Clearly, she doesn't want to be a concubine

Chapter 37

On the second day, Kangxi did not go to court, and there was no need to invite the officials to discuss. After Li Ruisi finished his class, he would invite Umalu.

After Umalu came, the two had nothing to say.

Umalu is not a warm temper.

Although Kangxi could say something, they were all political affairs of the previous dynasty, so it was inconvenient to talk to her, so after thinking about it, he said, "I'll teach you how to write."

Umalu looked at him and finally nodded.

Kangxi taught her her own name: Xuanye.

Afterwards, she was given a piece of paper and asked her to learn to write by herself. She took the book and sat on a chair beside her to read it.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but when she practiced calligraphy, Kangxi watched her in a daze longer and longer.

She always felt weird, but she was not easy to ask, so she gave up.I can only practice calligraphy under Kangxi's strange eyes.

Kangxi came over and taught her how to pinch and move the pen. The characters she wrote were much better than the crooked ones she had written before.

After the three of them finished their dinner, Kangxi read a book, Umalu continued to practice calligraphy, and Baocheng also learned to write beside him.

When it was time to go to bed, Kangxi refused to turn over the sign.

After washing up, he saw the result of Umalu's one-day practice, and said with a smile: "It looks pretty good."

He looked up at her: "what do you want."

"I don't want anything." Umalu said earnestly.

She lied, she wanted the bracelet she had been looking for for a long time and still couldn't find it.

She also thought in the past few years that she might have to wait a long time before she might find that bracelet.

The luxury and beauty of the Forbidden City only made her feel cold and heartless. She was tired of this kind of life, and the scenery of spring flowers and autumn moon did not change in her eyes.

Which day is not like a year?

After careful calculation, she only spent two years in the Forbidden City, but it seemed like she had spent her whole life.

She eagerly wants to leave this era.

She has no intention of leaving the Forbidden City.

She is soberly aware that she is not those heroines, she has golden fingers, and can kill all directions in any age.

If she went to other places, she might be in a more difficult situation, so she might as well stay in the Forbidden City.

Breaking away from the imperial palace, but not breaking away from this era, is only treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

How could she let go of this opportunity?
She really wanted to tell the shape of the bracelet and ask Kangxi to help her find it.

But the moment she was about to say it, she was afraid that Kangxi would make such a bracelet for her directly.

She didn't know if the bracelet made out of this kind would be the same as the bracelet that made her travel through it.

If not, it is a waste of effort.

The stakes are too high, so forget it.

Other than that, she wanted nothing.

She just wants to go back to her time.

She is so determined.

She repeated it again: "Master, the servant has nothing to ask for."

Seeing her appearance, Kangxi said thoughtfully: "Since you don't want anything, then I will make you a concubine."

Umalu knelt cleanly: "Master, this is not in line with etiquette, it can't be like this. I can't bear the meager life of a slave."

Kangxi asked her to get up.

Umalu was obedient and obedient, stood up and stood aside.

Kangxi stared at her intently, but his tone was a bit casual: "If you don't become a concubine, then you can always be a palace lady. If you are sealed, you can only follow the procedures in the palace. It's not like today. You are by my side."

"I also have selfish intentions." He pressed every step of the way, "It's better to make you a master attendant, so that you will wait for me in Qianqing Palace in the future."

Umalu curled his fingers slightly: "The slave takes orders."

"look at me."

Uma Lu complied with his words and looked at him.

He beckoned her in: "You would rather be a female officer than my concubine."

He concluded: "You have a sweetheart."

Umaru stared at him silently.

"say."

Umalu admitted his mistake: "The slave has never had a sweetheart."

"Then why!"

What is he waiting for?Waiting for her to say, is it because she is jealous that she doesn't want to keep that title and respect him as her husband with other women?

But she is not.

She doesn't want to leave any name in history.

Once she becomes his concubine, even if it is only a few words in the history book, it seems to be a fixed number in the fate book, as if she deserves to come to this Qing Dynasty, and she deserves to change from Umalu to Uyamaru.

But she was just Umalu, and she never wanted to be Umalu.

On the surface, she tried her best to adapt to this era, but she just wanted to preserve Umalu's heart to the greatest extent in the shackles, instead of being smashed into Umalu.

She couldn't answer him.

He looked into her innocent eyes and wondered.

"Then why?"

He is destined not to have an answer.

He pulled her into his arms.

Umalu let him hold her without moving.

At this moment, they are extremely close, yet extremely far away.

You are far away from me, and I am far away from you.

Umalu looked at the pattern on his clothes, in a trance.

It took a long while before Kangxi let her go.

"Go to sleep."

Embracing and sleeping, sharing the same bed with different dreams.

The conversation that day passed quickly, and Kangxi never mentioned it again.

There is neither a title, nor a female official, as if nothing happened.Still invite her to sleep and eat together as usual.

Although the number of flops is more frequent than before, it is not negligence of Umalu.

When he is not busy, Umalu can even wait for him in the inner room first, instead of waiting for Kangxi to finish his work before being summoned.

Umalu couldn't figure out what Kangxi wanted to do.

Unable to figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it.

After a long time, she simply left a sewing basket in the inner room, and embroidered it when Kangxi was here, so as to pass the boring time.

Liang Jiugong turned a blind eye to this and didn't say anything.

Plus Kangxi's acquiescence.

For her behavior of leaving the sewing basket, the rest of the palace did not raise anything.

Her embroidery is not good, Kangxi has seen it several times, and her face is distorted.

She: "If Master wants to laugh, then laugh."

Kangxi said: "I don't laugh, I don't look good at writing for the first time, when you finish practicing, send me a purse."

She didn't understand what it meant: "The slave is just doing embroidery for fun. I have so many embroiderers, which one can't do better than the slave, why should the slave do it?"

Kangxi fell into silence.

"Just do it."

She also wrote it down, and planned to embroider a handy one and give it to Kangxi.

On this day, Kangxi did not come back for a long time.

She was sitting in the inner room of Qianqing Palace doing embroidery work, looking at the sun from time to time, waiting for Kangxi to come back.

There are several books in Kangxi's bedroom, which he usually reads when he has nothing to do.

She usually stays quietly and honestly.

She didn't want to annoy the imperial power supreme.

But today, Kangxi hadn't come back yet, she did embroidery work for a while, she was really bored, she couldn't hold back, she opened the book and read a few pages.

I was mesmerized at first glance.

Although the book is written in classical Chinese, to her, it is more interesting than doing embroidery work.

　According to the research on the archives of the Qing palace, the daily life of the emperors in the palace of the Qing Dynasty was very regular. Except for the grand ceremonies of the state, the general situation is as follows:
　　1.上午5：00——7：00左右起床、请安、早读;
　　2.上午7：00——9：30早膳;
　　3.上午9：30——11：00上朝理政，办理公务;
　　4.上午11：00——下午2：30午休、晚膳;
　　5.下午2：30——5：00看书学习、吟诗绘画或由妃嫔陪同看戏、听乐等娱乐;
　　6.下午5：00—9：00晚点或酒膳，做佛事，然后就寝。

　　Master attendant is the emperor's personal court lady

　　For example, the situation of the heroine is, what others say you should do
　　Heroine: Ah yes yes yes (perfunctory.jpg)

　　She'll do it too, if it's too much trouble, she won't

　　But in fact, what she thought before, she still thinks after
　　do that, just cut somethin
　　
　
(End of this chapter)