"I heard from Dr. Zhang that if anyone dares to propose to His Majesty the princess again, the Imperial Hospital will send someone to give him two injections so that he will not be able to go to court with a crooked mouth and lame legs." Bai Hebian, the eldest maid of Fengkun Palace He beat Lin Feifeng's legs while laughing and gossiping.
Lin Feifeng didn't smile.
Xiao Yi was a diligent emperor who always kept his promises and put state affairs first. For Xiao Yi, the existence of all the concubines in the harem, including himself as the queen, was only due to his need to rule the empire. If it was not necessary, he would not want a single woman.
Lin Feifeng's eyes passed through the door of the inner hall and fell on the two children, one tall and one short, in front of the desk in the outer hall. She said lightly, didn't her two sons also come from this way?
The man she admired with all her heart was an unparalleled hero, a man who could restore mountains and rivers.
She had tried her best to follow him for many years. It seemed that she had touched his heart, but for some reason, she suddenly became farther and farther away from him.
But now, she only has children. My father was right, don't expect sincerity from the emperor.
Xiao Yi, has he ever been sincere? Lin Feifeng looked out the window in concentration. The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but it couldn't warm the hearts of the entire harem.
As night fell, Xiao Yi stood silently outside a palace for a long time.
"Your Majesty, do you want me to let you know when I enter Chonghua Palace?" Jiang Ning plucked up the courage and reminded Xiao Yi in a low voice.
Today, the prince of the south, Qu Moran, entered the palace. Xiao Yi had a few drinks with him. After the princes of the Southern Regions left, Xiao Yi walked outside Chonghua Palace and stood there for half an hour, neither leaving nor entering. He did not say a word or speak, and just stood there.
Everyone inside and outside the Chonghua Palace was confused by him. Is this a welcome, or is he pretending not to see it?
Jiang Ning was secretly worried. He knew that Xiao Yi drank a lot today, and he felt something was wrong in his heart.
Xiao Yi ignored Jiang Ning's words. He stood with his hands behind his hands and raised his eyes to the sky. A crescent moon loomed in the sky.
"In the past, when I stayed in the concubine's yard for a while, she wouldn't let me go. This time, it's been so long, why haven't I seen her yet?" Xiao Yi frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.
When Jiang Ning heard this, his whole body trembled and he was as silent as a cicada. Yes, Your Majesty is insane again.
"Huh?" After not seeing Jiang Ning's reply for a long time, Xiao Yi raised his voice with a hint of sternness in his words.
Jiang Ning's scalp tightened and she complained in her heart. In His Majesty's current state, he would never dare to mention that Queen Shen was long gone.
His mind raced a few times, and he replied vaguely: "Your Majesty, maybe it's too late and the princess has already rested."
Xiao Yi looked at Jiang Ning, making Jiang Ning feel frightened. He didn't know whether Xiao Yi was drunk or not, or how drunk he was. If his words were pursued, it would be a capital crime for deceiving the emperor.
Xiao Yi waved his hand: "Go back to the main courtyard."
The imperial chamberlains, whose legs were numb from standing, finally breathed a sigh of relief and could finally move.
Jiang Ning bowed and walked behind Xiao Yi, constantly looking at Xiao Yi. After walking for a while, he finally confirmed that Xiao Yi was indeed drunk. His hanging heart fell to the ground. Generally speaking, Xiao Yi rarely mentioned things that happened after he was drunk.
Jiang Ning wiped the cold sweat from her head, feeling mixed emotions in her heart. I don't know when His Majesty's madness will get better, and I am living more and more fearfully these days.
After returning from the Temple of the Reclining Buddha, the first thing Shen Zhuo did when she cheered up was to ask Lan Cao to find out all the scripts she had collected and burn them.
Looking at the large piles of various storybooks stacked up in the yard, Ying'er couldn't bear to part with them: "Miss, you spent a lot of effort to collect these storybooks. Really, really, you have to burn them all on fire. Already?"
"This and that book are the only copies that the young master found for you outside the customs. Are they burned too?"
"Burn." Shen Zhuo said firmly.
In her previous life, she read a lot of these books, thinking that sincerity was the key to success, and she thought that as long as she was sincere and sincere, one day even stubborn people would nod... However, the cruel reality gave her a fatal blow. .
Although the fire in the cold palace failed to burn her body, it burned her soul.
After dying once, Shen Zhuo realized that the reason why the storybook is beautiful is precisely because it is a made-up story based on the beautiful imagination that the public longs for. Only idiots would believe it, like her in the previous life.
In this life, she no longer wants to be blinded by these false illusions. The blood of her parents and clansmen has long since washed away the romantic thoughts and longings belonging to the girl, leaving only the cold obsession: to live, to keep the whole family alive. .
With a pot of fire, Shen Zhuo burned all the story books to ashes with his own hands.
After burning the script, Shen Zhuo went to Shen Wei to ask for the complete set of Tiansheng's laws. Shen Wei didn't think much about it and just thought that she was stimulated by that day. After all, his sister always acted on a whim.
Shen Zhuo sat quietly at his desk, opened the law, read one page, and felt a headache, read two pages, and felt upset, read three pages, and threw the book away with a bang.
Shen Zhuo lay on the table frustrated, pulling his hair irritably. Difficult, it is too difficult! I can't understand it at all! Otherwise, forget it? She thought to herself. But as soon as she thought about it, she recalled the numerous blood debts in her previous life, so she gritted her teeth, picked up the book from the ground, and continued to study.
Half an hour later, the law was thrown out by Shen Zhuo for the eighth time. Ying'er's eyelids twitched and she couldn't bear it anymore.
"Miss, how about we go to the academy?"
Shen Zhuo slapped his head, yes, go to the academy! There is a master in the academy. If you don't understand, you can ask the master for advice. So, Shen Zhuo packed up his book bag and headed to the academy excitedly.
As soon as Shen Zhuo stepped into the gate of the academy, he was arrested by the mountain chief Zheng Gongpei. The old gentleman said with a straight face: "Shen Zhuo, you missed half a day of class today."
"Student has met the mountain chief." Shen Zhuo saluted politely.
Shen Zhuo was lowering his head and thinking about how to make up an excuse to get rid of the mountain chief, when he heard Zheng Gongpei's serious voice coming from above his head:
"The college stipulates that each student cannot take more than five days off for work within a month. Calculate for yourself, how many days off have you taken this month?"
"Well, this student didn't count." Shen Zhuo lowered his head and answered honestly.
Zheng Gongpei was so angry that his beard trembled and said: "Eight days! You took eight days off this month!"
Shen Zhuo was silent, then bowed and saluted again, with a sincere tone: "Master, don't be angry, the students will copy the college rules now."
Zheng Gongpei didn't need to say anything about being punished for copying the court rules, Shen Zhuo automatically accepted it. Shen Zhuo is familiar with the punishment for breaking any rules. No matter who she is, she will always make one or two mistakes every now and then.
Seeing Shen Zhuo's attitude of admitting his mistakes and committing them again after being punished, Zheng Gongpei was so angry that he itched his teeth: "Ten times! You won't be allowed to leave the academy until you copy it ten times this time!"
"Okay."
Shen Zhuo agreed quickly and ran away.
