"Ahem." Jiang Jiang quickly stood up, patted her messy dress, and smiled at the serious-looking Aunt Jing, "Good evening at Aunt Jing."

It was dark this day, and Aunt Jing had not left yet, and Jiang Jiang was about to cry without tears.

The little queen is indeed a simple person. Aunt Jing judged in her heart, then she gave a light blessing and said coldly, "I am responsible for your Majesty's responsibility. I will stay in Fengqi Palace to get up tonight to assist the Empress in learning the Six Arts."

Live, live here?!

When Jiang Jiang heard this, his eyes turned dark and looked back at Yueya for help. Seeing Yueya look helpless, he was trembling with aggrieved feeling.

She graduated from university, why did she still have to relive her campus career? It is still a one-to-one teaching model!

Finally, Jiang Jiang corrected her firm and stubbornly, "Auntie, it's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. What you promised is not the Six Arts."

Aunt Jing nodded, "It was the old slave who said it was wrong."

"In the summer heat, the empress takes advantage of the sunset that is the most refreshing. She goes to the martial arts field to practice martial arts first. In the afternoon, she learns in the palace." As she said that, Aunt Jing pulled out the folded rice paper from her sleeve, "From tomorrow, I will check it out."

Jiang Jiang held his heart and took the class schedule with a suffocation, forced a smile, "Auntie, take a break early, goodbye."

As soon as Aunt Jing left, Jiang Jiang burst into tears, scared Yueya so much that she quickly closed the palace gate and maintained the last bit of face of the little queen.

In the East Palace, warm yellow candles were burning quietly. A man wearing a golden brocade robe on the desk was reviewing the official documents. His handsome face was full of seriousness and concentration. As the candle wick exploded, the door of the palace was knocked by someone.

"Your Highness." Changling walked in and handed a letter with both hands. "The news from the Song family has been collected. Please check it out."

"Well, let it go." Yan Huaishu said indifferently, and his pen kept in his hand. It was not until the official document was closed that Changling spoke, "How could Your Highness help the little queen speak today?"

They also asked them to investigate the Song family, which made Changling a little confused.

When Yan Huaishu heard this, his deep phoenix eyes looked at him, "In your eyes, does this palace hate the little queen?"

"Uh..." Changling was stuck when asked, wasn't it...isn't it?

The little queen's full courses were all done by His Highness. Even Aunt Jing was sent to His Highness by His Highness to send him there, and there is also the martial arts field... Cough cough, if the little queen knew that all this was thanks to her master, she would probably kill her to the East Palace with a knife.

"The girl from the Song family thought so too."

The little queen is very similar to him. Countless people are eyeing their location, trying to hold on to them, hoping that they will fall down one day.

Yan Huaishu occasionally remembered the birthday of Concubine Wen and the concubines despise the empress, and could recall the days after his mother passed away.

Everyone felt that his position as the prince had sat on his head, and his words, including every look, were filled with gloating and contempt.

But as long as he is the prince of one day, they must abide by the rules of one day, respect him, respect him, fear him, and bow down to him.

Yan Huaishu opened the letter and continued to say indifferently, "It's just that Miss Song wants to make the East Palace hate Fengqi Palace's clumsy and immature methods, which make people guess it."

"But I found out what she said in front of the phoenix chariot?"

Changling corrected his expression and said hurriedly, "I want to ask the Empress to find out the murderer for Song Zhaoyi. Before His Highness appeared, he also tried to stop the Feng Yan from leaving."

There was no flaw in the information in the letter. Yan Huaishu lowered his eyes and pondered. Everyone knew that the little queen had clearly refused to get involved in this matter. So who wanted the little queen to disturb this storm?

The slender fingers gently tapped the palm of her palm, and then the man raised his eyes, and the deep phoenix eyes could not see the bottom of the eye. "That depends on how capable she has."

Attack and defense are entirely based on ability.

The next day, the sky was dark and the morning mist was filled with thin morning mist. When the sky was still blue, Jiang Jiang was woken up by someone. She yelled impatiently, then she raised her head covered. When she was sleepy and drowsy, she still warned, "Call me again... I'll hit someone..."

Listening to the little queen's muttering threat, Yueya looked at Aunt Jing and forced a smile, "Auntie, why don't you go out and wait first, the Empress is very angry when she wakes up, don't scare her aunt."

Aunt Jing was easy to talk, nodded and walked out, "Miss Crescent Girl wants to tell the Empress that His Highness the Crown Prince said how long it will be late and how long it will take to go to the martial arts field the next day."

"What?!"

When Jiang Jiang, who was sleeping in a daze, heard this when she returned to her dreamland, she was so shocked that she lifted her quilt and sat up. She was scared away and was very sad and angry, "He has the ability to let me get up in the middle of the night to attend class!"

"Stop talking about Empress!" Yueya covered Jiang Jiang's mouth and lowered her voice, "If the prince is really like this, you will suffer a loss."

Jiang Jiang suddenly felt relieved, then pointed to the palm of the crescent moon and signaled her to let go of herself. The powerful resentment supported her into the martial arts field. When she saw the big and small little beads in the martial arts field, she almost turned around and ran away.

"I've seen my mother."

"I've seen my mother..."

Jiang Jiang forced a smile to nodded to the princes and princesses, and had already turned Yan Huaishu back and forth and bloody scolded him.

Ahhhh, Yan Huaishu, this dog man, actually let her practice martial arts together as an adult and a group of children!!!

If she was embarrassed here, almost all the concubines in the harem would know!!!

No, I already know now.

She, Jiang Jiang, is a queen. Before dawn, the prince was forced to get up and learn martial arts!

Ahhhhhhh! Dog man, dog man, dog man!

Time passed slowly, and when Jiang Jiang came out of the martial arts field, she almost lost half of her life. As soon as she stepped into Fengqi Palace, she lay on the ground like a broken sack, and no matter how she coaxed her, she couldn't afford to coax her.

"Cream, you let me rest. I really can't walk anymore. My legs are so heavy and my arms are not strong. I'm so tired..."

Listening to the aggrieved wailing of the little queen, Yueya could only wave away the palace maids who surrounded him and persuaded softly, "Well, the empress, let's get back to rest. How cool and hard you are lying here at the palace gate."

"I ate breakfast early, are you hungry? I have someone cooked soup and made the boiled fish you like. After lunch, you can take a nap and learn the piano after lunch.

"Quinya, I actually know a musical instrument." Jiang Jiang took Quinya's hand and said seriously, "I have obtained a certificate."

"Why didn't the Empress say earlier? Aunt Jing asked you to learn the piano, but you started over again. It's so hard." Yueya helped Jiang Jiang get up, and asked her to be careful while continuing to ask, "Empress, what are you learning? I haven't heard of what certificate to learn which instrument you need to get."

"I haven't touched you for a long time. I've been unfamiliar, so I didn't say it." Jiang Jiang smiled shyly, "I'll show you in the afternoon."

Emperor Qiming heard from a little prince that the queen had gone to practice martial arts early in the morning, so he thought to see how Jiang Jiang worked hard.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the palace gate of Fengqi Palace, he heard a sad and depressing piece of music, which was extremely miserable. He paused and his expression was a little subtle.

Emperor Qiming came into the hall after looking for a song, and saw Yueya look numb, a look I knew. Jiang Jiang smiled at Aunt Jing, "Aunt Jing, how about I pull my erhu?"
Chapter completed!