"If that's the case, then get up." Yinzhen didn't think that Yin Qingyi was lying to him. After all, if it were really a case of a servant bullying his master, Yin would not have kept it a secret.
"This servant thanks Your Highness, and thanks Your Highness." Xiao Jinzi hadn't expected Your Highness to come to his rescue; he had already prepared himself for a beating. Looking at Your Highness smiling at him, Xiao Jinzi knew it was because he was useful; otherwise, Your Highness wouldn't have intervened. Although he knew this, he couldn't deny that he still respected Your Highness in his heart. After all, if it weren't for Your Highness, he might have lost his life today.
Yinzhen and Yin Qingyi entered Luoxue Pavilion, and the meal was quickly prepared. Yin Qingyi sat at the table and ate with Yinzhen as usual. Although the dinner was a bit vegetarian, it was still delicious. At least, it was delicious for Yin Qingyi.
Although Yinzhen remained silent, Su Peisheng was secretly astonished. His master's appetite was truly poor in the summer, and he was worried sick about it every day. Every meal, he wished he could get his master to eat more, but his master would only take a few bites and then lose his appetite. In the summer, his master would become much thinner. But today, after eating with Consort Yin twice, his master had clearly eaten more. Su Peisheng was very pleased and had a better opinion of Consort Yin.
"Can you read?" After finishing his meal, Yinzhen didn't want to go to sleep immediately like he did at noon, so he came prepared this time, bringing some calligraphy practice books. He couldn't bring his official duties here, but he could still practice his calligraphy.
"I don't know it." Yin Qingyi shook her. She really didn't understand ancient characters. Although she was a novelist and had read many ancient books, they were all in simplified characters. She hadn't specifically studied traditional characters to write novels.
"..." Yinzhen was not surprised. If Yin Qingyi said she knew him, he would be even more surprised.
"It's not that he doesn't recognize any of them; he does know one or two characters." Seeing that Yinzhen didn't speak, Yin Qingyi thought that Yinzhen was dissatisfied, so she quickly added.
"Oh? Then come and see which ones you recognize?" Yinzhen was originally thinking about which calligraphy models Yin Qingyi could learn from, but since Yin Qingyi said she recognized some, then let's take a look.
“This, ‘At the beginning of life, people are inherently good.’” Yin Qingyi saw the Three Character Classic at a glance. Isn’t that a coincidence?
"You know the Three Character Classic?" Yinzhen was somewhat surprised.
"When I was little, I would watch my brother study, so I recognize some of the words, but only a few." Yin Qingyi smiled shyly. She wasn't lying; the original owner did often watch her brother study when she was little, but she didn't know if he learned anything from her.
"That's already very good. I have a copy of the Three Character Classic. I'll have Su Peisheng bring it to you tomorrow." Yinzhen nodded in satisfaction and immediately gave Yin Qingyi a copy of the Three Character Classic. This Three Character Classic actually belonged to Honghui, but Honghui had already learned it long ago. Now Honghui had already started learning the Thousand Character Classic, so this Three Character Classic was naturally useless.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Yin Qingyi was very happy. As long as she could recognize all the characters in the Three Character Classic, she would be able to get rid of her semi-literate state.
Seeing Yin Qingyi's expression, Yinzhen knew that her happiness was genuine, and he naturally felt happier as well.
Yinzhen practiced calligraphy, but Yin Qingyi didn't want to do embroidery. It would hurt her eyes to rely on candlelight so late at night, and she didn't want to go blind at such a young age.
So when Yin Qingyi stood idly to the side, Yinzhen couldn't stand it anymore.
"Come here and grind ink for me." Yinzhen thought this woman really had no sense of propriety at all. If it were any other woman, she would have been standing next to him grinding ink long ago, without him having to say anything.
"Yes," Yin Qingyi replied, curtsying.
At first, Yin Qingyi found it quite fun to grind the ink stick. It was a rare sight to see ink being produced from the ink stick. After all, in the 21st century, she would buy ink directly when writing calligraphy. It wasn't that ink sticks didn't exist, but they were expensive, and she couldn't bear to buy them.
But after grinding for more than a quarter of an hour, Yin Qingyi lost interest. Her hands were so sore... She gritted her teeth and ground her hands for another quarter of an hour. Yin Qingyi looked at the Fourth Master, who was focused on practicing calligraphy, with gritted teeth, but she dared not stop unless he told her to.
"Hiss~" Yin Qingyi couldn't help but gasp softly.
"Alright, stop now. Why don't you know to stop on your own?" Yinzhen was very focused when he was writing, so it was normal that he didn't notice Yin Qingyi. If he hadn't had good hearing and heard Yin Qingyi's voice, she probably would have worn her hand out.
"This concubine... ouch, it hurts!" Yin Qingyi said aggrievedly. Just as she was about to say something, Yinzhen grabbed her hand, causing her to wince in pain. Fortunately, Yinzhen was looking at her hand and did not notice her expression.
"Why are you so delicate?" Yinzhen said, his grip lightening somewhat.
"My lord, it hurts," Yin Qingyi said softly and sweetly.
"Have your maid massage it properly when you bathe later, otherwise you might need to be fed tomorrow." Yinzhen carefully examined Yin Qingyi's wrist. There were no red or swollen marks, but the patch of fair skin made him feel a little uncomfortable. However, he knew that it was probably a sprain, otherwise Yin would not have cried out in pain.
"Mmm." Yin Qingyi nodded gently, looking very obedient.
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"Qiuju, be gentle." Yin Qingyi looked at Qiuju, who was massaging her hands, with tears in her eyes.
"Princess, if you don't rub your hand, it will hurt even more tomorrow." Qiuju felt sorry for her, but for the sake of her princess, she had to be ruthless.
So when Yin Qingyi appeared before Yinzhen after washing up, she looked pitiful with slightly red eyes, and with that faint fragrance, Yinzhen's Adam's apple bobbed.
"My lord, I'm scared, please have mercy on me." Yin Qingyi was still a little dazed when she was pulled onto the bed. She hadn't done anything yet, so why was this lord in such a hurry? She could only resist the approaching Yinzhen and speak softly.
"What kind of incense are you burning?" Yinzhen asked softly as he moved closer to Yin Qingyi and sniffed her neck.
"Fragrance? This servant doesn't have the habit of using incense." Yin Qingyi was a little confused. What was going on? Shouldn't he be holding her and doing this and that right now? Why was he asking her if it smelled good?
“…” Yinzhen immediately thought of a possibility: if it wasn’t incense, then it could only be body odor! Upon thinking of this possibility, a dark glint appeared in Yinzhen’s dark eyes.
Yin Qingyi felt a chill as her clothes were stripped off and fell to the ground. The man's burning body heat immediately reached her skin, making her shiver.
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