On the second day, Kangxi did not go to court, and there was no need to summon ministers for discussion. After Liresi finished his class, he summoned Umaru.

After Umaru arrived, the two of them had nothing to say.

Umaru is not a warm-tempered person.

Although Kangxi could say something, they were all political affairs of the previous dynasty and it was not convenient to talk to her. After thinking about it, he said, "How about I teach you how to write."

Umaru looked at him and finally nodded.

Kangxi taught her his name: Xuan Ye.

Then, he gave her a piece of paper and asked her to learn to write by herself. She took the book and sat on a chair nearby to read it.

I don't know if it was her misunderstanding, but when she was practicing calligraphy, Kangxi looked at her in a daze for longer and longer.

She always felt strange, but it was not easy to ask, so she gave up. She could only practice calligraphy under Kangxi's strange gaze.

Kangxi came over and taught her how to hold and use the pen. The words she wrote were much better than the crooked words she had written before.

After the three of them finished their dinner, Kangxi read a book, Umalu continued to practice calligraphy, and Baocheng was also learning to write beside him.

When he was about to go to bed, Kangxi refused to turn over the sign.

After washing, he saw the results of Umaru's practice for a day and said with a smile: "It looks pretty good."

He looked up at her: "What do you want."

"There is nothing I want." Umaru said sincerely.

She lied, she wanted the bracelet that she had been looking for for a long time but could not find.

She also thought in the past few years that it might take a long time before she found the bracelet.

The luxury and beauty of the Forbidden City only made her feel cold and heartless. She was tired of this kind of life. The scenery of spring flowers, autumn moon and so on remained unchanged in her eyes.

Which day is not like a year?

To put it into perspective, she only spent two years in the Forbidden City, but it seemed like she had spent her entire life.

She desperately wants to leave this era.

She has no plans to leave the Forbidden City.

She clearly knows that she is not one of those heroines who has golden fingers and can kill everyone in any era.

If she went to other places, she might be in a more difficult situation, so it would be better to stay in the Forbidden City.

Leaving the palace without breaking away from this era will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

How could she let go of this opportunity?

She really wanted to reveal the appearance of the bracelet and ask Kangxi to help her find the bracelet.

But the moment she was about to say it, she was afraid that Kangxi would have someone make a bracelet like that for her.

She didn't know if the bracelet she made would be the same as the one that allowed her to travel through time.

If not, it's wasted effort.

The risk is too high, so forget it.

Other than that, she wanted nothing else.

She just wants to go back to her own time.

She is so determined.

She repeated again: "Master, this slave wants nothing."

Seeing her like this, Kangxi said thoughtfully: "Since you don't want anything, then I will make you my concubine."

Umaru knelt down neatly and said: "Master, this is not in line with etiquette and cannot be done like this. This slave's life is so meager and I cannot bear it."

Kangxi asked her to get up.

Umaru obediently stood up and stood aside.

Kangxi stared at her intently, but his tone was a bit careless: "If you don't grant a concubine, it's not bad to remain a palace servant. Once you grant a concubine, you can only follow the procedures in the palace. It's not like today.

You are by my side."

"I also have selfish motives." He pressed forward step by step, "Why don't I make you my Master Attendant, so that you can wait for my return in Qianqing Palace."

Umaru curled his fingers slightly: "This slave takes orders."

"Look at me."

Umaru Yiyan looked at him.

He invited her in: "You would rather be a female official than my concubine."

He concluded: "You have a sweetheart."

Umaru looked at him silently.

"say."

Umaru admitted his mistake: "I have never had a sweetheart."

"Then why!"

What is he waiting for? Waiting for her to say that she is jealous and jealous, so she is unwilling to keep that status and respect him as her husband with other women?

But she is not.

She doesn't want to leave any mark in history.

Once she becomes his concubine, even if there are only a few words in the history book, it seems to have become a destiny in the destiny book, as if she should come to the Qing Dynasty, and she should become Uyamalu from Umalu.

But she is just Uyamalu, she never wants to be Uyamalu.

On the surface, she is trying hard to adapt to this era, but she just wants to preserve Uyamalu's heart to the greatest extent within the shackles, instead of being crushed and kneaded into Uyamalu.

She couldn't answer him.

He looked into her innocent eyes and had doubts.

"Then why?"

He was destined not to get the answer.

He pulled her into his arms.

Umaru remained motionless and allowed him to hold her.

At this moment, they were extremely close and yet extremely far away.

You are far away from me, and I am far away from you.

Umaru looked at the patterns on his clothes and was in a daze.

After a long while, Kangxi let her go.

"Go to sleep."

Sleeping in each other's arms, sharing the same bed and having different dreams.

The conversation that day passed quickly, and Kangxi never mentioned it again.

There was neither a title nor a female official. It was as if nothing had happened. He still invited her to sleep and eat together as usual.

Although I turned over the cards more frequently than before, I did not neglect Umaru.

When he was not too busy, Umalu could even wait for him in the inner room first, instead of waiting for Kangxi to finish his work before being summoned.

Umaru couldn't figure out what Kangxi wanted to do.

She couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it.

After a long time, she simply left a sewing basket in the inner room and embroidered some embroidery while waiting for Kangxi to pass the boring time.

Liang Jiugong turned a blind eye to this and said nothing.

Plus Kangxi’s acquiescence.

Regarding her behavior of leaving the sewing basket, the other palace residents did not raise anything.

Her embroidery was not good. Kangxi looked at her several times and his face was distorted.

She said: "If you want to laugh, then just laugh."

Kangxi said: "I don't smile, and I don't look good when I write for the first time. When you finish practicing, give me a purse."

She didn't understand what he meant: "The slave is just doing embroidery for fun. I have so many embroiderers. If any one of them can't do it better than the slave, why should the slave do it?"

Kangxi fell into silence.

"Just do it."

She just remembered it and planned to embroider something good and give it to Kangxi.

On this day, Kangxi did not come back for a long time.

She was sitting in the inner room of Qianqing Palace doing embroidery work, looking at the sun from time to time, waiting for Kangxi to come back.

There were several books placed in Kangxi's palace, which he would read when he had nothing to do.

She stays quiet and honest on weekdays.

She didn't want to offend the supreme emperor.

But today, Kangxi has not come back yet. She did embroidery work for a while, but she was really bored. She couldn't help it, so she opened the book and read a few pages.

I was fascinated by it as soon as I saw it.
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