"I'm fucking, where is my book?!!!"

Jiang Jiang's screams hovered over the Buddhist temple. When the Yueya, who was guarding the door, heard it, he quickly jogged in, "Empress, what happened?"

She entered the hall with a gauze lamp, and saw the little queen pointing at the hidden place where the original little book was written, with a look of grief and anger, "It's gone!!!"

"ah?"

Yueya leaned over in confusion and looked carefully. Originally, the original words were replaced by serious official history books, with several scriptures.

"Who did this?" Yueya looked shocked, but thought to herself that she did a great job. The little queen can finally stay away from those unreasonable things.

"My book..." Jiang Jiang felt so painful, her heart was so sharp that she cried now. She thought of a thunderous crying. Which bastard hid her book? Believe it or not. She held a knife and chased him through eight streets!

The little queen's distraught look was really cute. Crescent pressed down the corners of her lips that were about to be raised and coaxed seriously, "My lady, don't worry, let's look for it. Maybe the palace servant who is taking care of the bookcase has changed the place."

"I call the palace servant to ask."

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey!" Jiang Jiang hurriedly grabbed the crescent moon, "You forgot that we took these books secretly and could not be revealed."

She is now the queen, and it makes people know that Da Yan's queen loves to read small scripts in private and loves banned books... She is also shameless!

Thinking of this, Jiang Jiang had an idea, "You look here from there, I look here."

"Empress, there are at least a thousand books in this palace. It will take the third update to find it. You have to get up early tomorrow to go to the martial arts court." Yueya persuaded tactfully, "I will come to find it for you tomorrow."

Jiang Jiang was not very happy with her lips pursed. Finally, her eyes lit up and she thought of a good solution, "I'll look for it tonight first, what do you want to look for tomorrow?"

Then she pushed Crescent Ya out, "You go and prepare supper, I'll go back later."

"Oh, Empress..." Yueya grabbed the palace gate and wanted to persuade her for a few more words. The little queen pushed her out with her fingers, "I will go back soon!"

However, things were not as beautiful as Jiang Jiang thought. She looked for them row by row with candles, but after a long time, her eyes were so uncomfortable that she could stare at books and read them for too long that she would lose her sight.

The row finally came to an end, Jiang Jiang collapsed to the ground in a large shape and lamented, "Ah--so tired."

Then he hated the man who moved her books so much that he gritted his teeth. She wished him that he would choke when he had eaten, and that he would choke when he had a tea. The pie that hit his head was iron!

Ah so angry!

After finishing his official duties, Yan Huaishu wanted to come and put in incense sticks for his mother as usual before going back to the East Palace to rest, but as soon as he entered the palace gate, he saw the side hall with a faint light. Then he paused and his deep phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Who will come here...the little queen?

She should have found that her words were gone, and the culprit, Huai Shu, thought indifferently.

When I was burning books, I was annoyed that I would not fight for it. The queen did not do serious business. Instead, she hid the small script like a treasure and dared to disturb my mother's pure land.

And now, for some reason, Yan Huaishu wanted to see the little queen's reaction.

When he approached silently, through the gap of the half-open window lattice, he saw a little queen lying on the ground without any image. She was muttering in her mouth. She looked at her expression and felt that she should be cursing someone.

Who is the most annoying to the little queen at this time? It was Yan Huaishu who burned the book.

The man's phoenix eyes lowered, his eyes slowly swept across his palm, and then turned his back behind him.

The little queen is not the thick-skinned generals in the military camp and cannot be beaten.

Jiang Jiang had been lying enough and scolding her. She was about to sit up and continue looking for her when a gust of night wind suddenly came, and the candlelight swayed in the wind, but she finally couldn't hold on and was wiped out.

The hall was sunk into darkness, and the cold moonlight sprinkled in, and his vision was blurred. Before Jiang Jiang could move, he heard a short sound of rising, sharp and harsh, which suddenly scared Jiang Jiang to death.

Outside the hall, Yan Huaishu moved the leaves away from his lips, and the little queen's tentative question came from the hall, "Is it... a ghost?"

After Jiang Jiang asked, she waited for a while, but the response was dead silent.

She sighed heavily, slapped back to the ground, and tried hard to reach out and hook a futon, holding her arms and dragging her chin, and said lazily, "Is there any ghost?"

"Please help me find a book."

"Not many, only thirteen books."

"There are too many books here, I can't find them. The palace maid is too good at hiding them. Why do you hide them? Are you afraid that the old emperor will see them?"

"Which ghost are you? Could it be the first queen?"

... He asked a ghost to find a book, and even spoke to the old emperor. Yan Huaishu let out a slight breath and pinched his eyebrows. His father chose her as the queen to be the mascot.

Jiang Jiang has already been entertained and is not afraid at all. After all, he who can resurrect the soul with a corpse is even more terrifying than a ghost. "I think you are the queen, this is your territory. I have seen your portrait. You are so elegant..."

In the darkness, the little queen kept chattering, "Your son is quite elegant, his eyes look like you, but he is really bad. I am a girl, how can I let a girl go to the martial arts field to do boxing?"

"Whoever is his wife will be unlucky will be angry to death. Even if you have a face, it will be useless."

"Oh, it would be great if you were still here." Jiang Jiang held her cheek and clenched the cushion with her fingers, and her mood suddenly became depressed, "I don't have to stay here."

Yan Huaishu's eyes moved slightly when he heard this. Before his thoughts could be formed, he heard the little queen suddenly feel extremely happy, "Fortunately, I can draw for myself and look for a book to read."

"It's good that I haven't had time to take those books yet, but I was saved accidentally. I'm so lucky."

...It's a pity that I couldn't cremate it to ashes.

Yan Huaishu came to the Buddhist temples without saying a word, but it was really wonderful. His sharp phoenix eyes glanced at the side hall that was trapped in the darkness, and a sharp light flashed through his eyes. He took his long legs and walked away.

The next morning, Jiang Jiang walked into the martial arts field with a doll that he could not catch with both hands, and urged the little beans who were about to salute, "Hurry, hurry up, help me get it, it's going to fall off!"

When the little beans heard this, they looked at each other and did not dare to move. However, they saw that the youngest seventh brother had already run over, so they stepped forward no longer hesitated.

When the doll was held by someone in his hand, Jiang Jiang raised a bright smile, "It's yours in your hands. This is a small gift for you."

The seventh prince hugged the chinchilla doll in his arms that was almost as tall as him. The thief shouted excitedly, "Thank you, Mother!"

Jiang Jiang smiled and didn't say anything. She would really learn the moves in a few days. I hope these little beans can be short-lived. For the sake of the doll, don't laugh at her too ruthlessly.

After the warm-up, the orange-red sun had already emerged from the horizon, and the temperature slowly rose. Jiang Jiang resisted the idea of ​​pulling the collar of the loose shirt and rubbed the corner of her sleeve to wipe the sweat. He held the beautiful round fan in one hand and fanned out the afterimage.

Ah, it's so hot, it's almost time for a long time, what can I do later...

At this time, the martial artist waved his hand to signal the end of the rest. When Jiang Jiang dragged his half-dead body over, he saw a man wearing a golden robe with ink bottom and golden patterns walking into the martial arts field.

Two guards behind him, one holding a bundle of scrolls and the other holding a stack of books. The three of them slowly arrived, but with a strong sense of oppression.

Jiang Jiang quickly swept over the things in the hands of the two guards and began to recall quickly in his mind. He seemed to have not been a monster recently, right?
Chapter completed!