Chapter 92 The Queen Mother is talking about...
"My queen, look, the plum blossoms outside are in full bloom, and against the backdrop of the snow, they are so beautiful." Yingchun walked into the house with a smile, but she still saw Bai Wutong looking gloomy.
These days, she and Chan'er tried every way to make Bai Wutong happy, but to no avail.
It was New Year's Day, which should have been a joyous day, but the Zhaochun Palace was dead silent and lifeless.
Yingchun lowered her voice, "My queen, would you like to see some plum blossoms? Or I can pick a few branches and place them by your bed. It is said that the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. My queen, you are like these plum blossoms. You will definitely get better."
Bai Wutong sighed dejectedly. She entered the palace with only one purpose, and that was revenge.
But if you want to bring down Jin Weige, you must rely on the emperor's power.
Now the Emperor hasn't set foot in Zhaochun Palace for a whole month. Not to mention strengthening their relationship, he can't even see her.
Perhaps... the emperor has forgotten her.
The Zhaochun Palace was closed again, and not much news from outside could get in.
Apart from knowing that Wen Chuyun had been favored recently, she knew nothing else.
This feeling of being blind is really bad.
She spoke, her voice slightly hoarse, "How many days are left until the New Year?"
"There are still two days left."
"It seems that the emperor will not come." Bai Wutong touched her pregnant belly.
The baby is already four months old and she doesn't have much time left.
She stood up and said, "Let's go out and get some fresh air."
Chan'er and Yingchun supported Bai Wutong on both sides as they walked in the snow.
The palace door was closed, and she ordered, "Open the door, I want to see what's going on outside. It must be very lively everywhere."
Other places must have been decorated, with red lanterns and everything hung up.
Only the Zhaochun Palace still has no red color.
Xiao Ningzi stepped forward, her face full of bitterness, "My queen, without the emperor's order, the palace door cannot be opened. Today is the twenty-eighth, and the emperor and his men have gone to pray for blessings and worship their ancestors."
He changed the subject and said, "But don't worry, Your Majesty. We always have a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve in the palace. The Emperor will have the dinner with all the ladies."
Bai Wutong looked forward to it, and his expression was much more lively than before. "Okay, Chan'er, Yingchun, you guys go and prepare first. Since it's the New Year, no matter what happens, it has to have the flavor of the New Year."
In the afternoon, everyone started to get busy.
Red lanterns were hung in the palace, adding color to the white snow scene.
I don't know when it started snowing again.
Bai Wutong sat in the warm room, personally taking care of the crown and clothes in front of him.
This New Year's Eve is a rare opportunity for her to see the Emperor, so she must take this opportunity to perform well.
Chan Er felt much better when she saw that she finally had hope. "My Lady, do you need my help?"
"No, I can do it myself."
Bai Wutong adjusted his crown and clothes bit by bit.
Before I knew it, two hours had passed.
When she looked up again, it was much darker outside.
She put down her needlework and stretched her sore neck.
Soon, Yingchun's voice came from outside, "My queen, the queen mother has sent someone."
Bai Wutong immediately stood up and went to greet him.
The person who came was the nanny beside the empress dowager, followed by many palace servants.
Seeing Bai Wutong, the nanny bowed and saluted, "Madam Zhaopin, the Queen Mother asked me to deliver something. In two days it will be New Year's Day, and we will bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. I would like to wish you a happy new year and hope that everything goes well."
Bai Wutong grabbed the golden leaf and handed it over personally, "Thank you, Madam. Get up quickly."
The nanny stood up and told the palace servant to put down the reward.
"The things have been delivered, and I will go back. Oh, there is one more thing. The Queen Mother said that you don't have to go out on New Year's Eve this time. You are pregnant with the heir, so you must be careful. There are so many people around, and it is inevitable that you will not be able to take good care of her. The Queen Mother is doing this for your own good, you can understand, right?"
Bai Wutong's smile froze, "What the Queen Mother said is..."
"Then I will leave first."
A group of people came quickly and left quickly.
The smile on Bai Wutong's face disappeared.
Having missed New Year's Eve, I don't know when I'll have the chance to see the emperor again.
Chan'er and Yingchun looked at each other indignantly.
"My lady, it's New Year's Eve, and you are not allowed to go. That's too much."
"It's called a reunion dinner, but if you're not here, what kind of reunion dinner is it?"
Bai Wutong didn't respond, but got up and walked into the house.
She sat on the couch and wanted to pick up a storybook to pass the time, but she couldn't concentrate.
Yingchun was worried about her, so she came in with a cup of hot tea, "My queen, don't be angry. As long as you can give birth to the heir safely, you will be the only one in the palace, and no one can compare to you."
Bai Wutong took the tea, looked at the tea leaves floating on it, raised his hand and smashed it to the ground.
Yingchun was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground. She had never seen Bai Wutong so angry before.
Compared to other masters in the palace, Bai Wutong is definitely the best. He never treats servants harshly and his demands are not high. As long as they do their job well, there will be no trouble.
Bai Wutong suppressed his impatience and said, "Go out."
"yes."
The candle is not lit.
The room was dark.
Bai Wutong leaned quietly on the couch, his eyes dull, "Father, Mother, what should I do?"
The twenty-ninth day of the lunar calendar.
The day before New Year.
The palace was bustling with activity.
The palace servants were running around, each with a smile on their face.
At this time, no matter which palace you went to deliver gifts to or say some auspicious words, you would receive a lot of rewards.
Duan Chunrou checked the things and found that nothing was missing. She took Cuiwei with her and walked towards Zhaochun Palace.
"Madam Zhaopin, I am here to give you New Year gifts."
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