Sister, you traveled through time too?

Cuizhi is willing to learn.

After discussing finding a teacher for Cuizhi that day, Xiaoyu invited the two best painters in the imperial city the next day.

Cuizhi is quite talented in painting.

But I am always not confident and always feel that my paintings are not good enough.

I have only studied for three or four days. How can one learn anything in one go?

Xiaoyu always advises her not to feel pressured and is never stingy with her praise for her.

Even though everyone and the teacher praised Cuizhi, she always felt that her painting was terrible.

No one will understand.

In Du Weizi's heart, His Highness is so beautiful that she would never be satisfied if she could not describe His Highness' beauty in detail.

She wanted to improve so much, to learn quickly, to draw the prince's figure that day as soon as possible.

"Cuizhi, please paint tomorrow. It hurts your eyes at night."

In the room, Cui Ling advised gently.

Cuizhi and Cuiling lived together in a small private room in the backyard. Unlike other maids, they did not have to live in other courtyards.

They were the only slaves who could live in Xiaoyuyuan.

This small private room in the backyard is not small, but rather spacious and tidy.

There are two large soft beds on both sides of the room.

A gorgeous beaded curtain divides the room into two halves.

One side belongs to Cuizhi, the other side belongs to Cuiling.

There were still candles burning on Cuizhi's side, and the floor was covered with drawing papers.

If an ordinary person saw this, they would probably be shocked.

You know, paper is very expensive, not to mention that Cuizhi uses the best and most delicate drawing paper.

Not to mention ordinary families, even those with considerable wealth would not dare to squander like this.

Xiaoyu also got a lot of pigments for Cuizhi, which were very difficult to obtain.

Cuizhi was very careful with her painting and would not add color until she was 100% satisfied.

The more she knew about His Highness's goodness, the more she dared not slack off, and the more she wanted to learn something new.

"Sister Ling, you go to sleep first. I'll practice some more." Xiao Cuizhi said, without even raising her head, still concentrating on sketching.

Cui Ling sighed, fearing that the girl's eyes would be damaged.

"Take my candle," she said, rising.

The candle that had been blown out long ago was lit up by Cuiling, who placed it on Cuizhi's table with a smile.

Cuizhi was touched and smiled foolishly, her eyes sparkling under the light.

The warmth and light of the candle made Cuizhi feel warm in her heart.

Cuizhi knew in her heart that Cuiling herself could bring more warmth to others than candles.

Each person had a quota of candles to receive. Cuiling was very frugal on weekdays and usually blew out the candles early.

Cuizhi understood Cuiling's good qualities, and she smiled and said that when she finished her learning, she would definitely draw many small paintings for Cuiling.

Cui Ling just smiled and nodded, then lay back down on the bed with relief.

There was a different emotion in her eyes, but she couldn't tell what it was.

Cui Ling curled up into a ball, looking at Cui Zhi quietly in the darkness.

The lights on Cuizhi's side were bright, and her whole body seemed to be glowing with the candlelight.

Cui Ling was still sleepless in the darkness.

It would be a lie to say that I am not envious.

She and Cuizhi entered the palace in the same year, and have been serving His Highness all these years.

In fact, Cuiling knew that His Highness liked Cuizhi more.

Cuizhi is lively, cheerful, bright and upright. If she were in his shoes, she would also prefer such a lively person.

She realized that she was too dull, not honest or likable enough.

In fact, she was not a child from a poor family, but was born into a small family of scholars.

Loved by parents and cherished by brothers.

Her name wasn't Cui Ling from the beginning. She also had a name, Lin Xuer.

It was His Highness who gave her and Cuizhi the same name.

She had been able to read and write since childhood and had read poetry and books. Her calm and introverted personality was established at that time.

I originally thought that life would go on like this, but my father fell seriously ill and died early.

After his father's death, news came from the border that his brother had died in battle.

Poor his brother, he died at such a young age without even marrying.

She never even saw her brother's body.

The mother couldn't bear the blow and cried until her eyes were blinded. Cuiling had to comfort her mother and support the family.

After selling her house and books, she started to make a living.

But the character that still remained, influenced by poetry and books, made her complacent in that situation and she could not make a living.

When you are rich and powerful, character is a kind of elegance that is praised by people.

But when one is hungry, character becomes a deadly burden.

I can't bear to bend, I don't want to give up, and I can't let it go.

When people are in trouble, the most taboo thing is to have high aspirations.

Because human life is thinner than paper.

Later, the mother could not bear the grief and passed away.

In order to buy a coffin for her mother, Cui Ling finally gave up her dignity and character and sold herself to the princess's mansion.

Becoming a slave was a helpless move for Cui Ling at that time.

But His Highness was kind and tolerant, and was very good to them. She gradually accepted the gap and served His Highness wholeheartedly.

Cuiling is good at observation and has a meticulous mind. Such people are very sensitive.

So she could clearly understand that His Highness treated her and Cuizhi differently.

She and Cuizhi were both first-class personal maids, but His Highness usually took Cuizhi with him when he went out, and he also preferred Cuizhi to serve him on weekdays.

She has always been aloof in her bones, and it's not her fault.

She couldn't be as lively and lovable as Cuizhi.

She is also loyal to His Highness, but she is more selfish.

There is nothing wrong with this; people are meant to be themselves.

There are only a few people like Cuizhi.

So no matter how good His Highness was to Cuizhi, she was just envious but never jealous.

She only blames herself.

Love is thick because of differences.

There is a difference in the goodness of your Highness.

She envied Cuizhi for having gained more, but she also understood that it was what Cuizhi deserved.

The night was long and she thought of her father and mother.

Thinking of the brother who always loved to buy her candy figures.

Thinking of them leaving her one by one.

She curled up in bed, covering her mouth tightly, afraid that she would make any noise and be seen by others.

But she didn't know that if you cover your mouth, something will run out of your eyes.

……

The next day, the midday sun arrived as promised.

Xiaoyu had just returned to the courtyard from Qiu Shui Ju in a sedan chair. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Cui Ling's dark circles under her eyes.

fish:?

She was wondering in her heart that Cuiling was a girl who went to bed early and got up early, and she took good care of her face, so it was impossible for her to allow dark circles to invade her eyes.

Xiaoyu was helped to wash and change clothes, and then he looked at Cuiling.

Could it be that I am too tired recently? Xiaoyu thought to herself.

"Cui Ling, bring me the box of Yuxia ointment from my cabinet." Xiaoyu said softly.

Cui Ling said yes respectfully, then took out the Yuxia ointment and handed it to Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu smiled and put the Yuxia ointment back into Cuiling's hand.

"Are you too tired recently? You have dark circles under your eyes."

"Take this, it's very useful. Apply it every day and get a good rest, and the dark circles will disappear."

Xiaoyu smiled gently and tapped Cuiling's little head lightly.

Yuxia cream is very valuable, and it is worth one ounce of gold. Your Highness doesn't have much in stock.

"This item is valuable, I cannot accept it." Cui Ling was stunned for a moment, then quickly refused.

"It's just that I didn't get enough rest. I'll just have a good rest and go to bed early these days."

"I, your servant, have no use for such a precious thing."

Cui Ling lowered her head and spoke respectfully. She was always like this, not fighting or competing.

Xiaoyu just looked at her gently. Cuiling was also loyal and meticulous in her conduct and work, and she never made any mistakes.

Xiaoyu likes Cuizhi, but he admires Cuiling more.

"You love beauty the most, how can you not accept it?"

"My Cui Ling is so considerate, why can't she use this mere skin care cream?"

"Even if it is the most precious thing in the world, it is worth it for my Cui Ling to use."

"Please accept it. If you don't, I will be angry."

Xiaoyu smiled and raised her eyebrows, the softness and brightness in her eyes once again illuminated Cuiling.

Cui Ling held the Yuxia ointment in her hand and looked at the prince in front of her, her nose feeling a little sore.

She bowed her head and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for caring about me."

"Your Highness, I will accept this."

She didn't even dare to look at His Highness, whose gentle eyes were so bright.

She felt embarrassed and thought that she shouldn't envy Cuizhi.

She sensitively blamed herself and hurriedly escaped under the pretext of going to prepare food.

Xiaoyu just looked at Cuiling's back, with a flash of sadness in his eyes.

Cui Ling always looked gray in her eyes.

I hope that one day, she can be truly bright and not shed tears.