Chapter 60
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Ye Li smiled. "Empress Dowager's words are too serious. This subject's daughter and Prince Li are not fated. Compared to not being able to see each other after the wedding, Prince Li bringing it up before the wedding is a good thing for myself and Ye Li. This subject's daughter is very grateful. "
"Oh? What does Miss Ye think about Li 'er's wedding? "
"This … this is Prince Li's private matter. This subject's daughter should not make wild guesses. "
"What if Aijia wants to hear your opinion?" The Empress Dowager asked.
"This subject's daughter thinks … that Prince Li was too excited about the wedding and did not rest well the night before?" Ye Li smiled innocently and looked at the Empress Dowager with a hint of fear. "Prince Li and Fourth Sister are in love. Who in the capital doesn't know? Finally, he is going to embrace the beauty. It's natural for Prince to be a little excited. "
"Miss Ye, I heard that a few days ago, you said that Prince Li did not pay and asked for a lot of money?" Noble Consort Liu, who was sitting at the side, suddenly spoke with a smile.
The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped. Ye Li blinked blankly, her face full of shame. "This subject's daughter is not sensible. Please forgive me, Empress Dowager and Emperor. This subject's daughter … ever since my late mother passed away, I rarely went out. The first time I took charge, I lost my sense of propriety. After that, Grandmother also scolded this subject's daughter. This subject's daughter also had people return the money to the Prince Li Manor and apologize to Prince. But … "She was chased out along with the money. After that, Ye Li sent two hundred taels to the housekeeper as compensation for the psychological damage. She peacefully kept the rest in her own purse.
This was Mo Jingli's fault to begin with. Even the royal family would not have the cheek to blame him. Seeing Ye Li's shocked and ashamed appearance, Mo Jingqi lightly coughed and gave Noble Consort Liu a warning look. He comforted her. "Forget it. This matter was Jingli's fault. It's not Miss Ye's fault. Imperial Mother also does not intend to blame you. "
Ye Li happily thanked. "This subject's daughter thanks Your Majesty for your magnanimity."
The Empress Dowager calmly nodded. "Forget it. This Aijia does not intend to blame you. Give Miss Ye a seat. "
Two palace maids carried an embroidered stool and placed it behind Ye Li. Ye Li thanked them and then carefully sat on only two-thirds of the stool. She was not grateful to the Empress Dowager for giving her a seat. If she could choose, she would rather continue to stand. After sitting down, not only would the person who was already at the bottom become even shorter, it would also severely affect the person's vision. Moreover, the way a young lady from a noble family sat was even more strenuous than when she was young. At least she could still use her legs to support herself when she was in the horse stance. Sitting in such an elegant and dignified manner was not something that she had been trained to do since she was young. She could only pray that she would not fall off the stool.
"Miss Ye, is Mr. Qingyun well?" Mo Jingqi looked at Ye Li, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Ye Li smiled faintly and said: "Many thanks for the emperor's concern. Uncle mentioned that grandfather's body is still quite healthy."
Mo Jingqi smiled. "There's no need to be so nervous. Back then, We had also witnessed Mr. Qingyun's elegance and couldn't help but yearn for him. It's just that we haven't seen each other for many years. " Ye Li lowered her head in shame. "Ever since Mother passed away, this subject's daughter hasn't seen grandfather for many years. This subject's daughter is truly unworthy of grandfather's love for her not being able to bring joy to Mother's knees. "
"Oh? Miss Ye and Prince Ding are getting married. Mr. Qingyun surely won't miss his only granddaughter's wedding? "
"Grandfather is already old and can't bear the fatigue of traveling. I'm afraid he won't be able to see this subject's daughter with his own eyes … but grandfather has already sent Eldest Uncle to the capital to host the wedding. This subject's daughter is also very happy. "
Mo Jingqi's eyes flashed slightly. "Oh? Mr. Hongyu has already entered the capital? Then … Eldest Young Master Xu … "
Ye Li smiled calmly and said, "Big Cousin and a few other cousins have also come to the capital. Uncle doesn't have any scholarly achievements, so there's no need to announce it. "
Mo Jingqi laughed in a clear voice. "The Xu family has never liked fame and prefers peace and quiet. However, Mr. Hongyu can be considered my teacher. This time, I didn't even greet him when he entered the capital. It's really a bit impolite." Ye Li hurriedly said she didn't dare, but in her heart, she disagreed. Eldest Uncle had only given him some advice on his studies under the late Emperor's order. Who was his teacher? Besides, if he really wanted to greet him, he would have done so long ago. She didn't believe that Mo Jingqi really didn't know when Eldest Uncle entered the capital.
Mo Jingqi clearly didn't want to be entangled in this issue. He looked at Ye Li and said, "Miss Ye won the first place in this year's Hundred Flower Festival. Even Princess Rong Hua praised Miss Ye several times in front of the Empress Dowager. I wonder if Miss Ye can let me and the Empress Dowager feast our eyes. " He didn't give Ye Li a chance to refuse. With a wave of his hand, palace maids and eunuchs carried over a carved writing table. There were all kinds of brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table.
"This subject's daughter will embarrass herself."
Ye Li stood behind the writing table. As she drew, she cursed the Emperor a hundred times in her heart. She really couldn't understand why these ancient Emperors liked to randomly grab people to write poems. After all, not everyone was fond of reciting poems and composing essays, and not everyone had the talent to do so. What if she was called by the Emperor but couldn't write a poem?
Ye Li drew a picture of an orchid in a well-behaved manner. She also mentioned a poem that her grandfather had written years ago. The only thing that could be called outstanding was her handwriting. Seeing the people's eyes change from curiosity to surprise and then to disappointment, Ye Li didn't care. She respectfully stood behind the writing table and waited for the Emperor's evaluation.
"Orchid? This is Mr. Qingyun's poem? "Noble Consort Liu frowned and asked.
Ye Li said shamefully, "This subject's daughter is really not proficient in poetry. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
A bit of disdain flashed through Noble Consort Liu's eyes. She glanced at the painting and said, "Miss Ye's handwriting is pretty good."
It was rare for the Empress Dowager to agree with Noble Consort Liu's words. Ye Li's work from the Hundred Flower Festival was in the palace. The painting wasn't amazing, it was just average. As for the poem … the three people in the hall all suspected that the peony poem that stunned the Hundred Flower Festival wasn't Ye Li's work. After all, the Xu family didn't have many things, but they had many talents. The person who could casually find a ghostwriter for Ye Li was definitely an important person. It wasn't strange for them to have a poem like that. "Miss Ye's handwriting is really good."
Ye Li could clearly feel that the three people's interest in her had decreased a lot. Even though she didn't understand why the ancient people thought that the four arts represented a person's intelligence, at least this result wasn't bad for her.
It wasn't until the afternoon that Ye Li was sent out of the palace by the Empress Dowager. During this time, she contributed her calligraphy to the Empress Dowager to copy a scroll of scriptures. Because no one thought of asking her to go to Yaohua Palace to say goodbye to Ye Zhaoyi, Ye Li didn't want to trouble the people sent by the Empress Dowager. She could only pretend that she had forgotten. Accompanied by the palace servants, she took the gifts from the Emperor, the Empress Dowager, and Noble Consort Liu out of the Imperial City. It wasn't until she got into the carriage that Ye Li slowly let out the breath that had been in her heart for most of the day.
"Miss, rest for a while. You don't look good. "Qingyu reached out to feel Ye Li's pulse and said softly.
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