Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Yu Xiaoqiao lowered her eyes and smiled slightly. She did not stop what she was doing and continued distributing gifts, saying softly.

"Although I am not as lavish as the Taifu Mansion, I am not stingy. In this world, one person's honey may be another's poison. What you don't like may be liked by others. Sincerity is enough!"

"Xiao Qiao, you are amazing! You are good at mathematics, and you can also make skin care products. You are actually doing business?" Fang Zhiling's eyes were shining and her face was full of admiration.

"Tsk, you can just do a few math problems, and you think you're proud of doing business? You're not even good enough, just a salesman, huh!" Xiao Qingdai turned up her nose.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

There was a knock on the door outside the house.

"Princess Anping, the Queen said that the skin care products from Zirongtang are particularly effective. The previous order has not arrived yet. When I heard that you brought some, I sent me here to ask you for some." The Queen's maid bowed and saluted.

When everyone heard this, their eyes immediately changed.

"I have some more in my room. I'll go get them." Yu Xiaoqiao handed the last set of gifts to Dai Zishan, raised the corners of her lips and smiled faintly.

As soon as Yu Xiaoqiao walked out of the house, Li Lingyan pulled her aside and said, "Let's go!"

"What?" Yu Xiaoqiao asked curiously.

Li Lingyan said softly, "Practice the piano."

"I have to go to the Queen Mother... Oh, so you were the one who forged the Queen Mother's decree?!" Yu Xiaoqiao looked at the maid standing in the distance and understood what she meant.

Li Lingyan covered her mouth and pulled her away.

When the two of them walked into a room, the zither had been set up and Si Wenming was already sitting in front of it.

“You can’t paint, but you can still draw a chicken pecking at rice. You can’t play the zither, but you can’t even pluck a single note.” Li Lingyan pushed Yu Xiaoqiao to sit.

"No, if you can use your fingers, don't use your wrists. If you can use your wrists, don't use your arms. If you can use your arms, don't use your shoulders. It should be like this..." Si Wenming shook his head and said softly.

"You're so stupid!" Li Lingyan handed Yu Xiaoqiao a glass of water and said contemptuously.

Yu Xiaoqiao took the water cup and took a sip. "This is the guzheng. I have no basic skills. Even if I practice all night, I still can't play a single song!

He smiled dotingly, his eyes like water, and said, "It doesn't matter, learn as much as you can."

Si Wenming's slender white hands stroked the strings, as if they were kissed by God.

Just plucking the strings casually, fresh notes flow out from your fingertips, refreshing and cool.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Zheng, tilted her neck, and sighed, "It's so hard to be a princess or a county lady!"

"Don't worry, you are so smart, you will definitely learn it once you learn it!" Si Wenming scratched Yu Xiaoqiao's nose lightly and said softly.

Yu Xiaoqiao sighed and thought: I am a famous scientist, not a famous musician!

"Then you two, teach slowly, learn slowly, I... I'll go busy myself first." Li Lingyan's heart trembled, his face froze, he felt a little annoyed, and said directly.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Li Lingyan and waved her hand gently.

Li Lingyan walked out of the room and closed the door. He then quickly turned around and wanted to open the door, but stopped, slapped himself in the face, and hurried away.

Yu Xiaoqiao watched Li Lingyan leave and was lost in thought for a moment.

"Number seven pushes five sticks forward, number nine pushes five sticks forward again, repeat two sticks..." Si Wenming stroked her hand and gestured.

As if an electric current was drilling into her heart from her fingers, Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Si Wenming's serious expression and asked softly, "Are you afraid that I will be embarrassed tomorrow?"

Si Wenming held Yu Xiaoqiao's hand tightly, his scorching eyes seemed to focus on Wen Yueze, and he said softly: "I am not proud enough, how can I be ashamed!"

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at the guzheng and thought: In the face of reality, one must always submit.

Study hard, you academic master!

Si Wenming's slender fingers stroked the strings of the zither, and the fragrance was so dense that it blurred the soft light in her eyes. A smile spread from the corners of her lips.

No matter how badly Yu Xiaoqiao played or how many mistakes he made, his handsome face was always filled with a gentleness and his brows were always relaxed.

Even that "wrong" and "not right" were extremely gentle, like a spring breeze rippling in the heart.

I don’t know how long I practiced, but the bright moon was already high in the night sky.

Si Wenming stood by the west window, watching the moonlight pouring in.

Yu Xiaoqiao stared at him intently, and her eyes seemed to see through him and see him a few months ago - under the warm moonlight, in a white brocade robe!

I lowered my eyes and smiled, my heart beating fast!

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, a string broke and Yu Xiaoqiao screamed "Ah".

Si Wenming hurriedly moved closer, picked up the finger, put it in his mouth, and sucked it gently.

Then, he found some medicine to stop the bleeding, tore off the lining, and bandaged the cut finger.

So gentle!

Si Wenming lightly scratched Yu Xiaoqiao's nose and said softly, "How stupid! Be careful!"

Yu Xiaoqiao's eyes were hazy, and there was a glimmer of light in them.

Si Wenming said hurriedly: "Not stupid, not stupid, the smartest!"

Yu Xiaoqiao waved her hands and shook her head, tears struggling to flow out.

Yu Xiaoqiao grabbed Si Wenming's sleeve and wiped away her tears, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "No, I just thought of my mother. When I was a child, she bandaged me like this and said the same thing. I haven't heard anyone say this for many years. I miss her so much."

Si Wenming hugged her into his arms, his eyes full of tenderness, and said in a voice as gentle as jade: "Don't be afraid, I'll be there for you from now on..."

Yu Xiaoqiao wiped her tears and broke free from Si Wenming's arms.

Li Lingyan stood outside the house for a long time, his eyes full of loneliness!

"It's too late, I'll go back first!" Yu Xiaoqiao said softly.

Si Wenming said "hmm" and sent her back.

Li Lingyan saw the door move and flew away.

……

Yu Xiaoqiao tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

She unbandaged her hand and stared at the lining in a daze.

After a while.

She took out the small tripod and looked it over.

Suddenly, a dart flew over. Yu Xiaoqiao came to her senses to catch the dart, and her finger was cut again.

Yu Xiaoqiao opened the note on the dart - come to Anfang quickly, Chu Wan is in danger.

Yu Xiaoqiao was about to rush out of the door, but unexpectedly, blood from the wound dripped onto the small tripod.

A white light flashed and Yu Xiaoqiao fainted.

……

"Your Majesty, a large number of merchant ships transporting cotton from the south have run aground and capsized. On board are thousands of kilograms of cotton ordered by the palace and the imperial guards. The cold winter is approaching, how can we prepare for the winter?" The Minister of Revenue, Chu Jiansu, reported loudly with an ugly expression and bloodshot eyes.

The emperor's expression suddenly changed, as gloomy as an iron plate in the severe winter. "When did the boat capsize?"

"October 9th, in Suzhou." Chu Jiansu said slowly.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation? The ninth day of the tenth month?

Why am I here?

Isn’t it just the beginning of September? Isn’t October 9th a month later?

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty!" Yu Xiaoqiao bowed and saluted.

But no one paid any attention.

Yu Xiaoqiao tried various things, only to realize that they couldn't see her, let alone hear her speak.

Could it be that I traveled to a month later? Is the Xiaoyu Ding also a time traveler?

Yu Xiaoqiao came out of the Yangxin Palace and wandered around.

Seeing Si Wenming approaching, Yu Xiaoqiao waved her arms and shouted, "Wenming, Si Wenming!"

Neither can I see nor hear.

Yu Xiaoqiao watched Si Wenming pass through her body.

He was in a hurry and his face was serious.

At this time, Yu Xiaoqiao noticed that the eldest princess Li Qiongyao was standing on the bridge not far away.

All alone!

The setting sun was like a glass of spilled wine, immersing her figure in a slight drunkenness.

Yu Xiaoqiao walked onto the bridge and looked carefully.

Her face was pale, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes contained incomprehensible emotions.

Like loneliness, like sadness, like love, like resentment...

Li Qiongyao stroked the bridge pillar gently, as gently as if she was caressing her lover.