A life of ups and downs is pure joy

Chaoyang Hall of the Dayan Imperial Palace.

"Empress, the best things have been sent to Hehuan Palace as you instructed."

The maid beside Wei Lan knelt behind her, combing her hair gently with a wooden comb and said.

"He Ye, do you think the Lord will stay in Hehuan Palace tonight?"

Wei Lan muttered as he looked at his own face in the bronze mirror, which was no less handsome than the one in Hehuan Palace.

"I dare not speak."

The senior palace maid He Ye replied timidly.

"Where is your Majesty now?"

"I just went to the Hehuan Palace with the young prince. I guess we had dinner together."

Lotus Leaf replied.

"The young prince has entered the palace."

"Go and fetch that painting and ask me to take another look at it."

Wei Lan said.

"Yes."

He Ye stood up and soon took out Lin Qinghuan's portrait from the inner hall and spread it out on the table. Two little palace maids helped Wei Lan walk over to the dressing table. He Ye dismissed the attendants and stayed alone to serve.

Wei Lan looked carefully at the face of the woman in the painting, who seemed as beautiful as an orchid fairy.

"Zhuang Ge'er doesn't look like her at all. Why would His Majesty allow her to live in Hehuan Palace?"

Wei Lan really couldn't understand it. The king was not a lustful person. Although there were countless beauties in his harem over the years, he only favored Fang Duoduo. Apart from a pair of eyes like the woman in the painting, Fang Duoduo was not beautiful.

And she, the queen of Dayan, was of the noblest bloodline in the foreign land of Shenzhou. Before she got married, the queen's stunning beauty could not compare to her eyes.

"I don't know either. I only know that she is the orphan daughter of Marquis Zhuang. This Zhuang family was once loyal to the old emperor, and later maintained close ties with the young prince."

He Ye told all the information he had heard.

"Tomorrow there will be a new young lady in the palace. With such a preference, what will the emperor confer upon her?"

Wei Lan asked again.

"This... no matter how partial I am, even if it doesn't start with the beauty, it should start with the ring!"

He Ye thought about it and said.

"I didn't know that the harem is about to start a new drama."

Wei Lan casually rolled up the fairy picture.

"Take it. If she fights hard, this painting will be useless."

Hehuan Hall.

Gong Kou Shi also got to eat her favorite pastries as she wished, and at this time she and Gong He Yu were listening to Zhuang Ge'er playing the piano comfortably.

"It's been three years, and I didn't know she played the guqin so well."

Gong Kou Shi whispered to her brother.

"I didn't know she could play the piano now."

Gong Heyu recalled that when Lin Qinghuan first came to Jinhan City and lived in the villa next to Fengqi Palace, he often went to see her. When he taught her to play the piano, this lazy girl kept complaining that her hands hurt and she was unwilling to learn.

"From now on, Brother Yu will play the piano, and Huan'er can draw. Don't bother learning, it's too difficult. This time, let my sister Wan play."

"Then where did this white jade flute come from?"

"I asked the musicians in the Queen's palace for it. They play it beautifully."

"My eldest brother is the best at playing the flute. If there's a chance next time, I'll let him play it once to open your eyes."

"I don't want to listen to that ice-faced guy playing the flute. I just want to listen to Brother Yu playing. This flute is just for show."

Gong Heyu looked at the woman playing the fishing boat tune in front of him and fell into deep thought of memories. He was also curious about where this woman learned such superb piano skills.

Zhuang Geer's song ended.

"It sounds so good. Why hasn't Xiaoge played a song for me in all these years we've been together?"

Gong Kou Shi looked at the woman walking towards them and said complainingly.

"Your Highness, Zhuang Ge'er has never seen a guqin before, either at home or in the palace, and she doesn't remember ever having the skill to play it."

Zhuang Ge'er looked at Gong Kou Shi and said with a smile in her eyes.

"Blam me, my king! Tomorrow I will find you the best guqin from Dayan."

The three of them sat opposite each other for a while, feeling a little awkward and suddenly not knowing what to say, each of them thinking about their own things.

"It's getting late, and since the East Five Gates are already closed, I will go to the Imperial Library to rest."

Seeing such a beautiful scene and the harmonious atmosphere, Gong Kou Shi stood up, patted her clothes and pretended to leave, not wanting to be an unnecessary person in front of her own brother.

Zhuang Ge'er looked at herself and Gong Heyu, who were the only ones left in the room, and felt a little at a loss for a moment.

"I didn't even get to taste any of the cakes you worked so hard to make. They were all eaten up by the greedy ghost."

Gong Heyu looked at the woman who was a little nervous about being with him, and felt both happy and uncomfortable.

The person in front of you is the person in your heart, but the person in your heart doesn’t remember you.

"If your Majesty likes it, I will make some more tomorrow. I wonder what flavor your Majesty likes?"

Zhuang Ge'er looked up and met the man's eyes that seemed to be full of stories.

There was tenderness, longing, joy and regret in his eyes.

"Can you make coconut yam cake?"

Gong Heyu said gently.

"Your Majesty likes this too."

Zhuang Ge'er said with some surprise that the emperor of Dayan actually had the same preferences as herself.

"Will you do it?"

At this moment, Gong Heyu wanted to hug his sister from the Lin family tightly in his arms, but reason told him that doing so would scare Miss Zhuang, who now remembered nothing.

"Yes, I learned it from the cook, especially since I like it."

"What else do you like?"

Gong Heyu asked.

"As long as it's not the bitter soup or medicine, I like it."

After Zhuang Ge'er finished speaking, Gong Heyu smiled dotingly and then gently lifted the woman's wrist.

"Let me take your pulse and see how long you need to drink the bitter medicine."

The Lord's fingers rested lightly on Zhuang Ge'er's wrist. She felt vaguely that this scene seemed very familiar. Looking at that handsome face, he looked even more heroic than the prince. Their eyes and mouths were the same. When they smiled, their eyes curved and the corners of their mouths turned up.

"You still have to continue taking the medicine, but this genius doctor can turn the bitter taste into sweetness."

Gong Heyu said jokingly.

"Miracle doctor."

Zhuang Ge'er realized that the king in front of her was joking with her, and she also laughed, no longer as reserved as before.

"Also, I took your pulse and found out that you can't eat hazelnuts, so you have to avoid them when making pastries."

Gong Heyu saw the walnut kernels on the table and continued.

"Your Majesty can even find out this. I was not aware of this."

Zhuang Ge'er looked at the man who was taking her pulse in surprise and said.

"I have already informed the imperial kitchen."

After Gong Heyu finished speaking, Zhuang Ge'er looked at him blankly. She didn't know why the almighty King of Dayan would treat her so specially. She was just a court lady sent by her father to serve the king.

After a moment of silence, Zhuang Ge'er began to feel confused again. She had moved into the Hehuan Palace and would serve the Lord from now on. It was already late, and what was he going to do tonight?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Ge'er couldn't help blushing again. The nanny in the palace had previously told her how to please her husband on her wedding night, but when it really came to this moment, she was too ashamed to imagine that scene.

"what are you thinking about?"

Gong Heyu tilted his head and looked at the woman who was blushing like a monkey's butt while thinking about something, and asked curiously.

"How shall I serve my Lord tonight?"

The woman, who was lost in her own shame, blurted out, then quickly covered her mouth and looked at Gong Heyu in horror.

Gong Heyu looked at the embarrassed look of the woman and couldn't help but smile. He reached out and gently touched the woman's head. He felt a long-lost sense of familiarity in his heart. His Huan'er was such a reckless and silly girl.

"fool."