As the sun set in the evening, a cool breeze began to blow through the Cold Palace, bringing immense comfort to the palace servants who had worked all day.
Guan Zhiyue stood on the wasteland that had just been cleared that morning, looking at the land that had been soaked in water, which had become somewhat moist and fragrant.
"Bilian, did you bring the vegetable seeds I asked you to get?"
Guan Zhiyue squatted down in front of the wet breeding land and called out to Bilian, who was somewhere, without even looking up.
Bilian pushed through the crowd, held up a large paper package high in one hand, and shouted excitedly, "Your Majesty, I'm here! I'm here!"
Bilian squeezed next to Guan Zhiyue and handed her the paper package.
Guan Zhiyue reached out and took the paper package, opening it layer by layer. Looking at the small packets of vegetable seeds inside, a faint smile appeared on her lips.
"Looks like you bought quite a lot of vegetables!"
Upon hearing this, Bilian stood up straight, looking incredibly proud, her face full of arrogance, as if she wanted everyone to see that her mistress had praised her.
Guan Zhiyue looked at the vegetable seeds in her hand and felt a little embarrassed, as she seemed not to recognize these things.
But it's okay, just scatter it in. Once it takes root and sprouts, you'll know what it is.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Guan Zhiyue properly began scattering vegetable seeds.
Thinking that the seeds will sprout in a few days, and then she can plant them in batches, is a joyful thought.
"Alright, just spread some of the fine soil that I had you crush earlier on top, and everything will be done."
"Let's go! Let's go! Everyone go back and do your own thing!"
Guan Zhiyue stood up from her squatting position and addressed the palace servants.
The palace servants looked at each other, then obeyed Guan Zhiyue's orders and scattered in all directions to do their own things.
Guan Zhiyue asked Bilian to bring a basin of water. After wetting her hands, she splashed all the water from her hands onto the newly covered vegetable seeds as if she were playing with water.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"
Bilian, holding the water, looked at Guan Zhiyue with a puzzled expression, her already petite face displaying a somewhat incomprehensible look.
Guan Zhiyue looked at the confused Bilian and said, "Of course it's to water these vegetable seeds. You don't have a watering can, so this is the only way you can do it."
This way of watering allows for a gentler spray, preventing the seeds from being washed away or the water from dripping and creating puddles.
Bilian nodded as if she understood, but not quite. She noticed that her empress seemed quite intelligent now, quite different from the empress who used to know nothing and would cry if asked again.
"Wow! Your Majesty, you're amazing! How do you know so much?"
Guan Zhiyue paused slightly while sprinkling water and said, "Hehe, I dreamt of an old woman who taught me this."
"Wow, Your Majesty, you have such an opportunity! It's like a deity teaching you in a dream!"
"Your Highness, you must study hard! This is your chance to prove yourself to those who bullied you!"
Guan Zhiyue looked at Bilian, whose eyes were sparkling with excitement, and felt embarrassed to interrupt, so she nodded in agreement, not wanting to continue this vague topic with her.
"Um... Bi... Bilian, shall we go back? Your mother is tired."
Guan Zhiyue looked at Bilian, who was holding a wooden basin and seemed a little lost in thought, and interrupted her reverie.
Bilian snapped out of her daze, grinning at Guan Zhiyue and flashing her eight pearly white teeth as if to say, "Your Majesty, you are truly amazing!"
Guan Zhiyue looked at Bilian, who seemed a bit strange, and rubbed her arm, saying, "Come on, let's go back! Something feels off."
After returning, Guan Zhiyue was served by Bilian and went to the bathhouse for a thorough scrubbing. In order to lose weight, she even skipped dinner.
"Bilian, I'm done washing. Can you help me up?" Guan Zhiyue stood up from the bathtub, looking helplessly at Bilian waiting not far away, because the bathtub was too high.
Guan Zhiyue's body was too obese, so she needed someone to help her to successfully step over the edge of the bathtub and onto the wooden ladder placed outside.
"Sigh! When will I ever get rid of this fat? I've been eating diets for so long and exercising a lot, but I still haven't lost any weight!"
Guan Zhiyue was starting to doubt herself. What on earth was going on?
I'm controlling this body with the same diet I used when I was a model in my previous life, so it should have some effect by now!
Guan Zhiyue was completely subdued by this body, and now it was inconvenient for her to do anything. She even needed a maid to help her take a bath.
Feeling depressed, Guan Zhiyue shook her head, not wanting to say anything more. After wiping herself down, she found a piece of clothing to put on and headed towards another bedroom.
Guan Zhiyue, who was lying on the bed, fell asleep soon after, and the night passed without incident.
The next morning.
Guan Zhiyue got up before six o'clock. She was going to continue exercising because this extra weight was a stumbling block to everything she wanted to do. So she had to get rid of it no matter what.
There was still a slight chill in the air inside the Cold Palace early in the morning. Guan Zhiyue was wearing a rather thin, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).
Fortunately, this was the style of clothing worn in that dynasty. If it had been a front-opening style, Guan Zhiyue would have been strangled to death.
When Guan Zhiyue had run around the courtyard of the Cold Palace about a dozen times on tiptoe, the door to the side bedroom opened.
Soon, the doors opened one after another, and all the servants got up. As soon as they stepped out of the room, they saw Guan Zhiyue, who was covered in sweat, with her hair dripping wet, and her clothes were already soaked.
"Good morning, Your Majesty!"
"Okay! You're all up, go and get to work!"
"Yes!" After bowing to Guan Zhiyue, the forty-odd servants dispersed to do their own work.
When Bilian saw that Guan Zhiyue had gotten up so early to go for a run again, she didn't say anything and quickly told someone to boil water.
"Your Highness, please rest for a while. This servant will go to the Imperial Kitchen to fetch some breakfast." Bilian helped Guan Zhiyue to the rocking chair in the corridor.
Guan Zhiyue shook her head, pointed to the open-air kitchen set up on the side of the yard, and said, "This stove has been cold for a few days. You can find someone to use this stove to start a fire and cook!"
Bilian glanced at the brand-new open-air stove, nodded, and ran towards the kitchen. Guan Zhiyue sat in a rocking chair, drinking her water and fanning herself with her hand as if it were a fan.
Such a commotion in the Cold Palace naturally needed to be reported to their master, and the hidden guards thought it was time to report to the Emperor.
"Go and report to Lord Jiwu this time! I was the one who went last time," one of the guards said to another guard leaning against the other side.
The guard leaning against the beam yawned and said, "Alright! Then keep a close eye on our lively Empress!"
So the yawning, reluctant-to-move bodyguard swiftly disappeared into the morning mist in a few quick movements, heading towards the rising sun.
Guan Zhiyue waited for the hot water to arrive, and as usual, she started with a sauna, pouring all the scalding water into the bathtub.
With the unwavering spirit of "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water," Guan Zhiyue stepped into the steaming water in one go.
"Huff...huff...huff...."
As soon as Guan Zhiyue entered, she felt the intense heat spreading throughout her body. She wanted to rush out of the bathtub, but she resisted.
Before long, large beads of sweat began to slide down her head, and in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, they all dripped back into the hot bathtub.
"Your Highness, can you still hold on?" Bilian looked anxiously at Guan Zhiyue, whose face was already flushed.
With her eyes closed, Guan Zhiyue softly said, "Bring me a pot of water; I'm thirsty."
Bilian quickly brought over the warm water that had been prepared beforehand from the small table behind her and walked towards Guan Zhiyue.
"Your Majesty, please have some water."
Guan Zhiyue opened her eyes, reached out and took the water that Bilian handed her, nodded with great satisfaction, and praised her again!
"Bilian, not bad! You even brought me warm water. I thought you were going to bring me cold water!"
Bilian lowered her head shyly and whispered, "Your Majesty, I remember you told me to drink warm water, not cold water."
"Hmm!" Guan Zhiyue stopped talking, because a second wave of sweat was about to start evaporating from the top of her head.
The entire sauna process lasted about twenty minutes. Because Guan Zhiyue's body was severely overloaded, she had to come out after a short while.
Guan Zhiyue asked Bilian to remove the lid of the bathtub from her head, as she was about to get out; her body was already starting to feel dizzy.
Bilian obediently removed the lid, and Guan Zhiyue stood up from the bathtub. Her whole body was as red as a boiled shrimp, with wisps of steam rising from it and drifting in the air.
"Your Highness, are you alright? This servant feels that the water this time seems even hotter than last time," Bilian said with some concern as she helped Guan Zhiyue out of the bathtub, looking at her flushed skin.
Guan Zhiyue raised her hand and looked at it. Her skin was wrinkled from being soaked in water, but she shook her head and said, "It's alright! I feel much more comfortable and refreshed all over."
"Your Majesty, it's good that you feel well. If you do feel unwell, please tell me and I will go find the imperial physician."
"You silly girl, we're in the Cold Palace, how can we possibly invite the imperial physician here?"
Bilian sighed sadly after hearing her mistress's words.
"Alright, go ahead and do your thing! I'll dress myself."
Bilian knew that ever since her mistress woke up from her illness, she wanted to do many things herself. Before, she needed help getting dressed, but now she took care of everything herself.
This is one of the exercises that Rosamund Kwan wants to do to lose weight. She will never ask anyone for help if she can do it herself, and she can only ask Bi Lian for help if she really can't do it.
Bilian took an embroidered basket and sat down in the corridor where Guan Zhiyue often cooled off and rested. The warm breeze made her feel quite comfortable.
Guan Zhiyue came out of the room after getting dressed and saw Bilian sitting in her usual resting place. She walked over and plopped down on the rocking chair next to her, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan.
"Bilian, what are you embroidering?"
Bilian didn't even look up, continuing her embroidery with a cheerful smile, saying, "Your Highness, I'm embroidering a handkerchief for you. Look, the handkerchief you're wearing around your neck is quite old."
Guan Zhiyue looked down at the handkerchief hanging on her chest, smiled awkwardly, and reached for the embroidered basket that Bilian had placed on the small table.
"Your Highness, please be careful with that sewing basket. I haven't finished tidying up many of my needles yet!"
Guan Zhiyue smiled and said, "Okay, I understand."
"Wow, what kind of stone is this? It's so beautiful!"
Guan Zhiyue rummaged through the sewing basket and found a white jade-like stone. It was translucent with a few black veins, which gave the stone a slightly flawed feel. There were also some scratches on the other side of the stone.
Bilian looked up at the stone in Guan Zhiyue's hand and said nonchalantly, "Oh! This is just a grinding stone I found by the roadside. Your Highness, please rest for a while!"
Guan Zhiyue nodded in understanding and said, "I see. No wonder there are some scratches on your back. So you've been grinding needles!"
"Yes! Alright, Your Majesty, you should rest now."
Guan Zhiyue obediently put the stone into the sewing basket, but just as she was about to drop it, she was pricked by a needle standing upright in the basket, and her chubby finger bled very quickly.
"hiss..."
Guan Zhiyue breathed a sigh of relief. Bilian quickly looked up and saw that her mistress's hand was bleeding. She exclaimed in alarm, "Your Majesty, are you alright? This servant will go and get you a towel right away."
Before Guan Zhiyue could say anything, Bilian rushed off in a flurry. When Guan Zhiyue turned around to call out to Bilian, she hadn't yet seen that her blood had already dripped onto the stone inside the embroidery basket.
A blinding light burst from the embroidery basket, and Guan Zhiyue quickly covered it in her arms. What the hell was that? Was it really necessary to be so scary?
Just as Guan Zhiyue was about to complain, she heard this sentence ring in her mind.
"Congratulations, host, the contract has been successfully completed!"
"Welcome to the 18th generation of the newly upgraded and improved 'Weight Loss Space'. I am your personal consultant, Xiao Tuantuan. You can be infatuated with me, but please don't fall in love with me, because I will make you lose your mind."
These two sentences immediately came to Guan Zhiyue's mind. Before Guan Zhiyue could say anything, Bilian hurriedly ran out of the room.
As soon as Bilian came out, she saw Guan Zhiyue bent over, looking like she was in great pain.
"Your Highness, are you alright? It's all my fault, it's all my fault, are you alright?"
Guan Zhiyue straightened her bent body and took out the sewing basket from her arms, placing it on the small table.
Seeing that Bilian's eyes were red with anxiety, she said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. I was just afraid that the embroidery basket would be knocked over, so I held it in my arms."
Bilian breathed a sigh of relief and said cautiously, "Then let me help you back to your room!"
Guan Zhiyue had the same idea, because she wanted to see what had just happened and what was on her mind. So, she took Bilian's hand and went into the house.
When Bilian came out to tidy up, she noticed that the small stone in the sewing basket was gone. Without thinking much about it, she finished tidying up and continued embroidering the handkerchief.
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