Chapter 277 Why Don't You Cry? (2)

Light crimson jacket embroidered with five blessings and longevity, with a silver-gray horse-faced skirt embroidered with eight treasures. The color will neither be too dark nor too stand out, after all, Nanny He puts it there for her age. The little flowers embroidered for Wufu Tongshou don't know how to embroider, and Lilac embroidered them with help. The other embroidery, including the main body of the clothes, were all done by Xiaohua herself.

The clothes were ready, and when Ding Xiang went to get the meal at noon, Xiao Hua asked her to take it, and asked her to pass it in when she got the soup from Jingtai Hall.

It was not the first time for Ding Xiang to get soup from the Jingtai Palace, and when he arrived at the door, someone had to notify the people in the small kitchen to hand over the soup.

Every time a person named Aunt Meng handed out the soup, Ding Xiang thanked her, and after taking the soup, she handed the bundle in her hand to Aunt Meng.

"Auntie, these are the clothes our wife made for Nanny He, please help me to bring them to Nanny."

Aunt Meng was a little surprised, but she didn't say anything. She nodded and handed the burden to the little eunuch who was guarding the gate.

The rules in the Jingtai Palace are strict, and all items entering and exiting need to be inspected.

The little eunuch took it over familiarly, with a smile on his face, and said, "No wonder", then he untied the burden, picked up the clothes inside lightly and inspected it carefully.

Who in this Jingtai Palace doesn't know that Madam He is a veteran, even Grandpa Fu wants to call Auntie, who doesn't know that there is a Mrs. Hua in their palace, who is very favored in front of His Highness.

Outsiders are naturally puzzled, but those who have served in the Jingtai Palace for some years know how much Mrs. Hua is favored. Her Highness, who used to go to the backyard once or twice a year, now does not know how many times a month.

Neither of them could afford to offend them, but rules are rules, and the little eunuch could only keep apologizing and checking quickly with his hands.

"What are you guys doing?"

Fushun saw a few people standing at the gate of the palace from a long distance, and asked aloud when they approached.

Walking in front of him is His Royal Highness King Jing.

King Jing was wearing a royal blue light fur coat today, with a white robe embroidered with silver patterns underneath. He looked tall and tall, with a jade tree facing the wind, his pupils were dark, and his face was always indifferent.

Ding Xiang bowed to King Jing and Fushun respectively, and then replied: "Return to Manager Fu, Madam made clothes for Nanny He in the small kitchen, and I asked my maidservant to bring them today."

King Jing glanced at the light crimson dress that had stung his eyes for a few days, and walked over.

Fushun nodded and followed without saying anything else.

Ding Xiang took her lunch back and told about it when setting the meal, but Xiao Hua didn't take it seriously after hearing it.

The small kitchen of Jingtai Palace.

Nanny He held the clothes made by Xiao Hua, smiling all over her face.

"This girl, I still remember Mammy in my heart." She touched the clothes in her hands fondly, no matter how she looked at them, she felt good. Aunt Meng gave a rare smile on her usual cold and serious face, "Don't you remember her too?"

"I just saw that girl has a good eye, and I think it's not easy for her. She obviously didn't have that idea, but the old eunuch Fushun always pushes behind. She was poisoned and wronged. It's not easy. Fame, let’s make such a fuss again..."

After saying that, Nanny He sighed, she knew what Princess Jing did.

Aunt Meng comforted: "It's a blessing, not a curse. After all, she is considered a bit of a blessing, unlike those two. You are taking care of it, and Dr. Hu Liang is taking care of it. It won't be long."

"It's better to be like this."