Don't disturb me, I won't be a concubine

In the evening, Cui Qiyan drank some wine, returned to Chenglin Pavilion, and then went to the study.

The eldest lady ordered the dining room to boil some sobering soup and send it to each hospital.

Cui Qiyan's offer just happened to be accepted by Yunling. Thinking that the study was not far away, she sent it there herself.

She came to the study door and found that Ji Bai, who usually waited outside the door, was not there. The lights were still on inside, so the prince should still be there.

Yunling waited outside the door for a while, but still didn't see anyone. Worried that the sobering soup was getting cold, she hesitantly went up and knocked on the door.

Not long after, Cui Qiyan's voice came, "Come in."

His study had been emphasized many times not to be entered easily. Yunling was afraid that he would mistake her for Ji Bai, so she said, "Your Majesty, I will give you sobering soup."

After a moment of silence, the voice sounded again, "Let you come in."

This time it was confirmed that he was talking about her. Yunling opened the door and her vision suddenly brightened. She didn't dare to look around and walked quietly to the desk.

Cui Qiyan closed the book, leaned back, frowned with his hands and closed his eyes.

"Put your things down first."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Yunling placed the sobering soup beside the desk.

Cui Qiyan seemed very tired, his eyes were still closed, "Did Yaying tell you about going to Shen's Mansion?"

"The third girl has spoken to the slave."

"Huh, she's really promising."

Cui Qiyan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were hazy, very different from other times.

"You say it's for the old lady of the Shen family, I think it's most likely because of that boy Shen Zhiming!"

Even if it is for my uncle, there is nothing wrong between husband and wife, Yunling thought to herself.

Cui Qiyan finished speaking alone, without expecting her to say anything. He leaned over and took the sobering soup and drank it in one gulp.

Most of it.

Yunling completed her task and was just about to take the bowl and leave when she heard him say: "Everyone praises you for your skill in holding the rocker. Even Yaying wants to learn from you. Come here and give it a try. What's so good about it?" "

Yunling almost couldn't hold the bowl in her hand, "Your Majesty said... let your servant press the button for you..."

"What? Isn't it possible?" Cui Qiyan narrowed his eyes.

"No, slave girl is coming right now..."

After hearing this, Cui Qiyan sat back in his chair with satisfaction, closed his eyes and waited for her.

Yunling walked around behind him, moved her wrists, and put her hands on his shoulders.

Unlike the old lady, his muscles were very hard and Yunling had to use a lot of strength to achieve the effect. After a while, her hands became sore.

As soon as Cui Qiyan realized the beauty of it, he felt the strength in his body loosen and reminded him: "Don't stop."

When he opened his mouth, there was a faint smell of alcohol.

She couldn't keep pressing it like this, otherwise her hand would be scrapped. Yunling lowered her eyes and saw his plump forehead, tightly closed eyes under his sharp eyebrows, long and dense eyelashes casting shadows under his eyes, and a high bridge of nose. It's very pleasing to watch when he just doesn't speak.

Her hands came to his temples. As soon as their skin touched each other, Yunling felt the skin under her fingertips tighten, but slowly following her movements, he also relaxed.

Cui Qiyan sighed, since he was sensible, he had never been served by someone so close, let alone a maid. He found that he was not disgusted by her approach.

When he is free these days, he always thinks about things in Yuzhou, not Yan Chao and others, but her. He always had an inexplicable feeling for her. It was not that he was unaware of it, but that he was temporarily separated from her.

Can't tell what it is.

Yunling just switched places to press it, which saved some energy. But as time went by, it began to fail.

"All right."

After finally hearing his call to stop, Yunling immediately stopped and retreated to the desk.

"The technique is indeed good." Cui Qiyan opened his eyes and sat up straight, his eyes clear.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. If Your Majesty has no other instructions, I will leave first." Yunling put the bowl away and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute," Cui Qiyan raised his hand, "I'll let you clean this place from now on."

"Wha...what?" Yunling raised her head in surprise.

"Don't understand?"

"I understand... I obey my orders." Although she didn't know why he suddenly asked like this, Yunling could only obey his orders.

"Remember, starting tomorrow, don't move things around, and put things in their original places."

"Yes, servant girl, remember."

"Go down."

Yunling came out of the study, looked up at the moonlit night sky with sparse stars, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

On the second day, after Cui Qiyan left the house, Yunling prepared to go to the study.

As soon as he arrived at the yard, he met Luo Shui.

"Is this the study where your son is going to die?" Luo Shui asked.

Yunling nodded, "It's the prince's order."

Luo Shui smiled slightly, "The prince told me last night that you will take care of the study from now on. Your leg injury has not healed, so you are indeed suitable for the work in the study. Go quickly, be careful, and come if you are unsure about anything. ask me."

"Yes, thank you sister Luoshui."

After Yin Zhu left, Luo Shui took her place, and she naturally took care of the study from time to time.

Yunling came to the study. She didn't dare to take a closer look last night. Now she took a look and saw that the space inside was really quite big. In addition to a wide variety of books

In addition to books, calligraphy, paintings, and ornaments, there is also a couch and a rocking chair by the east window.

Yunling couldn't help but go over and move the rocking chair, open the window and let the breeze blow in, imagining how comfortable and comfortable it would be to sit in the rocking chair and read a book.

But now she can only think about it. If she can save enough money to buy a small house when she leaves the house, what she wants now may be realized.

Returning to reality, she rolled up her sleeves and started cleaning.

Yunling kept Cui Qiyan's reminder in mind. She did not turn over or look at things with words on bookshelves and desks, and put them back to their original places after wiping them. It took more than an hour to clean the whole thing.

She did the same thing after that, choosing to clean the study when Cui Qiyan was not around. After more than ten days, it gradually formed a habit.

She was organizing the bookshelf that day when the door to the study room suddenly opened. She turned around and saw Cui Qiyan coming in from outside. Didn't he go out just now?

Yunling hurriedly saluted, "I don't know that the prince wants to use the study, so I don't dare to disturb the prince. I will leave now."

"Who asked you to leave before the work was done?" Cui Qiyan walked towards the desk.

After hearing this, Yunling turned back silently and continued to wipe the bookshelf.

With him by her side, Yunling was afraid of making any noise that would affect him, so she became more and more cautious in doing things.

Fortunately, she had already finished most of it before he came. Even though her movements were much slower, she was finished now.

As soon as she put down the scarf, Cui Qiyan, who had been reading a book, said without raising his head: "Are you done?"

Yunling was very surprised. Could it be that this person really had eyes on his head?

I cursed in my heart, but I still had to be respectful, "Hui Shizi, it's done."

"Can you sharpen ink?

"Cui Qiyan looked at her and asked.

"Yes." Yunling answered truthfully.

"Come here." Cui Qiyan pointed to the inkstone on the table.

Yunling stepped forward, poured a small amount of water into the inkstone, held the top of the ink stick with her hands, and slowly rubbed it vertically and evenly in circles.

Soon, the fragrance of ink overflowed.

Yunling put the ink away and took a step back, "Your Majesty, please use it."

She did it very skillfully, as if she had done it often before. Cui Qiyan took a piece of white paper and said, "Write a few words and take a look."

"My handwriting won't appeal to the prince, for I'm afraid this fine rice paper will be wasted." Yunling didn't want to do anything other than playing tricks on the class.

"You won't know until you write it whether you can get in or not." Cui Qiyan casually took a wolf-brush pen and gave it to her.

"The servant girl is making a fool of herself."

Not sure what he was going to do, Yunling took the pen and dipped it in ink. After thinking about it for a while, she wrote on the paper the words "The mountains stand tall and the scenery stops".

As soon as she straightened up, the paper was held in Cui Qiyan's hand. She was writing in running script, unlike most women who like to write in small regular script with hairpin flowers.

The content she wrote came from the "Book of Songs". Cui Qiyan put down the paper and said, "You can write like this, you must have worked hard before."

He stood up and looked at her, "This is not something ordinary women can do. Aren't you curious about your own life experience? If you want to check, maybe I can help you."