Looking at the contents of the paper, Yu Xi's brows twitched again and again. She never expected that the little emperor, who was only four years old, would have such dirty thoughts about the prince, and even "befriended him every day". What could a little baby understand?
"This poem?" Should I return it or burn it? Yu Xi asked Xiao Moyan for his opinion.
Xiao Moyan's eyes flickered slightly, as if he didn't understand what Yu Xi meant. He just said slowly, "Well, this poem is very well written. It seems that the hard work and study in the past two years have not been in vain."
Xiao Moyan had no idea that this poem was not written by Ji Xingzhi herself at all, and she even forgot who the original author was. It was just that this poem suddenly popped up in her mind, and she felt that this poem fits her current situation, so she wrote it down from memory.
Hearing this, Yu Xi was slightly stunned and kept silent. He didn't say anything more. The prince was such a smart man, it was impossible that he didn't know what he was asking.
Yu Xi couldn't guess what Xiao Moyan was thinking, so she was too lazy to guess.
Yu Xi knew that no one in this world truly understood Xiao Moyan's thoughts, not even Xiao Qingyan, who grew up with him.
"Put it back." After thinking for a moment, Xiao Moyan handed the rice paper to Yu Xi.
"Yes." After Yu Xi took it, he disappeared like a gust of wind.
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Three years later.
Time passes quickly for most people, but for Ji Xingzhi it feels like a year.
It was so boring living in the inner court of the palace. At first, she could still watch some books to kill time, but in the past few years, she had seen them all. Now, apart from occasionally going to Fengling Palace to listen to Ji Ruhua playing the zither, or going to the side hall to watch Yuan Qin practicing sword, it was really boring. But if she left the palace... she was afraid that she would not be able to resist running to see Xiao Moyan. She had said that she would definitely not see Xiao Moyan before the trial competition...
"Oh...oh..." Ji Xingzhi lay on the table, letting out a long sigh from time to time.
Seeing Ji Xingzhi so upset, the eunuch seemed to remember something and said to her, "Your Majesty, today is July 20th, the matchmaking festival of Lizhou State. It's very lively outside the palace. Why don't you go out and take a look?"
When Ji Xingzhi heard this, her eyes lit up and she asked with shining eyes, "Blind Date Festival?"
Wouldn’t that mean there are a lot of handsome men and beautiful women?
"It's a day when unmarried men and women can go on blind dates on their own without worrying about their families. This festival is celebrated in the entire Dixi Continent and in our Lizhou country." The eunuch explained.
Ji Xingzhi nodded in understanding, feeling that the culture of Lizhou was quite open-minded. In this world where men were superior to women and marriages were decided by parents and matchmakers, it was really rare to have a festival that disregarded traditional rules.
However, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but wonder: "If they're not a good match, can they be together smoothly?"
The eunuch shook his head and said, "Indeed, they can't. So even if it's considered a voluntary blind date, people will first check the other person's background and make a conclusion after they have done so."
Hearing this, Ji Xingzhi frowned: "That's not just a blind date."
This was obviously premeditated, but everyone just knew it.
The eunuch paused and said, "Of course it's not simple for the rich and powerful, but for ordinary people it's just a pure matchmaking festival. Why should the emperor see it so clearly? Just treat it as a fun thing, just a stroll."
Ji Xingzhi felt that what the eunuch said made some sense. Why should we see things so clearly? Seeing things too clearly would only make us unhappy.
Therefore, people often say that fools have good luck.
Smart people laugh at fools, but they don’t know that fools are also laughing at smart people.
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