Jiang Ranli was so frustrated she felt like spitting up blood. She had just been confessed to by the male god she had a crush on for several years, and before she could even hold his hand, she tran...
This clever girl.
Listening to Jiang Ranli's talk of "flexibility", Yinzhen couldn't help but laugh, and at the same time he was a little confused about Jiang Ranli.
He remembered that she once said that she didn't understand literature, but judging from her behavior in recent times, she didn't seem to be illiterate at all.
Why are you in a daze?
Jiang Ranli looked at Yinzhen in confusion, not knowing why he suddenly became dazed.
Noticing Yinzhen's change, the Fourteenth Prince and the Tenth Prince exchanged glances. They both felt that their Ninth Brother's reaction at this moment was a little bit wrong.
Noticing the gazes of Jiang Ranli and others, Yinzhen pulled his thoughts back and looked at Jiang Ranli with deep and evil eyes, "I think you are right, this is yours."
Looking at the brocade box that Yinzhen stuffed into her hand, Jiang Ranli frowned slightly. Based on her understanding of Yinzhen, she knew that now that she finally had the chance to keep her in suspense, he would definitely not be persuaded so easily. But now he just stuffed the feather pen into her hand.
It’s not that Jiang Ranli was overthinking it, this was Yinlang’s reaction when he saw him for the first time.
"I, the tenth and fourteenth sons will go to the emperor's place later. You can go back and copy the Analects of Women, or you can stay here and play. I will come back when I am done."
Having said that, Yinzhen turned and walked out, and the Tenth Prince and the Fourteenth Prince followed him in confusion.
Looking at the three people who came and went in a hurry, Jiang Ranli felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"Li'er, what's wrong?"
Seeing Jiang Ranli staring blankly at the entrance of the tent, Wu Yanqing asked.
"Nothing," Jiang Ranli retracted his gaze and shook his head. After hesitating for a moment, he said to Wu Yanqing, "Yanqing, do you think there is something wrong with Master Jiu?"
Wu Yanqing pondered for a while after hearing this, a look of doubt flashed across his eyes, but he immediately concealed the thoughts in his eyes and said with a smile, "I don't think there is anything wrong with Master Jiu, don't worry."
Is there anything wrong?
Jiang Ranli frowned. She didn't know why, but she felt a little uneasy.
"Well, I'll go back first. You just came back after running around for a few days. Take a good rest. I'll come to see you another day."
After saying that, Jiang Ranli smiled at Wu Yanqing and left quickly, not noticing the look of loss that suddenly appeared on Wu Yanqing's face.
In the Tenth Prince's tent, the three people who had originally said they would go to Emperor Kangxi's tent sat in silence.
After a while, the Tenth Prince spoke first, "Ninth Brother, Li'er was just teasing us with what she said before. You know, she has a quirky personality. Maybe she was just playing a joke on us when she said she didn't understand writing."
Yin'er stared silently, recalling what Jiang Ranli had said in his mind.
The Fourteenth Prince sat aside feeling a little nervous. The Tenth Prince didn't know the inside story, but he knew that Jiang Ranli was not some runaway from Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas. She was the Ninth Concubine who was known as an ugly woman by the world.
Ninth brother seems to have become a little suspicious of Li'er. What should we do now?
The Fourteenth Prince was restless. In fact, he knew that if Yinzhen knew that Jiang Ranli was his concubine, he would be very happy. But for some reason, he didn't want his ninth brother to know so soon and didn't want Jiang Ranli's identity to be exposed.
"Brother Jiu, are you doubting Li'er about something? Look at her heartless appearance, she is definitely not a bad person. As for the fact that she can recite many historical allusions, that, that is what I told her on a daily basis."
The Fourteenth Prince spoke up and took all the responsibility on himself.