Yi Chenli listened attentively, and when An Yuan'er occasionally said something wrong, he would help her correct it.
On the surface, it was An Yuan'er teaching Yi Chenli, but in reality, it was Yi Chenli helping An Yuan'er fill in the gaps in her knowledge and helping her to sort out the difficult parts.
After finishing the lesson, Yi Chenli asked casually, "Roundball, what fun things are there in the classroom?"
An Yuan'er thought for a moment: "The day before yesterday I helped Xiao Hua build a doghouse, yesterday I gave directions to the ants, and today I went to watch the kittens give birth. The kittens are amazing, they gave birth to three at once: one black, one white, and one black and white striped. All three are super cute. Let's go see them together sometime!"
As clever as Yi Chenli was, he immediately guessed it.
Although An Yuan'er never showed any sadness and was always happy, all the fun things she talked about were related to small animals. Yi Chenli guessed that she was being isolated.
And it's because of him.
He patted An Yuan'er's little head reassuringly: "Round and chubby, you don't have to be so sensible. You can tell me if you're unhappy or sad."
An Yuan'er shook her head: "Yi Chenli, I'm not sad, really."
Yi Chenli sighed softly, "It won't be like this for long."
"Yi Chenli, what are you saying? I don't understand."
Yi Chenli didn't explain further, only saying, "You'll find out soon enough."
An Yuan'er didn't think so much about it and assumed that Yi Lichen was upset because she couldn't go to school.
"Yi Lichen, I've realized that we were destined to be good friends in our past lives."
Yi Chenli chuckled: "Who told you there's such a thing as a past life? What nonsense are you talking about?"
An Yuan'er winked playfully: "Bai Juyi said it."
Yi Chenli: "???"
An Yuan'er smiled and said, "Because Bai Juyi wrote our names in a poem, isn't that fate?"
An Yuan'er recited: "The grass on the plain grows lush and green, withers and flourishes year after year, but wildfires cannot burn it all, and the spring breeze brings it back to life."
"Yi Chenli, we are like wild grass that cannot be burned out by wildfire, we will not be defeated. So please don't be discouraged because you can't go to school, this is only temporary."
After beating around the bush for so long, An Yuan'er was actually trying to encourage Yi Chenli.
The silly girl always thought that Yi Chenli had not yet recovered from the blow he suffered that day.
She was still clumsy, but in her own way, she protected his sensitive heart.
Yi Chenli took out a pen and ink and began to write on the paper.
The grass on the plain grows lush and green.
His handwriting remains as elegant and graceful as ever.
"Why are you writing this down?" An Yuan'er asked curiously.
"I must hang Teacher Yuan's teachings in my room and look at them every day."
"Yi Chenli, are you making fun of me?"
"Teacher Yuan, I dare not."
"You're clearly making fun of me." An Yuan'er blushed.
...
For a long, long time afterward, this calligraphy remained hanging in Yi Chenli's room.
Later, someone asked the tyrant, "Why would you hang such a seemingly ordinary poem in your room?"
The tyrant's expression softened as he said gently, "This is my wife's favorite poem. It contains both of our names, symbolizing our love, which spreads like wildfire and will never cease."
*
Before winter arrived, the usually quiet Chenyang Palace was filled with the sharp cries of eunuchs.
"Sixth Prince, His Majesty summons you to the Imperial Study."
The eunuch, who had always been sharp-tongued, became unusually ingratiating.
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