Yijuan cloud

Chapter 38

Because I lowered my head, I only caught a glimpse of Prince Yi's lazy and relaxed posture with my peripheral vision. He casually said "Hmm" and never took his eyes off the book.

Zhuqing winked at me. I followed his gaze and saw pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the desk, so I walked over.

He measured the water in the basin, placed it in the inkstone hall, and gently swirled the ink stick.

The ink in my hand is of such high quality that I have never heard of it. It is not only dark in color and has a fine luster, but also has a very elegant ink fragrance.

Because I liked the ink so much, I was in a trance. When a black gold embroidered cloth suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, I realized that Prince Yi had come over at some point.

The material of the clothes just now was the sleeves of his robe that he stretched out. After taking out a pen, he took a piece of letter paper and soaked it with ink, but he didn't move the pen for a long time, as if he didn't know how to write.

When I finish writing, I stop writing, which is very sluggish.

When it was quiet for a while, you could hear the frogs croaking in the pond outside. The more you listened, the noisier it became.

Xu Zhuqing also noticed it and whispered: "I'll go and drive away those frogs."

Prince Yi was still thinking about the content of the letter, and only nodded briefly before Zhu Qing withdrew.

Prince Yi finally finished the letter, folded it and gave it to me to seal with wax. He returned to the tea table and couch and picked up the book to read.

I saw that there was no need for a pen or inkstone, so I went over to the desk to tidy it up so that I could leave and clean it at any time.

As I was packing, I saw him put down his book and asked quietly: "Where are you from Yangzhou?"

I was stunned for a moment, thinking that I had said that I was from Yangzhou when I was at Chengen Temple. I didn't expect that he would still remember it. I was so stunned that I whispered softly: "Baoying County." After saying this, I realized that such a response was not in line with the rules. Fortunately, the prince did not care. , just picked up the book and read it.

After packing up the desk, I quietly stepped aside.

The sound of frogs outside has become less frequent, and the study is even quieter. From the cauldron on the floor, wisps of pale white cigarette smoke are flowing out, faintly scattered throughout the room.

After a long time, Prince Yi asked again: "Is your family still in the county?"

His eyes were still looking at the book when he spoke, his voice was lazy and casual, and he looked bored, as if he was talking to someone randomly to relieve his boredom.

I watched him reading not because I really wanted to, but to pass the time, because I had never seen him turn a page since I came here.

I whispered: "I don't know where they are now."

He said "Oh" and asked again: "That's strange, how come you don't know where your family is?"

I could only whisper: "Last year, I fled with my family. I met rebels on the road and got separated from my family."

A huge candle with full arms was burning in the room, as bright as day.

He was leaning on a couch with a relaxed look on his face. He was completely different from the one I saw in the alley at home a year ago.

But it’s not just him, isn’t it the same for me?
Seeing him, I can't help but think of the time in the boudoir. At that time, I was the eldest lady of the Lin family. I was free and could do whatever I wanted. As long as I didn't go too far, even my mother turned a blind eye. One eye doesn't care about me...

Prince Yi finally put down his book and shouted: "Zhu Qing."

Zhu Qing hurriedly came in and Prince Yi said, "I'm tired, so let's ask them to prepare."

Zhu Qing responded and hurriedly went outside to give instructions, while Prince Yi also stood up and walked out.

Soon, Zhu Qing came in, stuck his head in and asked me to put the study in place, and then left in a hurry.

When I came out of the study room, it was already late at night. The moon was rising in the sky, and a few clouds were surrounding the full moon like gauze. The scenery was very pleasant.

I didn't want to watch it, so I went back quickly.

The three people in the room had gone to bed early. I tidied up the bed lightly, but I still woke up people.

Yingjiao turned over and said angrily: "It's ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang' by Yingjiao."

I was about to lie down, but after hearing this, I stopped moving and just sat there quietly.

Linghua was sleeping on the bed not far from me. I saw her vague shadow peeking out from the bed and whispering: "It's so late on duty, Duo'er, go to bed quickly. We just went to bed."

Yingjiao snorted coldly and turned over.I lay down and said to Linghua, "I'm going to sleep now."

Prince Yi was not in the house during the day. He was good at opera and would always go out on horseback early in the morning and return late at night.

On the second day when I was working in the study, he came back just after lunch.

I was dusting and wiping dust in the study when a young man came in hurriedly and said, "Your Majesty will be here soon."

Just as he collected his things, the door became dark and Prince Yi strode over.

He sat down directly in front of the bookcase and took out rice paper with golden flowers and put it on the table.

Just by looking at it, I knew that I was going to write an imperial letter. I quickly picked up the ink, took off the inkstone cover, and ground it gently.

Prince Yi seemed to have a plan in mind and a pen in his hand, and he could write it eloquently in a short time.

When he finished writing, he threw away the pen and no longer looked at it carefully. He sealed it with fire paint himself and gave it to Zhu Qing to take out and send away.

After the letter was sent, he took another piece of paper, considered every word, wrote a few words, got up and walked around the room for a few steps, and then came back to continue writing.

When Zhu Qing came back from sending the letter, he whispered: "Your Majesty, General Fan wants to see you."

Prince Yi's hand holding the pen froze, he thought for a moment, raised his head and said to Zhu Qing: "Invite him to the study."

I was also happy in my heart, but it didn't show on my face.

Prince Yi called Xianggui in to prepare tea. When he heard the voice of a boy greeting Fan Li outside, he put down his pen and waved for me to leave.

As soon as I walked to the door curtain, I saw the curtain flicker and Fan Li had already entered the house.

He walked in without looking away.

When I walked out, Prince Yi's laughter came from behind me: "Rare visitor, rare visitor, which gust of wind brought General Fan here?"

I heard from Zhuqing that Fan Li will be returning to the camp in the next few days and came here to say goodbye to Prince Yi.

Prince Yi liked to shoot and hunt, and Fan Li had extraordinary archery skills, so he invited Fan Li to come to the palace to try shooting swans.

Fan Li promised to come every day.

Therefore, the house has been crowded with guests for days, and the people below are all too busy.

But I took on another job.

Prince Yi found an original copy of an ancient book somewhere and ordered me to copy it.

So from morning to night I went to the study to copy books.

Occasionally I would come out for air, listen to the sound of silk and bamboo in the distance, and think about the excitement ahead, but it was not as relaxing as me alone.

Looking at the pomegranate fruits in the courtyard of the study, I thought about the person I used to love so much. My parents made me copy books for several days in a row, as if I was in prison... It really happened here and there.

I originally thought I could see Fan Li again, but until he left the city, I never had the chance to see him.

After playing for several days, Prince Yi had enough fun and came to the study in the evening.

The room was quiet, he just held the book and read it. From time to time, Zhuqing cut off the candles and lit the gauze lantern on the table.

King Yi didn't know what he thought of, and said: "Bring me the "Tea Classic" that I read a few days ago."

I said "yes" and went to the bookshelf to get the book and hold it in my hands.

Prince Yi was lost in thought while looking at the book in his hand, and without raising his head, he stretched out his hand to take it.

I lowered my head and felt a warmth in my hands. I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat. I looked up and saw the sleeves of Prince Yi's dark green and embroidered robe brushing against my wrist, and the fingers under the sleeves touched the palm of my hand.

He also noticed something strange at this time, looked up at the book in my hand, and took it.

(End of this chapter)