The sudden pain in her heart made Lan Qi even more energetic, and she smiled gently: "I don't know, I don't know." She came over silently, naturally took down the book in Yi Guiren's hand and put it away, and then invited her to the outer hall.
Sitting and drinking tea, Bu Chang brought fresh snacks from Tete, saying they were dumplings stuffed with jujube paste that had been steamed early in the morning.
Yi Guiren liked it very much and ate three of them in one go. She said she loved glutinous rice dumplings, but the people in the palace asked who would eat this on a hot day. After thinking about it for a long time, she actually ate it here.
Taohong came up and advised her master: "You have to hold on if you eat again. This thing is not easy to digest."
But Yi Guiren smiled at the two of them: "You have a silent palace maid here, please come and exchange it with my peach red. If she doesn't nag me a few words every day, she won't be able to eat."
Everyone laughed, and Lan Qi had nothing to be unhappy about. Yigui was the most cheerful person she had ever seen since entering the palace. Maybe it was because of his young age, or maybe he was born with such a personality. Except for Bu Changzai, who knew everything, she really didn't dare to talk to anyone casually.
They have a close friendship, even if Huigui and Ronggui take care of them like that, she would not dare to climb up to them.
It is difficult to be alone in this palace, but it is easy to isolate yourself. The more Lan Qi studies in recent days, the more these principles come out of her heart inexplicably, and she gradually becomes confused as to why the emperor wants her to study.
I thought it would be a good idea for the noble lady to leave just now, but who knew that she would stay for most of the day. Seeing the dusk outside, Bu Changzai asked politely if she wanted to stay for dinner. Taohong said before waiting for the master's answer:
"It's time to go back, I'm afraid Concubine Zhao will ask me."
Unexpectedly, he brought out the young master's temper and complained without any scruples: "Every time Concubine Zhao sees me, she always talks about the rules of the palace for a long time. I am not a three-year-old child anymore, why is she like that?"
If she doesn't like me, she can't blame me if she doesn't like the emperor. The emperor may not know who she will like tomorrow, and if she blames someone else another day, then who will bear with me for the grievances I have suffered?"
Bu Changzai and Lan Qi were stunned when they heard this. Although they would not go out to stir up trouble, if Yigui could say it here, he would definitely be able to say it elsewhere. If these words spread to the palace in the future, she would not be afraid.
Have you offended Concubine Zhao?
After all, Yigui was persuaded by Taohong to go back. Both Lan Qi and Bu Chang Zai breathed a sigh of relief. Bu Chang Zai was weak and had been with her for a long time and said she didn't want to eat dinner and just wanted to have a rest. Lan Qi followed her and took care of her for a while.
, and then went back to the dormitory by himself.
Without asking, Huan Chun knew that his master definitely didn't want to have dinner, so he brought a bowl of mung bean soup to coax her to take a few bites. He put away the spread pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked with a smile: "I haven't said a word today.
As for writing, the master has been a little lazy recently and has stopped reading the book, but is it because of the hot weather?"
Lan Qi put down the bowl and stopped eating, and came over to watch her put things away. She said blankly: "I don't read because I feel more and more confused these days. Recently, many of my ideas are different from before. I don't know if it's because of reading."
Regarding the relationship, I feel a little irritable, and I just want to put it aside for a while. You don’t have to do it for me tomorrow. I’ll just play quietly for a few days before talking about it.”
When Huan Chun heard what she said, he didn't know whether he should feel relieved or distressed. Thinking of what Yigui said today, he couldn't help but say: "Yigui is like that. If you say something nice, you're careless and cheerful. If you say something bad, it's not a lack of talent."
Are you being mean-spirited? Those words are so hurtful, has she ever put herself in other people's shoes?"
Lan Qi recalled those words. It turned out that the emperor also wanted to teach Yigui to write, but did he teach it because he wanted to do it for himself, or did he teach it when he met someone he liked? She still smiled and said: "It's nothing, just listen to it."
"But I couldn't help but the tears rolled down my face. I quickly raised my hand to wipe them away and laughed at myself, "You idiot, why are you crying?"
Huan Chun was heartbroken. He bent down and held Lan Qi's knees to comfort her: "The emperor must still be thinking of you?"
Lan Qi shook her head: "With such thoughts, I won't be able to endure this day. What do you think is better, living a good life or enduring a long life?"