Reborn from the ashes: The Fifth Miss Devil

It's a pity that Yun Jingchu said with a smile on his face: "Concubine Shu, eat more, I know you like it, and I even asked the imperial dining room to increase the ingredients in the dishes in front of you."

Yun Xiyao immediately wanted to cry.

Next, Yun Xiyao ate those red meals one bite at a time like eating a knife. She never knew that eating could be a kind of torture.

Therefore, Yun Xiyao couldn't help the tears in her eyes again.

Although Concubine Dong Xian and Wang Yuyan didn't know why Yun Xiyao looked like that, they knew in their hearts that it was definitely not a sign of a happy meal, but a sign of great pain.Although I know it, I don't feel the slightest sympathy.

For three days in a row, Yun Xiyao had been in this burning pain like cutting her tongue with a knife. Moreover, after drinking the medicine for three days, her tongue and throat hurt more and more, without any improvement.

No matter how stupid Yun Xiyao was, she guessed that the special seasoning was causing the trouble, and she wanted to mention it but was afraid of being caught making a big fuss, because no one else was fine.

Not only that, but Yun Xiyao had to beat Yun Jingchu's legs in person. Although she was teaching the maids of Fengxiang Palace in name, Yun Jingchu would yell that she couldn't do it every time those maids started to do it, so Yun Xiyao You can only do it yourself and explain it without bothering you.Of course, in this way, her sore legs and arms didn't feel completely better.

this day.

As usual, Yun Xiyao knelt at Yun Jingchu's feet and beat her legs, while Yun Jingchu sat at the desk and prepared to practice calligraphy.

Suddenly, Yun Jingchu threw the brush in his hand into the inkstone, and looked at the snow vulture next to him with displeasure: "Useless servant, it is so slow to sharpen ink. Go away and beat Bengong for Concubine Shu." Beat your legs, Concubine Shu, come and help me sharpen the ink."

Yun Xiyao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she could finally stand for a while, secretly rubbed her knees, stood up, picked up the ink stick in the inkstone and began to grind it.

However, as soon as she got started, she frowned. This ink stick turned out to be Tie Mo!

Iron ink, known as the hardest ink stick in the world, is very rare and precious.The ink made by using this kind of ink stick is very smooth and not easy to smudge. However, there is a disadvantage that it is very difficult to grind and requires a lot of effort.Therefore, people generally do not use this kind of ink, and only use it when copying important scriptures and classics.

However, "Yun Jingshu" actually used this kind of ink to practice calligraphy, Yun Xiyao wanted to say that she didn't want to embarrass herself.

But, even so, she had to bite the bullet, and after grinding hard a few times, her already sore arms became more and more sore, she might as well kneel on the ground and beat her legs.

"Well, Concubine Shu is still capable." Yun Jingchu lightly praised, dipped in ink and began to write.

Yun Jingchu wrote this from the afternoon to the evening, and even the snow vulture urged him to have dinner several times, but he was unwilling to leave the desk.

Finally, after half an hour, Yun Jingchu's stomach groaned. Yun Jingchu put down the brush, stretched, and then got up. Just when Yun Xiyao thought she was finally going to be liberated, she only heard Yun Jingchu said lightly: "Well, I still have to practice calligraphy for a while after dinner, so you can grind it for a while."

After finishing speaking, Yun Jingchu went out.

In the study, only Yun Xiyao and the two little maids who waited on her were left behind.Yun Xiyao looked at the closed door, many vicious lights flashed in her eyes, "Yun Jingshu" is torturing her in a different way.

Suddenly, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she quickly returned to normal, pretending to be nonchalant and said to the two little maids: "You guys, go out and see if you need any help, as long as I'm here alone."