Shu Fei was referring to the poem she had just recited, which sounded very appropriate.

"My sister is stupid and can't compare to Sister Shufei's talent. These are just the lamentations of a girl. Sister, please try this tea."

When Yanwan heard her praise, she felt quite embarrassed and asked Chunchan to bring a pot of jasmine tea.

Because the weather was hot, Yan Wan had no appetite so she put the flower tea on ice to cool it down. She also added fresh pear slices to it. It tasted sweet and delicious and was very refreshing.

Fortunately, they had just left the house, and the floral tea was still iced, with a hint of coolness when poured into the cup.

Shu Fei found it fresh and took a sip with great interest. She found that the floral fragrance was sweet, and the sweetness of the pear slices diluted the astringency of the tea, leaving it with a rich and sweet aroma and a long aftertaste.

After one sip, the dryness in my body was dispelled and I felt refreshed and comfortable.

"Sister, this is a really fresh way to do it. I always feel lazy when summer comes, but this sip of tea will make the heat go away."

"It's just ordinary food. If you like it, ask Chunchan to teach the maids around you. I haven't been craving tea or food recently, and this tea was made by them."

"Thank you, sister. You like reading. I have a few poetry collections. I will send them to you later. It can be regarded as a gift in return."

Yihuan looked at Yanwan, who was talking and laughing in front of him, and found that she was not as shallow and vulgar as he had imagined, nor was she fond of showing off. Instead, she was calm and resilient, friendly and polite. He became interested in her for a while.

She had always believed that the concubines in the harem were only interested in vying for favor, seeking wealth and fame, and only knew how to please the emperor. Seeing Yan Wan's dignity and knowledge, and thinking of how she did not vie for favor during Empress Fucha's illness, but instead devotedly cared for her by her side, she realized that her character was unique in the harem.

Although she did not like Empress Fucha, she was gone and all the grudges were gone with her.

"Thank you very much, sister. I've almost seen enough lotus flowers. They're just confined to the pond. Looking at them from all angles, they look no different from ordinary lotus flowers. It's just that the scenery is beautiful when they are mixed with the sunset..."

"I heard that the lotus flowers in Jiangnan are the best in the world. I really hope to leave this Forbidden City one day and go to Jiangnan in person to appreciate the beauty of Suzhou and Hangzhou. I've been out for too long and I'm a little tired. I'll take my leave now and visit Sister Shufei in Chengqian Palace another day."

Seeing the setting sun was about to fade, Yan Wan slowly stood up and prepared to say goodbye.

Yihuan nodded, what Yanwan said was what she was thinking.

Every plant and tree in this palace was meticulously crafted by artisans, so naturally they couldn't compare to the wild beauty of the flowers and plants outside. It's easy to achieve beauty, but it's hard to find vibrant life.

She was originally a talented girl cultivated by the Yehenara family. Because of the love she had at first sight, she voluntarily confined herself to the palace. Under the same circumstances, how much love could a caged bird have for a caged flower?

What would she be like if she didn't enter the palace?

Yihuan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Princess Hejing and Concubine Ling got along so well, and the emperor also liked her. With such a transparent and gentle personality, and such a wonderful person, who wouldn't like her?

What Yanwan was thinking coincided with Yihuan's thoughts, and a smile gradually appeared on Yihuan's face.

I became somewhat convinced of Yan Wan's outstanding qualities that were often praised by people in the palace.

It is said that it is difficult to find a soulmate. She is lonely in the palace. If she can really find a soulmate, the long journey will not seem so difficult.

It was almost nightfall, and only Yan Wan and her group were on the palace road. The sound of flower pots stepping on the bluestone floor was heard.

The emperor's birthday is approaching, and the palace recently invited Master Anji to come to the palace to pray for blessings, and he is staying in Yuhua Pavilion.

Perhaps it was a matter of fate, but Master Anji had been alone after dark in recent days, praying for Ruyi.

Even the emperor sighed: "The Imperial Noble Concubine is so popular that even the Imperial Preceptor was willing to pray for her when he first entered the palace."

After these words were spoken, people in the palace began to curry favor with Ruyi even more.

Except for asking Chunchan to go to Yuhua Pavilion to worship on her behalf in broad daylight and burn some Buddhist scriptures she had copied herself, Yanwan stayed quietly in Yongshou Palace at other times.

Unexpectedly, when the emperor and Ruyi went to Yuhua Pavilion to pray, Ruyi accidentally tripped and was helped up by Master Anji.

Jinzhong vividly described to Yanwan everything that happened in Yuhua Pavilion today. He was standing behind the emperor today and saw everything that happened between the three of them clearly.

"Your Majesty, please don't offend the Emperor these days. When he saw Master Anji supporting the Imperial Concubine today, his face turned green with rage."

Yan Wan sneered. As the ruler of a country, the emperor naturally could not allow his woman to have contact with other men.

But it’s good that he got used to these things so early, because he will be cheated on in the future anyway.

"What's so good about Ruyi, Your Majesty? Ling Yunche is worried about her, but Master Anji treats her differently. Is there really something special about her?"

Yanwan opened her mouth slightly and took the grapes that Zhong handed to her, feeling very confused.

As a woman herself, she admitted that Ruyi was exceptionally talented and dignified. But within the harem, Yihuan was the best in talent; Jin Yuyan was the most beautiful; and Yanwan was the most beautiful woman in her youth...

But the men around Ruyi surrounded her like butterflies, and even when she was in the harem, she had many handsome men around her.

"This servant is also puzzled. Perhaps she and the emperor were childhood sweethearts and had a deep affection for each other. As for Ling Yunche, they supported each other in the cold palace and were friends in times of trouble. But Master Anji, he just entered the palace and is still a monk. This servant really can't understand..."

Jinzhong thought about it over and over, but he couldn't understand the reason. When he mentioned Ling Yunche, his heart still felt sore. He carefully glanced at Yanwan's expression, and only felt relieved when he saw that she looked normal.

Seeing Yan Wan's displeasure, Jinzhong gently squeezed her hand and said soothingly, "My dear, don't worry about this. In my heart, you are the most beautiful woman in the palace. How can those vulgar women compare to your angelic beauty?"

"You're just sweet-talking. In your eyes, there's nothing wrong with me. Even if I do something bad, you still praise me for being smart. It seems that if I need to reflect on myself in the future, I have to ask others. If I ask you, you will praise me to the sky."

Yan Wan pinched his cheeks skillfully, with a big smile on her face, her eyes flickering with love as she moved.

"My heart is solely devoted to my Master, so naturally whatever he does is delicious."

Jinzhong smiled widely, and still leaned forward with a doting look, letting her do whatever she wanted.

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