Chapter 49: Someone from the palace
A pair of slender and beautiful hands turned instantly purple swollen and swollen high, the traditionally indifferent and ruthless imperial shadow guard at this time as helpless as a child.
"Xie Meng mother." Night Red Aya reminded another sentence.
Ayame repeated, barely finally able to pick up: "Xie Meng mother, choose a neighbor. The son ... son does not learn, break ... break ..."
A ruler smashed down, accompanied by the night red Ayame's clear, cold voice: "Break the loom."
"Break the loom." Ayame renewed, "Dou ... Dou Yanshan, there are righteous parties ..."
Night red aya brow deeper and deeper frown, silent stare at the teenager in front of him.
Ayamu intermittently recited, although there are still struggling to think of knots, but the effort of nine cows and two tigers at least barely finished reciting, when the last sentence "brother in the long, it is appropriate to prophecy" fell the end, his palms have been swollen to no eyes to see.
He even secretly prayed in his heart that his master would use the commandment whip to whip his back directly, rather than suffer such a crime with both hands.
But he did not dare.
At this time a handsome face is full of cold sweat, half pain, half tension, looks really pitiful tight.
"Go and copy these ten sentences twenty times." Night red aya spoke, the voice returned to indifferent calm, "the night before bed, the Palace check."
Before going to bed at night?
Excessive pain and nervous anxiety let Ayame rare did not immediately answer yes, but subconsciously raised his head to look outside the sky.
At this time is close to noon, he used the fastest speed in his mind to estimate, and finally desperately found that he could not copy twenty times before the master went to bed - with his copy speed, and then with such a pair of swollen hands, copy the ten sentences memorized twenty times, simply impossible to do.
He counted his master's bedtime, and as for himself, a night without sleep was nothing.
"There is a problem?"
Ayame returned to his senses, his voice with the characteristic tightness due to excessive tension: "What hour does the master ... go to bed?"
Night Red Aya slightly silent, without saying a word, staring at him, only to look at the teenager's spine chill, all the blood in the body is about to freeze, before faintly said: "Wait until you finish copying before going to bed."
Aya Mo a dumbfounded, then bowed and did not dare to delay for a moment to get up to copy the book.
Night red aya leaning against the brocade couch, quiet indifferent eyes fell on the body of the young man in front of the case, the heart slightly stunned, could not help but raise a hand to rub the brow.
The first thing you need to do is to ask for a reading and writing.
Perhaps you can hire a tutor for him.
But his identity ...
Night Red Aya sat in silence for a moment, turning her head to look out the window, thinking of Han Qingbai living in the mansion with nothing to do for the time being, perhaps he could be qualified for the position.
"Your Highness." Housekeeper Gu's voice sounded outside, "Someone from the palace has come."
There were people from the palace.
Either they came to pass on the Emperor's holy decree or to convey the Empress Dowager's decree.
Night Hong Aya got up and walked out, and saw Housekeeper Gu standing outside the book pavilion: "Your Highness, Chief Steward of the Inner Court Ji is here."
Night red aya lightly said: "Where?"
"Serving tea in the front hall."
Night red aya lifted her feet and walked towards the front hall.
Chief Steward Ji is an old man beside the Empress Dowager, who has served the Empress for thirty years, and is very favored by the Empress, even the Emperor will give three points of face in front of him.
This period of time on the court, Han Yu Jin is still under interrogation, the Han family father and son were cut official positions, the Shen family and one after another, the emperor's mood is getting worse day by day, for the time being simply not in the mood to think about the daughter of night red aya.
Night red aya also happy to be quiet and comfortable.
I did not expect the first to hold out is the Queen Mother.
Raised his feet into the front yard, far away, I saw a middle-aged eunuch with gray hair sitting on a chair in the front room, is carrying tea leisurely.
Hearing a "princess to", he almost put down the tea with a little panic speed, rose to salute: "Old slave see your highness."
Night red aya walked in, sat down on the main seat, picked up the tea presented by the maid and took a sip: "What is it?"
She always had this attitude, and it was always the same with anyone.
Chief Steward Ji bowed his head more and more cautiously: "The Empress Dowager has a female officer beside her who makes particularly good cakes. The Empress Dowager thinks that recently there have been a lot of things happening, and it is inevitable that Your Highness will be depressed in the palace, so she sent her old slave to invite Your Highness into the palace to taste the cakes and talk with the Empress Dowager."
Tasting cakes in the palace?
Night red aya can not afford to eat snacks in the residence?
As for talking with her ... night red aya looks like someone who is good at small talk?
The Empress Dowager is clear in her mind, listening to the Chief Steward finished also just silently sipping tea, and did not immediately reply.
She did not speak, even the surrounding air seems to be cold, the quartermaster resisted the urge to measure the arm, feel the scalp tingling.
Dealing with the Princess Protector is even more stressful than talking to the Emperor.
Fortunately, after a short time, Princess Guoguo put the tea down and got up and said, "The palace went to change clothes."
Chief Steward Ji was relieved to hear this and nodded his head: "Yes, Your Highness, please, old slave is waiting here for the princess."
As long as she is willing to enter the palace, he would not dare to complain even if he waited for half an hour.
Night red aya did not say anything, and walked away.
Back to the red damask East Court, she went into the book pavilion, said lightly: "The palace to go to the palace, you stay in the house."
Aya Mo immediately put down the pen in his hand, kneeling on the ground to reply: "Back to the master, the subordinate's duty is to follow closely to protect the master."
Going to the palace was not a completely risk-free thing, he had to follow closely.
Night Red Aya stared at him for a moment: "Your hand is fine?"
Ayame froze slightly, then returned, "Master, my subordinate has no problem."
This little injury is nothing, it does not affect him to protect his master.
"As you wish." Night Red Aya didn't insist anymore and turned around to walk towards the bedchamber.
Although she did not need the other party's close protection, but the duties of the imperial shadow guard were such that she did not intend to change his habits and perceptions again and again within such a short period of time.
The main identity of his current position is still the imperial shadow guard.
The newest and most important thing is to have a good understanding of the newest and most important thing.
"Your highness lunch back to use?" Timothy gave her hem cuffs, lowered his eyebrows and respectfully asked for instructions.
This is not far from the lunch hour, the Empress Dowager will not stay in the palace to use lunch?
Night red aya voice is light: "Come back to use."
"Yes." Timothy said, "Then slave servant will order the kitchen to prepare later."
Night red aya turned and walked out.
For seven consecutive days without leaving the palace, the moment Princess Protector stepped out of the palace door, news spread throughout the major royal houses and the powerful and noble houses of the imperial capital.
The news of the Princess Protector's House is still always someone watching and paying attention, not daring to neglect for a moment.
This night red aya is not unaware of this, just lazy to pay attention to it, anyway, the stalking people only stay outside the house, no one dares to sneak into the Princess House.