Missing the days when there were books to read, she originally wanted Hong Tao to borrow some books for her to read, even unofficial histories, but the women in their cold palace seemed to be really miserable.
If you say it's someone from the cold palace, just ignore it.
Ming Xiaochen sighed, the world is so cold, she can be considered the emperor's concubine after all, but she ended up like this. She couldn't help but wonder, is this the torture he wants to inflict on her? Is he deliberately trying to let her know that she is unwilling to show her love to him?
How uncomfortable is it to give in?
If he thought that he could make her surrender in this way, he was thinking too much. She had nothing but her backbone and dignity. If she lost even these two things, she really didn't know what else she had.
Something to keep her alive.
"Empress, this little notebook is ready." Hongtao said happily, taking in a little notebook made according to Ming Xiaochen's requirements.
"Well, you did a good job, Hongtao, I'm really sorry to trouble you." It's not easy to make a small notebook. Ming Xiaochen held the small notebook and his eyes were so happy that he smiled.
"It's no trouble, no trouble. I don't have anything to do anyway. I just want to make the queen happy." Hong Tao said sincerely.
"Hongtao, thank you." Ming Xiaochen flipped through the little notebook. With it, she could record the stories she heard from Su Xin, which could not only save her time, but also practice her writing skills.
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In ancient times, women advocated that lack of talent is virtue, but in her eyes, that is bullshit. What does it mean that lack of talent is virtue? It simply restricts the development of women's thoughts.
They had so many rules, but she just wanted to break them and couldn't let these rules and regulations constrain her.
Ming Xiaochen knew that she shouldn't expect that. Although she has been relegated to the cold palace now, she still wears the hat of the tyrant's woman. Even if she is an abandoned wife, she must abide by her status as no longer a daughter, but whenever
When night fell, she couldn't help but look forward to it.
She really wanted to know who he was, who sneaked into her room to see her in the middle of the night while she was sleeping. She could feel that he had no malice towards her. On the contrary, she felt his pity for her.
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Ever since that piece of paper disappeared, she has been sure that the one at night must exist. It is not because her heart is empty and she misses a man, although she has reached the age of having sex.
But she has never fantasized about being with a man in the middle of the night. She wants to know who he is, but she is worried that when this mysterious veil is lifted, will their relationship remain the same?
After sending Hongtao to rest, she put the little notebook away. She didn't know his identity, and she couldn't guarantee what kind of reaction he would have when he saw the little notebook. Without confirming the other party
Before assuming her identity, she had better be careful.
The candlelight was swaying and the cold wind was blowing outside the window. She was looking at the moon that had risen in the sky. She was hesitating with a brush in her hand. Her watery eyes were shining brightly in the candlelight.
There is a blank rice paper on the table. After a period of practice, her calligraphy has improved. Although it is still very stiff, it also looks delicate and neat.
