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Chapter 22 There is no way to govern

 the east

After the last snow fell, the sky cleared up and the warmth gradually returned.

Just a few months after the plum blossoms have fallen, the imperial garden is already full of spring, with many flowers of all kinds blooming.

Fu Yao liked to watch, and when she had nothing to do, she would take Nanny Zhang and An Chengyue, who had changed her appearance, and Xiaohong to hang out in the imperial garden.

No, Xiaohong.

Fu Yao really couldn't think of a name, but he felt that the one given by Li Xi was not nice, so he remained in a stalemate for several days. Finally, he finally gave in due to Li Xi's offensive of "it's easy to make a living with a cheap name".

After the matter of Grand Tutor Zhang was settled, Qizhou was left empty. Many things were left unfinished and waiting for new ones. Li Yan recently went to government affairs and asked for copies of the emperor's policies. Hong Yue did not come here often.

Fu Yao was a little bored, but she went to the Imperial Garden every day. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, she was tired of it. She didn't want to go there anymore, so she didn't leave Fengluan Palace.

There is also a small garden in the harem of Fengluan Palace. The courtyard is not big, with only two rockeries and an apricot tree, but it is decorated very delicately by Grandma Zhang.

Fu Yao came to the palace and heard several sharp sounds of metal breaking through the air before he got close.

After bypassing the rockery, the sight suddenly opened up. An Chengyue was standing in the open space, holding a long and narrow knife in his legs, attacking fiercely and quickly.

The apricot blossoms fell slightly, startled by the wind blowing around her.

Fu Yao's eyes lit up.

That's amazing! No wonder Li Yan would put Sister An beside her to protect her.

But no…

Fu Yao suddenly felt that he was useless. He pouted and squatted on the ground to watch the ants crawling.

... Before she was reborn, Li Min could not protect her, and even lost his life because of it. That scene became a nightmare that she couldn't get rid of.

Really useless.

Fu Yao watched An Chengyue dance her sword, feeling some inexplicable emotions in her heart that she couldn't understand, which made her feel uncomfortable, but she was looking forward to something.

She seemed to have an idea.

But what exactly is it?

Fu Yao squatted there and thought hard for a long time. An Chengyue stopped to rest after finishing her dance. He noticed the queen and went to put away the knife: "Why am I squatting there? He didn't scare me, did he?"

Fu Yao shook his head, scratched the back of his head, and looked at the knife hidden behind An Chengyue's back.

Her eyes suddenly opened wide.

She knows! She knows what she wants to do!!

An Chengyue was startled by that look and asked doubtfully: "...What's wrong with the empress?"

"Study!!" Fu Yao stood up and pulled An Chengyue, "Sister An, study!"

"I want to learn swordsmanship?"

An Chengyue was slightly stunned.

During that time, she got along with Dong Lai, and she liked Fu Yao very much. Although sometimes communication was difficult, Queen Fu was really cruel and kind!

No wonder that guy Li Yan always says he has a little snow rabbit.

But she had to agree to Fu Yao's request without permission. Protecting the queen's safety was her first duty. Learning martial arts was such a dangerous thing, so she had to ask Li Shi first.

The two returned to the front palace, only to find that Eunuch Hai was waiting at the door. Seeing the queen coming back, he immediately greeted her and saluted: "Your Majesty, Mingyue Beidi has enshrined some fine Tremella fuciformis, and the Emperor specially ordered the imperial kitchen to cook them.

After eating the Tremella Soup, I was afraid of the cold, so I asked my servant to come and let me know in advance, and I would have to trouble the Queen to have someone pick it up later."

Since Concubine Jing was poisoned after eating her own food, Fengluan Palace must let its own people pick up anything taken out of the imperial kitchen.

Aunt Zhang had something to do with her legs and couldn't let go for a while, so An Chengyue said: "Let him go, and stop by the Yangxin Hall to ask about the Queen's affairs."

With An Chengyue gone, everyone feels relieved.

Not long ago, Li Yan hired a craftsman to build a swing in the garden of Fengluan Palace. Fu Yao walked on the swing and swayed for a while. She felt bored. Seeing the apricot flowers blooming just in front of the palace wall, she suddenly wanted to draw Donglai.

She sent someone to find a table, took out the paint paper that Yue Chuangong bought, and started painting seriously.

Ever since she fell into an icy lake when she was a child and had a high fever for three days, she came here stupidly. Her father was frightened and had people take care of her even more closely, and her original playmates gradually moved away from her.

She has no mother, and has forgotten how her mother died. For so many years, her father avoided talking about her, and she gradually stopped asking.

Her father was involved in government affairs, so she spent most of her time alone except learning to read from her private school teacher. This is how she became good at painting.

Seeing everything beautiful in front of you, presented in a new form stroke by stroke, is simply an incomparable wonderful thing.

It took Fu Yao a long time to paint. The overall color of the painting was light, but every plant and tree was very charming. After thinking about it, she always felt that something was missing.

What's missing?

A figure appeared in front of Fu Yao's eyes, but it was not fully formed. Suddenly someone behind her called her: "Empress!"

Fu Yao turned around and looked over, and the person who came was Grandma Zhang.

She looked a little anxious: "Mother, An Gui has been gone for a long time, but he should be back at a normal speed. I am a little worried."

There were two mistresses in the same palace, and there was a palace maid named Zhuiqi who was her equal. Nanny Zhang was so nervous during those few months that she almost had a heart attack.

Fu Yao was shocked to realize that a long time had passed. It would take at most a quarter of an hour to get there from Fengluan Palace to the Imperial Kitchen. Counting the journey to Yangxin Palace, it would take half an hour to get back.

She kept saying: "Look, look for me."

Nanny Zhang asked to leave, but Fu Yao held her back again: "Let's go together."

The two of them quickly arrived at the palace gate and were about to go out, but they bumped into a group of people. Fu Yao took a closer look and saw the concubine Jing whom he had not seen for a long time.

As soon as Concubine Jing saw Fu Yao, she took two steps forward and approached him. Her eyes were full of tears, and she almost hugged Fu Yao and cried.

An Chengyue followed her, head lowered, with some redness and swelling on both sides of her cheeks.

Fu Yao's heart suddenly fell to the east.

Does that woman come to trouble her because she is in good health?!

It's too much to beat Sister An.

Fu Yao did not ask what was wrong, but Concubine Jing cried and said: "Queen! Look at the people in your palace. My sister Bu Nao went out to relax and met her. I wanted to ask if there was any food in her legs.

Where did she come from, she actually contradicted my sister!"

Fu Yao: "..."

Aunt Zhang: “…”

The entire Fengluan Palace was silent.

Was that person poisoned or was he poisoned enough to make him stupid? It was a bad experience after the experience once, and I really want to do it a second time?!

Concubine Jing covered her face and wiped away her tears, noting the reaction of the people around her. Then she cried: "My sister has been in bed for a long time. Mingyue went out for the first time, and she encountered such a thing. I thought that this beautiful and noble little Gong'e was ignorant, but I didn't expect it.

He is actually someone from my sister’s palace…”

Knowing that her master could not curse anyone, Grandma Zhang immediately acted as her mouth substitute: "Is that what I mean, your Majesty, or is it that your Majesty has no way to govern the country?"

Concubine Jing frowned: "The Queen has not said anything, so what am I, a nun, trying to say? Are the people in Fengluan Palace really that arrogant?"

Fu Yao stared at Concubine Jing, then suddenly raised his leg and slapped her.
Chapter completed!
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