The Favored Concubine: The Doting Prince

This time Shen Hui deeply experienced what it meant to be stunningly beautiful.

His black hair spread out like ink, his eyes were deep, his pupils were not the usual brown-black, but a little gray-blue, and his lips were light rose-colored. Walking in this magnificent garden was the most beautiful scenery. It turned out that the sickly prince in the rumors was so extraordinary.

He was indeed a little thin and pale, but the nobleness between his brows was unattainable.

Perhaps it was because of the wine, Shen Hui felt that there was a faint glow around the prince.

At this moment, he felt from the bottom of his heart that those who had just spoken ill of him were blaspheming God and would be struck by lightning.

He wanted to talk to him, he wanted to thank him. But he didn't dare. This approach seemed like a crime, an overstepping of authority. And the chill from the girl behind him was even more frightening than that from his brother.

But he also said that we must move forward bravely to know what we can and cannot do. Shen Hui walked over bravely. Even though the woman had issued a warning, he still walked forward. He had only one thought in his mind: perhaps this was the closest moment for them in this life.

"I, I want to thank you for this opportunity at the Literature Museum. There are so many writers like me in Chenliang. I am powerless, but I still want to serve my motherland. It's a pity that I have no way to do so.

We can only laugh at ourselves and feel that we are useless. But at least in the Literature Museum we are doing what we are good at. And we should be grateful.

What you wrote in the comment,

You said that my behavior and writing style showed that I was too cautious. But being too cautious means being timid. I would be hesitant to do anything.

No matter what you try, you will know whether it is possible or not. Anticipating a bad result is to be more cautious and serious in the process, rather than using this bad result to block your own way.

You are right. I always have wild thoughts. I always feel that natural disasters and man-made disasters are just around the corner. Everything I do now is useless and no one will take me seriously. I will think about a lot of things. Is it right for me to write this? What price will I have to pay?

I kept thinking about it, which drained all my energy.

But your comments in the manuscripts not only have professional knowledge, but also pay attention to our little thoughts. In the eyes of these people in the courtyard, we are just a pen holder. We hide in the literature hall, write some books that others will not read, and make a living.

But you will notice our mood. You will see the traces we left when we wrote. I really feel like I am like my big brother. I left a record.

Shen Hui became bolder after drinking. He usually didn't drink at home. He didn't expect that this half pot of wine was so refreshing and intoxicating. As he talked, Shen Hui got drunk and kept talking.

No longer care about being rude or inappropriate.

"So thank you, Your Highness." Shen Hui said and then slammed his head to the ground again. When he sat up from his knees, he was already shaky.

"Okay, I'll pass on your thanks."

Looking at Shen Huiyuan, whose face was red from drinking, he did not feel disgusted, but replied to him in a gentle tone.

Transfer? Reach?

"Yes, the idea of ​​setting up a literary museum to compile books suitable for more people to read was thought up by my wife, my Crown Princess.

There are also annotations. I can also tell you that the annotations should be divided into two parts. The annotations in blue pen are my humble opinions on the expansion and correction of professional knowledge in history, geography, astronomy, arithmetic, etc. that you just mentioned. But the editing and typesetting of the book, the proofreading of the words, and more importantly, the control of your thoughts and writing style and the words of gratitude you expressed are written to you by my Crown Princess.

You are important, everyone is important, just living seriously in different places. The whole country needs all kinds of talents. We also need you. Just like me, I am also a powerless person. I set up the Literature Museum, and I also wanted to do something for Chen Liang at first. We are the same as you, so you are right, we are comrades-in-arms, and we also have achievements.

This wine is called Qinghuazui, and it is not suitable for you, a first-time drinker. The jar contains hangover sobering soup. You will feel more sober and comfortable after drinking it."

Yuan Yi's expression was always gentle and his tone was clear. Although he still spoke slowly and looked lazy as before, he gave people a very close feeling.

He did not act superior just because he was the crown prince. Yuan Yi had never spoken so much to a stranger before.

But because he saw the efforts of himself and Fan Yue and affirmed Fan Yue's achievements, Yuan Yi was willing to tell him these.

Hearing Yuan Yi say this, Shen Hui suddenly burst into tears.

At first, her eyes were slightly red, and then tears fell like a child who had been wronged. As if she had finally found her home, she kept wiping her tears with her wide sleeves. "The Crown Princess is also a good person, and you are also a good person. The Crown Princess is also safe."

Shen Hui hit his head again, and Yuan Yi was very pleased with his attitude. Because in Chenliang, there are always some people who look down on women's reading and women's literature. But when Shen Hui heard the comments and ideas that encouraged him and came from a woman, he did not despise him at all and still maintained his respect. His action made Yuan Yi feel that this person was worth making friends with, and he was worthy of being treated differently by Yue'er.

Because Shen Hui's actions were a bit strange, some people looked at him sideways. Under the gaze of others, Shen Hui also realized that something was wrong and stood up quickly. He said to Yuan Yi with an apologetic look, "I'm going to drink the hangover soup. I'm sorry for losing my composure." Although he was still a little shaky when walking, he tried his best to keep his sanity.