Chapter 146

I slept until noon the next day. When Xiaohua woke up, Chuncao sat next to him.

"Sister Xiaohua, you're awake."

Xiaohua felt thirsty. "What time is it now?" her voice was hoarse.

Chuncao went to pour a glass of water and handed it to her. "It's time. Don't worry. Father Fu sent someone to send a message. Sister Xiaohua, you don't have to be on duty today. You can go again tomorrow."

Hearing this, Xiaohua breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed back to bed.

When she thought of father-in-law Fu's "consideration", she was very upset.

The spring grass looked at Xiaohua's expression and said with a smile, "sister Xiaohua, don't sleep first. I'll go to the small kitchen to get back the lunch and go to sleep after eating."

After a while, spring grass came back with lunch.

Lunch is very rich. There are three dishes and one soup. Looking at the familiar little black sand jar, Xiaohua guessed that it must have been prepared for her by mother he.

Xiaohua got out of bed and sat down in front of the small round table in the room.

As Chuncao brought out the lunch, she said, "mother he is very kind. She said that it was just the two of us, together with our lunch. Mother he stewed this pot of soup for you and told you to finish it."

Xiaohua smiled reluctantly and ate silently with dishes and chopsticks.

While eating, Chuncao said, "don't be unhappy, sister Xiaohua. Although Chuncao is small, he knows a lot. If he goes out of Jingtai hall, others can't envy him. You are good to serve your highness. Your highness will give you a place in the future."

It turned out that Chuncao thought Xiaohua was unhappy because King Jing didn't give her a title. Xiaohua didn't explain. In fact, she gave it, but she didn't want it. Only king Jing's wives and concubines can live in the West Third courtyard. Since King Jing said to arrange a residence for her there, he wanted to give her a place.

Xiaohua's thought Chuncao doesn't understand. Chuncao's thought Xiaohua is clear.

In such a big mansion, the concubine who can be mixed from a small palace man to your highness can fly to the branches. But Xiaohua is tired and afraid of the life of fighting with people in the backyard in her previous life.

In fact, what is not happy? Life is not the same, still have to live!

At least, at least with this layer, you should be more careful, and your life should not be sad. Even if she can't release the house, it's estimated that such a big house won't give her food and drink.

On this thought, Xiaohua felt much more comfortable.

People should be good at self comfort. Where is a constant and always smooth life? When you can't refuse the criticism of fate, you can only face it calmly, and then try to make yourself happier

Somehow, Xiaohua's mind suddenly rang out a paragraph that the girl named Qingwan had said to her.

In fact, she knows all these principles. She has always told herself so, but she still drilled the tip of an ox's horn after all

After wanting to open, Xiaohua eats a big meal.

The rice is very fragrant, the dishes are delicious, and the soup mother he squats in is also very delicious.

If you don't go hungry, you won't be beaten. You don't have to worry about food and clothing. There's nothing to worry about. What else can you be unhappy about. At least your highness acquiesced in her staying in Jingtai hall. Is this a little shelter for her?

Think about it this way, I feel more comfortable.

After dinner, Chuncao collected the dishes. Xiaohua asked her to help. Instead of letting her, she asked her to rest.

Xiaohua is still sore, especially there. She doesn't try to be brave and goes back to bed.

After a while, Chuncao came back and took a bottle of medicine to Xiaohua.

"This is from father-in-law Fu. He said it was given by your highness. It's for your scratch."

Wipe the medicine, cover the quilt and get ready to sleep,

She decided to keep her spirit well. Tomorrow, she will work with the best mental outlook. Just be it, just be it. It never happened.