After watching Han Dongwen's back leave for a long time, Wen Yongxing and Zhong Lilin put down their hands in salute and stood up straight again.

But their eyes did not return for a long time.

"well."

President Wen Yong sighed, "If His Highness can be in such a good mood every year, I'm afraid it will be easier to handle matters in Taishu Pavilion."

Zhong Lilin frowned, but still looked away, only looking in the direction Han Dongwen left: "Teacher, do you think His Highness is in a good mood today?"

Wen Yongxing smiled bitterly: "Maybe, no matter what the reason is, we are lucky enough to be able to see His Highness and do something serious today."

Zhong Lilin remained silent, just nodded, returned to the pavilion and sat down.

"That maid."

He suddenly spoke.

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

Wen Yongxing was stunned for a moment, and then said: "She looks still young, maybe she just came out of Yingchun Palace."

"That's not what the students meant."

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

Not upset?

Not miserable?

What does this mean? Serving the Holy One is still a miserable thing?

Zhong Lilin considered his words and finally sighed: "Her eyes are still bright."

After listening to his words, Wen Yongxing was silent for a long time, and finally just picked up the teacup, took a sip, and put it down heavily.

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Just seeing Xiao Hongdou wearing a skirt and robe and following Han Dongwen back to the dormitory made most of the other maids holding lamps slow down by half a beat.

Their eyes looked at Xiao Hongdou, making her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

But the emperor just walked forward without looking back, so she had no choice but to follow him.

The sun was setting, and red clouds were streaming into the dormitory through the window lattice. Xiao Hongdou consciously lit the lamps everywhere, but Han Dongwen walked straight to the side room of the study hall and sat down in front of the desk with a solemn expression.

"Your Highness, dinner is ready."

Xiao Hongdou stepped forward and reported.

After hearing this, Han Dongwen nodded. He had skipped lunch today and was indeed a little hungry. He thought for a moment and said, "Let the imperial kitchen bring the food here, and then go and rest."

According to King Wen's rules, the seven maids must serve dinner with their bodies and drink wine mouth to mouth. Han Dongwen, who decided to abstain from sex for the time being, naturally couldn't bear this, so it would be better to settle it in the bedroom for the time being.

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

Han Dongwen noticed that she was hesitant to speak, smiled and asked: "What's the matter, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

After listening to Han Dongwen's words, she took a deep breath: "Slave, I just want to thank His Highness once again."

During this day, she was neither slapped nor beaten.

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

This is very unreal.

She felt more at ease during those moments when she made tea, lit lamps, got medicine, and listened to His Highness's instructions, but compared to all the other unreal things today, she found that she still had no confidence in her heart.

It was strange that she felt a little sour in her heart at this moment.

"It's harmful, no need to."

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

"Please give me your orders, Your Highness!"

Xiao Hongdou said seriously.

Do something - whatever it is, that gives her a reason.

It was because she had to do these things that she didn't beat, scold or humiliate herself - this was a reason she could accept. Otherwise, she would have been afraid, not knowing how long she could live a good life, let alone what would happen to her next time.

Will he directly fall into the palace of death?

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

"Go and tell Yingchun Palace - that, that..."

"Manager Mi?"

"Ah, yes, tell her and the maid that they don't have to take off their clothes when entering or leaving the dormitory from now on."

Han Dongwen wanted to remove many ridiculous rules in one go, including singing and dancing, but then he thought about what kind of news would come if the movements were too big, so he only said this one.

"yes."

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

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The dinner was almost placed on the entire table, and Han Dongwen had to stop midway so as not to have nowhere to put his hands.

"Okay, okay, how many more are there?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I also have two medicinal meals, a pot of soup, and five snacks. Your servant will go right now..."

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

The maids looked at each other, nodded in disbelief, and excused themselves.

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

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

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

There is no other reason than that the dazzling light of the Xuanji plate should have attracted everyone to watch in the small library.

However, Wen and Zhong didn't even blink their eyelashes, let alone their reactions.

If it was just pretending, it would look too similar.

Now the palm-sized Xuanji plate was once again in Han Dongwen's hand. He looked back and forth for a moment like a thief before solemnly placing his fingers on the Xuanji plate.

The originally weather-beaten and rusty disk surface suddenly shone brightly in Han Dongwen's eyes.

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

There was a line of text flickering in it that took Han Dongwen's breath away.

"It's a little off from the recommended configuration. Is 4200 with a brain-pressure stabilizing core enough to play this game?"

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- 4200 is fine, just lower the middle ear feedback and neurofeedback that are too stimulating.

- If necessary, I recommend the previous 5122. If the middle ear feedback is turned off, the high-altitude scene will look just like a fake.

- 5600 has temperature compensation.

-Well said, where can I get free 5122 and 5600?

Han Dongwen's fingertips quickly moved across the Xuanji disk, browsing the text one after another.

His fingertips trembled slightly when he saw it, and he looked a little hungrily.

A community of "Que Yin".

Some people are watching the promotional clips and exchanging their assumptions about the game.

Someone is watching the promotional clip!

Share your thoughts on the game!

Someone!

Han Dongwen bit his lip, staring closely at the square plate in his hand. With his other hand, he picked up a few chopsticks of food and put it into his mouth, his teeth tightening.

He is extremely familiar with this community and this section.

He once advertised his studio here, battled wits with the section management, and was even able to write a strategy guide with personal information. It was on the front page of the forum for three days before he was found to have taken it down.

Who is not an elite player?

"Help!"

He quickly compiled this short post and prepared to describe the cause and effect in the post.
Chapter completed!