Su Yiyuan nodded approvingly.

She also noticed the wound on the little eunuch's hand, but she wanted to see how far these people could go in order to harm her.

On the first day of staying in Ziwei Pavilion, Su Yiyuan and the eight attendants began to rehearse the sacrificial dance.

Although everyone can perform the full ritual dance, it is necessary to constantly adjust the position during the festival, so rehearsals are necessary.

Soon after the afternoon, someone from the Ministry of Rites came, saying that he wanted to invite Su Yiyuan to the Library Pavilion.

Su Yiyuan's heart moved, he stood up casually, and walked towards the library building with the official.

The two walked and chatted on the path of the Imperial Garden, and Su Yiyuan said curiously, "My lord, I don't know what work the saint is responsible for in addition to dancing the sacrificial dance? Is there anything in this library that the Holy Maiden should learn?"

The other party smiled slightly, and said respectfully: "Holy Maiden don't have to worry about it, this is just to trouble Holy Maiden to copy a scroll and use it on the day of the summer festival."

Su Yiyuan nodded: "I see."

After a while, the two came to a two-story wooden building.

With Su Yiyuan's aesthetics, this is already a relatively advanced building, not like the palaces in the palace, but the design is very rigorous, probably for anti-theft.

Sure enough, the official then said, "Holy Maiden, please take it, the lower official can only send you here, after entering the gate of this library pavilion, the others can only stop, the holy Maiden wants to copy the scriptures have already been placed in the temple, Niangniang is studying ink and writing."

Su Yiyuan nodded, pushed the door in, and saw that there were many books inside, which were like a library, and they were classified as high as several floors, and each bookcase was marked with a wooden board to indicate the category, which was easy to find.

Su Yiyuan glanced at the middle of the hall and found that there was indeed a table in the center, and the four treasures of the study room were neatly placed on the table, but the ink in the inkstone had dried up, and it was obvious that no one had used it for a long time.

Su Yiyuan Shi Ran walked over, looked at the scripture carefully, picked it up and read it word by word.

They are all Buddhist words, and reading them makes people's minds suddenly open-minded, as if the soul has been cleansed.

Su Yiyuan read a few pages in a row, and felt that it was a merit to be able to copy such a scripture, so he found ink strips and water, sharpened the ink, and copied it carefully.

After copying for a long time, Su Yiyuan felt that his hands were a little sore, and he was about to stop to rest, when he heard a voice coming from outside.

"Holy Maiden, it's been an hour, please come out and take a break with some tea!"

Only then did Su Yiyuan realize that she was not the only one in the library pavilion.

She walked over and pushed the door out, and found an old woman standing in the courtyard, although she was wearing a palace slave and maid outfit, but her face no longer had a trace of humility and flattery, but a bit of seriousness.

She couldn't help but wonder, walked over and sat down next to the old woman, picked up the tea, took a sip and said, "Cairen, are you also a grandmother in the palace?"

The old woman's expression was indifferent, and she added some tea to her cup and said, "A slave is a slave, whether it is a grandmother, an aunt or a palace maid, it is all for the sake of serving the royal family."

Seeing that her demeanor was neither humble nor arrogant, and her speech was not hurried, Su Yiyuan couldn't help but feel interesting.

Although she didn't enter the palace much, it was the first time she had met such a palace person, and she looked at the old woman for a moment, and she asked, "I don't know if the old man has any interesting stories to hear, I just copied the scriptures in the library for an hour, and the people are a little tired."

The old woman glanced at her, her eyes were a little cold, and she said in a serious tone, "Why did the Holy Maiden say this? The Holy Maiden Sutra is a gift from the Buddha, and ordinary people look at it, it is a great creation, and the Holy Maiden can be responsible for copying the Sutra, and she can be grateful."

said it earnestly, although there was no blame, but it was not difficult to hear the dissatisfaction with Su Yiyuan.

Su Yiyuan glanced at her deeply, feeling that he was really underestimating this person, and nodded, "The old man is right, I am not right to think about it."

Hearing this, the old woman couldn't help but look at her unexpectedly, hesitated, and saluted Su Yiyuan.

Since Su Yiyuan came out, this was the first time she had seen a salute, and her tone was a lot more respectful: "The Holy Maiden is serious, and the slave just feels it."

Su Yiyuan looked at her with interest, and her intuition told her that this old woman must be a person with a story, so she would be incompatible with other people in the palace.

That's why I'm sent to the isolated library.

Thinking about it, she glanced at the impermeable bamboo forest around her, and the heavily guarded forbidden army not far away, patted her skirt and said, "Okay, I'm almost rested, I'll go in and copy a little more."

With that, he turned and went straight into the house.

Seeing her back disappear behind the door, the old woman standing in the courtyard changed her expression, and soon regained her calm.

Entering the library pavilion, Su Yiyuan took advantage of the bookshelves to quickly browse the locations of various books and write down the exact locations.

In the evening, when Su Yiyuan came out of the library pavilion, he found that the old woman was still guarding outside.

The library was surrounded by bamboo forests, and only on the right-hand side was a separate room, which was obviously for the old woman.

There is even a vegetable field in the open space next to the house, where several different kinds of fruits and vegetables are grown, and it can be seen that she is a hardworking person.

Su Yiyuan looked around quietly, nodded to the old woman before leaving, and left.

When I returned to Ziwei Pavilion, it was already time to hold the lamp, and the eight attendants had already arranged the hall and prepared the meal, just waiting for the holy woman to take a seat.

The treatment of the saint and the attendant is naturally different, Su Yiyuan sits alone at a table of eight immortals and enjoys eight dishes, while the other eight attendants can only share a table and eat eight dishes together.

Seeing that the difference was so big, Murong Zhen couldn't help but glance at Su Yiyuan with hatred.

She has never been treated differently since she was born, and even if she enters the palace to dine with the princess and princess, she will not eat much worse than them.

But look at the present......

She took a few bites of rice and put the chopsticks back on the table.

The palace maid next to her looked at it and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Dare to ask the girl, but the food is not appetizing?"

Murong Zhen was about to say something, but he felt that his calf was kicked, and at the same time he received a warning glance from Qin Sitong.

She immediately swallowed the words that rushed to her mouth, and said unwillingly, "It's okay, it's just that I accidentally bit my tongue."

As he spoke, he pretended to cover his cheeks and looked at Qin Sitong from the corner of his eye.

Although she didn't know what she was doing, Su Yiyuan knew that she was dissatisfied with herself, and the poisonous snake in the hall last time might have something to do with her.

Not only her, but even Zi Su and Bi Yun thought the same, and at the same time looked at Murong Zhen with disgust.