Leaving the Imperial Study Room, Su Rong went directly to find Ye Guixue.
Ye Guixue was sitting nearby in a side hall, with fruits and pastries laid out on the table. He did not touch any of them, only holding a scroll opened in his hand. Seeing her approach, he immediately stood up, "Have you finished talking to His Majesty?"
"Mmm, let's go, let's leave the palace," Su Rong nodded.
Ye Guixue tucked the scroll into his sleeve, dusted off his clothes, and the slightly nodded at her, "OK."
Su Rong tilted her head to look at him, "Do you always carry a scroll on you?"
"Mmm," Ye Guixue laughed, "I'm used to it."
"That's a really good habit." To the book-averse Su Rong, this habit was not good, was it? He really wouldn't let his hand leave the scroll, just like his elder brother.
The two left the side hall, and a eunuch handed them an umbrella.
