"..." Yin Qingyi felt that this Geng Shi was definitely not the Geng Shi in history, otherwise, how could she have lived so long and had such a long life with such a personality?

Before long, Madam Li arrived. Yin Qingyi immediately perked up; she could finally watch the play! She had come to pay her respects precisely to see the performance.

"Oh dear, Sister Geng, you don't look like you slept well last night. Your complexion is really not good." Sure enough, Li immediately started to criticize Geng as soon as she arrived.

"...Sister Li is joking. It was just that we were disturbed by mosquitoes last night." Madam Geng's expression worsened, but she could only force a smile to deal with it.

"Mosquitoes, huh? I thought Sister Geng had dreamt of her brother last night and took care of him all night, so she didn't get enough rest," Li said sarcastically.

"..." Geng was speechless at this point, and her face had turned dark. For the past half month, whenever she paid her respects, Li would inevitably bring up the matter of the prince to make sarcastic remarks.

Yin Qingyi watched with great interest; if the timing hadn't been wrong, she would have grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started cracking them open.

"What's going on? It's so quiet." The Fujin was a little surprised when she came out and didn't hear any noise, but when she saw Geng's dark face and Li's mocking face, she understood that the two of them had started again. However, she didn't care. Geng was brainless, and it was her own fault that Li was targeting her.

"Is Sister Yin alright?" The Fujin looked at Yin Qingyi, who was watching the show from the side.

"Thanks to the blessings of the Prince and the Princess Consort, I am much better now," Yin Qingyi quickly stood up to reply.

"Sit still. Your leg is all better now. Don't stand up all the time." The Fujin quickly stopped Yin Qingyi.

"Yes." Yin Qingyi bowed respectfully and sat down. Although the Fujin said so, she could not do it. She knew that the Fujin was not very magnanimous. If she really did it, she would probably be accused of disrespect in her mind.

The Princess Consort was indeed quite pleased with Yin Qingyi's tact, and was no longer so angry about Yin Qingyi asking the Prince to take leave.

"Oh, right, Sister Yin is here today. I was just noticing her. I'm so sorry." Li Shi's gun was now aimed at Yin Qingyi. She hated Geng Shi, but she didn't like Yin Shi either. Yin Shi was injured, but instead of taking good care of herself, she had been getting the master to go and dine with her repeatedly in the past half month. What a shameless slut!

"Sister is tired from taking care of the prince, so it's understandable that she can't see her younger sister." Yin Qingyi didn't expect Li Shi to suddenly turn against her, but she wasn't intimidated. They were all princesses, so who was afraid of who? As for Li Shi trying to steal people from her, let's see how many times she can use the prince as an excuse. Eventually, Yinzhen will get tired of her.

"My sister has been recuperating for the past two weeks, and she hasn't kept her mouth shut at all; she's still as sharp-tongued as ever. It's a pity that I do have a prince to take care of, but I don't find taking care of a prince tiring. I doubt my sister understands this feeling. I just wonder if my sister will have the chance to give birth to a prince in the future." Surprisingly, Madam Li wasn't angry. As she spoke, she gave Yin Qingyi a meaningful look at the bracelet on her wrist.

"Alright, Li Shi, you're so good at talking. As long as you serve the master well, you can have any prince." The Fujin noticed Li Shi's gaze, was startled, and quickly stopped the conversation.

Yin Qingyi naturally noticed Li's gaze, but she pretended not to notice and lowered her head to drink tea. Then she looked up and stared blankly at Li and the Fujin.

“You’re mistaken, Madam. Some things are not meant for everyone.” Madam Li showed no respect to Madam Li, glancing at Madam Song as she spoke.

Madam Song's hand tightened around her handkerchief, her face paling slightly. Everyone knew who Madam Li was referring to without her needing to spell it out. She felt bitter inside but couldn't refute it. It wasn't that she hadn't been pregnant before, and had given birth to more than one child. Although they weren't princes, if they had been raised properly, they would be seven or eight years old by now. Unfortunately, she was probably destined to have no children in this life.

"Li, if you can't control your mouth, I, the Fujin, won't mind disciplining you!" The Fujin was truly angry; this Li was far too unruly.

"Yes, Your Highness is right to reprimand me. I won't say anything more." After venting her anger, Madam Li felt better and no longer cared about what Her Highness said. She had said everything she needed to say.

The greeting ended hastily under Li's barrage of criticism, and everyone except Li and Yin Qingyi looked unhappy.

Yin Qingyi was on her way back. Her Luoxue Pavilion was on a different route than the others, so she soon found herself on the road with Qiuju by herself.

However, some other lowly servants would inevitably pass by. Yin Qingyi didn't say anything to Qiuju, but in her heart, she gave Li Shi a thumbs up for her behavior today. As expected of the woman Yinzhen had favored for more than ten years, she had plenty of confidence. She could attack all the women in the backyard indiscriminately, including the Fujin, and still escape unscathed. The Fujin didn't dare to do anything to her. No wonder the Fujin couldn't tolerate her and insisted on bringing her down.

"Princess, is your leg uncomfortable?" Qiuju asked with concern as soon as they returned to Luoxue Pavilion, gesturing for Yin Qingyi to sit down.

"It's nothing," Yin Qingyi shook her head. Then she got up and walked to the desk next to her. This was moved here by Yinzhen a few days ago because she said she was too bored, so Yinzhen told her to write or draw when she was bored. To be honest, she had no problem writing with a brush, as her calligraphy was quite good. But drawing? Forget it. She knew a little about sketching, but she only used sketching pencils. She didn't know how to use a brush.

Picking up the brush, Yin Qingyi began practicing calligraphy. Although her calligraphy was quite good, she couldn't expect to be good right away; she needed to make it seem like she had learned gradually. So, Yin Qingyi's strokes were sometimes light and sometimes heavy, resulting in characters that were atrocious. Even so, it was still much better than the characters she had initially drawn. You have to understand, back then, Yinzhen's mouth was twitching uncontrollably.

Thinking this to herself, Yin Qingyi couldn't help but smile, just as Yinzhen entered and saw this scene. He was stunned in place. Sunlight streamed in from the window in front of her, bathing her in a halo of light. Holding a pen in her hand and smiling, a gentle breeze stirred her hair and the hem of her clothes. The scene was so beautiful it seemed unreal, and it was forever etched into Yinzhen's mind as a painting.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Chunlan's greeting at the door broke the silence, bringing Yinzhen back to his senses and causing Yin Qingyi to step out of the painting.