Li Siyuan stayed at Yi Shu's place last night, but the news that spread out was that the emperor stayed in Guanghua Hall at night.

Almost the time when the emperor walked from the Nanxun Hall to the Taihe Palace, the entire palace knew the news.

A wealthy family like Yin Hehuan called the Internal Affairs Office to send a new batch of dishes, palace maids like Taoye Maidong laughed at the emperor's recovery, and people like Shen Qingjun were not interested.

The emotions of the unintentional person fluctuated slightly, and the person with the heart made this wonderful person who preemptively served the bed become the target of public criticism.

This can be regarded as the benefit of making the palace an impregnable wall - filled with a sea of henchmen.

Yi Shu didn't dare to guarantee it in other places, but in her own palace, what others could know was only what she was willing to let others know, otherwise, even the little rumors leaking through her fingers would not be known to others.

It stands to reason that with such a throne as her sitting in Zhongcui Palace, if the limelight is snatched by the newcomer, it should be a loss of face, but Yi Shu's consistent attitude is there, and her father has been promoted to the prime minister last year, and others will only say that she is generous.

Of course, although Yi Shu is tolerant, he will not make wedding dresses for others in vain.

She is optimistic about Zhao Xueji, and wants to use Zhao Xueji to rub away the imprint of Shen Qingjun in the emperor's heart on the one hand, the emperor's pity for Zhao Xueji on the other hand, and more importantly, because this girl is simple enough.

Painting requires not only the skills of a painter, but also a clean enough white paper to depict the most satisfying look in your mind.

What's more, Gonggong Su beside His Majesty has already registered this matter, and she will push the boat down the river, which can be regarded as Zhao Xueji's reputation.

But yesterday's events still have some small things to deal with.

"Go and invite the spring greeting from the side of the wonderful talent."

Yi Shu dipped the pen in thick ink, imitating the handwriting left by the emperor——— after all, ghostwriting should be careful that others will recognize it.

In fact, she was going to give Zhao Xueji some tests, she wouldn't care about the battle book like Yin Hehuan, she would make a trick behind her back, and she couldn't hide from it...... But someone was unlucky, but she promised Li Siyuan that she would not let this happen a second time.

Yi Shu is a woman, not a gentleman, she is not as faithful to her promise as Shen Qingjun, saying that if she closed the palace for three years, she would lock up the emperor for three years; She is also very generous, unlike Chen Hanlu who heard Yu Cainu say that she was not, so she let her die of illness the next day.

She didn't dare to say that she was a good person, but she could indeed be regarded as a layman with the emotions of a little daughter, and she was shy to say that she actually fell in love with the emperor at first sight.

If it weren't for the emperor's mouth, she would just want to wait for the result.

"The slave has seen Mrs. De." Yingchun stood tremblingly under the hall, not daring to look up at Yi Shu.

"Get up."

Yi Shu beckoned, and the palace maid who was sensible lifted the stool to Yingchun's side.

"This palace is inviting you over, not to criticize you," Yi Shu's voice was very calm, because she was in a good mood because she had Li Siyuan with her last night: "I just want to ask you a few questions." ”

Yingchun didn't dare to sit on the chair after all, and said honestly: "The slave must know everything." ”

It's just that the preferential treatment given to her is her business or not.

"Last night, the palace remembered that the palace was the Jiaotai Palace, presumably Su Liu would not be much at night, the distance was only one or two pillars of incense, why did your family only return to Zhongcui Palace after more than half of the time?"

"Mrs. Huide," Yingchun cautiously raised his head and glanced at Yi Shu's expression, gritted his teeth and said, "Zhou Baolin once had an old ...... with talented people In the past few days, I went to Changchun Palace to gossip with her, but I was soft-hearted, and I couldn't bear Zhou Baolin's pleading and stayed... Last night, it was because Zhou Baolin was leaving, don't delay time. ”

Yi Shu smiled, Zhou Tong is a smart person, his means are good, but he is immature but he hits the enemy's weakness, but Zhao Xueji here seems to be soft-hearted and credulous.

Unfortunately, His Majesty doesn't like nephrite with dust on it. ➀

"So, it's really your master's fault?" Yi Shu deliberately asked rhetorically.

Yingchun knelt down without hesitation, and slammed the scabbed wound on the floor yesterday, and his voice was resolute: "The talented person is just young, the slave and maid will definitely take good care of the talented person, Mrs. Qiude will give the talented person a chance, and the talented person will definitely remember it, and Mrs. Qiude will give the talented person a chance!" ”

"Stop, Hongu just asked you to come over and talk, and I didn't mean to bully you."

This girl is smart and decisive, and she has only been able to do this step after learning from Baoqin for less than half a month, but I don't know if she has discussed it with Zhao Xueji, if she makes a decision for her master, then the evaluation will be greatly discounted.

Yi Shu waved his hand: "Stand down, this palace is tired." ”

Yingchun wanted to say something, but Huqin on the side shook her head, and Yingchun could only retreat silently.

When he walked to the door, his hands and feet softened, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

Today's words she had already discussed with Zhao Xueji yesterday, although this heartfelt person changed from her family to her, but she was even more fortunate in this way.

It's good that talented people don't have to suffer this sin.

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"Huqin, what do you think?" Yi Shu rubbed his temples.

Baoqin walked behind Yi Shu and kneaded her shoulders for her, and said softly: "The slave doesn't know." ”

Yi Shu was not satisfied: "You have always been smart. ”

"The slave and the maid are in love with the spring," the voice of the hugging qin was softer: "It is inevitable that it will be biased." ”

Yi Shu raised his eyebrows lightly: "Are you speaking for them?" ”

"Slaves don't."

"It seems that wonderful talents do have their own personality charm."

"The slave shouldn't have answered your words..."There was a bit of grievance hidden in the voice of the hug qin.

"Don't answer Hongu's words?" Yi Shu smiled and joked: "Then you should go to the back to eat steamed buns." ”

"This..."Hug Qin looked helpless: "This answer is not, and it is not a non-answer..."

She sighed: "Then it should be regarded as a slave who is interceding for Miaocai, and I hope that Mrs. will not punish her." ”

"Huh?" Yi Shu looked Baoqin up and down, and saw that she was furious in her heart, thinking that she had guessed the wrong master's intentions, but after a while, Yi Shu said: "For the sake of you following the palace for so many years, the palace will allow you to go back." ”

"Pick up chess."

"The slave is here."

"Tell Zhou Baolin that next time you calculate people, you have to grasp some measure, at least you have to look forward and backward, don't accidentally offend the nobles, and don't displease Your Majesty.

This time, it is time for the talented people to catch up with the palace to return to the palace, and the palace does not care about her.

If she causes His Majesty to lose his interest, even if Qing Zhaoyi's Dongling Palace can't go, asking her to go to the Pure Flame Palace opposite to stay for a while and meditate for a while is just a gesture for the palace. ”

"Yes." Pick up the chess and lead the order to pass the word.

"Ah, that's right," Yi Shu turned his head to Huqin and said: "This palace remembers that Zhou Baolin is wearing a pair of gold bracelets and jade bracelets, and the gold and jade collide between the journeys, and the sound is pleasant. ”➁

"Yes, the slave can save it."