Chapter 361 Yixiu 39
"Good word."
Yinzhen stood a little further away and before he could see clearly what was written, he judged Yixiu's aura and immediately said "good".
When he got closer and saw what the words were, he couldn't help but like them even more. He stopped Yixiu from bowing and stood behind her to take a closer look at the four words. The more he looked at them, the clearer his mind became. They also hinted at his current state of mind, so he immediately took them.
"Master, although these clumsy pieces of calligraphy are not worth much, they are still the result of my painstaking efforts, stroke by stroke. Since I began practicing calligraphy at the age of seven, today's is the most fluent piece I've ever written. It's nice to see it, so please leave me a piece that you like for your own collection."
After hearing this, Yinzhen put the paper away, squinted his eyes at her and said with a smile, "You said this is the best painting you've ever made. I'd be a fool if I didn't want such a good one."
Seeing that she was still unwilling to give in, he said with a righteous attitude: "I have given you so many good things from you without saying a word. I have only asked you for three paintings and calligraphy. Why are you not happy with this?"
"Well, Master, you are right. Please take a look and see if there is anything else that catches your eye. I will definitely offer it to you with both hands."
The two chatted as they walked to the next room, which was turned into a small tea room by Yixiu. There were bookshelves on three sides of the room, and only a low couch was set up on the window side. There was also a set of strange-shaped seats, all filled with rice husks and goose down. Although you won't fall when sitting on them, they are too soft. Yinzhen, who was used to sitting on hard chairs with a few layers of mattresses on top, was a little uncomfortable at first, but now it's okay.
The two of them went in one after the other. When Yixiu saw Yinzhen sitting on the low couch, she knew that he might have something serious to say today. When Jianqiu brought tea and snacks, she first persuaded Yinzhen, who had forgotten everything in his busy life, to drink some tea to moisten his throat, and then eat some sweet cakes to fill his stomach.
After the hot tea and sweet cakes had settled into her stomach, she slowly raised her head and fiddled with the flowers that had just been changed in the window basket.
Yinzhen followed her movements and looked over. The bright and beautiful flowers made his already good mood even brighter. After what had just happened, Yinzhen had calmed down. The joy that he had been eager to share was still there, and his mind had returned to normal.
"Old Eight came to see me today. This is the first time I've heard him say these words. No wonder so many people like him."
Yinzhen spoke calmly, the beads in his hand clashing slowly and softly. "But I didn't want anything anyway. His trip was in vain."
"How could that be? The Eighth Prince has come here now, which at least shows his affection. It's snowing hard today, so it's time to keep the guests."
Yixiu also took a piece of cake and said something meaningful, then took a small piece and chewed it slowly.
"Humph, he always does these things for people to see." Yinzhen chuckled, but there was no malice in his tone, just a habitual sarcasm. He glanced at her with a smile and said, "You are becoming more and more mean-spirited now, finding ways to say that I am cold-hearted and have no manners."
"Master, please don't slander me with empty words. I even praised you to the Eighth Lady at the banquet for being cold on the outside but warm on the inside."
Her words made Yinzhen burst into laughter: "Yixiu really understands me!"
Of course, no one knew about the clever conversation between the two of them in the room, but even if Su Peisheng was present, he would probably be confused.
But Yinzhen felt even happier. Many of his ideas and plans would never be shown to others, and he was used to restraining his emotions and never revealing them to others.
But people will yearn for understanding, especially when they achieve a little success and make the right decision, this desire will become stronger.
In the past, such a candidate was Rouze, but at that time they were both still immature. As the people and things he faced every day became more and more complicated, and Yinzhen, who was growing rapidly every day, turned around and faced Rouze, who was trapped in the inner house and busy with housekeeping, the communication between the two was indeed not as smooth as before.
This was mainly because he spoke more and more obscurely. As a concubine, Rouze had to deal with external affairs, but she was mainly engaged in diplomacy in the female circle. She had a general understanding of the court's movements and could even analyze a few things. However, she lacked advantages in a deeper and broader overall view and political sensitivity.
These are exactly what Yixiu possessed, and she even did it in a more subtle way. Many times, her reminders to Yinzhen were like a snake in the grass, such as the painting "Deep Love for Her Child".
The so-called perfect telepathy was nothing more than a "coincidence" that best suited his wishes, created through various calculations based on the memories of his previous life and that little bit of historical reserves.
Yixiu was with him today and saw that Yinzhen had drunk two extra glasses, a rare occasion. The alcohol content was not high, and the extra glasses did not make him drunk, but only aroused his interest.
"Let's go for a walk in the snow."
After eating and drinking, Yinzhen suddenly spoke, his eyes looking at the heavy snow outside.
Yixiu did not stop him, but was quite interested: "Okay!"
Then he ordered a fox fur cloak and a bell to be brought, and the two of them, bundled up tightly, ran out into the snow, which was already above their ankles.
Yinzhen stepped slowly on it, making a creaking sound. Along with his slow breathing, a light white mist swirled upwards and gradually dissipated.
Yixiu held her bell and walked even slower, but she walked very attentively, following Yinzhen, and unknowingly followed him into the house again.
She looked up in surprise, only to see Yinzhen smiling and pointing outside. If you didn't look closely at the trail of footprints, you would think only one person had walked by.
"You're so lazy, following behind me and using me as a shield against the wind and snow, saving you energy."
"Oh, if I don't follow you, who else can I follow? It's snowing so hard outside, and there are only two of us. If I don't follow you, I'm afraid I won't be able to move forward."
Yinzhen narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Slippery tongue."
After a while, the snow fell even harder, gradually erasing all traces of the outside.
After seeing Yinzhen off in the morning, Yixiu felt pain in her eyes when she saw the vast expanse of white outside. She quickly closed the door and curled up on the warm kang, refusing to even take her hands out of the blanket.
Xiuxia came in from outside, feeling so warm that her entire body felt itchy. The rich, warm fragrance gradually washed away the coldness in her body before she walked over to Yixiu's side.
Glancing at Yixiu, who was lying on the kang soundly asleep, she wondered whether she should speak. Before she could look at Jianqiu, she heard a lazy voice beside her ear:
"What's the matter? Tell me."
"Concubine, Concubine Nian was released today. It was the order of Concubine."
"It's really hard for her. She has endured until now for the sake of the prince."
Yixiu nodded casually, turned her face inward, and fell asleep.
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