Ye Youlan's daily life of traveling through time

What's going on?

"If Ruoyun tells the princess about this, will the princess misunderstand you?"

The Seventh Prince shook his head, his eyes determined: "She won't, she knows that I am not that kind of person."

Li Chuang was a little embarrassed. "That's good, otherwise Ruoyun would be upset about causing trouble for you and your wife. But I'm still very curious."

What are you curious about?

"Everyone saw how you and the princess got together. Now you trust each other so much, what's the secret to getting along?"

“There’s no secret, it’s just meeting the right person.”

Li Chuang and Ruoyun left the palace, got on the carriage, and shared the results of their conversation.

"The Seventh Prince said he would not hurt Ye Youlan, and he believed Ye Youlan would not misunderstand him."

"Ye Youlan also said that she believes in the Seventh Prince."

"I never thought that two people who were so incompatible would become so close and trust each other. I am really moved."

"We must trust each other in the future."

Neither Ye Youlan nor the Seventh Prince mentioned this matter. They were both working on their own things in the study, and would occasionally look up and see each other. When they were tired from work, they would sit on the low couch and drink tea and talk.

The Seventh Prince was curious: "Why is this couch so short and yet so large?"

Ye Youlan thought I didn't tell you that this is called a tatami. She smiled sweetly, "It's short so it's easy to get on and off, and it's wide so you can move around freely. You can sit or lie down here. I'll ask the embroidery room to make a few pillows someday. In the summer, I can lie down here with the sliding door open and enjoy the scenery. It would be even more perfect if I could listen to music."

Ye Youlan stood up and opened the sliding door, revealing the green willows and lotus flowers outside. Ye Youlan pulled the Seventh Prince to lie down and asked, "Isn't this comfortable?"

The Seventh Prince lay down and said, "It's really good. It would be even better if there were pillows. I'll ask Li Zhi to bring two pillows over."

Ye Youlan covered his mouth: "If you ask him to get the pillow now, what if he misunderstands?"

The Seventh Prince looked mischievous: "What's the misunderstanding?"

Ye Youlan hit him: "Hateful."

The Seventh Prince's hand flicked in the air and caught a mosquito: "The sliding door is open and a mosquito is coming in."

"Go close the sliding door. There needs to be a screen on it."

The Seventh Prince closed the sliding door, came over and pulled Ye Youlan up: "Let's go back to the house and talk."

"You're not copying Buddhist scriptures anymore?"

"The Emperor asked me to copy it, but he didn't tell me how many times I should copy it."

"The Emperor is quite kind."

The Dali Temple and Jingzhao Prefecture brought people to the academy to arrest people. At that time, Mr. Qiu Yang was giving a lecture in the school, and Li Zong was sitting beside him with his eyelids almost closed.

He went to Ren Yue's place last night, and after tossing and turning all night, he remembered that he hadn't seen Lanzhi for some time.

Ren Yue was not angry at all and said that Lanzhi didn't want to see him.

"How is that possible? That girl wouldn't want to see me?"

Ren Yue asked him to go to Lanzhi's room and ask, she didn't stop her, and besides, she had no right to stop her.

Li Zong got up early in the morning and left to look for Lanzhi.

Ren Yue was quite nice to Lanzhi and arranged a good room for her. He knocked on the door but Lanzhi refused to open it.

"Lanzhi, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you. Please open the door and let me see you."

Lanzhi cried inside: "It's not that I don't want you to come in, I just have pimples on my face recently, it's ugly, I'm afraid that after seeing me, you won't want to see me again."

"Then I'll come and accompany you when you're better."

Li Zong was dozing off and almost fell down. He was stunned for a moment and saw many soldiers coming in, pointing at Qiu Yang and wanting to take him away.

Qiu Yang stood up, but did not walk towards the officers and soldiers. Instead, he turned around, opened the window and jumped out. The students exclaimed and stood up to surround him.

Unexpectedly, there were also many officers and soldiers below. Mr. Qiu Yang suddenly collapsed to the ground and could not get up. An officer and soldier came forward to feel his breath, looked up and said, "He's dead."

Li Zong woke up from the shock he had just experienced: "What, what happened?"

No one paid any attention to him, and the officers and soldiers retreated.

The other teachers in the academy gathered around and expressed their pity. Some were puzzled: "Mr. Qiu is a very honest person, how could he have offended the government?"

Ren Qishan came back from outside only after Qiu Yang's body was carried away. After hearing about this, he threw the book to the ground, realizing that he had fallen into a trap.

Everyone in the emperor's study held their breath, waiting for the emperor to speak.

The emperor glanced at everyone, then looked at the Junior Official of the Dali Temple and said, "Lord Yang, please tell me."

"That Mr. Qiu Yang is not the real Mr. Qiu Yang. The real Mr. Qiu Yang died a month ago. The person impersonating him is actually a spy from Beimo. He's hiding in Jinghua Academy as Mr. Qiu Yang."

Everyone was surprised. The spy was hiding in the academy. Did Ren Qishan know about it?

"Mr. Qiu Yang is wearing a mask that looks so real it's hard for ordinary people to tell. Whether Ren Qishan knew about it or not still needs to be investigated."

Someone asked, "How did the Dali Temple know that Mr. Qiu Yang was in the academy?"

Someone looked at the emperor wisely and said, "Your Majesty is wise. I feel that your Majesty sent Li Zong to the academy not just to study, but for other tasks."

When a group of flatterers heard this, they followed suit and praised the emperor for his wisdom and bravery. The emperor couldn't deny it. His acquiescence made the ministers even more excited, and they kept praising him with all kinds of compliments.

Did Prime Minister Ye and the others feel like they couldn't stand it anymore? The flatterers all had a good relationship with Li Da, and now they were praising Li Zong to the heavens and the earth.

The emperor became more and more embarrassed as he listened, and asked them all to leave.

"Ye Aiqing, please stay."

When there were only two people left in the study, the emperor asked Prime Minister Ye what he thought about this matter.

"Your Majesty is wise."

The emperor sneered and said, "I dare not use that idiot Li Zong."

Prime Minister Ye pretended not to understand: "Your Majesty knows who it is?"

The emperor understood that Prime Minister Ye was pretending to be ignorant: "He is your good son-in-law, my good brother."

"Isn't he at home confined to reflect on his mistakes?"

"You don't understand your son-in-law, but I do understand my own brother. When Youlan was assassinated last time, I knew he would do something big. He's not one to suffer any loss. But this is also good. I want to see how Ren Qishan will explain it."

Prime Minister Ye stopped pretending and asked the emperor, "Are we really going to take action against Ren Qishan?"

"Don't worry, take your time. First, cut off the wings, then pull out the old roots."

Ren Qishan came to see the Queen Mother. She scolded him, "You are mentally ill. You actually accepted the Northern Desert spies into your academy. Are you kidding me with the lives of hundreds of people in your entire family?"

Ren Qishan knelt down and begged for mercy: "I am just a mountain head. How could I have known that he would impersonate Mr. Qiu Yang? Not only was I kept in the dark, but so many people in the academy have been with him for such a long time and didn't notice anything wrong. I can only say that the Northern Desert spies are too cunning."

The Queen Mother had no choice but to let Ren Qishan get up. She asked Ren Qishan to take the initiative to see the Emperor, take the responsibility, and she would speak for him.