When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

When Yun Jinghuang came to the Dragon Palace with high expectations, she was dumbfounded...

The room of nearly two hundred square meters was empty. Screens, tables, chairs, etc. had been moved cleanly, and not even a candlestick was left.

The empty dormitory only had a bed in the back.

It was a dragon bed made entirely of black jade, with cloud patterns and dragons engraved on it, as if a dragon was swaying among the clouds and rain, majestic.

The raw material used weighed ten tons at first, but now it is still more than three tons after polishing and carving.

Because it was too heavy, everyone could not move it away in a short time.

But all the gold quilts and white marble pillows on the bed were taken away.

There is nothing but a hard bed...

"This is too much!"

Even the bedroom is not spared, and the Cao family is no more than that!

Yun Jinghuang resisted the urge to scold her mother and began to think of a solution.

The dust in the house is easy to take care of, but where can I find bedding and sheets?

According to the Holy Sage's instructions, the King of Zhennan led troops to garrison.

Not to mention that they have no money, even if they have money, they cannot take a step outside the Winning Palace, otherwise they will be disobeying the decree...

When Yun Jinghuang was thinking, he habitually played with a strand of hair next to his earlobe.

Her hair suddenly hissed and got stuck on the blood jade earring.

She suddenly remembered, yes!

There were a lot of medical supplies in the space given by the girl, including a four-piece set of medical bedding!

She had slept on it before when she was studying medicine with a girl, and the texture was very comfortable.

But the four-piece set was a dazzling pure white. There were no such sheets and bedding in the Eastern Qin Kingdom, only white covers for the dead.

Moreover, white is a very unlucky color in the Eastern Qin State, and people would raise a white flag to surrender during war.

Although her thinking has changed, Cang Fa's character would never allow her to use white for Di Yi...

"princess."

Yan'er suddenly walked in from outside, frowned and said:

"King Ying is awake. Qili and Zhao Li don't dare to be lazy at all. Yan'er is really not used to standing around. Please let Yan'er help with something..."

Yun Jinghuang took her hand and said, "You came just in time, I have something to ask you.

I have a friend who owns a white item. Do you think there is any way to change the white item into other colors? "

"This……"

Yan'er always answered all questions, so after thinking about it carefully she said: "If you want to change the color, the only way is to dye it.

When Yan'er was a child, she couldn't afford nice clothes, so Yan'er's mother picked up some white cloth that others had thrown away.

Use bamboo leaves, willow leaves, or gardenia leaves boiled in water to dye tailoring. "

Yun Jinghuang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Quick, tell me carefully so that I can convey it to my friend~"

In a quarter of an hour...

Yun Jinghuang made sure to remember clearly before saying:

"Yan'er, I'll leave the dust from the Dragon Palace to you. I'll go out for a visit~"

She left quickly, heading all the way to the remote palace.

The Ying Palace was so big that the late emperor once hoped that Emperor Yi would marry more wives and have more royal bloodlines. He also built three palaces and six courtyards.

The westmost palace is simply a cold palace. It was the place where Ying Palace once imprisoned slaves who made mistakes.

This place can be said to be thousands of miles away from the main hall, and murder and arson here will not be discovered.

Yun Jinghuang walked into the cold palace and saw a cluster of bamboo forest behind the house, which made the whole palace even more gloomy.

Coincidentally.

She took the scissors and started cutting the bamboo leaves.

"Crack clap..."

In two quarters of an hour, the cut bamboo leaves piled up like a mountain.

There is a dilapidated cauldron and stove in the cold palace, which are barely usable.

Yun Jinghuang fetched water from the well and washed the pot cleanly.

Then put the bamboo leaves into the pot and wash them four or five times with well water to wash away the snow and stains.

Then, they used the rags and decayed wooden furniture from the cold palace to make a fire and start boiling the bamboo leaves.

The flames rose, the water in the pot gradually boiled, the old green bamboo leaves were boiled until they turned yellow, and the soup became thicker and thicker.

After the time was almost up, Yun Jinghuang filtered out the water, took out the four-piece set, put it into the water, and began to stir and stir evenly.

This is the oldest dyeing process. Although the finished product cannot be exposed to the sun and may easily fade, it is healthy and harmless enough to cope with the current situation.

After soaking a stick of incense, Yun Jinghuang took it out and soaked it in salt water.

Salt water can be used to fix the color.

Repeat this several times and the dyeing process is complete!

Yun Jinghuang wrung out the water, found a vent, and hung the four-piece suit on the clothes drying pole.

The biting winter wind blew loudly, and the four-piece suit was blown away.

High winds quickly remove most of the moisture.

Yun Jinghuang also lit a fire nearby to dry it.

After three hours of busy work until dark, she was so tired that she was covered in sweat and her hands had numerous small bloodshot wounds.

But she couldn't care less.

Because the sheets and duvet cover were all dry!

Looking at it by the firelight, because her technique was not very good the first time and the four-piece suit was large, the color she dyed had nothing to do with bamboo leaf green, but a ground color.

This is the traditional Chinese color and the color when the crickets begin to sing during the three seasons of Beginning of Summer.

The light gray to light brown color is low-key and simple, especially suitable for their current situation.

Yun Jinghuang was extremely happy.

This was her first time dyeing cloth. She didn’t expect that she could dye cloth even though she was an incompetent person. She felt very accomplished!

And this is the bedding she dyed for A Yi herself.

She stepped forward to touch it, but found that her body was dirty and covered in gray stains.

She fetched hot water and washed her whole body, returning to a clean posture. Then she went to check and touch the quilt.

Very good, the fabric is soft and the color is even.

Put on a quilt to stay extra warm in this winter.

Yun Jinghuang was carried back to the bed like a treasure.

When leaving, she also cleaned up all traces. Burnt plant ashes, waste bamboo leaves, etc. were all put into the garbage recycling space in the medical bag.

There was no sign of anyone coming in the entire Lenggong courtyard.

Dragon Palace.

After a day's hard work, the palace was restored to be spotless, and the snow on the roofs and main roads was swept away, making the magnificent hall look even more majestic in the snow.

At night, the door is open and a huge cauldron is placed in the center of the hall.

Firewood is burning in the cauldron to heat and illuminate the entire hall.

"Ayi, look what I found~"

Yun Jinghuang happily ran in holding the bedding.

In the empty hall, Di Yi was sitting on a dragon-carved wheelchair, half-dressed, revealing half of his muscular body.

Cang Fa was squatting next to him, changing dressing for the injury on his wrist.

At any time, he seemed like the supreme uncrowned king.

But the bloody hole on the arm bone was particularly obvious and dazzling. Today, I used internal force and the wound worsened again!

When Cang Fa saw her coming back, while treating the wound, he frowned and asked, "Where did the princess get these beddings?"

He had also been worried all day today, thinking that if it really didn't work, he could spread some straw on the king's dragon bed, at least it would be softer than nothing.

Yun Jinghuang said the excuse he had already thought of: "I just had a try and searched all over the Ying Palace. I didn't expect to find this."

She scratched her head, frowned and said, "But it's getting late, and Ying Palace is too big. The palaces all look the same, and I don't remember which palace it is."

No one would have thought that an idiot could conjure things out of thin air, so no one doubted it.

Cang Fa stood up and walked over to take the quilt, inspect it carefully, and look back and forth.

Non-toxic, no problem.

The gray tea color looks a bit old, but it feels very soft to the touch, and it is brand new, with no signs of use.

Cang Fa reported: "Your Majesty, it is available."

Di Yi, who was sitting on the movable dragon chair, did not care about these trivial matters. In the past, his food and daily life had always been taken care of by Cang Fa and others.

When Yun Jinghuang saw his bloody wounds, she felt so distressed that she almost suffocated.

The same must be true for the three blood holes. The recovery from the injury that penetrated the bone marrow was very slow.

"Ayi, let me change your dressing."

She put down the quilt, walked over and knelt down distressedly, and took over Cang Fa's job.

Di Yi didn't raise his eyelids, looking as cool as ever:

"No, back down."

It's late at night, and there are always no women left to serve in the palace.

Cang Fa put down the quilt and said, "Wang, let the princess take care of you tonight.

My subordinate is ill and feeling unwell..."

After saying that, he bowed respectfully and left, closing the door of the hall for them.

After all, he thought he couldn't be as meticulous as Yun Jinghuang when it came to taking care of Wang.

The door of the main hall was closed just like that, and there were only two people left in the empty room...