Chapter 19 It's really weird
"Have you personally checked the maids sent by the inner court to serve Yang Shangyi?"
Chang Ying was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. They are all palace maids over 25 years old with steady temperaments. I have carefully checked the household registration of three generations, and all of them have clean backgrounds, and there is absolutely no mistake!"
The emperor rubbed his brows and waved him away.
Over the years, he had kept the crown prince under strict discipline, and even after he moved to the Eastern Palace, he was not allowed to have any palace maids serve him closely.
Now that there was a new master in the palace, he had to recruit more palace maids, so he specifically ordered that only older and plain-looking women be selected.
The lesson of the past was right before his eyes, and he would never allow himself and his son to follow in the footsteps of the previous emperor.
After this incident, the indescribable restlessness in my heart finally subsided.
Thinking of Yang, his brows slightly frowned, and his expression changed.
Outside the South Study, the young eunuchs had already heard the sounds of slapping and falling coming from inside, and could not help but look at each other in confusion.
When Chang Ying limped out, everyone hurriedly lowered their heads and eyes, not daring to even breathe, for fear of bringing bad luck to this "Chang Daban".
Chang Ying didn't feel wronged, but his knee hurt so much from the fall that he grimaced in pain.
He had been doing well in recent years, and when he learned that the emperor had made an exception and favored a palace maid half a year ago, he mistakenly believed that His Majesty had let go of his grudge.
Looking back at the brightly lit southern study, he sighed inwardly. When the crown prince was still in the Palace of Heavenly Purity, the emperor at least had some humanity. But now he is completely alone.
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The sky was still dark, the night was as dark as ink, and the north wind whistled past with a chill.
In the haze, Yang Manyan always felt as if there were burning gazes falling on him.
She slowly opened her moist eyes and met the prince's affectionate gaze.
"Your Highness, what time is it?" She rubbed her eyes, her voice soft and hoarse from waking up in the morning.
Xiao Yan's heart softened, and he reached out to stroke her soft long hair: "It's the morning hour, I should go to morning class."
Since he was young, he has followed his father's example of working hard day and night, and has never slacked off in his studies except for the first two days of his wedding.
Yang Manyan was still feeling sleepy, so she asked casually, "Would you like me to help Your Highness wash up?"
Xiao Yan couldn't help but chuckle. In the early morning, he was hugging the warm and soft jade. Even he was a little distracted: "Sleep a little longer. I am used to doing things by myself, and I don't need others to get close to me."
After saying this, he held her in his arms again, and after a moment he reluctantly stood up.
The elegant sandalwood scent on his body lingered around his nose, and Yang Manyan felt sleepiness coming over him like a tide.
As Xiao Yan looked at her sleeping, his heart beat violently uncontrollably.
When he walked out of the bedroom, the officials of the Eastern Palace had already lined up waiting for him.
Xu Chengzong, the study companion, was also among them. He keenly caught the faint sweet fragrance from the prince, and his heart sank suddenly.
Even if he didn't want to believe it, he had to admit at this moment that the prince and Yang might have had physical contact.
She was just a poor girl who relied on her beauty to climb up the social ladder, and he didn't know what on earth he was expecting... Xu Chengzong gritted his teeth, bitterness and resentment surging in his chest.
The autumn was bleak, and flocks of geese flew across the blue sky. The group walked through Huiyin Gate and entered Wenhua Hall.
The prince was taught by Hanlin scholars and capable officials from various ministries, because he had already mastered the Four Books and Five Classics, and now specialized in practical matters of state governance such as law, agricultural policy, and water conservancy.
After the morning class, Xu Chengzong suddenly remembered his father's instructions and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, do you still remember my sister Miaohua?"
Xiao Qi didn't stop turning the pages of the book, but nodded calmly. His every move revealed his innate dignity and aloofness.
"Yang Shangyi and my sister used to be good friends. She wants to ask for Your Highness' grace. Can you let her come to the East Palace more often to accompany Yang Shangyi?"
Xu Miaohua has always looked down on the Yang family, and the so-called "friendship" is just an excuse.
Xiao Qi paused as he turned the pages of the book: "I'll go back and ask Madam..."
He almost blurted out the words "Crown Princess", but then he changed his words and said, "I will ask Yang Shangyi. If she is willing, I will summon her."
Xu Chengzong couldn't guess whether he understood the hint, and felt mixed emotions.
In the East Palace bedroom, when Yang Manyan woke up again, the bed beside him was already cold.
She sat on the couch with her knees hugged, thinking back to the past few days, and still felt as if she were in a dream.
Just then, Xingyun came hurriedly, and her words frightened her as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
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