Yin strode in from the outside. Halfway through, he saw Ji Ling covering her ears and running out to greet him. She took three or two steps and went down the steps.
Qixi followed behind but couldn't catch up!
He was afraid that she would fall, so he raised his hand and shouted: "Slow down!"
While she was talking, Ji Ling had already jumped in front of her. Just as she stood still, Yin raised his hands, hugged her into his arms, then reached out and rubbed the back of her head before letting her go.
All the surrounding servants lowered their heads, stepped back slightly, and turned sideways to avoid it.
Seeing the reactions of the servants, Ji Ling felt a little embarrassed. He struggled out of Yin's arms and gasped: "It's so late. I thought the emperor had been busy all day. He must be very tired by this time. He's probably very tired."
If you want to be resettled, you won't come to my place."
Yin raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The more tired I am, the more I want to come to you. Lingling, you are my good medicine for fatigue!"
While he was talking, he saw that although Ji Ling's face was smiling, the hand covering her ears still hadn't been put down, so he couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with the ears?"
Ji Ling shook his head and said: "It's nothing serious. When I was taking off my earrings just now, when I heard the words 'The Emperor has arrived', I jumped up and my ears were pulled."
She paused and said, "Thankfully it's an ear clip! If it were an ear hook... it would be terrible! In that case, there would be blood."
Yin frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to gently caress Ji Ling's shoulder, and looked at the palace lantern under the eaves. Sure enough, he saw that her earlobe was a little red and swollen.
He felt very distressed and asked casually: "Which slave is so confused?"
Qixi trembled, and just as he was about to step forward, Ji Ling had already laughed and covered it up: "What slave? Get an ear clip and ask for a slave? I did it myself! Your Majesty, I'm really fine. Your Majesty, please go in!"
As she said that, she gently pulled Yin's arm, and at a glance she saw the small dark blue purse that she made by herself was still dangling on Yin's waist. It was decorated with silver thread and bright yellow tassels, and it swayed slightly when walking.
The other Duanyang purses have long since disappeared.
Ji Ling was happy in her heart, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that now that the Dragon Boat Festival has passed, the emperor is still wearing this."
Yin followed her gaze, looked down at his waist for a moment, and said with a smile: "Of course! I can't tell the difference between Duanyang and not Duanyang in the purse you made for me, so naturally I keep wearing it."
He paused, stretched out his hand to stroke the tassel, and sighed: "This purse will be like you, and I will see you for a long time."
While the two were talking, they walked into the inner room. As soon as Yin raised his eyes, he saw the two snuff bottles on the dressing table. Seeing Ji Ling arrange them neatly, he couldn't help but smile and said: "How? I know you."
Will definitely like it!”
As he spoke, he walked over, picked up the two snuff bottles, lifted the hem of his robe, and sat down in front of the dressing table.
Yin played with the snuff bottle in his hand, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said as if talking to himself: "Don't look at the smallness of this thing, but in fact, the smaller the thing, the more difficult it is to carve out the subtleties.
Just like governing a country, the more subtle and inconspicuous it is, the more important it is.
I work hard day and night, making decisions about every detail myself, day by day... It is rare for me to be relaxed and relaxed, in order not to leave any small loopholes that would allow someone with good intentions to take advantage of them.
The difficult things in the world must be done with ease; the great things in the world must be done with details. Nowadays, the imperial court is full of impatience, and many people are trying to stop at it; there are only a few people who are resilient. Only a few people understand: What I lack is not grandeur and strategy.
But strive for excellence!
Ji Ling listened in confusion, and smoothed over these words from beginning to end, and then realized that Fourth Master was explaining his perfectionism and obsessive-compulsive disorder!
She walked over, stretched out a hand, gently put it on Yin's shoulder, and said softly: "Your Majesty, don't push yourself too hard. It's like a bowstring. If you pull it too hard, it will break. I don't think so."
Very distressed.
Your Majesty, you need to know: this government affairs cannot be completed in one day, so in a sense, if today's things are done, they are not done, and if they are not done, they are done."
After hearing this, Yin turned his head towards her, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and said with a smile: "My spirit is getting excited?"
Ji Ling tilted his head and said with a naughty smile: "Your Majesty, if you think about it this way, what I said actually makes sense, right?"
Yin nodded slowly and said: "That makes sense. Why don't I know that things can't be finished? People outside say that I am too strict. How could I know that with such a big stall and the treasury is not full, I always think that I can do it every day
If you do more, in one year or ten years you will be much ahead of the time."
Ji Ling nodded repeatedly and said, "Your Majesty is right."
Yin lowered his eyes, patted the back of her hand, and breathed out: "Okay, I can't stand it when I say this. I'm here to see you tonight, so I won't say this."
Seeing that Ji Ling was still standing behind him, he suddenly exerted force on his hand and pulled Ji Ling from behind to the front.
He raised his head slightly and looked at Ji Ling, pointed to his thigh with a half-smile, and patted his knee.
Ji Ling was startled and understood what he meant.
Although the two of them had known each other for a long time, she was still a little embarrassed.
As soon as she took a step forward, Yin already picked up Ji Ling and let her sit on his lap. She saw that the base of the ear in her arms turned red again.
He couldn't help laughing.
Yin kissed Ji Ling's forehead gently, then suddenly frowned and said seriously: "Why are you so heavy again?"
No matter in modern times or ancient times, girls are always very sensitive about their weight.
Ji Ling immediately jumped up and blurted out instinctively: "I haven't eaten much recently!"
After he finished speaking, he saw Yin looking at him with a smile, and his expression seemed to be condescending, so he realized that Fourth Master was making fun of him!
Ji Ling shut her mouth, turned away, and said nothing with an angry look on her face.
Yin stretched out his hand and poked her body, and felt that the softness was really comfortable. Her whole body was like dough, soft, waxy, and round.
Seeing that Ji Ling didn't respond, he laughed softly: "I'm just teasing you!"
Ji Ling turned around, her dark eyes seemed to be full of mist, and she looked at Yin softly for a long time, and finally muttered: "I know, and I don't dare to be really angry with the emperor."
Yin smiled, reached out and pinched her chin, then touched her earlobe, and asked softly: "Does it still hurt?"
Ji Ling slowly shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. It didn't hurt just now."
Yin nodded, gently stroked Ji Ling's hair, and warned: "Be more careful in your work from now on, don't be reckless, I am not here for a day, so you can rest assured."
He was talking seriously in the room, when suddenly he heard Ji Ling's stomach growl twice.
