Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Spring in the Palace

These items were placed on the table, and they looked quite reasonable. Concubine Ying stood up to grind ink for Concubine Xian, and then said, "Your Majesty, please write with confidence. I won't read it."

Ruyi was being held here, with so many people looking at her. She didn't know whether to write or not, so she could only respond reluctantly, then raised her noble hips, sat on the chair, picked up the brush and pretended to be thinking.

Concubine Ying thought that Ruyi wanted to say too much, and she persuaded her cheerfully, saying non-stop, "Empress Xian, Concubine Yu has written you so many letters, you can just reply to one of them casually, you don't have to write a hundred letters, just write ten or so, Concubine Yu will have more things to comfort her."

About ten?

so many.

Ruyi's hand holding the pen trembled, and she made a dot of a medium size on the paper. She had no choice but to start writing.

After writing two or three small characters, Ruyi put down her pen, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "This is enough."

Concubine Ke looked at Ruyi in surprise, and Concubine Ying also said in confusion, "Why did you only write so little? Please write more."

"Really, Your Majesty, Concubine Xian, I will definitely not peek." Concubine Ying promised, and then she turned around to grind the ink.

Ruyi racked her brains and wrote some more slowly, but it was only twenty or thirty words.

Meiruo waited for a long time, turned around and looked at the paper. There were only a few words on it, and it took so long to write. Is Concubine Xian stupid? Why does she write so slowly?

She said impatiently, "How come you have only written so little, Madam? Please hurry up. Otherwise, it will take until dark to finish writing ten letters."

Meiruo moved a chair over and sat next to Ruyi, staring at her as she wrote.

Concubine Xian was so angry that she almost vomited blood, and her throat felt blocked and uncomfortable, but she couldn't say no. Was she going to say that she didn't want to write to Concubine Yu? Then they would definitely think she was heartless.

Ruyi was punished to sit here and do nothing but write and write. By the time she finished writing the tenth letter, it was already dark.

Fortunately, by the day when she was punished by Imperial Noble Consort Huixian to write the Buddha Mother Sutra 200 times, she had already developed the ability to write quickly.

The Buddha Mother Sutra has more than 500 words. She wrote it 200 times in one day and one night of copying, which is 100,000 words. Now writing ten letters is just a small matter.

However, she was pregnant and her diet was not very good, so she was easily tired. In addition, Concubine Ying always said that she wrote too little, so she forced Ruyi to write non-stop.

A letter should be at least 800 words.

By the end, Ruyi's head was empty and she could no longer write anything. She could only flexibly use verses from poems she had read before and add annotations, which could be regarded as imparting some knowledge to Concubine Yu.

Finally, Ruyi said with a pale face and trembling lips, "It's finished, Lady Ying, is it OK now?"

Rong Pei wrapped the ten thick letters in silk one by one and hid them inside, then handed the tray to A Bao.

Concubine Ying nodded and praised, "My Lady Concubine Xian, you are really a thoughtful person."

Then she happily exchanged greetings with Concubine Ke and left. The two of them came happily and left happily, taking away Ruyi's spirit and energy, leaving only a sulky body sitting here.

After Concubine Ying had gone far away, Ruyi glanced at Rong Pei, exhaled heavily from her chest, and said, "Rong Pei, please close the door first."

She was really scared. She shouldn't have bothered with Concubine Ying in the first place. Such a stupid person would only cause her trouble and make her work hard.

Ruyi rubbed her temples, and said with a slight tapping tone, "Rong Pei."

"Why did you do it just as Concubine Ying said so?" Ruyi was really angry. Concubine Ying asked for paper and pen, and Rong Pei brought paper and pen without even looking at her expression, and gave away the silk she used to wipe her body!

Rong Pei was confused. She thought hard, then said righteously, "Your Majesty, I am afraid that you will be embarrassed. This... can be regarded as a kind invitation from Lady Ying. If the emperor knew about it, he would definitely not blame you."

Rong Pei made up a more relevant reason, and then added, "Besides, no one will tell anyone."

Rong Pei comforted her, "Your Majesty, don't worry too much about Concubine Yu. This is a very secret matter."

Ruyi raised the corners of her mouth and smiled as gently as possible. She glanced at Rong Pei slowly and said, "You go down first."

After Rong Pei left, Ruyi slowly stood up by supporting herself on the table. Her narrow and tight cuffs bound her forearms, and her sleeves accidentally rubbed the teacup on the table.

Ruyi seemed unaware of it. She slowly walked to the chaise longue and sat on it.

Looking at the broken pieces on the ground, Ruyi felt a small opening in her heart to vent her anger, and her anger was relieved.

This is the first time that Ruyi, a perfect person with a perfect heart, shows anger, making her perfection imperfect.

Let Ruyi take her first step from the noble altar, step onto the human world, and feel the anger of mankind.

The ceramic fragments on the ground looked lonely and pitiful. Ruyi suddenly laughed from the bottom of her heart. She had someone to feel sorry for again.

The mercy shown this time wasn't even given to a living creature.

But this small bowl of tea was enough to restore her inner balance.

* Yongshou Palace

"Master Yan, I am here to inform you that the Emperor wants you to go to the Palace of Tranquil Longevity immediately." Jinzhong bent over and stretched out a hand to support Yanwan.

Yanwan accidentally rubbed Jinzhong's palm with her nails, and then accidentally slid her hand into Jinzhong's sleeve to pinch his forearm.

Yanwan had never touched other eunuchs, and only gently touched the emperor's arm, but Jinzhong was a little different from the emperor.

The emperor's arms were rougher and had hair standing on them.

Jinzhong's arms were indeed smooth and felt very good. He had done heavy work in the past, and the flesh on his arms was not loose. Unlike the dead Li Yu, the flesh on his arms was like a piece of kneaded dough.

If it weren't for the dough, Jinzhong would also be an extremely chewy dough. Anyway, as Yanwan kneaded it, she just wanted to bury her face in it, or smell it, or take a bite, to see what the filling inside the dough tasted like.

Jinzhong grabbed Yanwan's little hand and dragged her out of the gate of Yongshou Palace, and then their hands naturally intertwined.

Yu Chunchan held Yanwan's fragrant hands.

Just now there was a small hand making trouble on this hand, but now it is empty, with nothing on it except a broken wooden stick like a whisk handle.

I want to hold your hand for a while longer.

Jinzhong's heart was still filled with desire. His invisible tail was swinging wildly behind his butt, and he kept coughing softly, trying to attract Yanwan's attention.

When they arrived at the gate of Yangxin Palace and were about to reach the enclosure, Chunchan suddenly asked, "Eunuch, are you sick?"