Chapter 120 Long Smoke

"Then you can stay at Hongwenguan this afternoon. I will go and ask the master."

In the evening, exhausted Bei Jingchu and Lei Nian'er were carried to the princess' palace.

"Cousin, Master said that you don't have to go."

Bei Hua was a little grateful: "Is it because the princess begged for me?"

"No, the master said that there is not much difference between my cousin learning and not learning. It doesn't matter whether she goes or not."

Bei Hua:......

During the class the next day, Lei Nian'er was not allowed to read the storybook anymore.

The gentleman's eyes and eyebrows were moving as he spoke.

"Miss Lei, why don't you go to the central hall to rehearse first?"

"After all, His Highness learns to read very quickly, and he will catch up with you in no time."

"The sooner you start learning, the later His Highness will overtake you."

Lei Nian'er silently packed up the bookcase, put it on her back and walked towards the main hall.

A'niang had told her before not to stand out and not to show that she had learned better than the princess.

Now she just wanted to ask, who gave her and A Niang the confidence.

Can you really surpass a monster like His Highness just because you want to?

She is under a lot of pressure!

......

Bei Jingchu didn't expect that she would get into trouble just after she took the little palace maid in.

Although Haoyue is good at socializing, he is not very good at work.

Fortunately, her personal maids only had to do light work.

In this way, she accidentally broke the porcelain vase with lotus leaves that the emperor gave to Bei Jingchu.

Looking at the debris on the ground, Bei Jingchu knew that she was finished.

Haoyue knelt down in fear and anxiety, and she knelt so quickly that she didn't notice a piece of porcelain right under her knees.

She knelt down, and a red spot appeared on her skirt at her knees.

But she didn't care at all: "I deserve to die! Please spare my life, Your Highness!"

Doesn’t it hurt?

Either he doesn't care, or he doesn't dare to care.

He will definitely be punished. She heard from Eunuch Jiang that the last time Aye was in a bad mood, a little eunuch broke a cup in front of him.

He was dragged out and beaten with a stick.

After that, she never saw the little eunuch again.

If Aye knew about this, would she ever be able to see Haoyue again?

It was not difficult to make this decision. Bei Jingchu said, "Haoyue, you get up first."

"Remember, I broke this thing by accident. It has nothing to do with you."

"You were injured while helping me clean up."

Haoyue stared at her blankly.

[If I break something, Aye won't even blink, but she can't. I'll take the blame.]

[The tribute is precious, and it’s all my pocket money. I feel bad when it’s broken.]

[But, she is a human being after all...]

Is she a person?

Haoyue still remembers that after entering the palace, the first thing Aunt Jiaoyin said was that from the day they entered the palace, they were no longer considered individuals.

It is the master's tool and object.

There is only a difference between good and bad use.

Those that are useful are kept, and those that are not useful are put aside or destroyed.

So she has been looking for her own value and what use she can be to her master.

She can't cook or make clothes.

It's not very good to do a lot.

The teachers at Liu Shang Bureau all thought she was not talented enough and did not want to accept her.

Fortunately, she is sweet-mouthed and likable, and her life is pretty good.

But Haoyue knew that servants were servants and were not considered human beings.

Her life is nothing compared to those valuable objects.

But today, she heard a voice saying: She is a human being after all...

This was the little princess' voice, she didn't open her mouth to speak.

Haoyue clearly saw that she didn't say anything.

But she didn't have time to think about what was going on, as the surging emotions had completely enveloped her.

His Highness was still asking, "Why are you crying?"

"It's nothing, it's not a big deal, go back and rest first, I'll ask the doctor to see you."

Bei Jingchu pulled her. If she wasn’t too short, she could have lifted Haoyue up directly.

But I was too short to lift it.

Aye’s reputation as a tyrant is indeed terrifying. Look at how scared the child is.

Things went as Bei Jingchu had planned, but she forgot one person.

His presence was so low that Bei Jingchu didn't even think about him for a long time.

Yan Zhong.

After listening to his report, Bei Heng pinched his brows.

It must be said that this child is indeed kind-hearted.

He had never taught her to be kind to others, but she had learned to be kind on her own.

If she was willing to be a princess who had enough food all day and only cared about wealth.

Behen would be happy if his children were good-natured.

However, he had read Chu'er's ambition from her inner voice.

If she really has ideas about the position she sits in, then Renshan is not a good thing for her.

A woman being a ruler has never happened since the beginning of the history of emperors.

In the previous dynasty, there was a baby girl whose mother pretended to be a prince and succeeded to the throne.

But he was killed a year later and was called "Emperor Shang", and has not been recognized by historical books to this day.

Every reform of an institution results in the death of millions.

The obstacles she faced were too great.

For her, kindness and ambition cannot coexist.

What's more, the child is gifted and has magical powers. It would be a waste for her to be an idle princess.

Bei Heng pushed Yan Zhong away and pressed his temples with his hands, feeling a little headache.

Forget it, she is still young, only two years old.

Can still teach well.

At this time, Bei Jingchu didn't know that her father was worried about her.

She was figuring out how to fix a chair, and was communicating with Chang Yan while holding a drawing she had made.

"I know that's not how it's drawn on paper, but I can't draw it."

"It has four legs and is used for people to sit on. Do you understand?"

"The legs of this chair are just... just a little shorter than my calves."

Changyan nodded: "That's quite short."

Bei Jingchu didn't hear clearly: "? What did you just say?"

"Nothing, Your Highness, you heard it wrong."

Changyan took the drawings drawn by Bei Jingchu to the Shanggong Bureau to get the materials.

After entering the Shanggong Bureau and passing by the servants' room where she used to live, Changyan heard a noise.

And the protagonist being discussed is exactly her.

"I really don't know what the princess was thinking. All of us are better than the girl, but the princess chose her."

"Hmph! Are you going to die? You dare to even talk about the princess?"

"If anything, I can only say that she got lucky. I can't say that the princess made a mistake."

"Besides, she is no longer called Big Girl. When we see her, we have to call her Miss Changyan."

Another person said: "I really don't know what kind of shit luck I have."

"We make hairpins and carve jade pendants, which is much better than her."

"She would spend her days beating on her wood, while her masters wore gold, silver, jade, and gold-embellished clothes."

"Even if you wear wood, it's usually made of rosewood or huanghuali."

"Who would care about those broken pieces of wood?"

"I heard from my aunt that she even asked if I could teach her how to forge iron."

"If she wanted to learn how to refine gold and silver, I could understand that, but which master would wear iron?"

"She is simply a weirdo. I don't know how she caught the eye of the eldest princess and was directly promoted to be a personal maid in the Xuanshi Palace."