lotus? Lin Zhiyu felt a little confused. She didn't know what a halfway student like her could carve out.
Never mind, etiquette is ugly and friendship is important.
Although Nan Feng was a little curious about why she asked this, he just looked at her a few times and didn't ask anything.
Lin Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief after he left.
I always felt that Nan Feng looked at me with a hint of inquiry.
"Master, do you want your subordinates to send someone to keep an eye on her?" After Nan Feng returned to Ninghe Hall, the secret guard asked.
"No need."
If she really wanted to hide something from him, it would be pointless for him to ask people to keep an eye on her.
There are two intentions. It doesn't seem strange that someone who has betrayed him once would betray him again.
Leave it to her and don't let yourself down.
Lin Zhiyu read more and more seriously. He finished the "Introductory Manual" in two days, and then started to practice on his own.
She is a real novice in this area and has never done it before.
The first piece of raw jade was ruined, and Lin Zhiyu felt a little painful.
The second piece of raw jade was ruined, and Lin Zhiyu felt even more painful.
The third piece, the fourth piece...
Lin Zhiyu was so numb that he spent the whole night carving a nondescript lotus flower hosta.
The whole court was shocked the next day.
Her Majesty, the dedicated and dedicated Queen, did not come to court because she was lazy
Could it be that Concubine Nan was stunned on the bed
Nanfeng, who was innocently taking the blame, went to Qianji Hall after hearing about this incident. When he went, Lin Zhiyu was still sleeping soundly in bed.
Looking a little tired.
He looked at the table. There was a pile of scrap jade materials under the table. There was a hosta on the table that he had not yet had time to wrap.
Vaguely like a flower.
Nanfeng suddenly remembered that day Lin Zhiyu asked him what flowers he liked.
Could it be that this is a lotus
Nan Feng looked at the hosta on the table with a complicated expression.
So she stayed up late yesterday and carved this thing? Was it given to him
Thinking of Her Majesty the Queen in her previous life, there were times when she stayed up late, but it was not to prepare gifts for him, but to play and sing every night until dawn.
When she came back to this life again, she actually put herself at the forefront of her heart.
Somewhat like dreaming.
But Nan Feng was vaguely excited.
If this is a dream, it's best never to wake up.
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Lin Zhiyu specially prepared an exquisite gift box and put the "Lotus" hosta he carved into it.
She didn't know at this time that Nanfeng already knew about this hosta.
After going to court, she was about to give Nanfeng a hosta, but she was told outside that the prime minister was here.
Lin Zhiyu had no choice but to put down the hosta and go to the imperial study.
"Your Majesty." The Prime Minister saluted Lin Zhiyu.
"Get up, Lingya, watch your seat."
The Prime Minister sat opposite Lin Zhiyu.
This prime minister has great power in this female-dominated country and is very ambitious. The original queen was very afraid of her.
"I wonder what the Prime Minister has to discuss with me?" Lin Zhiyu personally poured her a cup of tea.
"I know that I am an outsider, and there are some things that I should not say. However, for the sake of the prosperity of Ning State, I have to risk my life to speak out about this illegal matter."
Lin Zhiyu had a vague premonition in his heart.
Sure enough, I heard the Prime Minister continue to say: "The previous Queen's harem was sparse, with only two heirs, Your Majesty and Prince An. Now Your Majesty has sent other male concubines out of the palace. Have you ever thought about the issue of heirs?"
Lin Zhiyu didn't know how to answer for a while.
King An is her sister, and she had moved to the fiefdom many years ago.
Now that her foundation on the throne is not yet solid, it is not up to her to decide whether Nanfeng can be a couple for the rest of her life.
She suddenly understood why the original queen had so many beautiful men in her harem.
Not only were the beautiful boys recruited, most of them were children from ordinary families with no power, which blocked the public in the court.
The emperor is most afraid of ministers getting involved in the harem. Once they have spies in the harem, the throne will be unstable.
I have to say that the original owner is a smart person.
Although he thought so, Lin Zhiyu didn't regret it very much. Anyway, he wanted to clear out those people in the morning and evening.
"Prime Minister, I have thought about your words before."
"It's just that Ning's national power is not stable now. As the king of a country, how can I be greedy for pleasure? Please prime minister not to use this matter to force me in the future."
Listen, put the country first, how touching are these words
If the Prime Minister continues to force her to take a concubine, it will be disloyal to the country.
She didn't believe that the prime minister wouldn't be afraid of such a big hat.
Sure enough, after Lin Zhiyu said these words, the Prime Minister hesitated and could only shake his head.
"Your Majesty is right. The old minister is impatient. Please punish him."
The Prime Minister was about to kneel down, and Lin Zhiyu quickly helped her up.
"Prime Minister, why are you doing this? I also know that you are doing it for my own good. I will consider it after Ning Guo is stabilized."
As soon as Lin Zhiyu finished speaking, he heard the system prompt [Ding! The target person's favorability is -5, and the current favorability is 25!]
"???" Lin Zhiyu was dumbfounded. Could it be that Nanfeng was nearby
[Dog system, what’s going on? Nanfeng is here?]
The system sensed the area around the study room, sweating nervously.
[It's... really, it's on the roof.]
Lin Zhiyu hurriedly sent the prime minister away, thinking about how to remedy the situation.
By the way, a gift!
She pretended to be calm and returned to Qianji Hall to pick up the gift, and then went to Ninghe Hall.
Nan Feng had already returned one step ahead of her and was drinking tea slowly.
When he saw Lin Zhiyu, he didn't even bother to salute and raised his eyes lightly.
"How come your Majesty has time to come to my concubine today?"
Listening to his strange words, Lin Zhiyu was also a little at a loss.
After all, she was caught red-handed.
"I... I thought that today is your birthday, so I carved this for you a few days ago. Do you like it?"
She handed over the gift box.
Nan Feng looked at the box she handed over and felt it was an eyesore.
While thinking about when to take another concubine, carving a birthday gift for him
"I don't need anything. I appreciate His Majesty's kindness."
Lin Zhiyu handed the box over a little more, "Take it, open it and see if you like it?"
Nan Feng glanced at her and took the gift box.
Seeing him accepting the gift box, Lin Zhiyu was a little happy, but the next second, the smile froze on his face.
Nan Feng took out the ugly hairpin and looked at it carefully, "Did His Majesty carve this himself?"
Lin Zhiyu nodded.
Then there was a crisp sound, and the hosta fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I didn't mean it." Nan Feng covered his mouth exaggeratedly and looked at Lin Zhiyu.
Lin Zhiyu half-opened his mouth and said nothing for a long time.
There was a mass of unknown emotions beating crazily in my heart, and I didn't know whether it was anger or sadness.
The thing she had spent so many days studying was now thrown to the ground by Nan Feng, and she only had to step on it a few more times.
Lin Zhiyu's eyes were a little red. Looking at Nan Feng who looked indifferent, she took a deep breath and picked up the pieces.
Some places were badly broken and could no longer be put back together.
Her hands were shaking.
Only then did Nan Feng notice that her fingers, which were originally white as jade, were actually a little red, and there were scars in some places that had just appeared.
He suddenly regretted it.
Just as he was about to squat down to apologize, Lin Zhiyu suddenly stood up and rushed out holding a pile of debris.
(End of chapter)