Chapter 405 Useless
"Hey, I'll ask someone to arrange it right away." Zi Rui said with a smile.
We all knew each other when we were kids, and I really couldn't bear to see her doing hard labor and being bullied and beaten.
With the heavy rain and wind, the weather became very cold, and Shen Chuliu started using silver thread carbon.
The main reason is that it is too humid and it can't stand if it is not used.
The Sixth Prince was indeed not afraid of wind and rain, and insisted on running back to eat at noon.
Shen Chuliu refused to listen to advice and it was useless to scold him.
I had to ask someone to take good care of me and wear more clothes when I went out.
After hearing this, Qi Yixiu just smiled and rewarded the Sixth Prince with some cloth and leather, and asked the Clothing Bureau to make some thick winter clothes for him.
The clothing department will make arrangements as soon as they get the materials. There is no time to waste.
The princes' clothes had not been finished yet, so they were put together with the Sixth Prince's clothes. He just reminded them, "These must be finished first. They are the Emperor's reward."
"Oh, another reward? Look at the leather, it's a good thing. Is it because the emperor feels sorry for the Sixth Prince because of the change in the situation?" The steward said with a smile.
"It is said that the Sixth Prince had to go to Cuiyunxuan for lunch every day, and Empress Jing Zhaoyi couldn't stop him. She probably complained to the Emperor a few words, and the Emperor gave him this reward." The steward whispered.
The young steward smiled and nodded, and they looked at each other and smiled, and everything was said without words.
She didn't dare say anything about her masters. After looking at it, she quickly assigned the tasks.
"We have all kinds of patterns. Hurry up and make a few."
The ladies in charge of repairing the clothes hurriedly responded. The needlework was divided into finer details, some were engaged in embroidery and some were engaged in making clothes. Those who had just come in, such as weaving brocade, could only do the rough work and work with the leftover materials.
An embroiderer with a good temper whispered, "Look, our Concubine Jing Zhaoyi and the Sixth Prince have a lot of stuff. It's hard for you to get started now, so I'll give you some work later."
"Hey." Zhijin responded quickly, thinking to herself, how could Shen Gengyi be better than Jing Zhaoyi? As she was talking, a little girl came over: "Sister Wu, Nanny Jin asked me to come here, and asked you to choose some things to make winter clothes for Shen Gengyi. Try to keep them warm. Oh, isn't this Zhijin? You are lucky that Jing Zhaoyi is taking care of you and your servant, otherwise you would have spent the winter like this?"
The little girl smiled and said this and left.
"Your Majesty...is kind-hearted." Zhijin didn't know what to say.
"Oh, never mind. This job is easy, and it's just right for you to do it. You also know the size. But you can't use something too fine." Sister Wu said.
"Sister Wu, what you said is true. She just can't change her clothes to see the emperor now. She is lucky to be able to wear warm clothes. She has a lot of clothes from old years. She can at least get by." Zhijin wiped her tears.
"It's good that you know this. Hurry up and get started. This is easy to do and will be done in a few days."
Zhijin nodded and got busy.
In just three or four days, she had made several sets of cotton-padded clothes, as well as small items such as socks and brocade. Sister Wu looked at them and told her to take them without reporting them.
Zhijin also had to run errands, so she went to Qingzhi Pavilion.
In the past, although Shen Biyu's place was not lively, it was presentable. Now that all the good things have been taken away, she has no one to serve her.
She just sat in the room with her hair loose, with a pot of steaming tea in front of her. Just by smelling it, she knew the tea was not good.
"Miss." Zhijin came in and looked at the dazed Shen Biyu and almost cried out.
Shen Biyu turned around and saw her, and said in disbelief: "Zhijin...you...you're still here? I thought you were dead...I..."
"Miss, Zhijin is here, Miss..." Zhijin walked over and knelt down: "Miss, are you okay?"
"I... I'm fine, I... cough cough cough..."
Shen Biyu's illness has not been cured and she has a severe cough.
"Miss, why have you lost so much weight? There is a smell of medicine in this room. Are you sick?" Zhijin wiped her tears.
"It's okay. What about you? Why are you here?" Shen Biyu grabbed Zhijin's hand tightly.
"At first, I was assigned to do hard labor. I didn't have enough to eat, was beaten, and was punished. I almost died. It was... it was the people of Concubine Jing Zhaoyi... who took me to the clothing bureau. At least... at least I don't get beaten and can eat enough. I came here today because Concubine Jing Zhaoyi... asked the clothing bureau to make winter clothes for you."
"It's her." Shen Biyu was dumbfounded again: "You don't know yet, I was sick, she was the one who invited the imperial physician, and she arranged the medicine. She arranged three meals a day and hot water. She took care of me."
"Miss, you have suffered." Zhijin lowered her head.
"Tell me, is she repaying evil with kindness, or does she just want to watch me suffer?" Shen Biyu smiled bitterly: "But even if she wants to watch me suffer, I... dare not die, I'm afraid."
"Miss, you can't think like that. Take care of yourself, and in the future..." Zhijin couldn't continue.
"Don't worry, I don't want to die. It's me who has implicated you." Shen Biyu pulled Zhijin up and said, "You are still alive and have a home. It's a good thing. I have done my best for you and your mother."
"Miss, don't lose heart. Even if... you have to be a dresser for the rest of your life, you can't lose heart. You are still young." But as I said this, I felt like I didn't know how to continue.
Yes, you are still young, but you have to change clothes all your life and you will never be able to make a breakthrough in your life.
"Forget it. I am not as skilled as others. I think too much. I am stupid. I accept it all. Let's see how things go in the future. I also want to see how far she can go. She takes care of me, so I will endure it. When I get better, I will live a good life."
"Let's not talk about this. This winter clothing was made by me, as well as small items like socks. Although they are not as good as before, I tried to choose soft fabrics so that you can't see anything when you wear them." Zhijin said.
Shen Biyu smiled and took the things: "I'm sorry to bother you, you should take care of yourself. I won't be able to take care of you in the future, so you should take care of yourself."
"Hey, I know. We are all fine." Zhijin said with a smile.
After all, Zhijin couldn't stay for long, so he left after staying with her for a while.
Shen Biyu still sent her to the door.
Chen Xiaoyi came out and held the servant's hand: "Tsk, Shen Gengyi is really lucky. Even though he has fallen to this point, there are still people who care about him. You, you just have a good sister."
"Chen Xiaoyi, there's no need to disgust me with these words all day long. I'm already in this state, I dare not commit suicide. If Chen Xiaoyi is willing to give me a quick death, that's fine. If not, I'm just changing clothes, which won't bother Xiaoyi, so please be merciful and let me go." Shen Biyu was in this situation, but she was much calmer than before.
"Tsk, what can I do to you? Well, I'm fine, but not necessarily better than you. If something happens to me someday, I won't have your life, where you can eat and drink well and see a doctor when you're sick." Chen Xiaoyi snorted, then went in again, holding the maid's hand.
(End of this chapter)
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