Their eyes met, and she quickly stood up, saying embarrassedly, "Brother, I fell asleep without realizing it."
Zhao Yi affectionately patted her head. "Since Grandmother passed away, you've been in the palace for two months now. I'm afraid you'll miss your family." He paused, then continued, "Although I'm your closest relative, sometimes the debt of raising someone is greater than the debt of giving birth. I'll give you half a month's leave. Go back to the Zhao residence for a while!"
Zhao Zhi was overjoyed.
Zhao Yi solemnly advised Zhao Zhi, "From now on, no matter how joyful things are, try not to show too much joy on your face so that others can easily notice it. Similarly, even if you are heartbroken, try to hide your sadness so that others can not easily see through it."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhi couldn't help but sigh, "Isn't that making life too tiring?"
Zhao Yi smiled and explained, “‘What superiors like, subordinates will follow.’ This is an unchanging truth. Once you let others know what you love, they will cater to your preferences in order to please you. Conversely, if they know what you dislike, they will deliberately avoid it, or even wipe those things you hate from your sight.”
He further illustrated this point by saying, “Just like when handling a case, if your relatives and friends are involved, those responsible for following up on the case may bias the fair judgment of the case based on your personal feelings and your relationship with the people involved.”
Zhao Zhi sighed, "Brother, these past few days, all you've taught me are the arts of emperors. So has the tutor. Even if I go to Chaoyang County, it will be enough."
Zhao Yi looked at her meaningfully and said, "Zhizhi, don't just look at the present; you have to have a long-term vision. Alright, it's too late today, you should go back and rest."
The next morning, Zhao Yi, worried about Zhao Zhi's safety, specially sent four experienced guards to escort her home.
As dawn broke and the surroundings were still shrouded in a hazy morning mist, Zhao Zhi's carriage slowly made its way along the quiet official road.
Suddenly, the sound of rapid hoofbeats broke the morning's tranquility.
Immediately afterwards, several men in black descended from the sky like ghosts.
The guards immediately became alert, drew their longswords, and stood guard in front of Zhao Zhi's carriage.
Zhao Zhi thought to herself, "This is bad," and held several silver needles in each of her hands.
Without wasting words, the man in black launched an attack.
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