Probably because of Nangong Yin's return, Xie Shu's life in the palace was much easier.
She was just serving Chu Tongshang's daily necessities in the study.
She is no longer wanted in the laundry room, and Xie Shu's hands are much better. She still has frostbite, but it's not that bad.
There were relatively few servants in Chu Tongshang's yard, but life was not too difficult.
The premise is that Chu Tongshang does not come back.
Xie Shu enjoyed her leisure time and took advantage of the time to recuperate her body. She could not die before her sister-in-law and nephew left the Chu Palace.
Xie Shu went to wait in the study, and she saw Gu Suisui coming every day.
Gu Suisui always pretended to be well-behaved and docile, at least he never talked back to Chu Tongshang.
On this day, he walked out of the study with red eyes, which was rare.
Xie Shu was holding some pearl plums that she had picked, but she was bumped into by Gu Suisui.
"Sister Xie, are you satisfied now? You already have an eighth prince, why do you still want to fight for Ah Chang from me?"
Gu Suisui passed by her and paused.
Xie Shu was confused.
Gu Suisui lifted up her skirt again and left Tongxinyuan angrily.
What does Gu Suisui's quarrel with Chu Tongshang have to do with her? !
Xie Shu realized that she couldn't go to the study now. If she went there, it would be another Shura field.
She turned a corner and had to change direction.
"Thank you sister, the prince allows you to come in and study ink."
It's the sound of Baoqin.
Xie Shu lowered her head, gently caressed the petals of Pearl Plum, and her breath became a little lighter.
There is no way to hide now.
Xie Shu cheered up and walked into the study with a calm expression.
The situation was indeed not good. There was a pile of debris on the ground, which was Chu Tongshang's favorite clay vase on the bookshelf in the corner.
Insert a few light green pearl plums, it will be the most beautiful.
Pity.
How could Gu Suisui lose his temper with Chu Tongshang?
"Who asked you to pick flowers?" A man's cold voice sounded from behind the desk.
Xie Shu was suddenly surprised, but still answered truthfully: "It will look good in the study."
She has been extremely respectful and cautious in front of Chu Tongshang recently.
Baoqin told her that her sister-in-law and nephew were living well in the cold courtyard, and they had recently been provided with charcoal fire.
She was afraid that if she didn't do well, Chu Tongshang would take the opportunity to have an attack.
Chu Tongshang frowned slightly and glanced at her, "Come here and copy the book."
"Throw the flower away!" A bit of anger suddenly appeared in his pupils.
Xie Shu didn't ask why, just threw the flowers away and came back.
But she couldn't help but wonder.
Pearl plum is an extremely rare variety. It is only grown in the Prince of Chu's Mansion and the Imperial Palace in the entire capital. It was originally sent from other countries.
This represents the honor and oath that Emperor Yuan and King Chu shared in the world.
But now, Prince Chu's Mansion is no longer the right-hand man who accompanied Emperor Yuan to conquer the world.
When the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden.
The cunning rabbit dies and the lackey is cooked.
Xie Shu sat on the other side, copying the book given by Chu Tongshang.
Another Buddhist scripture.
If Xie Shu hadn't made sure that she hadn't provoked him recently, she would have suspected that he was teasing her?
Xie Shu didn't ask any more questions and just copied the book while holding her breath.
After Baoqin packed up the pieces, he left. In the quiet study, only the guard Qingcai was complaining.
"My lord, what do you mean by the emperor? You just asked for a thorough investigation of the Xie family members at the court, and the emperor actually rewarded you with a few Buddhist scriptures. So many people died in the Chu family army, why can't the prince find out who is behind the scenes?" Do you want to use it?"
Chu Tongshang sat quietly, leaning back, his crow-green uniform making his figure as straight as a pine tree.
That frontal face looked like a sculpture in the winter sky, and it was absolutely clear and compelling.
He was holding a tea cup in his hand, his eyes were indifferent: "Your Majesty said that I am too violent."
Giving Buddhist scriptures is a slap in the face to him, asking him to stop.
His father was dead, and the Chu family's army was almost wiped out. If it weren't for the evidence of the Xie family's crimes, he wouldn't be able to turn over even if he returned to the capital.
How could he not find everyone?
So what if you are too angry?
The youth referee was also filled with indignation: "Are we just going to let it go?"
Chu Tongshang sneered and did not respond.
But the gaze in those pupils was as cold as the cold moon in the water, biting to the bone.
How could it be forgotten?
Is one Xie family enough?
Xie Shu tried her best to ignore the conversation between the master and the servant, and blocked everything around her.
She didn't want to hear this. The more she knew, the sooner she would die.
She is now a sinner of the Xie family.
The youth referee left quickly.
The study became silent again.
Xie Shu kept her eyes down while copying the book, calmly.
When getting along with Chu Tongshang, time always passes very slowly and is suffocating.
The tips of her fingers were trembling, and a well-copied Buddhist scripture was stained with a few ink spots.
There was a charcoal fire in the study, which was warm, and Xie Shu's chilblains began to itch again.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Chu Tongshang refused to let her go and asked her deliberately.
Xie Shu's heart tightened, she raised her eyes to look at him, and pursed her lips a little tighter: "Say...what?"
Say thank you? Or about them? What else is there to say?
