Yijuan cloud

Chapter 39 The Reasonable Prince

I was shocked and ashamed, so I whispered: "Your Majesty, the tea is cold. I will ask someone to change it."

Prince Yi lowered his head and flipped through the book, and said "Huh", not sure if he heard what I said clearly.

Xianggui quickly brought new tea. Prince Yi took the tea, took a sip, and then concentrated on reading the "Tea Classic".

The last time I saw him reading this book, at first I thought he was just pretending to pass the time.

After he left, I put it away in the study. When I packed the book, I flipped through it and saw that he had annotated many places in it.

It seemed that he really enjoyed reading this book, so he took out a pen and started annotating it.

I stood aside holding my breath, my heartbeat gradually calmed down, and I felt more and more bored.

I really couldn't stand this kind of restraint, and I didn't dare to express my anger. If it weren't for Prince Yi who came to work as an errand, I would still be joking with a few maids in the small courtyard where I live.

Otherwise, it would be good to just sit under the lamp, embroider and read.

I remembered the time when I went horseback riding on the grassland with Fan Li. He kept following my horse. He walked so fast, the grass could reach people’s knees. It was difficult for me to take two steps, but he walked on flat ground... …

I think maybe it's because of his long legs, but I can't say for sure. Although Prince Yi is not as tall as Fan Li, he is still slender. If Prince Yi were to go for a walk on the grassland, he would probably have nowhere to go.

When I think of that picture, I can't help but feel happy.

Fan Li returned to the camp at Yehuling, and Wen Jin also returned.

Because I lived far away, it was inconvenient to go back and forth to the study every time, and Zhongming's arm was still splinted and would not recover for a while, so Zhu Qing ordered someone to clear out a separate room in the yard where the prince lived.

After I moved there, I found out that I lived next to Wen Kam.

She said to me privately: "Fortunately, we are not serving under General Fan. I see that his temper is too cold and withdrawn. He always has a straight face. I used to tremble every time I came to him in those days." , for fear that something might go wrong. Unlike our prince, although he doesn’t talk to us much, he is always good-natured.”

When I listened to her talk, I just nodded, thinking in my heart that Fan Li looked serious and indifferent, but he was always consistent in front of others.

Moreover, once I get to know him well, I will find him to be a straightforward person.

It's not like Prince Yi, with so many faces, it's not necessarily true that he is happy when he smiles.

When the joy is not shown in the color, it is even more difficult for people to see through.

This place is only more than [-] miles away from Shangjing, and there are many letters from the Italian prince.

On this day, Zhu Qing handed over an invitation with a very eye-catching red cover.

Prince Yi unfolded it and took a few glances, then asked me to find the Chengxintang paper.

When I went over to lay out the paper, I lowered my eyes and suddenly caught a glimpse of the handwriting on the invitation.

It's a wedding invitation.

Invite the prince to attend his wedding next month.

The content is fine, I already knew that Cao Junlei was engaged to a girl from the Ma family, but the handwriting was in very familiar small regular script.

Prince Yi quickly wrote a reply and gave it to Zhu Qing to send.

I anxiously expected him to get up from there, but after looking through the other letters, he said, "Go get the original copy of the ancient book I asked you to copy last time."

The original copy of the ancient book was old, dilapidated and blurry. I knew he wanted to see the copy I made, so I asked, "Do you want the original copy, Your Majesty?"

"You can't study the original copy, so get the copy." He said warmly.

"Yes." I responded softly, feeling so nervous that I was sweating.

When I passed by him, I saw the tea bowl placed next to the desk. I was heartbroken and pretended to accidentally knock over the tea bowl with my sleeve.

The whole cup of tea was spilled.

Prince Yi put his arm on the table and it got a lot wet. Not to mention, the tea flowed down to the edge of the table like a curtain of water. Prince Yi couldn't avoid it and stood up in a hurry.

I was already nervous, but now I was even more frightened and frightened, so I hurriedly said: "This slave deserves to die!" I forced myself to calm down, and went forward to wipe the water marks on his clothes with a handkerchief. "Stop wiping and get up. I'm just going to change my clothes."

Because I was half-kneeling and close, his voice sounded particularly clear above my head, and it didn't sound blaming, just as gentle as ever.

In the past, when I saw him talking to people like this, I always felt that he was gentle but indifferent. Now, when I heard it, I suddenly realized that maybe it was just my misunderstanding. I mean that the prince is really as good-natured as Wen Jin said.

Unexpectedly, the tea bowl rolled off the table and landed on the floor tiles with a loud noise.

Xianggui, who was guarding the outer room, heard the noise and hurried in.

Perhaps because she saw the broken tea cup and the mess, she scolded me in a low voice: "Why are you on the job? Why don't you hurry up and clean up!"

Xianggui came over in a few steps, leaned over to look at Prince Yi's clothes, and asked hurriedly: "Is Prince Yi permed?"

King Yi said: "It's not her fault that she didn't iron it, it was my fault. Let's go and change clothes."

After returning to the room, I quickly bolted the door and then took out the manuscript from my arms.

Looking through it, the handwriting inside is almost identical to Cao Junlei's handwriting.

I always like the free and unrestrained meaning in his calligraphy. Every time I write a word, I unconsciously imitate his handwriting... I feel scared just thinking about it.

If I hadn't caught my wits in my haste and asked Prince Yi to see it, it would have been difficult to explain clearly.

I took out the flower arrangement in a porcelain jar, tore up the manuscript page by page, and finally threw it into the fire starter and burned it completely.

Fortunately, I came back early from the study, so I didn't even eat dinner. I burned the original copy and started copying the new one.

I copied that manuscript for three days before. Although I didn't copy it all day, it still took a lot of time.

I was afraid that the prince would want to read it again tomorrow, so I copied it all night and morning, and finally finished it.

After putting down the pen, I couldn't move anymore.

Normally, Prince Yi would always go out during the day, and even if he went to the study, it would be after the afternoon. But as soon as I lay down on the bed, I was called to the study to wait on him.

Prince Yi did not mention reading the manuscript, but wanted to write it in big characters.

I laid out the paper in a daze and went to grind the ink again.

He stood in front of the desk and flipped through an idle book. Perhaps he was impatient with the waiting. He turned to look at me grinding and asked suddenly, "Are you sick? You look so bad."

Before I could answer, Zhu Qing said from the side: "The circles under her eyes are so heavy, as if she didn't sleep well. I heard that she almost burned the prince yesterday, maybe she was scared."

Prince Yi snorted softly and said: "The information is quite good. When did you learn to talk so much? I am not a tiger."

Zhu Qing said hurriedly: "This slave deserves to die."

Prince Yi threw the book on the case and said calmly: "That's all, I won't write any more. It's a nice day, so I'll go out and ride a horse."

After hearing this, Zhuqing hurriedly went out and ordered people to prepare.

After Zhuqing left, Prince Yi said: "I think you are not going to do what Zhuqing said. If you are not feeling well, there is no need to come here for the next two days."

I went back to the room and slept for most of the day. In my hazy mind, I thought that although Prince Yi was a little tactful when dealing with people, he was really reasonable.

After I ate my dinner, I decided to go back to the house since I didn't have to do any errands.

A maid stopped me and said, "These are the prince's shoes and socks. The prince got his socks wet by the lake. Just now, Mr. Zhuqing asked someone to send them over quickly. Now I'm in a hurry to boil water. Please give me a trip." Bar."

I took the small package containing my shoes and socks and walked through the path. I hurriedly hurried and walked slowly to the picturesque lake. Dusk was already covering me.

There was no one by the lake, so I walked toward the reeds.

Just as I stepped on my feet and looked around, I saw a figure coming out of the reeds.

Because it was dark, I couldn't see him. As I got closer, I saw that this man was not a prince, but just a boy wearing blue cloth.

(End of this chapter)