Shi Mingyue was stunned. This was the emperor's voice. She turned around in surprise and saw the emperor looking at her with questioning eyes.
"...I, I'm burning paper." After answering stiffly, Shi Mingyue didn't dare to look at the emperor again.
The emperor leaned over and took the paper with the mantra from her hand. He glanced at it and said, "Did you copy the scripture for the empress dowager? You are a good child."
Shi Mingyue: "..." The emperor misunderstood, but she couldn't correct him.
The emperor returned the scripture to her and said, "You have a heart."
Shi Mingyue lowered her head in embarrassment and burned the scroll. Fortunately, the emperor ignored her and returned to Changle Palace. She hurried back to the palace, where she immediately copied ten more scrolls of scripture and burned them all for the empress dowager. It was not her intention to lie today, and she hoped the empress dowager's spirit would not take offense.
A few days later, someone came to the palace again. It was Concubine Cen who summoned her into the palace and said that she had invited the wife of the Left Prime Minister to lecture on the rules and training for women for three days.
Although Shi Mingyue didn't want to participate, she had to go.
The next day, at Lihua Palace, Shi Mingyue discovered that she and Huo Qiurong were the only students attending a lecture. The lecturer was the Left Prime Minister's wife, Madam Mo, a renowned talent in her youth and a renowned figure in the capital.
Her lectures were even more boring than those of the most rigid old teacher, making them sleepy. Both Shi Mingyue and Huo Qiurong found it quite painful to listen to them.
Finally, at sunset, the first day of classes ended. Shi Mingyue was about to return home, but Concubine Cen stopped her and said, "Qiu Rong is staying in the palace tonight. Why don't you stay too? It would save you the trouble of going back and forth."
Since Concubine Cen said so, Shi Mingyue had to give her face, so she had to stay.
Dinner soon began. Concubine Cen and Huo Qiurong chatted with laughter, Shi Mingyue occasionally interjecting. She felt a little bored and uncomfortable, looking at the table. The palace dishes were plentiful, the plating exquisite and sophisticated. When the dishes were almost halfway served, a palace servant suddenly called out from the door: "Your Majesty has arrived!"
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