bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 8 to the Forum
After looking at Han Dongwen's back and leaving for a long time, Wen Yongxing and Zhong Lilin put down their bowed hands and stood up straight again.

But their eyes didn't look back for a long time.

"Ugh."

President Wen Yong sighed, "If His Highness can be in such a good mood every year, the affairs of Taishu Pavilion will be easier."

Zhong Lilin frowned, but still didn't look away, only looking at the direction Han Dongwen left: "Teacher thinks it's because His Highness is in a good mood today?"

Wen Yongxing smiled wryly: "Perhaps, no matter what the reason is, you and I are lucky to see His Highness and do something serious today."

Zhong Lilin was silent, just nodded, went back to the pavilion and sat down.

"The maid."

He opened his mouth suddenly.

"That maid is different from anything I've seen in the palace."

Wen Yongxing was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It seems that you are still young, maybe you just came out of Yingchun Palace."

"Students don't mean that."

Zhong Lilin shook his head: "She doesn't seem to..."

Not upset?
Not miserable?
What do you mean by this, it is still a miserable thing to serve the Holy One?
Zhong Lilin considered his words, and finally sighed: "Her eyes are still bright."

After hearing his words, Wen Yongxing was silent for a while, and finally just took a sip from the teacup and put it down heavily.

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Just seeing Xiao Hongdou wearing a skirt and gown and following Han Dongwen back to the dormitory made most of the other maids who were sweeping and holding the lights slow down by half a beat.

Their eyes looked at Xiaohongdou, which made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

But the emperor just walked forward without looking back, so she could only keep up.

As the sun was setting, the red glow poured into the bedroom through the window lattice. Xiaohongdou consciously went to light the lamps everywhere, but Han Dongwen went straight to the side room of the study hall and sat down in front of the desk with a solemn expression.

"Your Highness, it's time for dinner."

Xiao Hongdou stepped forward and reported.

Han Dongwen nodded after hearing this. He had already skipped lunch today, and he was indeed a little hungry. He thought for a while and said, "Let that, that imperial dining room bring the food here, and then go to rest."

According to Wen Lord's rules, the dinner must be served by seven maids with their bodies and wine mouth to mouth. Han Dongwen, who decided to abstinence for the time being, naturally couldn't bear this, so it's better to settle it in the bedroom for now.

Xiao Hongdou nodded, as if she wanted to say something, but didn't say it.

Han Dongwen noticed that she hesitated to speak, so he smiled and asked, "What's the matter, but it's okay to say."

After listening to Han Dongwen's words, she took a deep breath: "Servant, servant just wants to thank His Highness one more time."

During this day, she was neither slapped nor beaten.

The first lesson that Yingchun Palace must teach - she was not even asked to go to bed, and she was given tea.

It's unreal.

During the moments of making tea, lighting the lamp, fetching medicine, and listening to His Highness's orders, she was somewhat more at ease, but compared to all the other unreal things today, she found that she still had no bottom in her heart.

It's strange that at this moment, there is some sourness in her heart that she doesn't know where it came from.

"No, no need."

Han Dongwen waved his hand and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, there is still something for you to do."

"Your Highness, please give me instructions!"

Little Red Bean said seriously.

Do something—anything that gives her a reason.

It was because she had to do these things, so she didn't beat, scold and humiliate herself - this is a reason she can accept, otherwise, she would just be in constant fear, not knowing how long she would have a good life, let alone what would happen to her next time, Will it be directly in the Palace of Falling Fate?

After all, it is impossible for His Highness to suddenly change into a different person.

"You go tell Yingchun Palace—that, that..."

"Mr. Mi?"

"Ah, yes, tell her and the maid that you don't need to take off your clothes when you enter or leave the dormitory."

Han Dongben wanted to get rid of the many absurd rules in one go, and even enjoy singing and dancing, but then he thought that if he moved too much, he didn't know what rumors would come, so he only said this one.

"Yes."

Xiao Hongdou bowed her head and listened, took a deep breath, bowed and left, left the bedroom and walked towards the dining room.

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The dinner table was almost full, so Han Dongwen had to stop halfway, so that he didn't even have a place to put his hands.

"Okay, okay, how much more?"

"Your Highness, Your Highness, there are two kinds of medicinal food, a pot of soup, and five small snacks. This servant will go now..."

Han Dongwen's scalp was numb, and he quickly waved his hands to the serving maids: "No need, no need, these are already very good, you go out, I, don't let anyone in while I'm eating."

The maids looked at each other, nodded in disbelief, and left repeatedly.

They are really lucky today.

In the past, even if Han Dongwen didn't want to eat, he would have to ask them to perform in front of him.

They retreated quickly, which made Han Dongwen very satisfied.

The door of the palace was closed tightly, and the rice paper curtain in front of the window lattice had already been lowered by Xiao Hongdou.

Han Dongwen let out a long breath, sat back on the chair, paused for a moment, and took out the Xuanji plate from his arms.

The moment he got the Xuanji disk in Taishu Pavilion, Han Dongwen's first reaction was to go and see Wen Yongxing and Zhong Lilin.

There is no other reason, but because the dazzling light lit by the Xuanji plate should have attracted everyone to watch in the small book pavilion.

However, Wen and Zhong didn't say anything about their reaction, they almost didn't even blink their eyelashes.

If it's fake, it's too much of a fake.

Now the palm-sized Xuanji plate was held in Han Dongwen's hands again, and he looked back and forth like a thief for a moment before solemnly placing his finger on the Xuanji plate.

In Han Dongwen's eyes, the weather-beaten and rusted surface of the disk suddenly shone with a glimmer of light.

The rust faded from the center of the disk at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a moment, the Xuanji disk in his hand was completely lit up, firmly catching Han Dongwen's gaze.

There was a line of words flickering and undulating that made Han Dongwen hold his breath.

"It's not close to the recommended configuration. Is 4200 enough for the brain pressure stable core to play this game?"

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4200 is ok, you can just lower the too stimulating, middle ear feedback and neurofeedback.
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The recommended condition is still the last 5122. The high-altitude scene is just like a fake if the middle ear feedback is turned off.
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The 5600 has temperature compensation.
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Well said, where can I send free 5122 and 5600?

Han Dongwen's fingertips swipe quickly on the Xuanji plate, browsing the text one after another.

His fingertips trembled slightly, looking a little hungry.

A "Queyin" community.

Someone was watching the promotional clips, exchanging ideas about the game.

Someone is watching a clip of the promotion!
Exchanged ideas about the game!

someone!

Han Dongwen bit his lip, his eyes were fixed on the square plate in his hand, and with the other hand he randomly picked up a few chopsticks and fed food into his mouth, his teeth tightened.

He is extremely familiar with this community, this forum.

He once advertised for his studio here, fought wits and courage with the management of the board, and even wrote a strategy to carry private goods, but he was found on the front page of the Yin forum for three days and was taken down.

Who is not an elite player!
"Help!"

He quickly compiled this short post, and he was going to describe the cause and effect in the post.

[Error: Encountered a problem]

(End of this chapter)