Zhuo Ye browsed through all the books in the wooden box and found no content involving Arabic numerals. She was not too surprised, and she didn't have much hope that Lian Xiao would read such women's novels. So,
Who did Lian Xiao learn Arabic numerals from? Or, she and Xia Chen were not the only ones who traveled through this time and space?
It can be seen that Xia Chen is a prolific author. Before she traveled through time, she was doing literary work, right? Or was she originally a novelist? But, how many years did it take to write this box full of books?
Also, before Lian Qin left, he said that some books were out of print... Zhuo Ye felt a little uneasy. What era had this Xia Chen traveled to? Could it have been...
"Little Baozi" came back from the academy. Zhuo Ye quickly put the books on the table into the wooden box. Lian Qin told her that these books were her treasures and she had to be careful when reading them. If "Little Baozi"
A few scratches with the little claws, which are neither light nor heavy, may cause harm...
However, it seemed that "Little Baozi" didn't have much interest in these books. He didn't even take a second look at them. He let Qiao Ling wipe his sweaty little face with a wet hand towel while pouting his little mouth and yelling: "
'Little Leaf', it's so hot out there, can you make me that sweet and icy powder later?"
Zhuo Ye knew that the "little bun" was referring to ice powder, so he smiled and nodded: "Okay, little greedy cat, I'll make it for you in a minute."
Because "Little Baozi" only kept his ears open and concentrated on listening to Zhuo Ye and Feng Lince's "whispers" last night, he fell asleep very late, which caused him to keep opening his mouth and yawning during the day, and he ate ice powder.
After that, he only played for a short while before climbing into Zhuo Ye's bed to catch up on his sleep...
Zhuo Ye casually picked out another book from the box and flipped through it, but he couldn't quite read it. He was always distracted, thinking about what kind of things this Xia Chen had experienced and whether there were any others.
Traveling through "fellow townspeople"...
When Feng Linche walked into the room, Zhuo Ye was still in a daze holding the book. It was not until Feng Linche's big hand gently touched her face that Zhuo Ye came back to his senses...
"You're back..." Zhuo Ye looked up and smiled tenderly at Feng Lince.
"Well, Xuan'er didn't bother you?" Feng Lince glanced at the books in Zhuo Ye's hands and in the box, and then an imperceptible glimmer flashed in his eyes...
Zhuo Ye pursed his lips in the direction of the bedroom and said softly: "Xuan'er is tired from playing and fell asleep." After saying that, he put down the novel in his hand and poured Feng Lince a cup of tea.
Feng Lince took the tea cup and sat next to Zhuo Ye. He frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "Why is this boy sleeping here again? Let Xiang Sui take him away at night!"
Zhuo Ye heard the sour taste in Feng Lince's tone and found it very funny: "Xiang Sui will come to pick up Xuan'er in the evening."
Seeing the book she had just put down, Zhuo Ye suddenly thought of something and said again: "I want to go to your study to find some books, is that okay?"
Feng Lince pursed her lips and looked at Zhuo Ye for a moment, then put down the teacup in her hand, took her slender hand and said, "Follow me."
The servants they met along the way all saw their prince gently holding Miss Zhuo's little hand. Although Miss Zhuo looked a little shy, she did not struggle and allowed the prince to hold her...
Everyone couldn't help but communicate with their eyes with a look of gossip. It seemed that their palace was finally about to hold a happy event... In less than half an hour, this warm and harmonious scene spread throughout the entire Prince Rui's palace...
When they arrived at the study, Feng Linche asked Zhuo Ye to sit down in front of the desk. Then he took out a volume from the bookcase and handed it to Zhuo Ye: "Does Ye'er want to check this?"
Zhuo Ye reached out and took it, only to see the two characters "Xia Chen" written on the first page!
"So you know I want to..."
"That box of books in your room was given to you by Lian Qin?" Feng Lince asked calmly.
"Well, she lent it to me." Zhuo Ye nodded.
"The real name of 'Chenyang layman' is indeed Xia Chen, which is the Xia Chen I told you about when we were in Tawang Town."
"Oh..." Zhuo Ye became more and more convinced that this Xia Chen was the person she was looking for, but now that she had her information in hand, she was a little afraid to open it...
Feng Linche pulled up a chair, sat across from Zhuo Ye, and said softly: "How about Ye'er watching here? I have some things to deal with, but I want you to accompany me..."
"Okay..." Zhuo Ye knew in his heart that he actually wanted to accompany her...
Zhuo Ye took a deep breath and opened the pile of information about Xia Chen...
An hour later.
Zhuo Ye's eyes were dull and he raised his head in a daze...
How could this happen...why would this happen...
Feng Linche, who had been paying attention to Zhuo Ye's expression, had already noticed something strange about her. From the moment she opened the volume of information, Zhuo Ye was sometimes surprised, sometimes excited, sometimes sighed, and her expressions kept changing. But now, her delicate face
His little face was full of loss and sadness...
"Ye'er, what's wrong with you?" Feng Lince asked worriedly.
"No, it's nothing..." Zhuo Ye's voice was erratic and his almond-shaped eyes were empty...
Feng Linche stood up, walked around the desk, took Xia Chen's information from Zhuo Ye's hand and put it aside, squatted down, took her hand, raised his head and said softly: "Ye'er, actually, there are some things that you don't have to worry about.
In my heart, I can help you share the burden..." After a pause, he continued: "If you don't want to talk about it, it doesn't matter, just remember that I will always be by your side."
Zhuo Ye stared at Feng Lince blankly for a long time, and finally his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears rolled down...
"Ye'er..." Feng Lince stretched out his big hand and gently wiped the tears on Zhuo Ye's face.
Zhuo Ye's tears were like broken pearls, falling more and more...
Feng Lince stood up, hugged Zhuo Ye distressedly, and patted her back with his big hands, but he didn't know how to comfort her...
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Zhuo Ye lay in Feng Lince's arms and cried into tears.
She could no longer remember how many years she had not exposed her fragile and helpless side to others...
Song Mo, who was hiding outside the study, heard the crying coming from inside, and couldn't help but squat down under a big tree and draw circles in depression. The prince was so ignorant that he actually made Miss Zhuo cry, and he didn't want to think about it.
Miss Zhuo's small body could not withstand the torture of the prince's strong body day and night! Alas! He heard something he shouldn't have heard again, and I don't know what method the prince would think of to punish him...
What a bitter life!
Zhuo Ye cried for a long time and gradually calmed down. He leaned the center of his body against Feng Lince and sobbed quietly.
"Ye'er... Princess Yi..." Feng Lince hesitated for a moment and then said.
"She is indeed my 'fellow countryman', we...come from the same place..."