As time goes by, the weather becomes colder and colder. Although the Southern Dynasty is in the south, it is not a climate that can be passed by wearing two single clothes and cloaks in the middle of winter. On the contrary, the Southern Dynasty has a vast water area, and it is always wet and cold every winter. No matter how much you wear, it will be cold as soon as the wind blows.

But fortunately, the cold days of the Southern Dynasty were only one or two months, and this year's winter was warm, and there was no need to burn the earth dragon in November.

But even so, the palaces have already received clothes for the winter this year, added cotton jackets and velvet thick-soled shoes, and those with status also have fur cloaks, shawls and hand warmers.

In front of the huge bronze mirror with dazzling gems in the Yuguang Hall, Chongjia was stroking the rabbit velvet blanket in his hand and enjoying it. The dragons in the interior of the hall were burning just right. When his fingers became more active, Chongjia took the rouge and dressed up carefully on his face.

"We can finally see Your Majesty today. Your Majesty should be ready to go on a morning date. When Your Majesty arrives, we will go to pay our respects to Your Majesty." Chongjia looked at himself in the mirror with rouge. His skin was as white as snow, his delicate facial features, and his delicate face. His eyes turned so hard that he was absent-minded and sighed that he was still pity for me.

After drawing the last little corner of his eyes, the rising redness outlined a different charm. Chong Jia curled his lips with satisfaction, put down the thin hair in his hand, waved his hand, and asked someone to lift the bronze mirror down.

"Go to the kitchen to see if my bamboo shoots and trench fungus soup is ready. You should warm your body up before going out." Chongjia leaned against the side of the soft couch and pulled the rabbit velvet blanket up to cover his chest. If it weren't for seeing His Majesty, he wouldn't go out in the middle of winter.

The little eunuch who was serving the side ran out like a flying erection. Xiao Hanzi took the jade hammer and lowered his body to beat the crown and jade legs. "Your Highness hasn't seen the emperor for a long time. Please give me some good clothes. What kind of clothes do you plan to wear?"

Chongjia squinted his head and pointed his eyes casually in the air, "Just like the dark orange set sent by the Shangfu Bureau a few days ago."

Xiao Hanzi nodded, and then the two eunuchs took over the clothes, put on a light collar and wore a dark orange big sleeve shirt on the outside. There was no extra embroidery decoration. The warm color alone could already make people have a bright and good mood in winter.

"Your Majesty chooses the best ones." Chongjia spread his arms and turned around in the same place. Before he could hear his steps, a sudden shout almost tripped him.

"Who is making noise?" Chongjia's eyebrows were clustered, his eyes swept over, and everyone lowered their eyes and lowered their heads.

"Your Highness, your bamboo shoots and trench fungus soup has been taken away." The little eunuch who had gone out had rushed in and rushed in with a chill, rushing to Chongjia with a chill that was stained with coldness on his body.

After being in such a good mood, he heard that his bamboo shoots and trench fungus soup was taken away. Chongjia cursed, "Who dares to take my highness's things? Are you brave enough to see that I am being confined?" He suddenly turned to the little eunuch, "Did you take it away from Jiuqin Palace?"

After Guan Yu roared, the little eunuch shrank his neck and said in a soft voice, "I heard that it was taken away by the people from Qingxin Palace, and the other slaves didn't know."

"Qingxin Palace?" Chongjia was stunned and thought for a long time before he realized where Qingxin Palace was - a remote place where few people went in Chang'an Palace.

After reacting, Chongjia's anger rushed up.

A small Qingxin Palace, who had no master in charge, dared to compete with the second-rank eunuch in the emperor's harem, and lived impatiently!

Chongjia immediately rushed out of Yuguang Hall and went straight to Qingxin Hall.

Qingxin Palace and Yuguang Palace belong to different palace groups, with a considerable distance between them. The cold wind hangs on his face. Chongjia didn't realize it. He just wanted to see who was desperate to compete with him.

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Chongjia is funny, isn't it

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