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Seeing the determination and smile on Murong Shi's face, and the cold air in His Highness's eyes, Shen Zhiyan said seriously: "Princess, it's not expensive to have a reading companion. It's enough for Your Highness to have me as your reading companion."
Murong Shi raised his chin and nodded with deep understanding, "Of course it is better to accompany the prince as a reading companion. Mr. Shen, you are the young minister of Dali Temple and you are busy with affairs. How can you have free time to accompany His Highness? You, the prince's reading companion, You are so incompetent." She looked at Murong Ci and puffed up her chest, "Your Highness, from now on, I, your companion, will be with you every day, serving Your Highness all the time."
Murong Ci resisted the urge to throw her out, and looked at Shen Zhiyan coldly without comment.
He understood what His Highness meant, and there was a hint of slyness in his eyes, and he said: "The Princess is born in the royal palace, which is extremely valuable, so she is naturally qualified to be the Prince's companion. However, it is not that easy to be the Prince's companion. I dare to ask the Princess, Are you familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics? If you want to be the prince's companion, you must first memorize the Four Books and Five Classics backwards and forwards. Why don't you recite "Mencius" to His Highness first?"
Qinruo and Ruyi looked at each other, how could Princess Duanrou be able to recite it?
"This" Murong Shi scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed, "I learned it from my master a few years ago, but after so many years, I forgot about it."
"Princess, why don't you go back first and ask a master to teach you the Four Books and Five Classics? After you have memorized the Four Books and Five Classics by heart, then come and see Your Highness."
Shen Zhiyan was secretly happy because he had known for a long time that Princess Duanrou was ignorant and incompetent. Even after studying with her master for several years, she still skipped school every day to climb trees to dig out bird's nests and go down to the river to catch fish. Furthermore, she was born into a general family, and the Royal Palace was quite neglectful in cultivating future generations in the field of literature.
Murong Ci walked out and exhaled a long breath, "Master Shen, I still have important matters to discuss with you."
He immediately followed and left Murong Shi there.
Murong Shi watched them leave and wanted to stop them, but she just opened her mouth and bit her lower lip unwillingly.
Qinruo advised: "Princess, it's night, you'd better go back to the palace first."
Standing at the gate of the palace, Murong Shi looked back at the East Palace, her heart even firmer.
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A touch of fish belly white appears in the eastern sky, and the first light of the sky pierces the thick darkness like a sharp arrow.
In the stillness of everything, a muffled thunder rolled from the distant sky.
Yuan Shun, the chamberlain who was keeping vigil in the emperor's palace, was awakened by thunder. He raised his head drowsily and looked through the thin window paper to see that it was still dark outside, and then fell asleep again.
Then, there was a clear pitter-pattering sound outside the hall.
The first rain in early summer sifted down like beans, hitting the yellow glazed tiles with a tinkling sound.
Yuan Shun no longer felt sleepy, so he simply got up and went to see His Majesty in the bedroom.
Your Majesty was sleeping deeply, and the spacious royal tent was as quiet as death.
Then, Yuan Shun gently opened the palace door and looked outside.
The slanting wind in the early morning blew against his face with moisture, and the cold air penetrated the bottom of his sleeves and the front of his clothes. He shivered suddenly.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, his face full of surprise and suspicion, and opened the palace door a little further.
Suddenly, he gasped violently and subconsciously covered his mouth, with panic and fear intertwined on his face.
how so?
He didn¡¯t dare to delay anymore and rushed out to find someone.
East Palace.
Murong Ci was thinking very hard and was awakened by the early morning rain. He tossed and turned and could no longer sleep.
The sound of hurried footsteps was already very low, but she still heard it.
She sat up and held her aching head, "What's wrong?"
Ruyi used the lotus gold hook to hold the jade-colored gauze curtain, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "The servant of Qingyuan Palace is here to report"
"Did something happen to your father?" Murong Ci's heart suddenly twitched, and he immediately got down from the bed, pulled his robe from the hanger, and said, "Change clothes for me."
"Your Highness, don't panic, Your Majesty is fine." Ruyi quickly reassured, "Yuan Shun and other chamberlains witnessed with their own eyes His Highness Qing Yuan's blood rain."
Murong Ci¡¯s heart fell back to where it was before, but his brows furrowed. The second thing in the ballad really came true.
"It's just that it's raining blood, isn't it strange?"
When she came outside, the air-conditioning and water wind rushed towards her. She looked at the gray sky, the palaces shrouded in continuous rain, and the scenery blurred and dense by the early summer rain. Suddenly, she felt a surge in her heart. panic.
There were many palace people standing in front of the Qingyuan Palace, panicked and at a loss what to do.
Liu An stood under the corridor of the palace with his whisk in his arms, looking at the people below.The place started to get anxious.
This rain of blood is not easy to fall, but it rained down in the emperor's bedroom. This matter is not trivial, it is even more shocking than the blood jade falling from the sky in Fengtian Palace yesterday. Just imagine, if the blood rain on His Majesty Qingyuan was man-made, then the perpetrators would have entered and exited Qingyuan Palace as if they were in an uninhabited area. Wouldn't it be easy to murder His Majesty?
Therefore, His Majesty¡¯s safety has become a sharp sword hanging in everyone¡¯s mind.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, when he saw the royal prince negotiating in a low voice with the commander of the imperial guard who came over to arrange the patrol matters in the palace and Qingyuan Hall.
The rain stopped and everyone dispersed.
Murong Ci went in to see his father, said a few words and then left.
As soon as she stepped out of the hall, she heard footsteps behind her, very familiar footsteps.
"Your Highness, please take a step to speak." Murong Yu said in a low voice.
"Can't you say it here?" She raised her eyes and looked directly at him, abandoning those chaotic thoughts.
He walked directly to the east corridor, and she had no choice but to follow him.
His black hair was stained with one or two tiny crystal drops of water, and his handsome face was particularly cold.
"Have you discovered anything, Your Highness?" His voice was cool.
"We haven't found anything yet." Murong Ci said indifferently. After being washed by the rain, the green leaves were bright and fresh, and the delicate flowers were still swaying in the wind.
Drops of rainwater fell intermittently on the eaves of the palace, like pearls with broken strings.
Murong Yu turned to look at her, his eyes clear and distant, "Your Highness, it is best not to go out these days, and stay well in the East Palace. Please rest assured, Your Highness, I have ordered Commander Meng of the Imperial Guard to strengthen the defense of Qingyuan Palace and the patrol inside the palace. Make sure His Majesty is safe and sound." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com