Unique and stunning, the black-bellied daughter-in-law controls the world

Chapter 17
The school is very messy. In the past, the princes didn't attend classes, and occasionally the naughty ones would come here to play, so the books and bamboo slips in the school fell in a mess on the ground.

Occasionally, there was a gust of wind, and the pages of the book floated up and fell to the ground.

Seeing Li Yunqing approaching, Xuanyuan Ranli's quiet eyes changed, and he said suddenly: "So you are the Master Emperor."

Hearing this, Li Yunqing didn't speak, brushed the hem of her skirt, sat gently on the soft cushion opposite Xuanyuan Ranli, stretched out her hand casually, and took away the bamboo slip in his hand.

His clear eyes fell on the bamboo slips, which turned out to be an ancient historical book.

Xuanyuan Ranli stared at his empty hands, was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head slightly and said, "Students read books at will, master please punish them."

Li Yunqing slightly raised her eyelids and glanced at him, then suddenly smiled: "This book belongs to the palace, the fifth prince is the royal family, so His Highness should read the book at will."

The unhurried Qingyin made the listeners very comfortable, but for Xuanyuan Ranli, these words just hurt him.

What kind of prince is he.

Those who have mothers and concubines and families as backers are the princes.

Xuanyuan Ranli didn't speak, neither did Li Yunqing, he took out a volume of poetry, handed it to him, and said slowly: "Today's lecture is to recite it."

Xuanyuan Ranli took the poetry collection in a daze, read it, but couldn't understand a little.

He lost his mother and concubine since he was born, and was adopted at the queen's knee. The queen already has two sons, so naturally she suppressed him everywhere.

He was not allowed to read since he was a child, and there is an unwritten rule in the harem that whoever reads to him will be unlucky.

So at this moment, he was looking at the collection of poems, a little confused.

Thinking of his life in the palace, he thought of the only court lady who treated her well - Le Ling.

One day, he secretly read a book, the queen punished him not to eat.He was so hungry that he passed the imperial dining room and couldn't walk.

Le Ling, who was working in the imperial dining room at that time, secretly brought him two steamed buns...

After being found out, Le Ling went through many twists and turns, and lost his good job in the imperial dining room, but he was still very kind to him.

Yesterday he was beaten by his mother for beating Xuanyuan Qiyu, and Xuanyuan Qiyu told the queen that Le Ling went out of the palace to help him bring pens and ink, and then Le Ling was sent to Xinzheku to do hard labor...

The more he thought about Le Ling's situation, the more uneasy he became.

Obviously he did something wrong, why did Le Ling, a little maid, be punished for him?
There was silence in the school for a while.

"Master Emperor, can you do me a favor for the students?" Xuanyuan Ranli suddenly broke the silence, with hope shining in his calm eyes.

Li Yunqing was still holding the bamboo slips in her hand, she seemed to be fascinated by it, her clear side face was like an orchid in an empty valley, the so-called poetic and bookish spirit in her belly, she sat down, still with aloof demeanor.

Cold and silent, the school continued to be cold and silent.

Xuanyuan Ranli slapped his hands on the table, and said loudly, "Master Emperor, the student is willing to do anything to repay your kindness."

With a bang, the noisy Li Yunqing frowned slightly, and glanced at him coolly, Qingyin said with a touch of sarcasm: "What can you do to repay me?"

"I..." Xuanyuan Ranli was taken aback for a moment, then clenched his hands tightly and lowered his head.

That's right, he can't even protect himself, not even a little palace lady, what else can he do to repay her, she is a first-rank emperor teacher.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Ranli was stunned, and his whole body was full of decadence, Li Yunqing suddenly raised the corners of his lips, overflowing with a smile like a spring breeze in March: "Keep in mind today's poetry anthology, and write down the name of the prince who can't hand in the copy tomorrow. Every day Clean up the school and check the princes' homework."

The clear and light voice is like the most elegant ancient music, melodious in the quiet school.

"Okay! The student will definitely live up to the master's entrustment." Xuanyuan Ranli raised her head in surprise.

(End of this chapter)