The winter snow is melting and spring is approaching.
Shen Dingzhu stayed in Yuzhang Palace for five or six days and couldn't sit still.
Xiao Langyan became even busier. In half a month, it would be the emperor's sixtieth birthday. He had to take time out from the busy government affairs to coordinate and arrange everything.
Shen Dingzhu was not idle either, and took Shen Bi and Xiucui to the embroidery workshop department in the palace.
This place is specially responsible for the embroidery of the inner palace. The patterns on the palace clothes are usually made by the embroiderers here.
Shen Dingzhu walked in and looked at the spacious embroidery workshop, with its majestic door and staggered columns.
Embroiderers can be seen everywhere, with their heads lowered, threading needles and threads in front of the weaving workshop.
"Master, look, this dragon is so lifelike." Shen Bi pointed to the embroidery hanging in front of a jade wall and was quite amazed.
Shen Dingzhu brought the two of them up to watch.
A majestic green dragon is soaring in the sky, with its feet stepping on auspicious clouds, and behind it are the continuous green mountains and seas.
What an elegant embroidery.
At this point, it's almost finished, and there's still a finishing touch to the dragon's eyes.
Shen Bi wanted to get closer and take a closer look, but Shen Dingzhu pulled her back: "You can't get any closer. This is something for the emperor. If you touch it dirty, you may lose your head."
The beauty smiled and scratched the tip of Shen Bi's nose. Shen Bi heard the words and hurriedly retracted her hand: "I don't want to look at it, but if it is for the emperor, why is it hanging here like this? I'm not afraid of people coming and going. broken?"
Shen Dingzhu raised his eyes and looked at the fine embroidery threads, shining in the sunlight.
Her voice was clear and pleasant: "You don't understand this. Hanging it up now is called drying thread. The threads used to embroider dragons on dragon robes have a nice name, called rosy thread. This kind of thread must be exposed to light. Only once can it turn into the color of red gold."
"Before this, these threads could only be placed in a box and hidden from the sun. Otherwise, once exposed to light and the color appears, the original color will fade and become less bright in less than a year."
Shen Bi listened and seemed to understand: "Master, you are so powerful, you even know this."
Shen Dingzhu was about to speak, but Xiucui beside her quickly lowered her head and said hello behind her: "I've met Aunt Xia Bing."
A majestic voice came: "Who are you? Since you know the value of walking on the rosy thread, you should stay away from it. Otherwise, you will ruin the embroiderer's two years of hard work. What crime do you deserve?"
Shen Dingzhu turned around and saw an eldest palace maid standing in front of her. She was about thirty years old, with a square face, round eyes and small lips, and a serious smile.
"Aunt Xia Bing, please don't be angry. I am Shen Dingzhu, the aunt of His Highness Prince Ning. I was shocked when I saw this lifelike green dragon. But don't worry, aunt, we are not close."
Xia Bing almost glanced at Shen Dingzhu out of the corner of her eye. She stepped forward to check the Qinglong embroidery. She felt relieved after there was indeed no damage.
"It turns out to be Aunt Shen."
Shen Dingzhu's eyebrows curved: "The weather is getting warmer and spring is approaching. I want to embroider a pair of thin boots for the prince. I'm still almost done with the thread for the base. The prince said they are here, so I came."
Xia Bing didn't want to deal with someone like Shen Dingzhu, but she was worried about Prince Ning, so she pursed her lips and said to the little palace maid behind her: "Go get the thread for Aunt Shen."
Seeing the little palace maid walking away with nimble steps, Shen Dingzhu said: "I know a lot about Nühong. I wonder whose work this blue dragon embroidery is? I really want to have a good exchange."
Xia Bing glanced at her: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Aunt Shen. This embroidery was embroidered by Concubine Xian, who gathered twenty outstanding embroiderers from the south of the Yangtze River. It was specially prepared for the emperor's sixtieth birthday for two years."
"Now, Concubine Xian has sent her to our embroidery studio, waiting for the auspicious moment to come. Therefore, if Aunt Shen wants to learn from her, I'm afraid she has come to the wrong place."
After saying that, Xia Bing blessed her body and said coldly: "I still have something to do, so I won't talk to Aunt Shen anymore."
Seeing her leaving, Shen Dingzhu's beautiful eyes were leisurely, without any anger.
In the previous life, Xia Bing, the consul aunt of the Embroidery Department, was one of the chess pieces placed by the queen in the inner palace. Therefore, Xia Bing was of great use to Shen Dingzhu.
Noon the next day.
Shen Dingzhu went to the East Palace to accompany Su Wenhua to dinner.
She was still wearing the vermilion pearl satin, as if it never changed.
At this moment, Su Wenhua held his chin up somewhat sadly, sitting on the Arhat bed, looking at the shadow of the willow lake outside the window.
"Cousin, His Highness the Crown Prince has not announced that I will accompany him for four days."
"What's the hurry?" Shen Dingzhu lay on the cork red table opposite her, feeling the warm early spring sunshine, shining on her white porcelain face, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she felt a little comfortable.
Su Wenhua twisted around and sat upright, looked around, and lowered his voice: "Can I not be anxious? I originally wanted to take advantage of this period of time to get pregnant, but His Highness did not invite me to sleep with him."
Shen Dingzhu opened his soft eyes, and the light of the lake shone in his eyes, like soft water waves, rippling.
"Actually, you only wear this piece of clothing every day. Your Highness might have gotten tired of it a long time ago. Why don't you change it to something else?"
Su Wenhua was stunned, looked down at the skirt, and said sadly, "I wear it all the time because His Highness likes it. If I don't wear it any day, Your Highness will still blame me."
Shen Dingzhu's expression was cool, with a faint gentleness on her eyebrows. She smiled half-heartedly and said, "What's the problem? Go to the embroidery studio and ask them to embroider an exact one for you. Just change it and wear it."
As if awakened by the words, Su Wenhua's eyes flashed: "Cousin, why didn't you remind me earlier? I will send someone to the Embroidery Department to spread the word."
However, Shen Dingzhu pulled her sleeves and looked at the threads on her clothes.
"You should have heard that I embroidered this scarlet skirt and gave it to Miss Fu, right?"
Su Wen raised his brows, crossed his arms, and looked proudly: "Of course, if it weren't for this, I wouldn't love her as a treasure. The clothes my cousin spent all night embroidering are truly treasures."
"But His Highness the Crown Prince was not only unwilling to give the treasure to Miss Fu, but instead gave it to me. What does this mean? His Highness has me in his heart, but because of the huge power of the Fu family, he had to marry Fu Yunqiu."
Su Wenhua frowned in discomfort when he thought that their wedding day was approaching.
"So when you go to the Embroidery Studio this time, you'd better convince their eldest aunt Xia Bing to embroider an identical dress for you personally, because I heard that the wedding dress of Princess Fu Yunqiu was made by her. .”
Hearing what Shen Dingzhu said, Su Wenhua immediately sat upright and started thinking, as if he wanted to compete with Fu Yunqiu.
"Xia Bing?" Su Wenhua probably had never heard of this person. He only repeated the name a few times and said, "Remember, I will send someone to find her."
At this moment, the figure at the door shook, the crystal curtain clattered, and the palace people outside said hello: "See His Highness the Crown Prince."
Su Wenhua was overjoyed and immediately stood up to greet him: "Your Highness is here."
Shen Dingzhu lowered his head secretly and said, "Then I'll go back first."
When Xiao Xuanke arrived, Su Wenhua was still in the mood to chat with Shen Dingzhu, so he waved her hand and let her go.
There were two structures in the house facing each other. Shen Dingzhu knew that Xiao Xuanke was going to enter from the front, so she quickly turned around and went out from the back.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped out of the threshold, she heard Su Wenhua's surprised call from inside the house: "Your Highness, where are you going?"
There was another "crash" sound, and Xiao Xuanke actually chased him out of the front curtain and looked toward the back door.
Shen Dingzhu looked at him coldly, Xiao Xuanke raised his eyebrows intriguingly, his dark tiger eyes filled with excitement.
"Why are you running? Will I eat you?"
