When Wen Jiaojiao woke up from her sleep in the study, it was almost dark outside. Zhao Yan was still sitting next to her reading a book. Seeing her sleepy look when she woke up, he put down the book in his hand and poured her a cup of hot tea.
"Why are you so sleep-deprived? Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Wen Jiaojiao shook his head, picked up the teacup, drank half the cup of tea, exhaled, and said: "Even if I sleep all day, as long as I hear the Taifu lecture to you, I will fall asleep immediately."
Wen Jiaojiao held his chin and looked out the window with some dismay, muttering: "I don't know how you managed to listen to his class for most of the day without getting sleepy."
Zhao Yan: "It's good to get used to it. Tutor teaches very well."
When it comes to studying, Wen Jiaojiao can no longer resonate with Zhao Yan. Her grades were not bad in her previous life. She is the kind of student who neither works hard nor is lazy. After attending the classes she is supposed to take and completing the homework she is supposed to do, she
It's like completing your mission.
I will never be like those students who work very hard and read more books and do more exercises after class or at other times.
She admired these students from the bottom of her heart, but she couldn't do it herself.
In this way, relying on my acceptable grades, I was admitted to a decent junior high school, high school, and university.
She always does things that are neither too good nor too bad.
Many times, teachers or friends tell her that if she works harder, she can do better.
But she feels that she is doing well now, and it is a state that she likes. Regardless of life or study, she always has a way to make her life more comfortable.
As a person, the purpose of working hard is to live a better life, or to be able to do what you like. Whether it is life or psychology, if she has reached one of her expectations and she feels that she can do it, then that's good.
It was only later that she started to feel tired when she just graduated and was squeezed by the company. However, it didn't take long before she was taken away from the dog and entered the world through books. Her current life has basically fulfilled her wish to become a salted fish.
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It was starting to get dark outside, and the queen had sent Qingbo out to find her, telling her to go back for dinner.
Wen Jiaojiao took too much nap in the afternoon and was a little depressed. Seeing that it was not time for dinner as usual, he and Zhao Yan walked to Fengyi Palace.
It was snowing outside, and the maid held an umbrella above their heads. Zhao Yan glanced at Wen Jiaojiao who was absent-minded, took the umbrella from Yuzhu, and leaned against Wen Jiaojiao.
Wen Jiaojiao glanced at Zhao Yan. He was obviously not yet thirteen years old, but he was almost a head taller than her.
Wen Jiaojiao was not energetic, holding Zhao Yan's arm and leaning against him lazily.
Zhao Yan supported Wen Jiaojiao's weight, and his body was already as straight as a loose body. He lowered his eyes and looked at her and said, "I'll wake you up next time. You won't be able to sleep too much."
Wen Jiaojiao weakly said "Yeah", then leaned on his arm and looked up at him, "Ayan, you said the same thing before."
But he never woke her up once.
Zhao Yan didn't have much to say on weekdays. Wen Jiaojiao kept talking in his ears.
He saw that she didn't like talking to other people that much. She was quiet most of the time, but she talked a lot when she was with him.
But today she spoke very little. Before, even if she had slept too much and lacked energy, she would not have said a word like this.
So Zhao Yan asked her, "Where have you been today?"
Wen Jiaojiao said angrily: "I went to the Concubine Xian and Concubine De."
Zhao Yan: "What did you talk about?"
Wherever she went before and what interesting things she did, she would take the initiative to share them with him.
Hearing Zhao Yan ask her, Wen Jiaojiao was silent for a while.
"Ayan, do you feel lonely in the palace?"
"Won't."
He has lived in this huge palace since he was born. He has done the same things every day since he can remember, reading and learning how to handle government affairs, and then all kinds of palace banquets, big and small.
He is now the queen's only son, the prince, and the future emperor of Beiyuan. His status is extremely valuable. In order to prevent any accidents, he has no chance to leave the palace.
It’s nice to be able to go out once or twice a year.
Perhaps it was because he had long been accustomed to life in the palace, or perhaps because of his temperament, he had never felt lonely in his heart.
Only during the period when Wen Jiaojiao was in the palace and she was not in the palace, he would miss her, miss her whispering softly in his ear, and miss her charming smile.
It seems that his world was originally a black splash-ink painting, but with the intrusion of Wen Jiaojiao, his world has become a colorful ink painting. Many things have become colorful, and tomorrow has become a little hopeful, and even his emotions have become...
There are more than before.
He was originally a person who had no desire for anything. The thing his mother said to him most since he was a child was that he was not like a child, but the shadow of his father, an exact shadow.
Once, he heard his mother sighing to his father outside: "Zhao Yan was born from your belly, right? He is simply a replica of you now. Were you also like this when you were a child?"
Of course Zhao Yelin was not like this when he was a child. He was always gloomy and melancholy as a boy because he was once happy as a child and was like a normal child. It was only the intrigues of the royal family that destroyed the beauty he once had.
Become a taciturn and silent boy.
In fact, Zhao Yelin's temperament is much calmer than what others seem to think. He also likes and yearns for a plain life. He has desires and a feeling of wanting something.
But Zhao Yan is not like this. He has always been a silent young man. There is no desire in him, and his eyes are cold and can see to the end.
There is a strange sense of restraint in him, which is rare even in adults, let alone such a big child.
So Wen Jiaojiao always felt very comfortable when she was with Zhao Yan. No matter whether she was silent or talkative, she felt that she was always being watched. This kind of gaze was not inquiring or like other
People look at her appearance, her character, or like her.
He is calm and tolerant, and will not find you annoying or impatient, or suddenly become interested in a certain topic and pay attention to you. Whether he answers Wen Jiaojiao or not, he will respond to her with his eyes, letting her
Knowing that he was listening to her carefully and taking it in.
This feeling is very strange, too natural. Wen Jiaojiao will feel that Zhao Yelin is the emperor, and there is a sense of distance between a monarch and a minister towards this cousin-in-law. Even if he often sees him in Fengyi Palace, he cannot offset this sense of distance.
But she didn't feel such a sense of distance because Zhao Yan was the prince. She had thought that he could get close to him because he was young or related, but after getting along for a long time, she realized that his temperament was too special.
He doesn't have much emotional ups and downs at any time. You may think he is a little cold at first, but after getting along for a long time, you realize that his character is too rare. No matter who he is dealing with, even if it is just a small palace servant, he will be patient.