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"But now it's not just me, there is also Taki Wakaba-sama, Jing-sama, don't you even care about this now?"

Jing was silent for a few seconds, then turned to Taki Ruoye and said: "I am what you see, you can't change it, don't have any expectations of me. I have fully accepted my fate, learn to take it or not. What is given to me is the difference between doing well and not doing well in the future, so I might as well indulge myself.”

Jing thought that Ruoye would persuade herself next time, so that she would not abolish Mingjian Yuqian's painstaking efforts, the expectations of the people around her, etc., and Ruoye just asked:

"What does Mr. Jing want to do when he returns to his living room? Since you will feel sleepy in class at night, then you are not sleeping during the day, right?"

"I..." Jing was at a loss for words for a moment, "Don't worry about it."

"Since Lord Jing doesn't want me to take care of it, I won't take care of it."

"Really?" Jing's tone was a little unsteady, "Could it be that you came up with some new trick?"

"No, that's it. I won't take care of Mr. Jing unless Mr. Jing asks for it."

Shuangying secretly pulled a corner of La Ruoye, and Ruoye continued to speak.

"Since Sister Ruoye has said so, that Shuangying! You are not allowed to control me tomorrow! I want to have a completely free day!"

"Lord Taki Wakaba!" Shuang Ying looked at Luo Ye, who just nodded.

After getting Shuangying's permission, Jing lay back in her room with some excitement.

"It's over, Master Jing will definitely not leave the room tomorrow." Shuangying's tone revealed a trace of haggardness.

"Bring the books that Jing read in the past. We will study at a place near Jing's living room tomorrow, and let the other maids follow suit."

"Huh?" Shuangying's brain was a little overwhelmed.

"Just do it."

"Okay, I'll give orders right away."

The next day, when it was just dawn, Jing stretched comfortably on the bed. She was about to get up at this time on weekdays, and the maids would lift the curtain one by one, and come to her with basins and towels. He dragged her up from the bed and put on her clothes one by one, but now she just needs to lie on the bed with peace of mind and enjoy this quiet time that is completely her own.

Then, Jing heard the indistinct sound of reading. The key point is that this is what Jing learned a few days ago. Jing can understand a few words that she memorized sporadically, and the others are all mixed up.

That's weird, who else is reading here?

Jing couldn't help getting up and looking. Through several layers of curtains, she saw shadowy figures in a circle. They all straightened their backs, holding papers and reading lightly. The leader seemed to be Shuangying.

The landscape in the distance is a well-trimmed pine tree, the hazy morning light, coupled with those beautiful girls, is as beautiful as a painting.

Jing has been surrounded by a group of beautiful attendants since she was a child.Whether it is her deceased parents or Akima Gozen, no, it should be said that all nobles will choose beautiful and talented playmates for their children, and serve and accompany them to learn and play.But when Jing began to understand the popular aesthetics, she knew that she was not a beauty.

"Taki Wakaba is also a beauty, why do I look so ordinary? No, I can't say that, beautiful women should also have the troubles of beautiful women, but I can't imagine it. Ah, do beautiful women really have troubles because of their beauty? Uh , no matter what, ordinary is the best, the golden mean."

Jing turned over, turned her back to Taki Wakaba and the others, and closed her eyes, but the time passed was extremely long.

When others are studying hard, the feeling of doing nothing will be magnified countless times.The time of neglect in the past, the feelings I tried to suppress and hide in my heart, and the reality I wanted to escape, all slowly surged up in my meditation heart.

Jing heard the sound outside the curtain, it should be that a maid put the breakfast on the floor, waiting for her to enjoy it.

"You, wait." Jing got up, and stopped the maid who was about to leave, "What are you all doing?"

"Master Wakaba is asking Mrs. Shuangying a question. It was Mr. Wakaba who asked us to listen in. It's very interesting."

"Interesting? Is that kind of thing interesting?" Jing asked an unbelievable question.

"Everyone gathered in a circle, holding scented papers in their hands, watching Shuangying-sama's gentle and elegant posture, and Wakaba-sama nodding from time to time in response, it seems that we have also learned a lot."

"You just simply like the atmosphere between noble girls..." Jing lay back again, "If you are familiar with the exchange meetings between noble girls, you won't like it!"

"We are indeed fascinated by that atmosphere, but we are really happy to be able to participate in it. Master Ruoye is also studying seriously. She said that she can only learn more things by herself, and she will assist Master Jing in the future, even if Master Jing is nothing. Even if you don’t learn it, you will help Lord Jing stabilize the position in the fasting palace.”

"She... just started learning?"

"Lord Ruoye was not in Ping'an capital before, she came from another place, so naturally she has to learn from scratch... Master Ruoye's parents are gone, she came to Ping'an capital alone, she must have eaten a lot along the way Bitter. It may be because of this, I feel that Master Ruoye is very considerate, and it is always easy to chat with her, and I think Master Jing will also like her."

"I see, you can step back."

Jing tossed and turned on the bed, but she couldn't go back to her sweet dream.

Taki Ruoye was obviously sent by Akira Yuzen to assist her, and Jing certainly knew it was for her own good.Jing just chose to escape again, avoiding the devotion and expectations of the people around her.

Anyway, I will die early because of the curse of the fasting palace. Is this life not enough to repay them?I chose to accept the position of Zhai Palace, isn't it the biggest sacrifice I made?

Thinking of this, Jing will feel more at ease.

Just, take it easy.

The time wasted by oneself must be filled up by others. This fact is so clearly in front of her, and Jing's poor self-esteem is once again troublesome.At the same time, she once again felt like a failure, never able to live up to the expectations of others.

Jing wanted to escape like in the past, buried in her heart and forgotten, but the looming sound of reading was beating Jing's head back and forth like a pendulum clock.

So, static choice - for a room to sleep.

Jing's room is the best in this mansion, and the second best is the room where Ming Jian Yuqian spent the night, but the bedding was put away by the maid, so Jing groped into Luo Ye's room.

Anyway, they would not come back to sleep during the day, so Jing lay down peacefully, covered the quilt, and closed her eyes in the quiet air.

At first, it was indeed difficult for Jing to fall asleep, but when the messy thoughts in her mind became more and more blurred, Jing fell asleep, which was a rare dream.When I woke up, it was so dark that only the outlines of buildings could be seen.

A person, in a quiet, seemingly dark environment, lying on the bed, those scenes during the day are clearly recalled in his mind, and even the passage of time is longer than the experience when he got up, his quiet mind is extremely clear.

"I wasted another day."

Jing stared at the roof and muttered to herself, a long-lost but familiar feeling welled up, her tears couldn't help falling down, and then fell more and more, and the rumble of her nose couldn't help it anymore, at this time--

"Are you awake?"

A voice sounded suddenly, Jing was startled, and looked to the side, only to realize that Taki Ruoye was already beside her at some time.

Jing quickly retracted her head, covered her face with the quilt, and asked, "When did you come?!"

"It hasn't been long, it seems that you slept well."

Thinking that she forgot to leave Taki Ruoye's room, Jing couldn't help scolding herself for being stupid.

"I won't wash up tonight, so you can sleep in my room. Your room is quieter. Let me sleep tonight."

"Oh?"

"Since your surname is Taki, there are not so many rules here. You can go."

"Since Jing has slept all day, can she still sleep at night?"

"Even if you can't sleep, you have nothing to do at night." Jing didn't think about this problem.

"I'm not lacking now, would Mr. Jing want to play a game with me?"

"what game?"

"A folk game called 'Hundred Stories' is popular. One hundred candles are lit in the middle of the night, and one candle is blown out after each story is told. When all the candles are extinguished, incredible things will happen."

"But there are only two of us."

"Then tell it until our story is over."

Taki Wakaba moved the candlesticks in the corner of the room to the center, and lit them all from top to bottom, "Then, let's start, what story does Master Jing want to hear?"

"Can I still choose? Then, I want to know, what do those women who choose to serve God and remain pure for life think?"

"Then I'll tell you." Taki Ruoye's speed was so fast that she blurted out the story without even thinking about it.

"Once upon a time, there was a rich merchant's daughter. She fell in love with a poor boy, married him in spite of everyone's opposition, and raised a daughter. After the rich merchant died, the assets went to the son-in-law, but the poor boy never touched him. After all this, the business was messed up, and the connections of the rich businessman were almost defeated by that kid. But he didn't realize his mistake, but felt that he was the one who took care of his wife and daughter now, and treated them very badly. The wife couldn't bear the humiliation, so she contacted her former relatives, hoping that they could help her get back the family property. But they thought that those things were of course reserved for men, and even if you were the daughter of a rich businessman, you couldn't inherit that property. The daughter finally reconciled with her husband, took her daughter to live alone, and lived on the few properties left by her father. She taught her daughter to read and write, embroider and do laundry, and taught her everything she could do. The daughter saw her father the most The time is when my father loses all his family property, and every month when my mother collects the rent, my father will come to ask for money."

"But this story has nothing to do with witches."

"But the daughter of a rich businessman decided not to marry for life, and she insisted on her own idea. In her eyes, a man is not as reliable as a house that can be rented every month. Marrying a man seems to be very important, but It doesn't matter." Taki Ruoye looked at Jing, "What do you think?"