After reading half of the script Zhu Qingjia gave her, Lu Qing's doubts grew.
When she saw her dear Master Ruan, Lu Qing humbly asked for advice: "Does everyone like the story about the maid in power now? Will anyone read it?"
The story books she had read before were all about a scholar who abandoned his wife who was a loser in high school. They were about a maid. Lu Qing always felt awkward, so she never read them.
Ruan Ting happens to be a person who likes to read story books. She replied: "Yes, it is very popular in the capital. I know many official ladies are also reading it. People don't really regard themselves as maids. Most of them just read it. Just having fun, just passing the time."
Women in this era rarely have freedom of movement. Most of them are locked up at home by secular rules and cannot leave the house. Reading picture books is not only a tool for them to spend time, but also a way for them to understand the outside world.
Ruan Ting is a bit hard to explain. Ordinary people would be happy to read this kind of storybook in which a maid is the prototype and successfully rises to the top. Ordinary people would be happy to read it. If they are a little serious, they will get inspiration from the storybook. After getting married, they should pay special attention to whether the maids around their husbands are honest. Real maids rarely read scripts.
Lu Qing heard that she seemed to know the dialogue very well, so she continued to ask: "Have you recently read a story about a little maid who became the young master's concubine?"
Ruan Ting recalled for a while, she said: "There are many people writing in this genre. I don't know which one you are reading."
a lot of? Lu Qing dismissed the doubt in her heart.
She took the initiative to end the topic: "That shouldn't be a big deal, let's practice the piano."
Maybe it’s because she was also a maid, so she unconsciously regarded herself as a character in the story?
Lu Qing shook his head, put away those messy thoughts from his head, and practiced piano seriously under Ruan Ting's guidance.
The weather is nice today. After practicing the piano, I actually saw the sun coming out.
"You have made great progress recently. It seems that you were practicing well even when I wasn't here. Keep up the good work!"
Affected by the good weather, Lu Qing smiled brightly and said: "Okay!"
Ruan Ting packed up her things and left. Lu Qing went to wash her hands first, and then put Brother Yu and Brother Jiu into her arms.
"Mother!"
The two little guys, one on the left and one on the right, leaned softly against her, making Lu Qing's heart melt.
"You've been playing all morning, are you tired? Why don't you take a nap with your mother?"
Brother Yu nodded obediently: "Yes! Okay!"
He immediately got up, diligently pulled off the quilt that Ji Qin had brought, and covered Brother Jiu and Lu Qing with great care.
After finishing his work, he finally ran to the other side of Lu Qing and lay down, tightly wrapped in the quilt.
Brother Jiu likes to sleep the most. After the quilt is covered, his eyelids stick together.
Brother Yu heard the friendly breathing, and he smiled in Lu Qing's ear: "My brother is already asleep."
Luqing was often stunned by Brother Jiu's good sleep. She didn't dare to move for fear of waking Brother Jiu.
"Brother Yu, let's sleep too. If you sleep well, you will grow taller."
Brother Yu closed his eyes obediently: "Okay, mother, go to sleep too."
The three of them, mother and son, huddled together and slept soundly under the quilt in the warm winter sun.
**
Yan Fuguang stayed in the palace last night.
He suspected that Emperor Xihe had read too many stories and became sentimental.
"Fuguang, my father feels that there is no one who is truly good to me in this world..."
If you say he's talking nonsense, just talk nonsense. There were still tears in his eyes, and he held on to Yan Fuguang's sleeve and wouldn't let go.
"You are the only person in the world who is willing to listen to what I say in my heart. Fuguang, please stay with your father today."
In desperation, Yan Fuguang stayed in Changding Hall, and then watched in silence as Emperor Xihe shed many tears.
Today, I finally managed to click on the clock before Emperor Xihe came. The moment he got into the carriage, Yan Fuguang exhaled.
He could not empathize with Emperor Xihe, because the lonely and pitiful self mentioned by Emperor Xihe was his own fault and had nothing to do with anyone else.
Fang Jinbao caught a glimpse of the fatigue on Yan Fuguang's eyebrows. He poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Your Highness, if you are tired, drink tea and close your eyes to rest."
After thinking for a while, Fang Jinbao added: "I have already sent someone to inform Jin Xiyuan in advance. Concubine Wei must have asked the small kitchen to prepare your favorite dishes."
He knew what Yan Fuguang would feel comfortable listening to, and then told two little things about Lan Ge'er and the three brothers.
Sure enough, Yan Fuguang raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, and the boredom and fatigue were swept away.
In Jinxi Courtyard, Lu Qing was a little hungry and wanted to prepare dinner in the small kitchen early today.
Mandong looked at her in surprise and said, "Don't you wait for Your Highness?"
What about His Royal Highness? Lu Qing asked: "Your Highness is coming over today?"
She had completely forgotten about it. Mandong repeated what Fang Jinbao had brought to him, "The kitchen is already being prepared. According to the normal duty hours, His Highness will be here soon. You..."
Lu Qing hugged Brother Jiu and held him in his arms, saying softly: "Then just wait for him."
She remembered what Zhu Qingjia said that the Shungang Hou Mansion intended to send Zhao Ruoling to the Prince's Mansion. She wondered what Yan Fuguang would do. Will he agree?
She had seen Zhao Ruoling, she was an innocent and sweet girl, and she also had the Shunkang Hou Mansion behind her. Even if he didn't like it, welcoming him into the Mansion should be of great benefit to him, right?
While she was in a fugue, Brother Jiu poked her cheek.
Lu Qing smiled and lowered his eyes: "What's wrong?"
Brother Jiu nodded secretly and just smiled. He shook his head and said it was okay, and then continued to hold Lu Qing's fingers and play with them.
About a quarter of an hour later, Yan Fuguang appeared in Jinxiyuan.
Lu Qing walked up to him as usual and took the cloak he had taken off.
Yan Fuguang was as concerned as he had not seen him for a long time: "What have you been doing in the house these two days?"
She smiled softly and replied softly: "The Crown Princess is ill. I and Concubine Chen read the account books for two days, and then they practiced the piano and played with the children..."
These were the things she usually did the most, but Yan Fuguang asked her many times.
Whenever he didn't see her after a few days, he would always ask, and Lu Qing was already used to it.
"How about you, have you eaten well when you are busy with work?"
Yan Fuguang enjoyed her constant concern, held her hand and said, "I have eaten, but I always feel that it is not as delicious as the food in Jinxiyuan."
Who doesn't like to hear good words? Even if the food in Jinshiyuan is not made by Luqing herself, she is still very happy.
So the tone of my mouth was lighter: "Come here, the small kitchen must have cooked something delicious. You can eat more later."
In fact, he is not in the house, Lu Qing lives the same life as the children, doing whatever he has to do, and he will not always think of him.
But when he really appeared in front of them, the children's happiness was obvious, and the corners of Lu Qing's lips always turned up in a cute curve.
This shows that they miss him.
