Xiao Li was happy for half a minute when he returned home.
Look at the scripture in front of you, and then look at the person standing in front of you with his head bowed.
She nodded helplessly, "Master Zhangxiang, instead of investigating the case, is coming here to supervise this princess's writing? Isn't that a bit of a waste of talent?"
Lou Yan, standing opposite, was meticulous and rigorous in his official duties: "The Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice will oversee the investigation. I am here to supervise the princess copying the scriptures."
As he said this, he asked someone to bring a table, spread out the papers, and open the scriptures.
"Princess, please."
Xiao Li: “…”
Judging from the situation, she has to copy this scripture, right?
"My royal brother only told me to copy it, but he didn't say when I would finish copying it. There's no need to rush."
Lou Yan: "His Majesty has ordered that the princess may not eat, sleep, or delay until she has finished copying."
Xiao Li was silent for a moment, and finally picked up the pen. She didn't want to copy, but now she had to.
The emperor tasted the sweetness of her repeated trouble-making, so he treated her with leniency, but he was the emperor. He could indulge you in making trouble for others, but you could not challenge his majesty.
This book needs to be copied.
"I'm copying books here and can't leave. Please help me find someone, Master Zhangxiang."
Lou Yan didn't say anything. Xiao Li looked up at him and said, "Why, I can't order you around anymore?"
Xiao Li was sitting, and Lou Yan had stood up straight, looking down at her. His narrow black eyes were deep and calm, but beneath that calmness it seemed as if a beast that could devour people was sealed, dangerous and terrifying, ready to break free from its shackles at any time.
He lowered his eyes and avoided her gaze.
"Who does the princess want to investigate?"
"Feng Yu's husband, his name is He or something, check carefully."
She was just a princess, but she was not at all polite when using the emperor's people.
Lou Yan walked to the door and gave a few instructions. Someone left immediately, obviously to do something. He turned around and continued to stand aside, watching Xiao Li copying the book.
Xiao Li: I have accepted my fate.
However, Xiao Li still overestimated himself. He thought it was just copying a book, what was so difficult about it?
The first time I had no problem at all, the third and fourth times were also okay, after the fifth time I was able to recite the scriptures without reading them, and after the tenth time I could recite them backwards, but my hands started to feel sore.
I endured the discomfort and continued copying. The more I copied, the more uncomfortable it became. After fifteen times, my hands began to shake.
"Snap!" She threw the pen away and held her extremely sore wrist.
It was only fifteen times, but she wanted to copy it two hundred times! ! !
She was about to leave, why did he say something unnecessary?
My hands are shaking after just fifteen times. If I do it two hundred times, won’t my hands be broken?
However, Xiao Li was not the kind of person who lacked perseverance. He rubbed his wrist, drank a sip of tea, picked up the pen again and continued copying.
I endured the discomfort and copied it five more times. When I looked up again, it was already dark.
She suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye, standing there motionless, his posture straight as a sword, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring at her intently.
There were several lights on in the room, making it bright, but although he was clearly in a place where the light could reach, he felt that the light could not fall on him.
The extremely thick darkness swallowed up the light as well.
Xiao Li liked Feng Yin's appearance very much, and also liked his delicate and noble temperament, which was pleasing to the eye.
But that's like meeting a cute dog or a simple schoolmate, and you like it and just tease it.
But Lou Yan is different. There is no sunshine on him, only lingering darkness and gloom.
He was a prisoner struggling in darkness and despair. He refused to accept his fate, but was unable to break free.
Looking at him is like looking at myself.
I am attracted to the aura of my own kind, but I also hate that I am the same kind of person.
"Please let me in. The princess needs to take her medicine. She's not in good health and can't stop taking it."
Hongyue's voice came from outside. Xiao Li raised his eyebrows slightly. Soon a eunuch came in to ask Lou Yan. After getting Lou Yan's nod, he went out to let Hongyue in.
"Princess."
Hongyue came in with a plate and looked at Xiao Li worriedly.
Putting the tray on the table, he said, "Princess, eat something before taking the medicine. Taking medicine alone will upset your stomach."
Hongyue knew that the princess was punished and could not eat, so she brought snacks and bird's nest soup. This is not considered a full meal, but it can at least fill her stomach, right?
Xiao Li was indeed hungry, but she would not be hard on herself. She would eat first. She had already copied the book anyway, and the emperor would not mind her eating something.
If he really wants to make a fuss, then let him make a fuss.
My stomach was only half full, and after drinking a bowl of bitter medicine, I felt better and was completely full.
Hongyue put the things away and handed them over, then came back and knelt in front of the table: "Princess, I will grind it for you."
After she ground the ink, Xiao Li sat back and continued copying the book.
Lou Yan didn't say a word from beginning to end, as if he had merged with the pillar behind him.
Xiao Li's hand was painful, but it was also magical. The more it hurt, the more he wrote, and gradually he got used to it.
While I was writing, another three hours had passed and it was already midnight.
Hongyue, who was guarding nearby, was obviously listless. Looking at Lou Yan next to him, his posture had not changed.
Xiao Li was in high spirits. For her, staying up late was not a difficult thing.
"Are you determined to wait until I finish copying?"
His cool eyes fell on her: "Yes."
Xiao Li glanced at the stool next to him: "You can sit down."
Lou Yan was unmoved: "The servant will just stand there, the princess does not need to worry."
Xiao Li could feel that he seemed to be confronting him, but it seemed not to be.
Maybe she was wrong, and she was not in a very good state at the moment, so she didn't say anything more.
In the second half of the night, Hongyue dozed off and bumped into the table with a loud bang.
"Princess, please forgive me. I was wrong."
Xiao Li raised his hand and stretched his arms: "Put these aside, and then go down."
Hongyue said anxiously: "This servant has woken up and can continue to accompany the princess."
Xiao Li stood up: "Then go get a pot of tea."
Xiao Li stopped writing and sat on the chair next to him. Hongyue brought a pot of tea, and Xiao Li waved his hand to ask her to get some snacks.
Xiao Li poured another cup of tea and placed it beside him: "Do you want me to treat you?"
Two breaths later, Lou Yan came over and picked up the teacup: "Thank you, Princess, for the tea."
Xiao Li picked up the tea and wanted to drink it, but it was a little hot. He was about to put it back, but his hand jerked and the teacup fell, spilling tea all over him.
"Princess!"
Before Xiao Li could react, Lou Yan had already strode up to her, knelt on one knee, and lifted up her sleeve.
"Is the princess burned?"
He seemed to be moving very fast, but his tone was calm and he didn't seem excited at all.
Xiao Li stared at his stern face, and suddenly wanted to see what he looked like with other expressions.
"Just my clothes got wet, that's all."
She lowered her eyes, looking a little tired. She gently pointed to her head with her left hand and stretched out her aching right hand: "Master Zhangxiang, my hand hurts so much."
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