The next night
Inside the main hall of Anning Palace, palace servants presented Leng Qingning with various exquisite jewelry, clothing, and paintings.
Steward Qiu Shui greeted Leng Qingning with a smile and respectfully said:
"Your Highness, these were all sent by His Majesty. Last night, His Majesty read the poem you wrote and was moved to tears. He also said that your love life has been bumpy and that you have met the wrong person."
"This morning I went to the side hall of Lingxiao Palace to ask His Majesty for a decree to select candidates for you and to arrange your marriage with Young Master Gu. This old servant has brought the marriage certificate; Your Highness only needs to sign it."
"His Majesty also asked this old servant to tell Your Highness that your residence outside the palace has been renovated and is currently being cleaned. You can move in in a few days."
"There is another piece of news: the envoy and young lord from the Kingdom of Lin have already set off and will arrive in Chang Le City soon."
Leng Qingning was stunned by the sudden news.
Why choose any male models?!
"There's no need to select any more men. The Emperor hasn't even entered the household yet, and we're already selecting men for me. That's against the rules!"
Steward Qiu Shui waved his hand:
"Your Highness, it's alright. His Majesty and the Emperor dote on you, and it's not unreasonable for them to make an exception for you. Please rest assured, Your Highness."
Leng Qingning didn't say anything more. She picked up the marriage certificate on the tray, signed it, and pressed her fingerprint on it.
After seeing off Steward Qiu Shui, Leng Qingning returned to her room, washed up, leaned against the headboard, and closed her eyes in deep thought:
Why did the Emperor choose to select male candidates for her after reading the poem?
The meaning of those three poems…
Could it be because on the day she entered the palace, the Emperor asked her about her situation over the years, and she made up a bunch of nonsense, saying that she was a pitiful little girl who had been abandoned by a man, and that the man she liked didn't like her and left without saying goodbye, which made her sad for a long time?
Ugh! That must be the reason!
Master said that the Emperor and Empress knew about the mistake of the twin stars falling into the wrong place, which is why they agreed to let Kong Chen take "that one" away, and waited for them to return to their respective places in 15 years.
Master Kongchen only told the Empress that the child's soul was not their daughter's, and that their real daughter's soul was in another dimension. He said that forcibly keeping both children would cause them to die young.
She told them that only by having Yueguo, the child, enter the Buddhist temple, teach him magic, cultivate with the sun and moon, and eventually comprehend it on his own and gain the ability to travel through space, could she then assist him and allow the two stars to return to their respective places.
As for the other empresses and emperors, they knew nothing about them.
Naturally, they would never know that Leng Qingning's original world was completely different from that of Da Yue.
In the Emperor's view, he only thought that his daughter was heartbroken and that's why she wrote such sad poems. He wanted to do his best to make it up to her, so he created the imperial concubine selection.
Thinking of this, Leng Qingning felt somewhat helpless.
On second thought, she realized that she had been uneasy when she first arrived here. She was deeply moved by how kind the Empress and the Emperor were to her and felt quite content.
Lost in thought, Leng Qingning drifted off to sleep.
…
It's another sunny day, and today is arithmetic class.
Master Han gave everyone three questions, requiring them to complete them within half an hour.
Upon hearing this, Leng Qingning realized that it was equivalent to high school math, or even simpler, just some simple problems like the chicken-and-rabbit problem. As a top student from Tsinghua or Peking University, these problems were a piece of cake for her.
Unsurprisingly, she was the first to hand in her paper.
Master Han looked at the equation analysis on the manuscript paper, his eyes sparkling, and unconsciously rubbed his chubby little hands together.
He had no idea there was such a simple algorithm, and hurriedly grabbed his draft paper and rushed off the stage:
"Young master, could you please teach this old man how you came up with such a simple algorithm for these problems?"
Leng Qingning's brow twitched. What was going on? Wasn't this the correct way to interpret it?
Seeing her hesitation, Master Han quickly took her hand and said:
"Your Highness, if you are willing to teach me the solution, I will immediately sign a certificate of completion for your arithmetic course, so you won't have to take the exam. What do you think?" He looked at her expectantly after saying that.
Just kidding! If you can solve these three problems so easily and come up with such novel solutions, why would you need to teach or test them?
Uh, Leng Qingning tugged at the corners of her mouth, forcing a smile:
“Well… alright, Master Han.”
So, Master Han invited Leng Qingning to the rest room alone and asked her for advice on all sorts of questions.
On this day, the students in Class 1 of the intermediate level had a full day of self-study classes.
Leng Qingning was forced to perform, spending an entire day explaining how to solve functional equations to Master Han, and even writing down various formulas for him, including the multiplication table.
It wasn't until two hours after school ended that Teacher Han finally let her go home, completely satisfied.
It was very late when they returned to Anning Palace. Leng Qingning lay on the chair as if all her energy had been drained, not wanting to move at all. The graduation certificate was on the table next to her.
This Master Han is really something...
Her brain worked at high speed all day, frantically calculating all sorts of math problems that Master Han handed her. After solving them, she was also responsible for teaching him. Master Han understood them immediately, but this exhausted her!
Han Fuzi learned quickly, working on one problem after another without even catching his breath before moving on to the next. He had memorized all the formulas from high school.
Leng Qingning was devastated. Was this how they treated her?! Even donkeys in the production team weren't used like this! This was more tiring than making her run three laps around Chaofeng Hall!!
She's still the young queen, why isn't anyone going to save her?! Isn't anyone going to do anything about this Han teacher?! This is outrageous!!!
It seems that, regardless of the era, teachers are the only people who can suppress you no matter your status.
tired!
"Your Highness, would you like me to administer acupuncture?"
Leng Qingning sat up and looked at the person in front of her.
"Cangyuan, come and sit down."
After saying that, he patted the chair next to him.
Cang Yuan replied in alarm, "This subordinate dares not."
Leng Qingning suddenly felt like teasing him, and smiled slyly:
"Come over when I tell you to, hurry up."
Cang Yuan raised his eyes slightly and saw that his master was smiling. He hesitated for a moment, but still went over and sat down next to Leng Qingning.
Leng Qingning gently rested her head on his shoulder, and the aloof young man instantly stiffened his back, like a statue.
Leng Qingning gave a wicked smile, the corners of her mouth turning up. Teasing handsome guys is so much fun, haha!
After a short while, Cang Yuan's heart was in turmoil. He had never felt more uncomfortable than he was now.
He was both ashamed that the young king had teased him and afraid that she would be uncomfortable using his pillow, so he could only straighten his back and tilt his shoulders down as much as possible so that she could lean against him completely.
Leng Qingning felt that it was about time, so she sat up straight and turned her back to Cangyuan.
"Didn't you say you wanted a massage? Here you go."
Cangyuan was speechless…
"Your Highness, I was referring to acupuncture..."
Leng Qingning replied lazily, "It's all the same, give me a shoulder massage." She then shrugged.
Cangyuan blushed and had no choice but to do as he was told.
He gently massaged her shoulders, occasionally tapping them with his fist. Leng Qingning closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, letting the person behind her massage her shoulders.
…
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