My Dear, She is Always Unmotivated

Chapter 405: Useless

“Hey, I’ll ask someone to make arrangements now,” Zi Rui said with a smile.

We have known each other since childhood, and I really can’t bear to see her doing hard labor and being bullied and beaten.

With the heavy rain and wind, the weather became very cold, and Shen Chuliu began to use silver wire carbon here.

 The main reason is that it is too humid and cannot withstand it if not used.

The sixth prince was indeed not afraid of the wind and rain and had to come back for lunch at noon.

After all, Brocade couldn't stay longer, so he left after staying with her for a while.

 “Your Majesty... you have a kind heart.” Zhi Jin didn’t know what to say.

The little girl smiled and left.

　In the past, although Shen Biyu's place was not lively, it was decent. Now all the good things have been taken away, and she has no one to take care of her.

Shen Biyu looked back and saw her, in disbelief: "Broil...you...are you still there? I thought you were dead...I..."

 “Miss, you are suffering.” Zhi Jin lowered his head.

"It's okay, what about you? Why are you here?" Shen Biyu grabbed Brocade's hand tightly.

"Hey, another reward? Look at the skin, it's a good thing. This is a change of scenery. The emperor feels sorry for the sixth prince, right?" the young steward said with a smile.

“It’s said that the Sixth Prince had to go to Cuiyunxuan to eat at noon every day. Empress Jing Zhaoyi couldn’t stop her. She must have complained to the Emperor a few times, and the Emperor rewarded her.” The chief steward said in a low voice.

Originally, the clothes of the princes were not finished yet. When they were brought here, they were put together with the clothes of the six princes. They just reminded: "These pieces must be driven out first. This is a reward from the emperor."

"Miss, Zhijin is here, miss..." Zhijin came over a few steps and knelt down: "Miss, are you okay?"

"What Sister Wu said, she is just a changer who cannot see the emperor now. She is lucky to be able to wear warm clothes. There are a lot of clothes in the old year, but she can at least withstand it." Zhi Jin wiped away tears.

Just sitting in the room with her hair loose, there was a pot of steaming tea in front of her. Just by smelling it, she knew that the tea was not good. "Miss." Zhi Jin came in, looked at the dull Shen Biyu, and almost cried.

Brocade nodded and got busy.

She didn't dare to say anything about her masters. After seeing it, she quickly assigned tasks.

I had to ask someone to take good care of me and wear more clothes when I came out.

“Hey, that’s all, this job is easy to do, and you’re here just in time. You also know the size. It’s just that you can’t use something that is too good.” Sister Wu said.

“It’s good that you know this, start it quickly, it’s easy to do, it only takes a few days.”

 “Hey, I know this. We are all fine.” Zhijin smiled.

An embroiderer with a good temper said in a low voice: "Look, our Empress Jing Zhaoyi and the Sixth Prince often have things. It's not easy for you to get started now. I'll give you some work to do later."

"Let's not talk about it anymore. This winter coat was made by the slave, as well as socks and other small items. Although it is not as good as the previous one, the slave chooses soft and soft fabrics as much as possible. You can't see anything underneath." Zhijin said. .

"Don't worry, I don't want to die. It's me who has caused you trouble." Shen Biyu pulled the brocade and stood up: "It's a good thing that you are still alive and have a destination. I can be considered... worthy of you and your mother."

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"The slave was assigned to do hard labor at first. She was not fed enough, beaten, and punished. She was very happy. It was... someone from Empress Jing Zhaoyi's place... took the slave to the Service Bureau. Anyway... Anyway, she was not beaten and could eat. You’re full. This servant is here today. It’s Empress Jing Zhaoyi who… ordered the Department of Service and Services to make winter clothes for you.”

 "I...I'm fine, I...cough cough cough..."

Chen Xiaoyi came out and held the slave's hand: "Tsk, Shen Changyi is lucky. He has ended up in this situation, and there are still people who care. You, you have a good sister."

"That's all, it's because I'm not as skilled as others, it's because I think too much. It's because I'm stupid. I admit it. Let's see what happens in the future. I also want to see how far she can go. She takes care of me , I will just endure it, and when I get better, I will live well."

 The Bureau of Services and Services will arrange it as soon as it gets the materials. There is no need to delay.

In just three or four days, I made several sets of cotton-padded clothes, as well as socks and other small items wrapped in brocade. Sister Wu read it and asked her to take it without reporting it.

"Miss, don't be discouraged. Even if you have to change clothes for the rest of your life, don't be discouraged. You are still young." Just saying this, I felt like I didn't know how to continue.

“There are all kinds of patterns, you hurry up and make a few.”

"Do you think she repays kindness with kindness, or does she just want to watch me suffer piecemeal?" Shen Biyu smiled bitterly: "But even if she wants to see me suffer, I... don't dare to die, I'm afraid."

 I had to run errands for brocade, so I went to Qingzhi Pavilion by the way.

After hearing this, Qi Yixiu just smiled and rewarded the Sixth Prince with some fabrics and leathers, and asked the Service Bureau to rush to make some thick winter coats.

"Hey." Zhijin responded hurriedly, thinking in her mind that such a Jing Zhaoyi, how could Shen Changyi be better?

Just as he was talking, he saw a little girl coming over: "Sister Wu, Grandma Jin called me here and asked you to choose something for Shen Changyi to make a winter coat. Try to keep it warm. Oh, isn't this brocade? Don't you think? Fortunately, Empress Jing Zhaoyi takes care of you master and servant, otherwise this winter would have passed like this?"

Shen Biyu is not recovering from her illness and has a severe cough.

 Shen Biyu still sent it to the door.

"It's her." Shen Biyu was dumbfounded again: "You don't know, right? She was the one who sent me the imperial doctor when I was sick, and she arranged the medicine. She arranged three meals a day and all the hot water. She takes care of me."

Shen Chuliu didn't listen to his advice, and it was useless to scold him.

Shen Biyu smiled and took the things: "I asked you to worry about it. You should be well yourself. I won't be able to take care of you in the future, so you can take care of yourself."

 The little steward smiled and nodded, looking at each other and saying nothing.

The nuns are busy responding, and the needlework is very detailed. Those who embroider and make clothes, such as brocade, who have just come in, can only do rough work and scrap work.

“Miss, why have you lost so much weight? This room smells like medicine. Are you sick?” Zhi Jin wiped her tears.

"Miss, you can't think like that. Just be well. In the future..." Brocade couldn't say any more.

"Chen Xiaoyi doesn't have to use these words to disgust me all day long. I'm already like this, and I don't dare to commit suicide. If Chen Xiaoyi is willing to give me a good time, that's fine. If not, I can just change clothes and it won't interfere with Xiaoyi's business. Please Xiaoyi, please be noble and let me go." Shen Biyu was in this situation, but she was much calmer than before.

"Tsk, what can I do to you? That's all. I'm fine, but I'm not necessarily better than you. If something happens to me in the future, I won't be able to eat, drink, and get medical treatment if I don't have your life." Chen Xiaoyi hummed. After a while, he held the girl's hand and went in again.

 (End of this chapter)