The news of the new emperor's accession to the throne spread like the wind throughout the country, and after a short discussion, it gradually dissipated like the wind. The bloodshed in the palace was no different from the night on a normal day for ordinary people, and it seemed that it would only cause some waves when it was about the body.

Su Qinghui fiddled with the tea cup in his hand, except for the occasional sound of falling chess, it was quiet, Jing Sheng looked at the leisurely Jing Rong on the opposite side, and finally broke this peace: "The new emperor has completely changed the blood of the Shen family in just a few days after ascending the throne, but I heard that the Shen Liu family's mother's family has tried their best to protect the little sister-in-law, and the national teacher has not done anything."

Jing Sheng said and sneered: "But also, there must always be a containment to hold this new minister"

"It's Your Turn"

"Brother, you don't need me to remind you, what is he going to do next after dealing with these troublesome things?"

Su Qinghui's hand pouring tea paused slightly, yes, with him, this new king should be restless. She walked to the desk with the tray, put down the teacup, and swept the afterglow over Jingrong. He took a sip and frowned slightly: "From tomorrow onwards, I will practice more with the tea master."

Su Qinghui's face was inexplicable, and the spearhead turned to her. Jing Sheng was also slightly stunned, stood up and threw down the chess pieces with an angry face, "Okay, let me say it in vain, you are willing to be a master in this world, forgive me for not accompanying you" said and walked out of the courtyard like a gust of wind.

Su Qinghui looked at the game of chess and sighed softly. Jing Sheng can see other things clearly, but when it comes to him, the imperial brother, he can't figure it out.

If the other party is weak, there is no need to be so timid, but to deal with a strong enemy, you should avoid its edge and guide the diversion, otherwise you will suffer from it, not to mention the sensitive situation, and you can only get a lifetime of rest by waiting for the labor side.

It's just that he thinks he's just worried and dizzy. When you calm down, you'll figure it out.

On the second day, Su Qinghui turned over and got up early, packed up, and waited for the tea master in the hall. At three poles in the sun, I saw a white-bearded old lady in the distance, pacing leisurely. Su Qinghui took a step forward and said respectfully: "Teacher"

Yu Laodao lifted his robe and sat on the stone bench and lit a teacup, "Don't worry, try your craft first" "Yes" Su Qinghui followed the steps he had practiced hard last night, and did it carefully step by step, for fear of missing any step.

When the soreness was done, the already sore shoulders became heavier and heavier. Yu Laodao swept Su Qinghui's slightly stiff arm, took the tea and took a sip, put down the tea with a frown, and was silent for a long time.

After a long time, Su Qinghui thought that when the white-bearded old lady gave up her rotten wood, a short wooden pole suddenly poked her head: "Keep up" Su Qinghui looked up and was stunned, and hurriedly picked up Yu Laodao and followed closely beside him.

All the way around into an elegant courtyard, Yu Laodao waved his finger to the door: "Waiting there" "Yes" After Yu Laodao entered the door, Su Qinghui dared to move his steps slightly, and looked at it, he was always detained in the front yard before, but he didn't find that there was such a place in this Yongwang Mansion.

As he was watching, a little boy came forward with a stack of books. "Crispy Girl"

"Yes" The little boy handed over the book, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to take it, "The master instructs, please read it within five days, and the master will personally check it after five days, and please remember it." Su Qinghui hugged the stack of books and wanted to cry without tears.

Finally walked out of the garden with her memory, and met Jing Rong head-on, she sighed in her heart and hugged the book in her arms, leaned over slightly, and her voice trembled a little: "Your Highness" "Get up" Su Qinghui got up and walked forward with Jing Rong's steps, "I've seen Master Yu"

Su Qinghui's eyes flashed in front of the white-bearded old lady "Yes" said with a sigh and added: "Xu is that my qualifications are too poor, I have to make up for my homework before I get started" Saying that, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and Yu Guang carefully swept over the people beside him, Jing Rong bent the corners of his mouth lightly, and reached out sideways to pick up a few books in her arms

"You should be glad that Master Yu is willing to help you" Su Qinghui frowned, "Although I haven't learned this way of making tea, I probably know something" Saying that, he walked a few steps to the front of Jing Rong and looked at him sideways: "Your Highness, I am really so bad at making tea" "Well, it's hard to say a word" "Your Highness is honest" Jing Rong listened to the dejected voice on the side, his eyes were smiling, and his eyes were bright.

Suddenly, Su Qinghui stumbled, stumbled a few steps before he could stop, and stroked his chest in fright, fortunately, the ground is cold and hard in this winter, if it is bumped, I don't know which muscle and bone will be injured again, I am glad that I suddenly feel that something is wrong there, and I look down and see that my hand is empty.

"Hey, what about the book, what about my book"

"That" Su Qinghui turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked in the direction that Jing Rong pointed to, and the books were lying alone on the ice.

The two stood by the lake, silent. The cold wind blew, and Su Qinghui trembled slightly: "Your Highness, this lake" Before she finished speaking, Jing Rong turned her head and picked up a stone and threw it lightly: "It's very strong"

Su Qinghui glanced at the person beside him, and reluctantly withdrew it, gritting his teeth. She lifted the hem of her skirt and tentatively stretched out her feet to poke at the ice, and finally staggered in the direction of the book.

Finally bent down to pick up a copy, sat on the ice with a shake of his body, and listened to the chuckle behind him, Su Qinghui's face turned red. When the book is put away, the corners of the skirt are already wet.

At the gate of the courtyard, Nian Rong was looking forward to this side, and saw the figures of the two hurriedly stepping forward: "Your Highness" Jing Rong folded the book in Su Qinghui's hand: "If there is any problem, just tell Yuan Dai" After speaking, he turned around and left.

On the side, Nian Rong looked at Jing Rong's distant figure, and was very envious: "Your Highness is so good to my sister" Su Qinghui's eyes jumped, and he pouted, "Your eyesight is still as bad as ever"

Nian Rong lightly bumped into Su Qinghui, and teased: "When has my sister met, the noble person should give a servant girl something and arrange things" Su Qinghui was stunned, she was negligent, there is a difference between master and servant, but since when did she gradually forget this relationship.

When she thinks about it, it seems that she never kept this identity from the beginning, but so many things happened to pierce her mask of pretending to obey. She really can't hide it. "What does my sister think, so engrossed" Su Qinghui shook his head to drive away the unwarranted distractions in his mind, and breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's nothing, I'm going to stop reading with peace of mind from now on."

Late at night, Nian Rong looked at Su Qinghui with a thought, all of them threw themselves into the pile of books, described and wrote, took a plate of snacks and said distressedly: "Sister, rest early, don't get burned" said that she picked up the book and wondered: "Sister doesn't learn tea, how can she study this medicine and incense making"

"Xu is book miscellaneous folder is wrong" Su Qinghui's tone was indifferent, "Nian Rong, do you know which courtyard Yuan Dai is in tomorrow" "If there is nothing to do, Sister Yuan Dai is often in the Ming Xuan Courtyard" Nian Rong put down the book and dialed the candle wick: "Sister is not resting yet" "It's okay, you can rest first, I won't serve His Royal Highness tomorrow, and it will be fine later" "Well, if my sister has something, call me" "Go"

The door closed lightly, Su Qinghui looked at the struggling candle flame, her eyes were deep, at least she knew how to take this first step now, opened the wooden box, took out the brocade and looked far-reaching, we will be able to meet soon.

"Sister Yuandai" "Coming" Yuandai put down the scissors for building flower branches, and waved at Su Qinghui, "Come with me". "Hard work sister" Nian Rong looked sideways, the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of her were slightly bent, and her eyes were clear. She retracted her gaze, and her heart was suffocated, as if she had calculated too much, and she couldn't see this kind of gaze that could be seen at a glance.

The door creaked, and I walked through the outhouse and into the inner room, where a wall lined up with all kinds of medicinal materials. Su Qinghui looked around for a while, and then he retracted the surging emotions, this palace is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Yuan Dai glanced at Su Qinghui and took off the small burden on his back, took out the ink-filled paper one by one and said with a smile: "You are attentive" "Your Highness has put so much effort into it, I can't waste it in vain."

Dai looked at Su Qinghui's smiling expression, and turned her head to stagger the topic: "These medicinal fragrances are precious, you should always be careful when using them." "Yes" "If there is something you don't understand, just write it down, I will give you an answer after reading it" "Yes" "Do you still have questions" "Hard sister"

Yuan Dai stared at Su Qinghui's obedient appearance on the surface, but in her heart, she didn't know how many times she had turned a thousand times, but she was a little similar to her Royal Highness.

There are only drawers gently pushed and pulled in the room, and the sound of paper brushing, these studies are much more complicated and profound than she thought, Su Qinghui rubbed his heavy head, looked sideways and saw that it was already dark outside the window, and he cleaned up and locked the door one by one.

Walking on the deserted path, Su Qinghui secretly pinched the back rope in her hand, and suddenly her back was slapped hard, she turned around with a scream, and saw Chang An with a smile on his face, the fire started from his heart, really, tired and hungry and now he has to be entertained, the more he thinks about it, the more he can't suppress his anger.

She took a deep breath and put down her backpack. Chang An looked inexplicable, and before he could react, his feet ached. Before Chang An could bend over and hold his feet, he grabbed his collar and beat "His Royal Highness" Su Qinghui and turned back stiffly.

Jing Rong slowly walked out of the darkness, passed through the two of them without saying a word, picked up the small bag on the ground and patted the ashes, stuffed it into Su Qinghui's arms, coughed lightly, and waved his hand helplessly: "Let's go?"

Su Qinghui followed behind Jing Rong with a complaining face, why did he lose people everywhere every day, "Hey, really" Xu felt the resentment behind him, and Jing Rong remembered her little lion-like appearance just now, and there were layers of smiles in his eyes.

A few days passed silently like water, and as soon as the time limit was up, someone came to lead her to see Yu Lao. Last time, she just stood outside the courtyard and took a few glances, but now she has a different charm when she comes in, if she wasn't still in this palace, she thought she was in a place outside the world.

Seeing the person coming, Su Qinghui leaned down and said, "Master Yu", and then turned around and said to the little boy who gave her the book last time: "Little master" Yu Lao skipped her salute and said as he walked, "Tian Yuan, sort and sort the herbs, mark them clearly, and send them to the medicine store" Su Qinghui intercepted the child called Tian Yuan, his eyes drooped slightly: "I'll come"

The warm sun in the late winter, even if the eyes look warm, I really feel it for a long time, but the body can't stand the trembling. Su Qinghui skimmed away the chill that gradually penetrated into his body, his eyes were focused, and he was smart.

A quarter of an hour later, Yu Lao swept over the herbs that were marked, sorted, and lined up one by one in front of him, and waved his hand at Su Qinghui: "Come in"