At the end of the year, Suimu gave a pill to Chao Sheng. Chao Sheng put it in a covered box and went to find Qing Jing.

  The sky had already darkened, and the door was still half-closed. She knocked lightly twice, but there was no sound from inside.

  Chao Sheng knocked again, and a voice came from inside, "Stop knocking, I'm not dead yet."

  Cough... sounds like you're running out of breath, yet still so fierce.

  Chao Sheng said: "Qing Jing sister, Sui Mu sister asked me to deliver medicine for you."

  She pushed open the door and entered the room, where there was no light on, a dark mass, vaguely visible was Qing Jing lying motionless on the bed. A sour, corrupt and filthy smell wafted over her face.

  Chao Sheng rubbed the flint and lit the candle. The green mirror seemed to be stabbed in the eye by the light, and its head slightly tilted towards the bed.

  "Put down the medicine... you can go."

  Although she still spoke with a stubborn tone, Chao Sheng felt that there was a hint of vulnerability in her words.

  "You'd better take your medicine quickly." She lifted the teapot and found it empty: "I'll go get some water."

  She brought over a kettle of hot water and helped Qingjing sit up.

  She was startled by this sight, Qingjing's face turned waxen yellow, and her lips turned purple.

  Chao Sheng handed over the pill, Qing Jing swallowed it, and when she wanted to take the water cup, her hand couldn't lift up.

  The tide brings water to her lips.

  "Be careful of being scalded."

  "Could it be that I don't even know hot from cold anymore?"

  Tidal birth pouted... Okay, she didn't say anything else.

  "What did Green Mirror Sister eat tonight?"

  Qing Jing said in a bad mood: "I have a splitting headache and I'm feeling nauseous, what's the point of eating?"

  "That's also got to be eaten." Chao Sheng said: "I just saw that there is porridge in the kitchen, I'll go get a bowl for you. Unfortunately, we didn't cook green bean soup today, or else it would be better for you to eat that."

  The green mirror hummed a sound.

  Since she didn't say no to eating, it means she wants to eat.

  Chao Sheng went to the small kitchen again, and now she is a person who can be used in front of Chen Fei. The kitchen maid naturally flattered her very much, hearing that she wanted porridge, not only did she prepare it for her immediately, but also added two small dishes inside, saying that it was for her to eat with the porridge.

  She waited until she had finished carrying things back, and Qingjing was stretching her neck to look outside.

  She was probably too hungry, although her body didn't feel well, Qing Jing still drank two bowls of porridge and ate a lot of small dishes. The rice porridge was a bit hot, she drank it hastily, and sweat broke out on the tip of her nose, looking shiny.

  Qingjing was having her meal when Chao Sheng quickly opened the window, swept the floor and burned incense to get rid of the foul air. By the time Qingjing finished eating, she had also just finished cleaning up over here.

  Chao Sheng put away the bowls and chopsticks and put them in a carrying box: "If Qing Jing sister is not too tired, sit for a while before lying down, don't accumulate food."

  Qingjing nodded and suddenly said: "You also sit down and rest for a while, look at the sweat on your head."

  The hair on the temples was all scattered, and her hands were covered with dust. She wiped the sweat on her face with her sleeves, shook her head and said: "No, it's not early, I have to go back early. Qingjing sister, you should also rest early."

  The decline of Qing Jing at this moment is in stark contrast to her former arrogance, leaving a bad taste in people's hearts.

  Chao Sheng didn't think he was flattering her or sympathizing with her...

  But she just thought, who can guarantee that their life will always be smooth sailing? Who hasn't had a setback or failure before?

  An old man lies alone in his house, dirty and unkempt, with no one to care for him, not even to give him a bite of food or a sip of water.

  She is usually particular about her appearance, with a clean and tidy handkerchief, her hair always combed to be smooth and shiny, and she also wears two fresh flowers on her head, making herself look neat and pretty.

  Look at her just now... almost unrecognizable.

  Qingjing struggled to get up on the second day, although she didn't look very well. The people who ignored her the day before were already getting restless. Qingjing was not someone to be trifled with, and yesterday when she fell ill, Gong Chun, the palace maid who shared a room with her, slipped away. Now facing each other, it was hard to avoid feeling guilty, so Gong Chun hurriedly called out "sister" trying to curry favor, but Qingjing didn't even bother to respond.

  So, being a good person is not about being too selfless, or you'll get struck by lightning. But it's also not about being too utilitarian, otherwise, before the lightning strikes, you might get struck by others first.

  Chao Sheng shook his head and sympathized with Zhan Chun in a somewhat insincere manner.

  As the sun passed noon, the sky turned gloomy and everyone's face lit up with joy - it was really hot enough to suffocate, and a rain shower would be cool and refreshing, so tonight they would definitely sleep well.

  Chao Sheng brought back the socks and underclothes that had been hung out to dry - their clothes could be sent to the laundry in the alley, but these intimate garments were still hand-washed by themselves. The wind blew through the leaves with a rustling sound, Chao Sheng narrowed her eyes and looked up - a piece of cloth was hooked on a branch, it was unknown whose handkerchief had been blown onto the tree.

  She stretched her foot out to reach, but it was just a little bit short, and she couldn't quite get it.

  There was someone behind him who stretched out his hand and took down the cloth.

  Chao Sheng turned around and saw the person behind her slightly surprised: "Qing Jing sister?"

  "'Dwarf gourd,' Qing Jing hummed at her: 'Can't reach it? Won't take the clothes rack to pick one up?'"

  It's a good thing! Chao Sheng just remembered that the clothes hanger was right next to him all along. Why didn't he think of using it earlier?

  Cough, Qing Jing actually said she is a short pumpkin!

  What does Donggua look like? Is she that chubby? She's actually quite slender! Besides, she's several years younger than Qingjing. When she grows up to be as old as Qingjing, her height might even surpass hers.

  "Is this handkerchief Qing Jing's sister's?"

  "Stop calling me sister, sister, big sister, little sister all day long. I've had a headache from hearing people call me sister all day." Qingjing tossed the handkerchief into her hands: "It's not mine, look at the color and style, this is clearly a man's handkerchief."

  "Really?" Chao Sheng shook it open and took a look. The handkerchief was sky blue, with nothing embroidered on it, and it was slightly larger than the ones they normally used.

  But where did the man in the Yunxia Palace come from?

  The first thought was whether it was used by those few eunuchs, and after another look, it can be confirmed that it is not - this is a good material, the small eunuchs cannot use it.

  Chao Sheng thought for a moment: "This... could it be that His Majesty has fallen here?"

  Qingjing poked her forehead: "You're really stupid when I say you're stupid. The emperor's handkerchief doesn't have this color."

  Me too.

  "The green mirror made a judgment: 'The wind that just blew in, I don't know where it came from.'"

  A drop of water hit his face, Chao Sheng raised his head and looked up, the rain finally came down.

  Finally, the rain arrived, and the young palace maidens gathered under the corridor, reluctant to go inside. Even Empress Chen said, "Set up the window awning, open the windows wide, listen to the sound of the rain, and calm your heart."

  They moved pots and pans to the corridor to collect rainwater, which quickly flowed down from the eaves, making a rhythmic sound that fell into the ceramic basins and jars, sounding very pleasant. Sui Mu watched them with a rare smile, not scolding them as they bustled about.

  The weather is too hot, people are always irritable and impatient. This heart fire was extinguished by the heavy rain, making me feel cool and refreshed from head to toe. I stretched out my hand to catch a handful of rainwater, feeling an indescribable comfort in my heart.

  She pulled out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, but as soon as she pulled it out, she realized it wasn't hers, it was the one she had picked up in the backyard earlier.

  Whose handkerchief is this? How did it blow here?

  With a handful of wet and dripping water, he splashed it onto Chao Sheng's face, with fine droplets of water splashing onto his face.

  Chao Sheng was startled, then burst out laughing, and put the handkerchief in his sleeve. He also scooped up water to return the favor to Huan Xun. The two of them chased each other around the pillar, giggling and laughing.

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  Today I had a fight with customer service, it's been years since I've gotten so angry, I'm furious and my chest hurts.