Seeing the second emperor brother, he just asked himself and didn't answer. Ning Lan picked up the corner of her mouth and drew an arc. No longer looking to the side of the second Royal brother Ronglu, he walked to the bookshelf in the bedroom. Ronglu looked at such ninglan, such a royal sister, both familiar and strange.
Since the imperial sister woke up from her sleep three years ago and began to read hungrily, she almost stayed in her bedroom all day except the master's class. If it was a study, it wouldn't be too much.
"Sister Huang, brother Huang has a question in his heart. Can you ask?"
"En." Ning Lan took out a biography from the bookshelf and walked slowly to the desk.
"Why is the Royal sister so happy about books and letters in the past three years?" then her eyes fell into her hands.
Facing the emperor's inquiry, he gently put down his biography, looked out of the bedroom window, and slowly whispered, "rich families don't need to buy good fields, there are thousands of millet in the book; they don't need to build a high hall, and there are gold houses in the book; don't hate when you go out, there are many cars and horses in the book; don't hate when you marry a wife, there are no good media, there are Yan Ruyu in the book; if a man is willing to live his life, he will read the six classics to the window frequently."
"Because Lan'er wants to be strong. Brother Erhuang, tell Lan'er how to make himself strong?"
Rong Lu: "become stronger? Did the Huangmei read books because she wanted to become stronger?"
"Yes." Ning Lan answered Ronglu's inquiry with a firm look. In this way, they were slowly wrapped up in silence.
I don't know how long it took. Ning Lan, who buried himself in the book, sighed bitterly and asked in a low voice, "second brother, do you know why Mrs. Xiaojiao he died?"
Ronglu stared at Ning Lan, intending to find out the reason from her face. As a result, he just asked gently, "why does the imperial sister ask so?"
"Don't worry, brother Huang. Just answer."
"There were three causes of Mrs. Jiaohe's death. First, to save our lives; second, because she didn't cooperate with the Empress Dowager's grandmother; third, she heard what she shouldn't hear. That's why she died."
"Really?"
"Doesn't the imperial sister think so?" Ronglu didn't understand what the imperial sister wanted to ask.
"Brother Erhuang, do you know how many times Lan'er has read this book?"
"I don't know."
"Countless times. Lan'er can't remember the number of times. He can recite it back."
"Oh? Why does the Royal sister like it so much?"