Happy Little Scholar

When Miss Xiaohuan smiled and started discussing the Qixi Festival with them again, the maids in the Viscount's Mansion knew that the crisis was over.

Then 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, staring at the sky in the distance, when a cold voice came from the side.

"Home."

Li Yi didn't look back, just stared at the sky and said a word in a daze.

Even though he has been integrated into this place 100%, there is one fact that will never change.

The matter of the King of Shu was just a prelude, and the real reason for his decadence in the past few days is still here.

Miss Liu frowned, "Didn't you just come back from Qing'an Mansion not long ago? You want to go back again?"

Li Yi finally looked back at her, a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "I can't go back..."

Although he was smiling, Miss Liu felt that this smile was deeply helpless and desolate no matter how she looked at it. She bit her lower lip, thought for a while, and said, "Anyway, there is nothing good in Kyoto. We..., we can go back."

Li Yi knew that she would not understand. Whether it was Qing'an Mansion or the capital, it had no special meaning to him. He stood up and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I made you worry these days."

Miss Liu glanced at him lightly, then turned and left.

"Ruyi."

Hearing the voice behind her, she paused.

"Thank you."

She turned around, looked at him and asked, "What?"

"Nothing..." Li Yi stood up, waved his hand, and walked into the room.

"Inexplicable." Miss Liu stood there for a long time, her face softened slightly, but she still pouted and said something.

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In the Imperial Palace, in the Qinzheng Hall, Emperor Jing put down the memorial in his hand, looked at the pile of government affairs that still needed to be dealt with, and let out a long breath, feeling a little overwhelmed.

"An hour has come, your majesty should rest." Changde's figure appeared behind Emperor Jing like a ghost, and whispered.

Emperor Jing had long been accustomed to his appearance. He picked up the teacup on the table to moisten his throat. Thinking of something, he asked casually, "How is Li Xianzi's health?"

Changde bowed and said, "Yesterday was the same."

Emperor Jing frowned and asked, "What did the imperial physician say?"

Changde said, "Li Xianzi is just sleepy. The imperial physician has not yet concluded that it may be a disease caused by worry. When it will get better, it depends on Li Xianzi himself."

"Worry caused by illness?" Emperor Jing was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "What does he have to worry about? Does he have more things to worry about than I do?"

Chang De thought for a moment and said, "It is said that on that day, Li Xianzi and the King of Shu had a conversation, and the two seemed to part unhappily in the end."

"King of Shu?" Emperor Jing thought for a moment and said, "If it is just because of the King of Shu, it is not like his character. I am afraid there are other reasons. However, Li Xian has indeed been a little uneasy these days. Does he wish I would die soon?"

When Emperor Jing said the second half of the sentence, his tone was already a little harsh.

When talking about this topic, Chang De habitually remained silent.

Looking at His Majesty's face, he couldn't help but think of the disputes among the officials in the court about the position of the prince these days, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in his turbid old eyes.

At this moment, an eunuch came in from outside and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the person has been brought here and is waiting outside the palace gate."

"Go and see him for me, what's going on." Emperor Jing ordered Chang De, and then said to the eunuch: "Call him in."

A moment later, when a thin young man with a trace of trepidation on his face walked through the palace gate led by two eunuchs, Princess Shouning was lying on the brocade couch, blowing the cool breeze, muttering something over and over again.

"Big liar, a big liar who doesn't keep his word!"

"I promised to cook and invite you for dinner myself, but it's been a few days and there's no news at all."

"But Brother Xuan said he was sick, and it seems that he can't be blamed..., Bodhisattva bless him, bless him to get better soon..."

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"Ning'er, what are you doing?"

Frowned Concubine Yan came in from outside and saw her daughter kneeling on the bed with her hands folded, mumbling something in her mouth, and asked in confusion.

"Ah!" Princess Shouning's face showed a trace of panic, but she quickly recovered. She jumped off the bed barefoot, ran to Concubine Yan, hugged her and said, "I am praying to the Bodhisattva to bless you, to bless your mother to be forever young and beautiful like now..."

"What are you talking about, kid..." Just when Concubine Yan was at a loss for words at her daughter's words, Concubine Wei was in her own palace, frowning, and the maids who served her were all very careful, fearing that they would accidentally anger the queen.

Concubine Wei asked a eunuch with a gloomy face, "What's wrong with Han'er recently? He locks himself in his room all day and doesn't come out. What is he doing?"

The eunuch knelt on the ground, trembling, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't know, His Highness Jin Wang didn't let us in at all. I just heard His Highness Jin Jin saying "Fang Cheng" and "Sister" outside the door. It's really unreasonable. I don’t know what His Highness is doing!”

"Fang Cheng, who is Fang Cheng?" Concubine Wei frowned and murmured: "Sister? Could it be that my son was bullied by Princess Shouning again? No, I must go and talk to His Majesty today. Concubine Yan should also Discipline her daughter well!"

At this time, somewhere in the side hall, a little fat man who was a little thinner was chewing ice cubes while the pen in his hand was rapidly scratching on the paper.

The problem of chickens and rabbits is now a piece of cake for him. The problem of filling and draining the water in the pool was figured out yesterday, and he knows the multiplication tables by heart. Although he has only solved part of the problems in the booklet in his hand, But it far exceeded the tasks assigned to him by his husband.

When the next class comes, his little red flower must not surpass Princess Shouning and be proud of all his brothers and sisters?

When he thought of his name appearing first on the list and posted outside Bowen Hall, King Jin seemed to have forgotten all the setbacks and sufferings, gritted his teeth, and turned a new page...

There was something puzzling but very interesting waiting for him there.

At the same moment, in the Morning Dew Palace, Her Royal Highness the Princess threw away the sword in her hand with some boredom. A wrinkled old woman looked at it from a distance and shook her head helplessly. Her Royal Highness the Princess had been restless these days, and it was really It is not suitable for practicing Qigong.

In another palace, a small figure was sitting on the stone steps in front of the palace, holding a big stuffed doll in his arms, looking in the direction of the palace entrance, with eyes wide open...