The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

"Xiaohui, bring me the pavilion you carved. I'll paint it myself."

After delivering the underwear, Fei Wan left it alone and continued to recuperate.

She wanted to win the emperor's heart, but she herself was calm.

Tired after taking a walk that day, she sat down on the rose chair covered with soft brocade cushions and prepared to do some handicrafts.

It's a good place to rest and relax.

Xiaohui quickly brought the rockery pavilion she carved.

All the unfinished ornaments from the night of the witchcraft ceremony have now been completed.

The rockery pavilion is exquisite and lifelike, and the little figure representing the emperor is also completed and lifelike. Standing side by side with the little figure of the woman, it is lively and vivid.

It seems like I can hear the sound of them talking.

"So lovely."

Although she has watched it many times, Fei Wan is still sincerely amazed every time she watches it.

Xiaohui, who possessed such excellent skills, died silently in her previous life.

It has always been the case that people are cannibalized in the deep palace.

As a person at the bottom of society, if you make the people above you unhappy, they won’t care what skills you have or whether you are kind.

If I want you to die, you will die.

Fei Wan took a small brush and carefully applied transparent varnish to the ornaments while thinking about the various people and things in the palace.

Think about how to be faster and become the best person.

Don't let others decide your life and death at will.

"My lady, Changle Palace sent someone to deliver some top-quality pine smoke ink."

The new palace maid Xiangyi came to the inner room door with a brocade box in her hand to report.

Xiaohui went over to take the brocade box and took out a few ink sticks from it to show Feiwan.

"Her Majesty the Consort really wants me to practice my calligraphy well."

Fei Wan smiled sarcastically.

Let Xiangyi go out and reward the palace maid from Changle Palace who delivered the ink, and then send her away.

"Why didn't Linglong come this time? The Concubine Xian only sent an ordinary errand maid?" Xiao Hui was puzzled. "Doesn't she want to see if the young lady has completed the calligraphy book?"

Ordinary palace maids were generally not allowed to enter the house.

Naturally, it is impossible to check whether Fei Wan has practiced the copy of Prince Huanhua.

Fei Wan said, "The Concubine Xian wants to use me to discredit the Queen, but she doesn't want to be too deliberate and let me notice. If I think it's inappropriate, I can simply throw the calligraphy aside, and her efforts will be in vain."

Xiao Hui suddenly realized, "So she just sent someone to deliver ink sticks to continue to inspire the young lady's enthusiasm for calligraphy, but she didn't urge her in person."

exactly.

"But what if the young master has never practiced?"

"She will probably find opportunities and find ways to urge me on."

But Fei Wan felt that Concubine Xian's methods were too soft.

If we only rely on a piece of calligraphy to provoke others, it will only serve as a prelude and make the emperor even more disgusted with the group of civil officials.

I hope Concubine Xian and the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion have some tricks up their sleeves.

And it is the kind of follow-up move that can, after laying the groundwork in the early stages, inflict heavy damage on the Queen's faction!

Only when the two sides fight fiercely can Fei Wan benefit.

"Then, my lady, should we use this ink stick?" Xiaohui asked.

"Of course. We should not let down Her Majesty's kindness."

Fei Wan picked up a stick of ink that had a faint fragrance and squinted her eyes to look at it carefully.

Something of this quality is worth a fortune, so don't waste it!

So in the evening, when Fei Wan had nothing to do, he practiced calligraphy with the newly acquired ink stick.

Young Master Huanhua was well-known for his talent and had a beautiful handwriting that was elegant and unique in style, but Fei Wan did not like it when she saw it.

Just like some people are obviously very beautiful, but when you meet them, you just can’t like them.

Temperament is a very subtle thing.

Fei Wan felt that Mr. Huanhua's handwriting looked very disgusting, and there was a feeling of disgust that she couldn't describe.

If it weren't for the expectations of Concubine Xian, she wouldn't practice this kind of calligraphy.

After writing half a page carelessly, she stopped to drink tea.

Suddenly, I found a figure standing outside the partition curtain.

After being startled, I suddenly realized who it was.

She just pretended not to see it.

He called Xiaohui, who was making the bed in the inner room, and said, "Come over and take a look. Is my handwriting better than it was a few days ago?"

After saying that, he lowered his head and looked at the rice paper carefully.

Xiaohui walked out of the inner room and when she looked up and saw the bright yellow robe outside the partition, she immediately knelt down to pay her respects.

But the emperor waved his hand to signal him to leave.

Xiao Hui had no choice but to pretend that she hadn't seen anything and walked carefully to Fei Wan's side: "My lady..."

I just hope that the young lady will look up quickly, because the emperor is coming!

Fei Wan just pulled her to look at the paper.

"Look carefully, good is good, bad is bad, don't try to trick me, okay?"

"Yes, my lord."

Xiaohui nervously helped Feiwan look at the words, commenting that this one looked good and that one was a little crooked.

After hearing this, Fei Wan said happily, "So, overall, it's better than before, right?"

"much better."

"Then I'll continue practicing!"

Fei Wan was overjoyed. "It seems that this calligraphy book that the Concubine Xian gave me can really help me write well. When I can write better, I will write a big "Fu" character for Your Majesty. Your Majesty will definitely praise me!"

The girl's innocent and beautiful appearance made Xiao Yu's heart beat faster when he saw her outside the curtain.

It turned out that this girl was secretly practicing calligraphy in the house in order to write the word "Fu" for him.

Just to get a compliment from him.

cough!

He coughed lightly.

He walked into the house with his hands behind his back.

"His Majesty?!"

Fei Wan looked extremely shocked.

I was stunned for a moment.

After coming to his senses, he rushed forward to greet Xiao Yu and did not let him go to the desk. He pulled his sleeve and went into the inner room.

"Your Majesty, why are you here so late? Come and see if the flowers I arranged today are beautiful. Come this way..."

Xiao Yu found her flustered and just laughed it off.

He chose not to go to the inner room, but walked directly to the desk and said with a smile: "The handwriting is quite nice."

"His Majesty……"

Fei Wan was both embarrassed and angry. Above her veil, her bright eyes were sparkling with tears, looking very touching.

"Your Majesty, please don't look at me... My handwriting is ugly and I haven't practiced it well yet."

She walked over and took a clean piece of rice paper, quickly covering her own writing. "Would you mind taking a look at it when I've written it properly?"

Xiao Yu chuckled: "Why are you crying so anxiously? Why don't you let me see it?"

Fei Wan lowered her head in shame and tried to blink back her tears, but failed.

Two crystal teardrops fell on the paper, soaking it and spreading it.

The voice sounded very aggrieved.

"Your Majesty, please do not despise my vulgarity... I am not well versed in poetry and literature, and am far behind the other ladies. I originally wanted to secretly practice good calligraphy to surprise Your Majesty...

But I've only practiced for a few days, and my handwriting is so ugly that His Majesty has seen it all!

Why didn't Your Majesty send anyone to inform you and always barge into my room..."

Xiao Yu felt both amused and distressed when he heard this.

I couldn't help but reach out and hold Fei Wan in my arms.

Caressing her slender shoulders.

"Okay, don't cry. Your handwriting is not ugly. Practice more and it will be good in the future."

"But...I'm afraid it will take a long time to master it."

Fei Wan gently rested her head on the emperor's shoulder and sighed fragilely, "If by then, His Majesty has grown tired of me..."

"How could I hate you?"

"There are many concubines in the palace, and I am just the most insignificant one."

Fei Wan hugged the emperor's thin waist tightly, expressing her fear to the fullest.

The more a man feels that a woman cherishes him, the more he will cherish her.

She whispered softly in the emperor's arms.

But he turned his head and winked at Xiaohui.

Xiaohui understood.

Before leaving according to the rules, she quickly tidied the desk and fulfilled her duty as a maid.

However, the calligraphy of Master Huanhua was placed in the most conspicuous position.