pupils, and Meng'er couldn't lie.
Although she can't stand the bad-intentioned wild man, she has to acknowledge in front of the beauty that the gift was given by someone with good intentions, so as to give the wild man some credit.
Yu'er: "So, so it was sent by Lord Yan?"
He played with his friend's sleeves, pretending to be dead and not wanting to nod, but in the end he had to nod and admit it.
Meng'er felt unlucky and her face turned uncomfortable, and she said.
"They are kind-hearted and pity us, so we can't ask for more. When the salary is paid this month, we will convert it into the corresponding amount of silver and return it to them. What do you think?"
Yu'er naturally agreed. When Meng'er saw her nod in agreement, her heart was filled with joy.
When the things are returned, the two sisters will no longer owe the dog anything.
This man should not even think of using the favor to get close to her Yu'er and stare at the beautiful woman's delicate face.
Meng'er, like an old nanny, was on high alert against Yan Junlin.
Her daughter Yu'er is as beautiful and cold as the moonlight. She beats up those bastards one by one, and beats up a pair of them.
The cold palace was not well-informed, and the palace maids outside who got the news were privately uneasy and worried, and they all pulled people they knew to discuss it.
"Have you heard? The Empress has issued an imperial decree to all six palaces, ordering painters to select palace maids with outstanding colors and compile a painting into a book. The Empress will then select them, confer them as princesses, and marry them off to distant lands."
"I heard she's marrying a barbarian from the north. I heard barbarians eat raw meat and drink blood like wild beasts. How can she survive if she marries him?"
"That's right! That's right! I heard that the barbarians don't understand human nature and live a dirty life like wild beasts. They eat raw meat. Are those who eat raw meat considered human? They are beasts!"
"Even if I were to be crowned a princess, it would seem glorious on the surface, but when I go to the Northern Hu, the winds on the prairie are so strong that I might not even live to see a natural death."
"Please, God, please don't choose me, please don't choose me."
Most of the palace maids with ordinary looks in the inner court lived peacefully and were not affected, but those with outstanding looks were extremely scared.
In order to enhance the prestige of our dynasty, the palace maids knew that the women they selected must be outstanding in appearance so as not to tarnish the reputation of the Celestial Empire.
Upon learning that the court painter had received the Queen's order to select beautiful women to create paintings, the palace maids who thought they were outstanding in appearance hurriedly spent money.
"Master Wu, I have no other request but that you make my picture uglier."
In the pavilion, Lord Wu, who was ordered to paint, looked unhappy and was about to get angry.
The woman sitting on the high stool was very good at reading people's expressions. She quickly took out a few taels of silver from her sleeve and gave it to him tacitly.
The painter was stunned, and his dissatisfied face suddenly became gentle. He was obviously very satisfied with the cleverness of the little palace maid, and then nodded to her with satisfaction.
This was obviously not the first time he had done this. He was very familiar with the process and skillfully used the brush to lightly draw a mole on the mouth of the woman's portrait.
A beautiful and graceful girl suddenly became extremely ugly.
Just like an ignorant village woman in the countryside, she is very vulgar and such a woman is obviously not worthy of the attention of a noble man.
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