When Miss Xiao Huan smiled and began to discuss Chinese Valentine's Day with them again, the maids of the Viscount's Mansion knew that the crisis was over.
So the dark cloud over the servants' heads slowly dissipated, and the warm sunshine shone in again.
"What are you thinking about?"
After breakfast, Li Yi sat on a stone bench in the yard and looked at the sky in the distance. A cold voice came from the side.
"Home."
Li Yi didn't look back. He just looked at the sky and said one word.
Even if he had integrated into this place, there was a fact that would never change.
The matter of the King of Shu was just a prelude. The real reason why he was so depressed these days was still here.
Miss.Liu frowned and said, "Didn't you just come back from Qing 'an Prefecture? Do you want to go back again?"
Li Yi finally looked back at her with a smile on his face and said, "I can't go back …"
Even though he was smiling, no matter how she looked at it, Miss Liu felt that there was a deep sense of helplessness and desolation in that smile. She bit her lower lip and thought for a while. Then she said, "There is nothing good in the capital. We … we can go back."
Li Yi knew that she wouldn't understand. Whether it was Qing 'an Prefecture or the capital, there was no special meaning to him. He stood up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have made you worry these days."
Second Miss Liu glanced at him indifferently, then turned around and left.
"Ruyi."
Hearing the voice behind her, she stopped.
"Thank you."
She looked back at him and asked, "What is it?"
"Nothing …" Li Yi stood up, waved his hand, and walked into the room.
"Inexplicable." Miss.Liu stood in the same place for a long time. Her face softened slightly, but she still curled her lips and said.
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In the palace, in the Hall of Diligent Government, Emperor Jing put down the memorial in his hand. Looking at the mountain of political affairs that still needed to be dealt with, he let out a long breath and couldn't help feeling a little powerless.
"Two hours are up. Your Majesty should rest." Chang De's figure appeared behind Emperor Jing like a ghost and whispered.
Jing Di had long been accustomed to his appearance. He picked up the teacup on the table to moisten his throat. He thought of something and casually asked, "How is Li Xianzi's health?"
Chang De bowed. "It was the same as yesterday."
Emperor Jing frowned and asked, "What did the imperial physician say?"
Chang De said: "County Magistrate Li is only drowsy. The imperial physician has not made a conclusion. He only said that he might have fallen ill from worry. As for when he will recover, it will depend on County Magistrate Li himself."
"Worry turning into illness?" Emperor Jing was stunned for a moment, then he shook his head and said, "What does he have to worry about? Does he have more things to worry about than me?"
Chang De thought for a while and said, "It's said that Li Xianzi and the King of Shu had a conversation that day and they parted on bad terms."
"King Shu?" Emperor Jing thought for a while and said, "If it's just because of the King of Shu, it doesn't seem like his character. I'm afraid there are other reasons. However, Li Xianzi has been a little restless these days. Does he want me to die early?"
When Emperor Jing said the second half of the sentence, his tone was a little harsh.
When it came to this topic, Chang De habitually kept silent.
Looking at His Majesty's face, he couldn't help but think of the dispute between hundreds of officials in the court about the position of Crown Prince these days. A trace of sarcasm appeared in his turbid old eyes.
At this moment, a eunuch came in from outside and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the person has been brought here and is now waiting outside the palace gate."
"Go and see what's going on with him for me." Emperor Jing ordered Chang De and then said to the eunuch, "Let him in."
A moment later, when a thin young man with a trace of uneasiness on his face walked through the palace gate under the leadership of two eunuchs, Princess Shouning was lying on the brocade couch, feeling the cold wind and muttering something.
"Big liar, big liar who doesn't keep his word!"
"He promised to cook and treat us to dinner personally. It's been a few days, but there's no news at all."
"But Brother Xuan said that he's sick. It seems that we can't blame him … Buddha, bless him, bless him to get better soon …"
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"Ning 'er, what are you doing?"
Concubine Yan came in from outside and asked in confusion when she saw her daughter kneeling on the bed with her palms folded and muttering something.
"Ah!" A trace of panic appeared on Princess Shouning's face, but she quickly recovered. She jumped off the bed barefooted and ran to Concubine Yan. She hugged her and said, "I'm asking Buddha to bless my mother. Bless her to always be as young and beautiful as she is now …"
"Child, what are you talking about …" Just when Concubine Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her daughter's words, Concubine Wei was frowning in her palace. The palace maids who served her were all careful, for fear of accidentally angering Concubine Wei.
Concubine Wei asked a eunuch with a sullen face, "What's wrong with Han 'er recently? He's been locking himself in his room all day. What is he doing?"
The eunuch knelt on the ground and trembled. He said in a trembling voice, "I don't know. His Highness Prince Jin didn't let us in at all. I only heard His Highness Prince Jin say 'Fang Cheng' and 'Sister' from outside the door. I really don't know what His Highness is doing!"
"Fang Cheng, who is Fang Cheng?" Concubine Wei frowned and muttered, "Sister? Could it be that my son was bullied by Princess Shouning again? No, I must go and tell His Majesty today. Concubine Yan should discipline her daughter! "
At this moment, somewhere in the side hall, a little fatty who had lost some weight was chewing on an ice cube. The pen in his hand was moving quickly on a piece of paper.
The problems of the chicken and rabbit were now a piece of cake for him. He had figured out the problem of filling the pool with water yesterday, and he could recite the multiplication formula backwards. Although he had only solved part of the problems in the booklet in his hand, it had far surpassed the task that the teacher had given him.
When the next lesson came, wouldn't his little red flower surpass that of Imperial Sister Shouning and laugh proudly at all his brothers and sisters?
When he thought of his name appearing at the top of the list and being posted outside the Bowen Hall, Prince Jin seemed to have forgotten all his setbacks and sufferings. He gritted his teeth and turned a new page …
Something very interesting awaited him there, though he could not make head or tail of it.
At the same time, in the Morning Dew Hall, Her Royal Highness threw away the sword in her hand in annoyance. An old woman with a face full of wrinkles watched from afar and shook her head helplessly. Her Royal Highness had been feeling restless these past few days. It was really not suitable for her to practice martial arts.
In another palace, a small figure sat on the stone steps in front of the palace. He held a large doll in his arms and looked in the direction of the palace gate anxiously …
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