Outside the house, there are bright stars and bright moon, a cool breeze blows, and the new leaves of late spring vegetation are scattered in the air, bringing with it a refreshing coolness.
The small flower window was open, and the light was blocked by a screen. The firelight behind the screen was still swaying. Behind the screen, there was a desk in front of the bed, with all pens, ink, paper, and inkstones on it.
Under this weak light, a petite body sat in front of the desk, wearing a silk gauze dress that moved with the wind, flutteringly revealing the pure white lining underneath, and that cute little face looked...
A little pale, the tenderness surrounding her chest rises and falls with her breathing, looming, and is extremely beautiful. The beauty of a spring boudoir only lacks a little warmth, but it is also eye-catching.
Looking at the words on the paper, they are indeed well written.
But Xia Shang stood in the air vent behind the screen, shielding the little girl from the wind, holding an ink stick in one hand and holding the ink plate. The other hand was holding his chest and rubbing his shoulders to drive away the cold. But his eyes were still closing and opening.
He was obviously very sleepy. However, he couldn't appreciate the little girl's naked body in and out of sight for a moment.
"Ahem..." Li Youlan coughed softly and glanced at Xia Shang. Seeing how sleepy he was, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but tinge, "The ink is dry."
Xia Shang suddenly woke up and hurriedly polished the ink: "You can dilute it with water and the ink doesn't need to dry. Why use that thick ink when practicing calligraphy at home?"
"No, sir, you can't be careless when writing and practicing calligraphy. You have to be very serious about it."
"Hey!" Xia Shang sighed and shook his head, "Just mess with me."
After saying that, Xia Shang continued to doze off.
Li Youlan's face was expressionless, but she was cunning and funny in her heart. She pretended to be a mantra and continued to practice calligraphy.
She didn't know how many hours had passed. When Li Youlan felt that she couldn't resist the sleepiness, she realized that she had written several large words. Although it was not a written chapter, her wrists were sore.
But she was a little strange. How could that man be patient and let her be when she was torturing him like this?
Thinking about how yesterday on the way to school, he got angry with himself when he said something dissatisfied. I thought he was a weird and difficult person to get along with. But tonight, he seems to be much more honest.
Did he change his temper, or did his own methods work? Li Youlan herself didn't know.
However, this person's performance tonight is quite satisfactory. If he can continue to be so obedient, it would not be a bad idea to let him continue to read with me.
With great difficulty, Li Youlan asked Xia Shang to go back and rest.
Xia Shang went back to his room and slept for less than an hour before it was time to go to school again.
Just like yesterday, Xia Shang followed the sedan all the way, and finally arrived at Xiyuan despite being tired. After the sedan bearers and the eunuchs who picked up the sedan left, Xia Shang couldn't bear it any longer.
"Miss, you should know the way, right?"
Li Youlan turned back: "I recognize it."
"Then how about you go by yourself? I'll just sleep here and wait for you."
Seeing Xia Shang's tired look, Li Youlan also felt unbearable: "Last night...last night...it was my fault for making things difficult for you. But don't go against me in the future, I...I am not a troublesome person. Today you will be here
Don’t wander around during this break, I’ll come find you after school.”
Xia Shang was granted amnesty: "Okay, okay."
Saying that, before Li Youlan could leave, Xia Shang fell down on the grass and fell asleep, too lazy to move.
Li Youlan smiled, shook her head, and was not as unhappy as yesterday. She put her book bag on her back and went to the front.
There was no one else around, and a breeze blowing across Xiyuan woke Xia Shang up.
He stretched and rubbed his temples, trying hard to drive away the sleepiness. After a while, the sleepiness on his face disappeared.
…
The Palace of Fushou and Longevity on the west side of the palace is not far from Xiyuan. The little eunuch who sent him off to school hadn't gone far yet. He saw no one around and cursed: "It's really a shame to ask the uncle to pick up a few country bumpkins every day. Today.
It’s okay, go back and have a good night’s sleep.”
While he was talking arrogantly, he suddenly saw a group of inner court guards patrolling in front of him. He quickly lowered his head and stood on the side of the avenue, not daring to move.
It wasn't until the patrol team disappeared at the end of the road that they set off in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to take a step forward, he felt a chill on his neck. A bright dagger was placed on his neck, and then a black cloth was thrown in front of him, and there was a deep voice behind him.
"If you don't want to see my face and give me a reason to silence you, just cover your eyes immediately."
The little eunuch was frightened when he saw the dagger on his neck. When he heard the words of the person behind him, he immediately peed his pants.
But he was not slow. As long as he could not see the face of the person behind him, he quickly took action and covered his eyes.
"Uncle, I... I am just a eunuch. I have never done anything bad. You... you must do it... you must do it..."
"Shut up! Tell me, where is the emperor now?"
"My lord, you are making things difficult for me. How can I know where the emperor is?"
"Do you know anyone who knows the Emperor's whereabouts?"
"this……"
"Say quickly! Otherwise..."
"I know! I know! I really know someone, and that person just walked over."
"lead the way!"
…
The group of inner court guards did not go far and entered the Fushou Hall. The layout inside became complicated. There was a main hall, three side halls, and more than ten side halls and small residences.
Logically speaking, every corner inside is searched by someone, but these daily routines of the inner court guards are obviously not that dedicated. They just come in to take a look, and then shout through the main door of the main hall: "Wei Ting, the chief guard of the inner court, is doing routine work."
Inspection, is there anything unusual in the Fushou Hall?"
A deep female voice came from inside: "Nothing unusual."
The guards looked at each other and were about to leave.
Suddenly, a cry came from the side hall: "Here comes someone! Help! There is an assassin!"
This sound made the guards and the palace maids and eunuchs in charge of the Palace of Fortune and Longevity become nervous.
A group of guards immediately dispersed and searched for the sound, leaving only the leader standing guard in front of the door.
Wei Ting's expression was relaxed and he didn't seem to care, until he heard an exclamation from the woman in the main hall.
Wei Ting's expression changed and he rushed over quickly. He kicked open the palace door but heard the woman inside shouting: "Don't come in!"
But it was already too late. As soon as Wei Ting stepped into the palace door, a shadow flashed behind Wei Ting, and Wei Ting froze in an instant.
The people behind him did not use any weapons to hold his vital points, but his dignified head of the inner court guards was like a nail stuck in place.
Wei Ting couldn't see anyone. He only saw the person behind him stretching out a hand and putting it in front of his eyes. There was a waist badge in that hand!
One in the tiger's mouth!
"Shou...shoushou...shou...sir!"
Wei Ting felt that his scalp was numb, and his clothes were almost soaked with cold sweat on his back. I am afraid that this is the only brand in the world that can make him, the head of the inner court guards, stand there obediently like a child.
There was a soft hiss from behind: "Huh... Just recognize it, otherwise I will be in trouble." (To be continued)