After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Qing'er, who was grinding ink attentively, heard this and asked in a childish voice, "Miss, what is 'hour'?"

Shen Bingning kept writing with the brush in her hand, and patiently explained while writing quickly: "Hour is a unit of time measurement. One hour is equivalent to two hours now."

Although Qing'er was still confused about the word "unit", she didn't want to disturb her busy master, so she sensibly didn't continue to ask.

In the next two days, apart from necessary eating and resting, Shen Bingning devoted all her time to copying Buddhist scriptures, almost to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Meiren's birthday banquet was approaching. Qing'er gently reminded her, "Miss, it's time to change into your wedding attire."

Shen Bingning's hand holding the pen was already a little stiff, and she asked almost subconsciously: "What clothes should I change into?"

"Miss, you must wear a court dress to attend Concubine Yu's birthday banquet."

Shen Bingning raised her head. After staying up late for several days, her eyes were filled with fatigue. "When will the party end?"

"Usually the guests will leave after the hour of Xu."

It is not yet the hour of You, which means the banquet will last for more than two hours. During this time, she could have copied many precious scriptures.

Shen Bingning felt annoyed: "You help me deliver the gift, then tell me you have something to do and I won't go."

Qing'er's face showed an embarrassment: "Many ministers' families will be attending this banquet. If the young lady is absent from the three beauties in the palace, I'm afraid it will cause criticism from them."

Shen Bingning said nonchalantly: "Let them talk, I'm too lazy to deal with those gossips."

"But young lady, because of your background, many ministers opposed His Majesty letting you enter the palace. If you don't go this time, they will probably slander you again."

Shen Bingning paused with the pen in her hand, and she looked up and asked, "Will His Majesty depose me and drive me out of the palace?"

If this is true, perhaps it is a kind of relief. She can get rid of Xiao Yi's suppression, use her knowledge from the modern era, do some small business in this era, and slowly find a way to return to her own world.

Qing'er shook her head gently: "I don't know, but the deposed princesses of Yan Kingdom were always executed directly, not expelled from the palace."

Execution was not an outcome she could accept.

Shen Bingning immediately put down the pen in her hand, stood up and walked towards the inner room: "Change your clothes and get ready for the banquet."

The birthday banquet was held in the magnificent Chengde Hall. As soon as Shen Bingning stepped into the hall, she immediately attracted many curious and scrutinizing gazes.

Some people saluted from a distance, while others looked at him with contempt and quickly looked away after a quick glance.

Her original interpersonal relationships in the palace were obviously not ideal. No one took the initiative to approach her to talk to her. I really don’t know how she gradually won people’s hearts later.

Yu Meiren was talking to Mrs. Qin Xiang. When she saw Shen Bingning coming, she smiled and greeted her, "Sister Shen, you are here."

Shen Bingning handed over her blessing: "Sister Yu, happy birthday, I wish you all the best."

Yu Meiren was wearing a light yellow palace dress, which softened her originally cold face. "Thank you, Sister Shen."

Mrs. Qin bowed, and although there was no obvious contempt in her eyes, she revealed an imperceptible sense of alienation.

The purpose of Shen Bingning's trip was only to attend the banquet and she had no intention of interacting with anyone.

After nodding slightly to Mrs. Qin, she walked straight to her seat, closed her eyes, and tried to take a short rest in this short time.

Fan Yun'er's attention was drawn to Shen Bingning from the moment she stepped into the hall.

She saw Shen Bingning sitting alone in the corner, looking extremely tired, and a trace of sympathy welled up in her heart.

She gave a polite smile to the ladies around her who were having a lively conversation, then slowly stood up and walked towards Shen Bingning.

"Miss Shen, I am honored to be here."

Shen Bingning opened her slightly confused eyes and saw the woman in front of her wearing an elegant green dress. She had a gentle and generous temperament. The most attractive thing was her eyes that were full of admiration and friendliness.

"Have we met before?" Shen Bingning asked doubtfully.

When Fan Yun'er heard this, she couldn't help but feel a little happy.

"I am the wife of Prince Yong. Miss Shen, you can just call me Yun'er."

Prince Yong? Shen Bingning pondered in her heart.

Qing'er whispered in her ear, "Prince Yong is your Majesty's cousin."

So that’s how it is, he is a royal relative.

Shen Bingning thought to herself, the old saying is right, smiling and welcoming people will not suffer any loss, so she stood up, and was a little speechless for a moment, and finally she could only squeeze out a sentence: "Madam is really beautiful."

Fan Yun'er's face flushed slightly, "No, no, Miss Shen's elegance is beyond my reach."

Shen Bingning found this Madam Fan quite interesting. "Madam, why did you come to see me? Is there anything special?"

"I can't put down Miss Shen's Ode to the Peony, and I recite it several times every day."

Fan Yuner took a precious rare book from the maid Tao and said, "This is a gift I specially prepared for Miss Shen. Although it is only a rare book from the previous dynasty, I hope Miss Shen will not dislike it."

Shen Bingning wanted to decline politely, because she knew very well that this unique copy might not be able to realize its true value in her hands. However, looking at Fan Yuner's expectant eyes, she still found it difficult to say no.

"Thank you for your kindness, ma'am."

Thinking that she didn't have a suitable gift in return, Shen Bingning promised: "Since I couldn't prepare a gift today, I will definitely make it up to you someday."

Fan Yuner waved her hand quickly, "Miss Shen is too polite, no need to return the gift."

"It's so lively here!" Miss Zheng walked into the hall wearing a bright rose-red palace dress and instantly became the focus of the whole audience.

Everyone in the hall stood up and saluted, "Your Highness greets Miss Zheng."

Shen Bingning sighed inwardly, the world is fickle and people's hearts are no longer the same. The trend of climbing up the powerful and bullying the weak is like the changing of the seasons. It has been like this since ancient times, both in China and abroad, and it is really sad.

Miss Zheng slowly looked around, her bright eyes finally fixed on Shen Bingning, and she walked towards her with firm steps.

Her eyes swept across the rare book tightly held in Qing'er's hand. A hint of disdain appeared on the corner of her mouth. She said coldly: "You are just a lowly person. How can a shallow person like you reach such a precious book?" Her words were full of arrogance and contempt.

Shen Bingning's brows knitted tightly together when she heard this, with confusion and dissatisfaction interweaving in her heart, "Why are you here? Weren't you ordered to stay at home?"

There was a hint of disbelief and a subtle hint of vigilance in her voice.