Perhaps it was because neither of them was talkative, so it was good that Xian'er was with them, but they were relatively speechless for a while.
Ruan Yuyi pushed the pastry in front of him and asked, "What book have you read recently? Who did you study under?"
Ruan Zhuoying answered them one by one, as well-behaved as a little lamb, without the energy to argue with Xian'er. After saying this, he took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to her.
"Sister, yours is broken, you might as well use mine first."
He looked at her quietly and nervously stroked the tassel hanging on the jade pendant.
He and Xian'er grew up as Ajie's little tails, and were teased because of their habit of trying to please the second girl, but Ajie was always the person he admired the most.
When he was a child, he couldn't recite the book and was so angry that his father picked up a cane and threatened to hit him. He subconsciously shrank, but before the cane fell, a figure appeared in front of him. Sister used her slender
Her body stood in front of him.
My sister has an excellent memory. She can memorize books that he cannot memorize after listening to them several times.
Everyone in the family knows that Ajie is beautiful, from her hair to her fingertips, and she can't be more kind to others. But only those close to them know that Ajie will shed tears when she is in pain, and will ignore people when she is angry.
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Now that he came to Beijing, he found that my sister had changed a lot. She smiled less and less, and there was always an emotion in her eyes that he couldn't understand.
Fortunately, he has grown up and can stand alone.
Ajie will always be Ajie.
Looking at his sincere eyes, they were as bright as stars. Ruan Yuyi was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Just keep what my mother gave you. Didn't I tell you that I will go to fulfill my wish tomorrow? I'll see you again then."
Just ask for a piece."
He lowered his eyes, slightly disappointed.
But the topic was quickly dismissed. She said, "Your previous gentleman didn't come with you. There's no other way to delay your studies. How about inviting a new gentleman to come."
Mu Xiang continued, "That's right. Maybe you can ask the eldest son, maybe you can get into the Imperial College."
This reminded Ruan Yuyi, and the matter was settled in a few words.
"Thank you for taking the trouble, sister. I will go and talk to my eldest brother then." Ruan Zhuoying said.
After chatting for a few times, he stood up and made a speech.
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For some reason, Ruan Yuyi has been having trouble sleeping recently, and she likes to have weird dreams. Every time she wakes up, her heart is pounding, but she has completely forgotten what she dreamed about.
Muxiang handed over tea to soothe my shock.
She took it, woke up, and felt better.
After I got up in the morning and washed myself, a servant came to report that the eldest son was here.
She happened to have tied up her last hairpin, gathered up her clothes and went out while greeting people.
"I went into the palace this morning." He said.
Her hands on her sleeves tightened slightly.
Seeing this, Ruan Zhuoxin quickly softened his tone and said, "I didn't say anything, but His Majesty has been avoiding talking about the matter of taking back the concubine's throne." He sighed slightly.
This was expected by her. She lowered her eyes and only said some polite words, "Your Majesty is a wise king. My brother should not be disturbed by my affairs. He should be loyal to his whole life." But he was destined not to be a good husband. He has never been a good husband since ancient times.
Can do both.
She must always take care of herself and not become the second Concubine Yang.
"It's natural." Ruan Zhuoxin promised. One code means the other. He is honest in politics, which does not mean that the Ruan family's treasure can be rounded and flattened by him. But Ruan Yuyi didn't know that her brother had completely changed the matter.
One direction thought about it.
He handed it to the boy next to him, who brought up a long wooden box. When he opened it, there were several sticks of incense wrapped in brocade cloth.
She stretched out her hand and picked up one of them, and suddenly a chill ran down her spine. She just felt bad, and a pillow was brought to her to help her sleep. It was a coincidence.
She knew this thing. When she was restless in the palace, she would often light this sleeping incense. Smelling the scent, she slowly fell asleep, and she had no dreams all night.
She put the things back casually, "Your Majesty has been busy lately, thinking about what to send to the house."
He sent someone to collect the things and agreed, "I think so. If Yi'er needs it, just keep it. If it's an eyesore, just pile it up in the warehouse."
"I don't want this thing." She hummed softly, thought for a moment, and then said, "I went out to relax a while ago. It was late at night, but I saw that my mother-in-law hadn't slept. I thought she needed this thing even more. No.
If so, just send someone to grandma's house."
She felt uncomfortable if it was placed in her place, so it would be better to make the best use of it.
"That's fine." He agreed naturally and told him to pack up and go to the main room. Then he would go with his mother as she wished.
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She had already finished washing herself, and there was not much to worry about. The group of people prepared their carriages and horses, and except for Aunt Lin, who didn't like to walk around, they strolled to Shenghe Temple.
The temple was still bustling with people, and the Buddha statues were the same as before, but Ruan Yuyi felt as if he was in another world. The novice monk in the temple welcomed the group in, lit incense and spread soft cushions, showing his care.
After fulfilling his wish, Xian'er couldn't stand the boredom anymore and wanted to go to the backyard to have a look.
At this moment, a young novice saw this and came forward, "The spring flowers are blooming in the backyard just in time. If the two donors have nothing to do, why not rejoice as they please."
Ruan Yuyi was so entangled by her that she had no choice but to agree.
The winter jasmine in the backyard was indeed blooming well. The delicate yellow blossoms fell on the branches, almost bending them. Xian'er was much more interested than she was, so she picked one off, tied it on her temples, and turned around.
He smiled and asked, "Sister, do you look good?"
It was an age that was more delicate than flowers, and there was nothing unsightly about it. She nodded and praised it without hesitation, making the tips of Xian'er's ears turn red. She felt a little embarrassed, so she pinched one off and asked her to wear it with her.
As she resisted, her smile suddenly froze on her lips.
She didn't know why Jiang Qi was here. If Jiang Qi was here, would he also...
She couldn't help but think so. She turned away slightly, trying to pretend she hadn't seen it, but Jiang Qi was obviously coming for her. She had no choice but to lean forward and say, "His Royal Highness."
She secretly tugged on Xian'er's sleeve, and Xian'er realized what she was doing and followed suit.
Jiang Qi shook his jade bone fan, his lips were slightly curved, and he was full of romance, "I haven't seen you for a while, and the emperor's aunt has become separated from me."
She lowered her eyes with a bit of bitterness, "Your Highness, please don't lie, I cannot bear the title of Imperial Aunt from you." Although she is one of the four concubines, she is still a concubine after all, so she deserves to be called Imperial Aunt.
To the future queen.
Without hesitation, he looked left and right, covered one side with his fan, and asked in a low voice, "Auntie may tell me what's wrong with you and the little emperor, and maybe I can help."
"There's nothing awkward about it," she answered neatly.
He looked slightly surprised, closed his fan, and sighed to himself, this time the little emperor's uncle was going to suffer.