Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Nan Xiang was delighted, "Thank you, Queen."

After thanking her, Nan Xiang thought that the Queen was indeed thrifty, so she took the soup and drank it slowly.

After taking a sip, her expression relaxed as she stared at the porcelain bowl with a green glaze that looked like ice and jade. It turned out to be the Yue Kiln secret color porcelain tribute from the emperor.

The texture is delicate and warm, and it looks pleasing to the eye. It is indeed a porcelain bowl used exclusively by the royal family. The ones outside are not as good as this.

Even other palaces are not so good. At this moment, Nan Xiang's understanding of the Queen has been elevated to a higher level.

Looking at the bowl again, the white fungus is like a cluster of clouds, the snow pear pieces are crystal white and translucent, and the soup is clear and shiny, exuding an attractive sweet fragrance.

It’s not too sweet. Nan Xiang drank a few more sips in confusion.

Ji Qingyan looked at Nan Xiang's movements while drinking the soup, and suddenly a strange sense of satisfaction arose in her heart.

It turns out that I still need to supplement more.

Nan Xiang realized something was wrong only after she finished drinking it.

She drank the Tremella and Pear Soup that the Queen had drunk before.

Drinking...

Thinking of this, Nan Xiang's ears turned red.

Ji Qingyan naturally noticed it, and a smile appeared on her lips. She didn't say anything, but continued to look at Nan Xiang's reaction with a wandering gaze.

After all, he is a thirteen-year-old child, and this is normal in the world.

Nan Xiang suppressed her complicated thoughts, felt a gentle and inquiring gaze, and convinced herself.

She is a woman, and the queen is also a woman, so she is not at a disadvantage.

Besides, with such a goddess here, it’s not a bad idea to drink a bowl of soup with her.

After coaxing herself into submission, Nan Xiang drank the soup with greater ease than before.

"Like it?"

Hearing Ji Qingyan's question, Nan Xiang was stunned for a moment and then quickly smiled and nodded.

"Yes, I like it. Thank you, Queen."

Ji Qingyan lifted the hair behind her ear and looked into the little eunuch's sparkling eyes. Her gaze was gentle, yet revealed a hint of elusiveness.

"Then drink it all, not a drop left."

Nan Xiang: “…Okay.”

It tastes very good, sweet but not greasy, with a refreshing summer flavor.

She doesn't lose anything, hehe.

After saying that, Nan Xiang drank the bowl of soup obediently.

After drinking, Nan Xiang showed off the empty secret color porcelain bowl to Ji Qingyan.

Ji Qingyan smiled faintly, with a tenderness in her eyes that she herself was not aware of.

"That's good. Put it down."

She spoke in a soft and gentle voice, as if she was coaxing a child, which reduced her authority but added a touch of gentleness.

very nice.

Nan Xiang put down the bowl obediently and gave Ji Qingyan a good guy card.

"Liu Han, take it down."

Ji Qingyan gave the instructions calmly, and Nan Xiang then noticed Aunt Liu Han who was guarding the bookshelf not far away.

Nan Xiang smiled awkwardly at Liu Han, her mind going blank for a moment.

"promise."

Liu Han bowed to Ji Qingyan, nodded and smiled at Nan Xiang, then put the bowl on the tray and left.

At this time, only Nan Xiang and Ji Qingyan were left in the room.

The originally unclear atmosphere suddenly became awkward and stagnant.

Nan Xiang found a spot in a corner and stood there, head lowered, eyes submissive, not looking at Ji Qingyan.

Ji Qingyan naturally saw the little eunuch quietly move aside, standing upright and obedient. She smiled slightly and asked calmly:

"What is your name?"

Nan Xiang replied: "Xiao Nanzi."

"Tell me your real name."

Ji Qingyan's eyes moved slightly, and he stared at Nan Xiang for a long time. His gentle gaze concealed an emotion that Nan Xiang could not understand for the time being.

This gaze was not as gentle as before, it was full of majesty and oppression, Nan Xiang's heart trembled: "Slave..."

"Ok?"

Seeing Ji Qingyan raised her eyebrows slightly, Nan Xiang immediately changed her words: "My name is Nan Xiang. The 'Nan' is from 'Nanshan', and the 'Xiang' is from 'Xiangshui'."

After saying that, Nan Xiang lowered her head, a trace of sadness and pain flashed in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

She withheld her last name.

He lived in anonymity for many years and entered the palace by accident to avoid disaster. The scene of that year is still vivid in his mind and he cannot forget it.

Haha, it turns out that the most dangerous place is also the safest place.

They said she wanted to forget and grow up healthy and safe, and she fulfilled their wish.

I originally thought that I could live a peaceful life after leaving the palace, but...

So much blood, so much pain, and such deep hatred, she dared not forget, and could not forget...

When Nanxiang was reminiscing about the past, Ji Qingyan recited a few lines: "The green shadows of Nanshan Mountain reflect the clouds, and the ripples of Xiang River enter my eyes. You leaned on the railing and thought about the past, and we walked hand in hand through the spring and autumn in this world."

The voice was a little soft, and Nan Xiang did not hear it clearly, but only heard the compliment at the end, "Nan Xiang, what a good name."

Nan Xiang collected her thoughts, thanked sincerely, and then asked, "Your Majesty, do you have any other instructions? If not, I will leave first."

Ji Qingyan noticed that something was wrong with Nan Xiang, and that she seemed to be worried. She did not ask any more questions, but just said, "You are from my Fengyi Palace. I will protect you at any time."

Nan Xiang thanked him immediately.

The smile in Ji Qingyan's eyes deepened, and she picked out a few books from the bookshelf and placed them on the desk.

"come over."

Nan Xiang responded and moved closer.

Ji Qingyan placed the books in Nan Xiang's hands and said, "These are carefully selected by me. They are very good to read."

Nan Xiang continued: "Oh."

Ji Qingyan added: "I will examine you in seven days."

Nan Xiang widened her eyes and counted the books. There were three in total, one was "Daqian Regional Records", one was "Complete History of Kyushu", and one was "Tao Te Ching".

……

It was really hard for her.

Seeing Nan Xiang frowning, Ji Qingyan felt a slight pang in her conscience. She smiled and said in a coaxing voice, "There will be rewards for passing the assessment."

Nan Xiang's eyes, which had been listless at first, suddenly brightened up, and she looked at Ji Qingyan seriously and expectantly.

Ji Qingyan took out a token and placed it in Nan Xiang's hand. Nan Xiang recognized it as a pass to enter and exit the palace and was a little surprised:

"Is this a reward from the Queen?"

Ji Qingyan shook her head: "No. This is for you. I believe you know your limits. You will know when the time comes for the reward."

She patted Nan Xiang's shoulder, and the smile on her face seemed somewhat mysterious under the light and shadow.

Nan Xiang had no choice but to suppress the doubts in her heart and said, "Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty."

Ji Qingyan didn't know how many times Nan Xiang thanked him this time. He rubbed his brows helplessly and sat back in his seat:

"Forget it, you can leave first."

Nan Xiang responded and turned to leave, her steps slightly brisker.

After Nan Xiang left, Ji Qingyan picked up the book he was reading and flipped through it casually.

At this time, Liu Han came back and reminded her, "Madam, you hold the book upside down."

Ji Qingyan came back to his senses, the smile on his face faded, and he calmly put the book in place. His mind was not on the book, but he asked calmly:

"Any news?"

Liu Han observed the surroundings and whispered to Ji Qingyan.

Ji Qingyan smiled coldly: "Let Wan Zhaoyi know some news appropriately. Since Concubine Xian wants to extend her hand a little longer, then let her do it. But whether she can take back her hand in the end depends on our good emperor. Haha."

The smile on Ji Qingyan's face was gentle yet sly, while Liu Han, with her eyes on her nose and her nose on her heart, just responded, but she looked at her own queen with a distressed look in her eyes.

"Xiao Nanzi is serious about his work, smart and cautious. Everyone in Fengyi Palace likes him."

Liu Han said with a smile, trying to divert the attention of her own queen.

Ji Qingyan's aura became softer: "Well, smart and cautious? More obedient."

As she spoke, she stared out the window with a dim gaze.