Who doesn’t know that Zhong Gong Huanli is famous as a little hedgehog in Zhong Luo Palace, but in front of Bei Gong Teng Xiao, she actually got along with the prick, which opened Linglong’s eyes.
However, it is better to let this relationship take its course. If she talks too much, she is afraid that Chu Jiaoli will become angry and do something impulsive, which will lead to a big mistake.
The next day.
"Oh my god, why can't I wipe it clean! It's so humiliating to see him!" Chu Jiaoli sat at the table, stamping her feet in anxiety.
"My dear, the ink was left on my face for too long yesterday. You might as well wait for two more days. Even if you wipe off a layer of the skin, it won't be removed..." Linglong said helplessly.
"Your Highness." Chu Jiaoli was suddenly startled when she heard the maid's voice at the door, biting her lip nervously.
Immediately, Beigong Tengxiao stepped into the house, and Chu Jiaoli reluctantly got up and walked over, whispering: "His Royal Highness, all blessings."
Beigong Tengxiao glanced at the ink marks on her face and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Feeling his gaze, Chu Jiaoli raised her hand and wiped it ineffectively, and said awkwardly: "No... I didn't wash it off..."
Hearing this, Beigong Tengxiao smiled slightly.
Seeing his smiling face, Chu Jiaoli was a little dazed. Although she was a little nervous and scared just now, when she really saw him smiling, she seemed not to reject him anymore.
This feeling is so strange. She seems to like him a little because she shows happy emotions. His smile is very beautiful, which is a bit softer than the serious and cold face in the past. It seems that even the atmosphere has changed slightly...<
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She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and muttered: "It will be washed off in a day or two..."
Beigong Tengxiao exhaled softly and said: "I don't want old wounds to be inflicted with new ones, so just be more serious today."
Chu Jiaoli bit her lip and didn't respond to him or argue with him. She just followed him and sat down obediently.
Yinyi Palace.
"Your Majesty, although His Highness has banned the concubine recently, His Highness has been in and out of Chunli Palace very frequently. I'm afraid there is something fishy." Huan Pei reminded Xiang Yini in her ear.
Xiang Yini raised her hand drowsily and yawned, then lay lazily on the beauty's couch and said, "Now that I can't go to Chunli Hall, what else can I do?"
Seeing that Xiang Yini was not worried at all, Huan Pei was a little confused and said: "My Lady, your Highness is giving you the cold shoulder, don't you care?"
Xiang Yini took out an embroidered handkerchief from her sleeve, put it to her lips and lightly pressed it, and her rouge-scented red lip prints were printed on it.
She gently hooked the handkerchief with her long fingernails and turned it around. She was going to send this handkerchief to Beigong Qianling in the afternoon, and it would definitely make him dream about it for some days.
She raised the corners of her lips proudly and said, "I have my own plans."
Chunli Hall.
"This word '乹' is too difficult to write..." Chu Jiaoli frowned in confusion, muttering in her mouth, but the pen couldn't be put down on the paper.
Just as he was about to put pen to paper, his hand was accidentally grabbed.
Chu Jiaoli froze, turned her head slightly, and saw Beigong Tengxiao, who was close to her.
As if she could feel her breathing, Chu Jiaoli's face suddenly turned red and her ears felt hot.
Beigong Tengxiao looked indifferent, stared at the rice paper and said: "Watch carefully."
"Well..." Chu Jiaoli responded nervously, then turned to look at the rice paper.
Beigong Tengxiao held her hand and led her to slowly write the word "亹" and said, "Do you understand?"
Chu Jiaoli was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly and whispered: "I understand, thank you..."
"Yeah." Beigong Tengxiao responded casually, then sat back in his chair, holding the book and continuing to read.
Chu Jiaoli swallowed, her heartbeat suddenly became rapid, and the strong voice lingered in her heart, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.
Seeing her in a daze, Beigong Tengxiao glanced at her, turned a page of the book with his slender fingers, and said: "Do you still want to have words written on your face today?"
Chu Jiaoli came back to her senses instantly, shook her head, lowered her head and continued writing.
After just writing a few words, she glanced at the remaining third of the house rules, pursed her lips in confusion, and unconsciously slowed down.
It was night, Chu Jiaoli sat in front of the writing desk, took rice paper and wrote the word "亹", one word, then another, the corners of her lips raised a little unconsciously.
Linglong glanced at it and said, "Empress, why do you always write this character?"
Chu Jiaoli paused slightly, coughed slightly, and said: "I... practice calligraphy. I'm not very good at this word. I want to write more."
"It's so late at night to see the sun. When did the empress become so studious?" Linglong said with a surprised look on her face.
Chu Jiaoli pouted and said: "The sky controls the earth and the moon, what's wrong with me trying to learn from you?"
Today, Beigong Tengxiao grabbed her handwriting. This is it, right? Linglong hid her face and smiled, saying: "Yes, yes, our queen has made progress, which is really gratifying and congratulatory."
Chu Jiaoli flipped through the house rules on the table. If she followed the pace of the previous two days, she would have finished writing it tomorrow. Today she deliberately took it slow, and she didn't know if procrastination would extend it for a few more days.
She doesn't know why, but she seems to be used to living like this. Writing is obviously boring, but with him by her side, she feels at ease and even feels a little happy.
If the family rules are finished, will he still pay attention to her like this? Will they go back to being noisy like before, or even worse.
Will he... come to Chunli Hall again?
Chu Jiaoli lay on the table, touched the word he had written on her hand with her fingers, bit her lip gently, and felt a little puzzled.
Linglong looked at her happy and sad expressions at this time. Who could believe that she was not in love? She rolled her eyes and said: "My queen, you should be more at ease in the future and don't get into trouble again. If you are seen by His Highness again, you will point out."
Maybe I should punish you for copying again."
Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli raised her eyebrows invisibly, then frowned and snorted, her eyes wandering and said: "What kind of trouble can I get into? I think... I am quite peaceful, right? Don't worry.
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"How can I rest assured about your empress?" Linglong glanced at her secretly and saw the expectant look in her eyes. She raised the corners of her lips slightly, frowning in concern, and said, "What if?
...The empress secretly ran out to find someone to drink with again, or...overturned His Highness's tea, soiled His Highness's clothes, forgot His Highness's instructions, or...collied with the Crown Princess?"
Chu Jiaoli swallowed, moved her guilty eyes away, and said, "I, how could I do such a thing?"
Linglong suppressed a smile and nodded, saying: "It would be great if your Majesty can understand."
The next day, morning.
Chu Jiaoli was sitting on the swing, looking up at the leaves above in a daze, and said: "Linglong, does Beigong Tengxiao not like me sitting on the swing?"
