When Miss Xiaohuan showed a smile on her face and started discussing with them about Qixi Festival again, the maids in the Viscount's Mansion knew that the crisis was over.
So the cloud that shrouded the people above slowly dissipated, and the warm sunlight shone in again.
"What the hell are you thinking?"
After breakfast, Li Yi was sitting on a stone bench in the yard, looking at the distant sky in a daze, when a cold voice came from the side.
"Home."
Li Yi didn't look back, just looked at the sky like this, and said a word in a daze.
Even though he has been 100% integrated here, there is one fact that will never change.
The matter of the King of Shu was just an introduction, and this was the real reason why he was so decadent these days.
Miss Liu Er frowned, "Didn't you just come back from Qing'an Mansion not long ago, and you want to go back?"
Li Yi finally looked back at her, with a smile on his face, and said, "I can't go back..."
Although he was smiling, no matter how she looked at it, Second Miss Liu felt that there was deep helplessness and desolation in this smile. She bit her lower lip, thought for a while, and said, "Anyway, there is nothing good in this capital. We..., we You can go back."
Li Yi knew that she would not understand that neither Qing'an Mansion nor the capital had any special meaning to him, so he stood up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for worrying you these few days."
Second Miss Liu glanced at him indifferently, then turned and left.
"As one wishes."
She paused when she heard a voice behind her.
"Thank you."
She turned her head, looked at him and asked, "What?"
"It's nothing..." Li Yi stood up, waved his hands, and walked into the room.
"It's inexplicable." Second Miss Liu stood there for a while, her face softened a little, but she still curled her lips and said something.
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In the imperial palace and Qinzheng Hall, Emperor Jing put down the memorial in his hand, and saw that there were still piles of political affairs that needed to be dealt with, he let out a long breath, and couldn't help but feel a little powerless.
"It's an hour, Your Majesty should rest." Chang De's figure appeared behind Emperor Jing like a ghost, and said in a low voice.
Emperor Jing had long been accustomed to his appearance, so he picked up the teacup on the table to moisten his throat, thought of something, and asked casually, "How is Li Xianzi's health?"
Chang De bowed and said, "Yesterday is still the same."
Emperor Jing frowned and asked, "What did the imperial doctor say?"
Chang De said: "Li Xianzi is just lethargic. The imperial doctor has no conclusion yet. He just said that it may be a disease caused by worry. When it is good, it depends on Li Xianzi himself."
"Sickness from worry?" Emperor Jing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "What is there for him to worry about? Does he have more things to worry about than I do?"
Chang De thought for a while, and said: "It is said that Li Xianzi had a conversation with the King of Shu that day, and the two finally broke up."
"Shu King?" Emperor Jing thought for a while, and said, "If it's just because of the Shu King, it doesn't seem like his temperament. I'm afraid there are other reasons. However, Li Xian is indeed a little uneasy these days. , could it be that he wished for me to die early?"
When Emperor Jing spoke the second half of the sentence, his tone was already a little harsh.
When talking about this topic, Changde habitually kept silent.
Looking at His Majesty's face, he couldn't help but think of the disputes among the hundreds of officials in the court over the position of the crown prince these days, a trace of sarcasm appeared in his cloudy old eyes.
At this moment, an eunuch came in from the outside and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, you have already arrived, and now you are waiting outside the palace gate."
"Go and see him for me, what's going on." Emperor Jing ordered Chang De, and then said to the eunuch: "Send him in."
A moment later, when a young man with a thin figure and a hint of anxiety on his face was led by two eunuchs, and walked through the palace gate, Princess Shouning was lying on the brocade couch, blowing the cool breeze, mouth He was muttering something over and over again.
"A big liar, a big liar who doesn't mean anything!"
"It's been a few days since I agreed to cook and invite dinner myself, and there is no news at all."
"But Brother Xuan said that he was sick, so it seems that he can't be blamed... Bodhisattva bless him, bless him to get well soon..."
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"Ning'er, what are you doing?"
Concubine Yan walked in from the outside and saw her daughter knelt on the bed with her hands folded, muttering something in her mouth, she asked suspiciously.
"Ah!" There was a trace of panic on Princess Shouning's face, but she quickly returned to normal. She jumped off the bed barefoot, ran to Concubine Yan, hugged her and said, "I am asking the Bodhisattva to bless you, bless you!" The concubine mother will always be as young and beautiful as she is now... "
"You child, what are you talking about..." Just when Concubine Yan was dumbfounded by her daughter's words, Concubine Wei was in her own palace, but her brows were furrowed, and all the maids serving were also cautious, for fear that something would happen. Be careful and offend the empress.
Concubine Wei asked a eunuch with a serious face: "What's wrong with Han'er recently, he shut himself in the room all day and can't come out, what is he doing?"
The eunuch knelt on the ground, trembling, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't know, His Royal Highness King Jin didn't let us in at all. The servant just heard His Royal Highness Jin talking about 'Fang Cheng' and 'Sister' outside the door. You know what His Highness is doing!"
"Fang Cheng, who is Fang Cheng?" Concubine Wei frowned and murmured: "Sister? Could it be that my son was bullied by Princess Shouning again? No, I must go and talk to His Majesty today. Concubine Yan should also Discipline her daughter well!"
At this time, in a certain side hall, a little fat man who had lost a little bit of weight was chewing ice cubes, while the pen in his hand was quickly scratching on the paper.
The problem of chickens and rabbits is now a piece of cake for him. The matter of filling and draining the pool has been figured out yesterday, and the multiplication formula is even more fluent. Although he only solved part of the problems in the booklet in his hand, But it also far exceeded the task assigned to him by Mr.
By the time of the next class, his little red flower will not exceed Sister Shouning, so proud of you brothers and sisters
Thinking of his name appearing at the first place on the list and posted outside Bowen Hall, King Jin seemed to forget all the setbacks and sufferings, gritted his teeth, and turned a new page...
There is something very interesting waiting for him even though it makes him scratch his head.
At the same moment, in the Hall of Morning Dew, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess threw away the sword in her hand with some annoyance. A wrinkled old woman watched from a distance and shook her head helplessly. It is not suitable for practicing.
In another palace, a small figure was sitting on the stone steps in front of the palace, holding a big puppet in his arms, looking in the direction of the palace entrance, eager to see through...