Don't disturb me, I won't be a concubine

In the next few days, Yunling finished her work and embroidered purses in the study. Cui Qiyan would also be there in the evening, and the two of them were busy with their own affairs. But Cui Qiyan always asked her to do things from time to time, whether it was making tea or grinding ink, and he would also ask her to squeeze her shoulders.

Yunling complied with his requests one by one, but she couldn't help but wonder in her heart that he was deliberately making it more difficult for her. Was he going to wait until she couldn't finish it before giving her another punishment?

Thinking of this, her heart trembled, and she sped up her hand movements when she went back to make her purse. Compared with the previous two days, her fingers were pricked by needles less often, and the ointment was also very useful. Apply a layer on her fingers before going to bed at night, and she would not feel the pain the next day.

The purse was finally made on the night of the fifth day. Yunling still felt very accomplished. After all, she could not even think about it before, but she could still embroider a purse stitch by stitch.

She took her purse and came to the desk.

"Are you done? Today is the deadline." Cui Qiyan leaned on the back of his chair and looked at her.

"My slave is ready."

"Oh, let's take a look." Cui Qiyan sat upright and said with interest.

Yunling stretched out her hands from under the table, as nervously as if she was handing it over to a teacher to check her homework, "It doesn't look good, but I tried my best."

Cui Qiyan's eyes paused at the faint red spots on her fingers where they were pricked by needles, and he took the purse from her palm. You can't tell the front and back of the purse. From the outside, it looks like a piece of plain brocade with no pattern at all.

He rubbed it with his hands and felt the unevenness inside the purse. He was surprised and said, "Have you embroidered my calligraphy into it? Are my calligraphy shameful?"

Yunling quickly waved her hand and explained: "No.

Yes, I really can't use my embroidery skills for fear of damaging your reputation. "

The flattery was loud. Cui Qiyan opened his purse and took out the embroidery inside. The word "You'an" in glazed yellow appeared in front of his eyes. Although the embroidered stitches were not very smooth, they were not too ugly horizontally and vertically.

He rubbed the two words with his thumb pads. Thinking that this was something she had been embroidering for many days, he turned his purse back and thought it was good. Only the two of them knew what was inside.

Yunling couldn't tell anything from his face, so she asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, are you doing well?"

"So-so." Cui Qiyan threw his wallet aside seemingly casually.

Yunling took a distressed look at the thing she had worked so hard to make, and silently lamented its fate. She didn't have the guts to ask for it back, so she was thankful to God for being able to pass the test.

"If Your Majesty has no other instructions, I will leave first."

"Yeah." Cui Qiyan replied, flipping through the book in his hand.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Cui Qiyan raised his head, reached out and took the purse again, and looked at it carefully.

"The needlework is really bad." He said with disgust, but his eyes were faintly smiling, and then he put the purse close to his body.

Early the next morning, Luoshui laid out the meal. When Cui Qiyan came out of the room, he quickly served him a bowl of porridge.

After Cui Qiyan took her seat, her eyes suddenly froze, "I have never seen this purse that the Crown Prince is wearing today. It looks so..."

She wanted to say it was ugly, but then she thought that it belonged to the prince after all. Finally, she changed her expression to a euphemistic way, "It's too plain. How about I change it for you?"

"No need." Cui Qiyan refused.

Simply, eat breakfast as usual.

Yunling, who was standing aside, stared at the purse he wore around his waist in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost. Frankly speaking, it didn't match his splendid clothes, so why would he wear them?

Cui Qiyan took Ji Bai out as usual after breakfast.

When Yunling and Bi Tao cleared the table and came out with the dishes, Meng Dong came over mysteriously, "Is the purse the prince is wearing the one you made?"

Yunling didn't hide anything from her and nodded.

"Your Majesty, why don't you feel embarrassed?"

"What did you say?" Although it was true, Yunling was still a little hurt when she heard it coming from her best friend.

Meng Dong also realized this, covered his mouth and hurriedly explained: "Yunling, that's not what I meant. I'm not saying that you are embarrassed, but that the purse you made is embarrassing..."

As if he was going too far, Meng Dong stamped his feet anxiously, "No, no... Well, you are not good at needlework, but you can make such a complete purse. I know how difficult it is, and I admire you very much. It's just the prince. Who is he? He actually uses a purse made by you and still wears it with him. I just don’t understand it."

Yunling understood that she meant what she said, and smiled and said, "I understand what you mean, and I don't understand it just like you."

She thought about the final destination of her purse, but she never expected this result.

Meng Dong glanced back, and when he saw no one there, he continued: "Could it be that the Crown Prince is trying to embarrass you?"

Yunling shook her head, "No, you also said that the Crown Prince is the one who is embarrassed by wearing that thing, not to mention that the purse is from my hand. Apart from the Crown Prince, only you know about this."

"Yeah, then

Why is the crown prince? "Meng Dong touched his forehead and looked confused.

"Forget it, don't think about it. His Majesty's actions have always been unpredictable. Maybe it was a whim. Anyway, I did as he asked. I have no control over what he wants to do with the things." Yunling raised the hand in her hand. Dishes, "I won't tell you anymore, I have to take these to the dining room."

"I'll go with you." Meng Dong took part of it from above.

Ji Bai was also confused by what they were puzzled about early in the morning. He had already looked at it several times on the way out of the mansion. When did the prince have such an ordinary purse?

He had entered the study in the past few days, although he only went in hurriedly to put out the candles. After thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have seen cloth of this color on the table inside.

Then thinking about Yun Ling staying in the study for several nights in a row, he suddenly said: "Your Majesty, is the purse you are wearing made by Yun Ling?"

Cui Qiyan did not avoid him, "You are not allowed to announce it to the outside world."

"It's just a purse, it's a bit ugly..." Ji Bai didn't understand why the prince specifically warned him.

Cui Qiyan looked over and immediately assured: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the young ones have the strictest mouths."

Cui Qiyan looked away, subconsciously touching the tassel on his purse, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Entering the winter months, the weather is getting colder and colder, but the Duke's mansion is very festive and lively. The reason is that it is the full moon day of the second master's eldest daughter.

The Second Madam specially discussed with the Old Madam and the Eldest Madam in advance to hold a grand banquet in the mansion. Although the old lady regretted that the first child of her great-grandchildren was from the second family, she was also very happy and always encouraged the Cui family, so she asked the eldest lady to help organize the full moon banquet.

The second lady, who has no housekeeping rights, takes advantage of this

This opportunity gave me a chance to shine. I spent a lot of extra money to organize this full moon banquet even more than the old lady's birthday banquet.