"Wow, your hands are so warm." Gu Xiaoyou said enviously.

How could she be as cold as a popsicle while working in the yard, while Zhixia and Zhou were acting like nothing happened?

Could it be that after Hercules, she was lagging behind the ancient people in terms of body temperature?

Gu Xiaoyou thought tremblingly, and left the ice cellar with Zhixia's help.

The three people walked through the night and got into the carriage.

This time we returned home even later than the previous time we went to bed. The three of us had a rest after returning home and did not learn any new dishes.

Gu Xiaoyou went back to his room and watched two episodes of the TV series before going to sleep. The night slowly fell and the moon climbed up into the sky, illuminating the entire capital.

The next day, the sun was bright and sunny, but the winter wind was a bit bit cold.

Gu Xiaoyou was awakened by a gust of cold wind blowing from the crack of the window and sneezed on the bed.

"Ah sneeze." Gu Xiaoyou rubbed his nose and retracted himself into the bed.

"Miss, the slave has come in." Zhixia heard the noise and quickly entered the house with a new charcoal brazier.

After placing all the charcoal braziers in the room, Zhixia made a new copper cover and helplessly looked at her young lady huddled up on the bed.

"My slave said that I would change the brazier for you in the evening, but you don't agree to it. The wind is quite cold this morning, maybe it's blowing."

While Zhixia was nagging, she put the copper cover into Gu Xiaoyou's bed.

Gu Xiaoyou hugged the copper cover that was brought in, breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's so troublesome in the middle of the night. Why don't you tell me where to get the brazier and I can get it myself?"

The main reason is that she wants to watch a TV series in the middle of the night. What if Zhixia comes to deliver a new brazier and is discovered?

"Where is the charcoal fire room that you can go to? I'd rather send it to you as a servant." Zhixia said disapprovingly.

Gu Xiaoyou's hands and feet had already warmed up, and he poked his head out from under the quilt: "Is there anything you can't go to? They are all places where people stay."

Zhixia said while ironing Gu Xiaoyou's clothes with a copper pot, "It's against the rules."

"It's another rule." Gu Xiaoyou wrinkled her nose. As expected of someone who came from Mu Wuchen's house, she followed the rules when she spoke.

"Rules are the foundation of a good life." Zhixia took the warmed clothes to the bedside and said, "I will help you change your clothes."

"Thank you." Gu Xiaoyou reluctantly left the warm bed. Fortunately, Zhixia immediately put on warm clothes for her.

Gu Xiaoyou sighed comfortably and said, "You can come and change the charcoal fire, but you must remember to knock on the door."

"Okay, I'll take note of it," Zhixia said happily. She had been trying to persuade her young lady since the beginning of winter. After half a month, she finally relented.

"Are you so happy that you have another job tonight?" Gu Xiaoyou washed his face and asked without knowing why.

"My slave has an extra job. I have lost a lot of work since I started serving you." Zhixia handed over the handkerchief and said softly: "Which young lady is so self-reliant as you? The less I have to do."

The more uneasy I feel.”

Gu Xiaoyou blinked a few times, not knowing what Zhixia was thinking.

She felt weird being served by Zhixia every day, so she wouldn't bother her if she could. After all, she had hands and feet, and she couldn't even comb her hair except for a bun. She really didn't want to bother Zhixia too much.

But Zhixia still insisted on doing everything from wiping her hair to delivering water, and she felt quite embarrassed.

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Xiaoyou asked curiously.

Zhixia combed Gu Xiaoyou's hair and said softly: "Slave... I'm worried that you will replace me."

"You are so good, why should I replace you?" Gu Xiaoyou patted Zhixia's hand in a comforting manner: "You have been with me for so long, don't you still know what kind of person I am?"

"I know that you are a good person, but the rules cannot be messed up. I still have to do the work that I should do." Zhixia smiled and continued to comb Gu Xiaoyou's hair.

Gu Xiaoyou felt a little helpless when she heard this. This was probably Zhixia's way of survival. Although she didn't agree with it, she couldn't change much.

Forget it, let's take it slow. One day, Zhixia will not be so scared.

She has given up on the idea that everyone is equal. Her power alone is too weak and she can only make the people around her live a good life.

Gu Xiaoyou sighed silently and applied cream on his face.

Zhixia didn't know that her few words made her young lady think so much, so she combed her hair into a bun as usual and chose a white jade hairpin to insert into the bun.

"Okay, you can take a look and see if you're satisfied."

Gu Xiaoyou picked up the bronze mirror and took a look at it: "Well, it looks pretty good."

"As long as it looks good, this is your new hair bun." Zhixia trimmed Gu Xiaoyou's temples, smelled the cream, and said softly: "Wow, miss, your new cream smells so good."

"It smells good. I added some flowers to it." As she said that, Gu Xiaoyou opened the drawer of the dressing table and took out two small black lacquered mother-of-pearl boxes: "I made one box each for you and Sister Zhou. Take

Go paint it."

"Wow, thank you, Miss." Zhixia took one of the small boxes, opened it and smelled it, and a faint scent of jasmine came out.

Zhixia dipped a little cream into her fingertips and wiped it on the back of her hand. The back of her hand became a little more delicate.

"You did a great job." Zhixia said happily: "When did you make the facial cream? Why have I never seen you make it?"

"When I was in the medical clinic, sometimes I couldn't sleep during my lunch break, so I just studied these things. Anyway, there were a lot of materials in the medical clinic, so it was quite convenient for me to make them." Gu Xiaoyou applied some lip balm and explained.

"No wonder, sometimes I can smell the smell of medicine on your body." Zhixia put away the small box and said with a smile.

"No one sees a doctor, so I study beauty products." Gu Xiaoyou raised his eyebrows and stood up from the dressing table.

As usual, I put on my cloak and wanted to walk out the door. The moment I opened the door, I was dissuaded by the cold winter wind.

"Wow, is it so cold today?" Gu Xiaoyou complained, rubbing the goosebumps on his arms that were blown by the wind.

"It's okay. Miss, you are too afraid of the cold." Zhixia took out a sheepskin jacket from the closet: "Put on the little jacket. It will keep you warm."

"Okay." Gu Xiaoyou untied his cloak, put on his jacket, and then put the cloak back on.

Dressed like this, Gu Xiaoyou's exquisite figure was wrapped up, and just as she expected, it was wrapped into a ball.

"Oh my god, this is too bloated." Gu Xiaoyou mustered up the courage to walk out.

Although it's not cold anymore, my whole body is no longer beautiful either.

She stood at the door, considering whether she wanted temperature or style. Another gust of wind blew, and Gu Xiaoyou obediently chose temperature.

Meeting Zhou at the door, Gu Xiaoyou sat on the carriage and handed the small box to Zhou: "This is the cream for you."
Chapter completed!