Quick Wear: The saints are too miserable, the host will never be soft-hearted

It was another early morning day. Lu Yi put on his court attire and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the table full of breakfast.

Her good mood comes from every novel dessert.

After Lu Lin sat down, she also stretched out her hand and was held by Huaxin and placed on the seat. She wanted to use it with her aunt.

There were only two people sitting at the table, not Liu Qiqi.

Without Lu Yi's summons, all of Liu Qiqi's actions were carried out in Yuanzhuyuan where he lived.

You can't just wander around the mansion easily.

Xiaoyue, standing aside, thought about what the people below reported and looked at Lu Yi hesitantly.

After a few seconds, she made up her mind, stopped using her chopsticks to serve the food, and said:

"Your Highness, Servant Liu arrived at the palace yesterday afternoon. When he moved into the courtyard, he caused a scene and said... he wanted to move to another courtyard."

"Well, he's been making a lot of noise. Have someone keep an eye on him. Don't pay any attention to his requests. Just reject them."

"Yes." Xiaoyue once again confirmed that His Highness's attitude towards Liu Qiqi was really different from before.

I just hope that Your Highness’s mind won’t change again.

She took some time to tell the sisters in the kitchen not to be too strict with their diet in the early stages.

At least wait for some time.

If His Highness still doesn't change his mind, then she can just watch the sisters in the kitchen take revenge and redress their grievances one by one.

Xiaoyue stopped worrying and continued to work with peace of mind while holding her chopsticks.

Lu Yi keenly noticed the red marks on Lu Lin's hand holding the chopsticks and asked:

"You were practicing calligraphy before I went to bed yesterday. Why are your hands still red and swollen? What time did you get up in the morning?"

Lu Lin put down his chopsticks, hid his hands under the table, and said calmly:

"Aunt, I got up a little earlier than you. I haven't touched a pen in a long time. I almost forgot all the characters my father taught me. I want to practice more."

This was the first time Lu Yi met a child who loved studying so much.

"You should also take care of your health. You are still young, so don't ruin your health by studying hard."

Lu Yi was conflicted, but finally felt that she shouldn't stop her child's ambition.

It is a good thing that Lu Lin studies hard and likes to practice calligraphy.

I just didn't care. There was a doctor in the mansion anyway, who would come to pay his respects and take my pulse every once in a while.

Lu Yi concentrated on eating his breakfast.

During this period, Lu Lin actively sought advice from the literary teacher in the mansion, wishing he could suck the teacher's brain dry like a sponge.

That kind of hard-working spirit actually attracted Lu Yi.

Usually after playing chess, Lu Yi would take the two chess books and study them carefully. He would even set up a chessboard and play chess with himself.

Once you immerse yourself in it, time passes like sand in the palm of your hand, and a lot of time has passed without you noticing.

If Xiaoyue hadn't come over and mentioned Liu Qiqi that day, Lu Yi would never have thought of her once.

"Your Highness, there's a commotion over at Yuanzhu Garden."

Lu Yi found Xiaoyue's serious expression a little funny.

She swallowed the almond biscuit in her mouth, placed another piece on the chessboard, and asked patiently, "What's going on?"

Xiaoyue continued to frown seriously. If it wasn't a big noise, she wouldn't bother His Highness.

"Liu Shijun said that the food delivered every day was too bad and he really couldn't eat it."

"Also, Lord Liu said he missed Your Highness day and night, and his heart ached terribly. He wanted to see Your Highness."

Xiaoyue recalled that when she went to Yuanzhu Garden, she saw Liu Shijun, who looked disheartened and in tears.

Fearing that Lord Liu might be in danger, he hurried to report to His Highness.

Heartache?

Lu Yi laughed and uttered the classic line: "If you have a heartache, go see the palace doctor. I'm not a doctor, so what's the point of seeing me?"

Xiaoyue looked at Lu Yi's expression and said hesitantly in a low voice:

"Servant Liu said that if he couldn't see His Highness again, he might die of pain."

Lu Yi waved his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with an indifferent expression on his face.

"Have a few servants keep an eye on him. If anything seems wrong, ask the palace doctor to treat him immediately. There's no need to report this kind of thing again."

In the original owner's memory, Liu Qiqi was very precious about his life.

The heartache she was complaining about now was probably a false ailment.

Lu Yi did not intend to completely ignore the unfounded problem.

Wherever other aspects are lacking, the court doctor has provided Yuanzhuyuan with the right ones!

It's still early days. Death would be a relief, but her points would be gone.

A young voice sounded, actively offering advice to Liu Qiqi:

"When you go over, take a pot of brown rice and barley soup and give it to the servant to drink, so that he won't be in pain and disturb my aunt's meal."

"I guarantee that after drinking one pot, the pain will go away immediately. Mother always gives me this to drink. It is the most effective way to calm my nerves."

After drinking a whole pot, you will not even have the energy to speak, so naturally you will not cry out in pain anymore.

Lu Lin turned to Lu Yi and explained.

She didn't like Liu Shijun, the wife of her aunt, very much, although she had never seen him.

But over the past month, Liu Shijun always caused some small troubles.

In fact, he was just trying to attract his aunt to his yard!

In Lu Lin's opinion, Liu Shijun was no different from those women playing tricks in the backyard. Before, someone wanted to snatch her father away from her, and now someone wanted to snatch her aunt away from her.

She wouldn't let that happen.

Lu Lin lowered her head and continued to practice calligraphy. She was still too weak and her words had no weight.

She has to continue working hard, studying hard, and growing up quickly.

Lu Yi raised his hand, motioning Xiaoyue to go down and cook the soup first. His eyes fell on the square black words written by Lu Lin on the paper, and a subtle suspicion flashed through his mind.

Speaking of which, Lu Lin is completely different from an ordinary three-year-old child.

She is mature, steady, smart and studious.

Now I have also mastered the use of brown rice and barley soup to treat heart pain!

Lu Yi closed the chess manual and casually asked, "Master Wen taught you everything. Do you know it all?"

After seeing Lu Lin nod, Lu Yi asked again:

"So are you still planning on studying for six hours today? Wouldn't that be too much?"

"Volume? Auntie, what story does the word 'volume' come from? Which book is it recorded in? I've never heard of it."

Lu Yi drank the almond milk in the bowl, wiped his mouth and said casually: "I mean to praise your hard work."

"You must continue to study and work hard in your liberal arts, but you must not let your body fail. In two years, when you are five years old, your aunt will go and hire a martial arts master."

"Auntie, don't wait two years. I really want to learn now."

Lu Lin's eyes were full of desire to learn new things, regardless of whether they were civil or military.

She raised her head, her eyes full of sincerity.

Lu Yi was involved again and nodded in agreement immediately, "Okay."

Just think of it as cultivating the skills of a child.

In a few days she will ask the Queen for another martial arts teacher.

Far Bamboo Garden.

Liu Qiqi's eyes were sparking with anger as she glared at the brown rice and barley soup brought by the maid.

"I said! No! Don't you slaves understand what I'm saying?"