15. Cape
Yun Zhihe only went out to settle Eunuch Li who came with His Majesty. As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he saw Father Wang holding Xuanyuan Ying's hand and chatting happily.
The middle-aged man was like a teenager at this moment, his eyes sparkling, just begging him to tell him what was right and wrong.
"Hey, you've been with Zhihe for so long, what do you think of this child?"
“Ahem…”
Yun Zhihe paused, put his fist to his lips, and coughed a few times deliberately to get Father Wang to stop.
"……very good."
Xuanyuan Ying raised his eyes to look at her, glanced at her, and answered softly.
Father Wang seemed to have completely ignored her cough. He only greeted her and went back to his job of pulling the red string. "Zhihe, this Master Xuan is praising you to me."
Yun Zhihe's expression was a little embarrassed. She just lowered her eyes to look at Xuanyuan Ying who was still drinking tea. Seeing him slowly glance away from her, she knew that he had thrown the burden to her.
She just put on a smile to deal with Wang Dad, "Father, you go and do your work. I will entertain this young master."
He seemed a little reluctant, but he still quietly touched Yun Zhihe and whispered in her ear, "Young Master Xuan'er is handsome and has a good temper. You should seize the opportunity."
Yun Zhihe choked and forced a smile to let him go out.
What kind of person is the emperor? How could she grasp it?
Fortunately, his words just now did not offend Xuanyuan Ying. It seems that Xuanyuan Ying is in a good mood now.
His eyes were smiling, and his fingertips stroked the teacup, "Your father has a very...lively personality."
She knew it was a teasing and sighed softly, "It would be better if you don't offend Your Majesty."
Xuanyuan Ying paused, then stood up gently with an extraordinary demeanor. While she was stunned, he put his fingertips on her lips and moved slightly closer.
"I've already told you, don't address me as Your Majesty."
"...It's a friend."
Yun Zhihe reacted and seemed to want to apologize, but suppressed it. He felt the coldness of the fingertips on his lips in a daze, and his beautiful eyes were a little dull.
She blinked and looked at Xuanyuan Ying in front of her. He had already taken off his veil, and his usually stern face was slightly smiling. The man was much older than her and taller than her. He lowered his head slightly and looked at her.
A circle of fluffy black fur was added to the black crane cloak, covering his neck, making him look even more cold and proud like jade.
Xuanyuan Ying was notorious for his cold body, and the imperial doctors had to serve him very carefully. In autumn and winter, his hands and feet became cold. After leaving the palace, he sent away the eunuch Li who was beside him, and there was no one to serve him. Now there were only the two of them in the room.
The fingertips against her lips were really cold.
Xuanyuan Ying looked at her still dazed expression and retracted his fingers. But for a moment, he still had that arrogant and indifferent look. He lowered his eyes to hide his emotions and turned around to sit down.
"Xuan, Master Xuan."
She called him, Xuanyuan Ying stopped and was about to turn back when he suddenly felt warmth on his shoulder.
Then my whole body warms up.
She threw her cloak over him.
This time it was Xuanyuan Ying's turn to be stunned. He reflexively raised his hand to touch his shoulder, but only felt the soft cloak.
It still carried Yun Zhihe's body temperature and a faint fragrance, lingering on the tip of the nose. It was a little cold in late autumn, but now it was suddenly warm.
Yun Zhihe acted like a considerate attendant, walked up to him, looked up at him, and saw that he was still dazed. He said softly, "Look up."
Xuanyuan Ying looked up obediently. The girl's slender and warm fingertips were working on the belt of his cloak around his neck. She tied it up tightly, and her fingertips occasionally touched his protruding and trembling Adam's apple.
He seemed to be at a loss for words, his eyes were a little evasive, and his fair and cold face was slightly flushed.
He had never been close to a woman.
The late emperor and Xuanyuan Ying disliked each other. She hated the Xuanyuan family, so naturally she hated Xuanyuan Ying as well. After being married for several years, she had never set foot in the Queen's palace, let alone had physical contact.
This wonderful touch spread from his neck to his chest, burning him so much that he trembled a little.
But Yun Zhihe was serious. She was a little shorter than him. From this angle, one could see her eyelashes fluttering and her nose was tall and white. Especially when she raised her eyes, it seemed as if the falling snow was rippling in her eyes.
"alright……"
Xuanyuan Ying regained control of his emotions for a moment, turned his eyes away from her, and his ears turned red.
The sacrifice lasted until very late. Yun Zhihe burned paper money and watched the sparks moving in front of him with the fire.
Her father was a gentle man from a good family, and her personality now was somewhat similar to his.
Her mother was upright and had a stern face every day. This was Yun Zhihe's only remaining memory.
Yun Zhihe wants to be like his mother, pursuing truth and a pure heart in the officialdom.
She bowed and turned to leave.
When she arrived at the entrance of the cemetery, Xuanyuan Ying's carriage was still waiting for her. He had visited the tomb before, gave Yun Zhihe some personal space, and then left. Unexpectedly, she was still waiting for him.
As soon as she entered the carriage, she saw the emperor leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, as if... he was asleep.
He had been with her almost all day today, and perhaps because he felt relaxed, he fell asleep as soon as his nerves relaxed.
Yun Zhihe moved deliberately without making any sound. He reminded the guard driving the horse a few times and then sat on the other side far away from him.
She was a little afraid of offending the emperor.
He was still wearing the cloak she had covered him with, his handsome face buried in the fur, his thin lips slightly pursed, he seemed still a little cold, curled up slightly.
The carriage started to rush towards the palace, and suddenly it was bumpy, and Xuanyuan Ying fell into her arms. Yun Zhihe was startled and was about to help him up, but she never expected that he seemed to have found the source of heat, and his brows relaxed as he lay in her arms.
After thinking it over, she held him carefully, lifted the cloak higher, covered him, and let herself serve as a pillow.
The palace examination is coming soon.
This was the final exam, and the atmosphere in the capital was a bit tense. Before she entered the examination room, the second prince sent someone to deliver some supplements and also wrote her a letter personally.
The handwriting on the letter was free-flowing and flowing, covering a large piece of paper. It was hard to tell that it was written by a man.
The letter was filled with words like "Teach her to do well in the exam", and also vaguely expressed his gratitude for the time she copied "Men's Rules" for him three hundred times, which was a bit awkward.
It’s just that the house arrest hasn’t been lifted yet, so I can’t come in person.
Although Xuanyuan Ying didn't care much about him, he couldn't let him act recklessly. He even fought with the Prime Minister's son in the temple. All the memorials in those days said that he was a bad parent and that the Second Prince had no royal demeanor.
Xuanyuan Ying looked at the memorials, and his expression grew colder the more he read. He simply confined him for a long time and added another five hundred recitations of the "Men's Rules".
I probably won’t be able to go out in the next few days.
But she didn't expect that Wen Yanhe would come on the day of the exam. He looked at her with a smile on his face and said some encouraging words. Then he opened his folding fan, covering the lower half of his face, leaving only a pair of beautiful peach blossom and fox eyes.
This made the ladies who were taking the exam blush.
Yun Zhihe felt something was amiss. She looked at Wen Yanhe in front of her and frowned slightly, "What are you...doing here?"
"Of course I'm here to cheer you up." Young Master Wen rolled his eyes at her, his brows flickering with a hint of charm as he chuckled a few times, "Are you afraid I might have some bad intentions?"
Yun Zhihe nodded without hesitation.
Wen Yanhe paused, shook his folding fan and murmured, "...bad intentions can't reach you."
He was the son of the prime minister, and because of his mother's face, no one drove him out. Yun Zhihe was stunned for a moment as he looked at his receding back, and was then invited to go to the examination room.
Although Xuanyuan Ying personally presided over the exam, he only set the exam questions and did not serve as an invigilator, so the people present were Prime Minister Wen and several other invigilators.
The test questions were sharp, and Yun Zhihe was probably stumped by some of them. He was indeed worthy of being Xuanyuan Ying, the number one young master in the capital before he got married.
In order to calm herself down, she looked up at the candidates around her. They all looked troubled, as if they didn't know how to start.
She inadvertently saw Prime Minister Wen sitting there, and saw a servant coming over and lowering his head to say something in her ear.
Prime Minister Wen's face suddenly turned ugly and he was extremely anxious. He stood up and left in a hurry. After a while, another person came to replace her.
Yun Zhihe just took a quick look and continued answering the questions without taking it to heart.
When it was time to hand in the paper at dusk, Yun Zhihe breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, it's finally over.
Being tense for a whole day always makes people tired.
Although Cui Mingyu looked a little sleepy, his eyes were sparkling. He excitedly made an appointment with a few candidates and was about to go to the brothel. He looked at Yun Zhihe again, but she shook her head and refused him.
Li Miaomiao narrowed her eyes and also refused.
Not long after arriving at the temple, before I had even taken a sip of the hot tea and was about to swallow it, Azhi came hurriedly, her face full of fear and she was shouting.
"Miss, I heard that Master Wen offended His Majesty!"
"Cough cough——" She was choked suddenly, with surprise on her face. She suddenly understood the expression of Prime Minister Wen during the exam.
The Prime Minister's son must have done something to make Prime Minister Wen, who usually hides his joy, show such an expression.
"Ahem, uh...what's going on?"
"No, I don't know... I only heard from the guards and palace maids that the Prime Minister's son offended His Majesty and was detained in the palace."
Thinking of the little fox's cunning expression and mutterings in the morning, Yun Zhihe let out a breath, feeling a little helpless.
...I should have known what kind of character he was.
She asked again.
"Where is Prime Minister Wen?"
Ah Zhi thought for a moment, "Prime Minister Wen...ah, I saw her, she seems to have left the palace."
Azhi was a little confused for a moment. Why could her son, who had offended the emperor, be allowed to leave the palace so safely?
Staying in the palace, there was no punishment, and Prime Minister Wen also left the palace...
It should be... nothing serious, Yun Zhihe paused to think.
Ah Zhi was still a little anxious, "Miss, should we go and save Master Wen? This is such a big disaster. What if His Majesty gets angry?"
"Master Wen and Miss are childhood sweethearts. We can't just stand by and watch them die."
Yun Zhihe figured it out, relaxed, comforted the anxious Azhi, and sighed.
"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it's still uncertain."
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