Ye Youlan's daily life of traveling through time

"That Qiao Ling doesn't look very stable, but Li Zhi is very honest."

Ye Youlan stood opposite the Seventh Prince, slapped her hand on the table and said, "Qiao Ling is not unstable, she is just simple-minded. When she sees a good-looking man, she tends to have wild thoughts. But as long as she is guided correctly, she can still make sense.

Li Zhi is too dull and too strict. He needs a girl who is a little more lively to accompany him throughout his life, otherwise his life will be too boring.

The Seventh Prince agreed: "When I wasn't with you, life was also boring."

Ye Youlan immediately retorted, "How can your life be boring? You led the troops to defend Chubei, and after returning to the capital, you indulged yourself in the life of drunkenness and debauchery in Jinguifang. How many people envy you, and you still say your life is boring? You really don't know how to appreciate the blessings you have."

The Seventh Prince put away his smile. Ye Youlan continued to talk cheerfully, leaning against the desk with her back to him, "If it were me, I would wake up laughing in my dreams if I saw beautiful women and handsome men every day. It would be impossible for me to be bored."

A big hand grasped her waist and pushed her onto the table. Her feet were raised in the air, and she saw a pair of deep, resentful eyes staring at her.

She quickly covered her mouth: "I'm talking nonsense, don't be angry."

"late."

The man pulled her hand away.

"This is the study, don't mess around."

The Seventh Prince whispered, "It's not like we haven't done it in the study before?"

Ding Xiang's voice outside rescued Ye Youlan: "Madam Feng, please see me for something."

Ye Youlan pushed the Seventh Prince away: "What's wrong with Feng Xiaoyu? I'll go and see."

The Seventh Prince straightened her clothes and said, "Thank goodness your hair isn't messed up. Go ahead!"

Feng Xiaoyu was sitting in the flower hall, looking uneasy. When she saw the princess coming out, she quickly bowed.

Ye Youlan gestured for her to sit down and talk, and asked her if she had anything to do.

"My parents have been in the capital for a while. I received a letter yesterday asking me to go there. I wanted my husband to accompany me, but he said he's busy here and can't leave. I don't think he can afford to ask the prince for leave, so I shamelessly asked the princess for a favor."

When Ye Youlan heard this, she thought it was a good thing. Mr. Song had been busy since he came here, so it would be okay for him to take this opportunity to take a break.

Feng Xiaoyu asked happily, "Is it really possible?"

Ye Youlan nodded: "Mr. Song agrees that you can leave at any time and come back at any time. I can make the decision on this matter."

Feng Xiaoyu returned home with a happy face and told her husband that the princess agreed that he could return to Beijing.

Song Wen froze and said unhappily, "Who told you to go find the princess? You go if you want. I won't be going back anyway. And the princess and the prince will be able to return to the capital for a short stay at the end of the year. Wouldn't it be nice if we could go back together then?"

Feng Xiaoyu's smile froze, and she felt a little aggrieved: "I've never been to the capital before, and it took me eight or nine days to wander around on this road. Aren't you worried about me?"

"What is there to worry about in this peaceful and prosperous age? I will ask the prince for two guards to escort you to the capital. You will stay there until the end of the year, and then we will return together."

Feng Xiaoyu sneered: "Husband, why did you marry me?"

Song Wen said impatiently: "I've told you so many times, it's because I like you, I like your personality, you are not competitive, you are gentle and virtuous."

Feng Xiaoyu's lips trembled, and she held back some words.

Song Wen came over and put his arm around her shoulders. "Be good, be obedient. My career here is just starting to take off, and I want to make further progress so that I can have the confidence to go to the capital in the future. You know why I came here in the first place. If I go back with you this time, I don't know how we'll be laughed at when we meet acquaintances. The officialdom in the capital is much more complicated than here."

Feng Xiaoyu calmed down and agreed with her husband's words. She no longer dwelled on the matter and went to pack her luggage.

Song Wen thought of Xiaobao's request and asked Feng Xiaoyu what she thought of Xiaobao. What would it be like for Caiwei to marry Xiaobao?

Feng Xiaoyu looked disgusted and said, "Xiao Bao is not suitable. Caiwei has been with me since she was a child. We are like sisters. I don't plan to let her get married."

Song Wenxin missed a beat: "What do you mean, you want her to be an old maid?"

Feng Xiaoyu took Song Wen's hand and said, "When I get pregnant, I'll let her serve you."

Song Wen's face flushed, and he didn't dare look at Feng Xiaoyu: "Madam, don't joke. I only have you in my heart, no one else. Otherwise, I wouldn't open my mouth for Xiao Bao."

"I know, but I am serious about taking Caiwei into my room. However, there is a prerequisite, that is, I have to be pregnant, so you have to work hard."

So Song Wen tried his best to behave himself on the two nights before Feng Xiaoyu left. After seeing Feng Xiaoyu off, he slept soundly all day, got up and told Xiaobao to go to Lanke Girls' Academy to see if there was any girl he liked, but he could forget about Caiwei.

"Why? Caiwei and I had a good chat."

"Did she say she would marry you?"

Xiao Bao shook his head: "That's not the case."

Song Wen was secretly delighted, but he remained calm on the surface: "Xiao Bao, a forced melon is not sweet. You have already learned a lesson from the matter of Xiao Hong, so don't force Cai Wei anymore."

Xiao Bao looked at Mr. Song and felt that his attitude today was very strange.

"Mr. Song, do you want to take Caiwei into your room as a concubine?"

Song Wen was startled, but immediately covered it up and said, "Let's wait until Madam and Caiwei come back. You should behave well during this period."

When Xiao Bao saw that Mr. Song did not deny it, he felt a little disappointed. If he intended to take a concubine, he would have no competitiveness at all.

Song Wen asked Xiaobao to take good care of the refugees as he would need them to do something soon.

Xiao Bao held out his two hands, and Song Wen handed him another banknote, admonishing him, "Don't reveal your target. You still need to disguise yourself when you go to see them."

"Don't worry, they're dressed differently every time I see them."

Qiao Ling's favorite part was the afternoon physical education class. Thirty girls stood in three rows on the school's martial arts field, training with Li Zhi. Li Zhi didn't dare look at them, always standing behind them or demonstrating the moves with his back to them. She felt that Li Zhi was a very upright man, unlike Mr. Song, who still stared at women even after getting married.

Coming back from the academy, they walked one in front and one behind. If Qiao Ling walked fast, he would walk fast; if Qiao Ling walked slowly, he would walk slowly, and so on, they went back to their respective homes.

That night, Qiao Ling brought over some pancakes made by her mother. Aunt Li and her family were sitting in the yard eating and invited Qiao Ling to sit down and eat with them.

Qiao Ling told everyone about the interesting and fun things in the academy. Li Zhu's wife was very envious and she also wanted to learn to read.

"Sister Erni, I can teach you."

"Okay!"

So every night Qiao Ling came to teach Erni, teaching her the words she could recognize and write. Erni was smarter than her and could learn them quickly. Qiao Ling was a little worried that she couldn't recognize enough words to teach her in one day.

When she saw Li Zhi coming out, she called out, "Guard Li, how do you pronounce this word?"

Li Zhi came over to take a look and said, "This character is pronounced Yong."

Gradually, four people began to study together in the courtyard: Li Zhi taught Qiao Ling, Qiao Ling taught Er Ni, and Er Ni taught Li Zhu. Aunt Li and Uncle Li sat by and laughed.

What often breaks this harmonious scene is the hoarse voice of Mrs. Qiao next door: "Ling, go home."