"That's right." General Manager Deng smiled and looked very amiable. "Qin surrendered to peace, and the Qin envoy will come to Dayan in a few days. As the Empress of Dayan, I must not lose the elegance of our Dayan."

"Aunt Jing has been in the palace for decades and has served in front of the Queen. She is safe and secure. If the Empress doesn't understand anything, just ask."

Jiang Jiang swallowed his saliva with some anxiety and said weakly, "But... can you still perform for the Qin envoy?"

Manager Deng smiled more realistically, "The queen naturally doesn't have to."

Jiang Jiang felt a glimmer of hope when he heard this. Before he could speak, he saw Aunt Jing speak and said coldly, "The Empress grew up in Jing'an. She is not good at six arts. It just so happens that the Empress does not need to take care of the matters of the Six Palaces. She learns it every day, just as a pastime."

"The old slave will do his best to teach the Empress."

As soon as these words fell, Jiang Jiang suddenly felt that his eyes were getting dark and he was dizzy. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Yueya hurriedly helped her firmly, "Empress?"

Jiang Jiang took advantage of the situation and grabbed Crescent Ya's arm, covering her heart and looked weak, pitiful, "Cury, my heart hurts, why don't you go to the Imperial Hospital to get some medicine for me..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a man wearing a golden-patterned brocade robe entering the hall. His handsome eyebrows and eyes were as sharp as a knife. His expression was very normal, but the breath that came towards him was as fierce as the cold winter, and it was so powerful that it was so powerful.

Yan Huaishu seemed to be fighting with her.

Such an idea suddenly popped up in Jiang Jiang's mind, and then he reacted subconsciously.

"Mother and Queen are safe."

After Yan Huaishu finished his salute, he stood up and saw Jiang Jiang curled up in a ball, trying to hide himself. He raised his sword eyebrows and followed the words Jiang Jiang had just heard, "Is the mother feeling uncomfortable again?"

"No..." Jiang Jiang's eyes passed through the scroll in his hand. Before he could figure out why Yan Huaishu took the painting, he looked up and met the pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. He felt guilty.

"Ahem, a little bit, maybe... I'm weak."

"My mother is in her prime and she is weak, maybe she doesn't like to move. She will move more in the future." The man raised his thin lips gently, turned his head to look at Aunt Jing, his eyes a little unclear.

"Auntie thinks, in addition to Liuyi, how can I strengthen my body after learning some military martial arts?"

Um?!!

Martial Arts?!

Jiang Jiang's heart skipped a beat, wait, I can still save it!

"The Six Arts are about rituals, music, shooting and calligraphy, but this palace is too stupid. How about changing it to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?" Jiang Jiang said hurriedly.

Her eyes were filled with hope and staring at Aunt Jing, trying to move her with sincere eyes, "and she can also cultivate her character and cultivate her sentiment."

Not to mention the rituals and music, archery requires a hundred shots, and the imperial carriage has to play tricks, let alone the arithmetic behind it. She thought about these three things and felt that the future was dark. Since she couldn't get rid of it, it would be better to make herself more relaxed.

Coward? This is called knowing things!

And Jiang Jiang has always been aware of his appearance.

The little queen's almond eyes were bright and she looked at herself expectantly, making Aunt Jing feel a little soft. She glanced at the man in the dark robe beside her without a trace, and nodded slightly after receiving his wink, "Sure."

Before Jiang Jiang was happy, she said, "I think the martial arts proposed by His Highness the Crown Prince is good."

Jiang Jiang:...I have no desire to live.

Eunuch Deng and Aunt Jing left, saying that they wanted to issue a course plan. Jiang Jiang pretended not to hear this, and his resentful eyes turned to Yan Huaishu, who was sitting on the chair without any intention of leaving, "What else does the prince have to do?"

If he doesn't leave, she is afraid that she will be unable to help but suck him!

Feeling the little resentful look that the little queen cast, Yan Huaishu took out the painting he had just brought in, raised his eyebrows slightly, "I heard that my mother loves painting, so I specially opened a studio. It just so happened that my son had a painting here, so I presented it to my mother."

"The prince is so considerate, so polite." Jiang Jiang said depressedly leaning against the phoenix chair.

intimate?

Yan Huaishu's lips curled up in a difficult manner. He raised his hand to spread the scroll. Looking at the beauty painting presented in front of him, Jiang Jiang's eyes widened.

Damn, Jiang He!

It was the painting sent by Mrs. Wen Bohou, which was sent to the East Palace in the name of the old emperor by her in the landscape painting!

Jiang Jiang was so angry, my god, the prince is here to settle the score with her!

Looking at the little queen's reaction, Yan Huaishu's eyes looked a little satisfied. He stood up, "I don't know how this painting was sent to the East Palace. Miss Jiang is the sister of her mother's queen. If it is burned, it makes people misunderstand. Erchen thinks it is more appropriate to give it to her mother."

He said as he sorted out his slightly wrinkled sleeves, his every move was full of nobleness, as elegant as a painting, "Oh, by the way."

"There are still many beautiful paintings in the palace of Erchen, but I am busy with official duties and have no time to watch them. It is better to give them all to my mother and queen."

The man raised his eyes, narrowed his sharp phoenix eyes slightly, and there was a faint cold color between his eyebrows and eyes. "If those mothers of painting are not happy, then they will burn it. It is also good to read more when they have nothing to do and be quiet."

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The prince was obviously saying that he hated this move and disliked her so much that she felt so idle. Jiang Jiang wanted to fight back, but she ignored her and was still timid.

If this matter is not done well, Mrs. Wen Bohou will come to find her again... Jiang Jiangsheng has no desire.

The little queen exuded a depressed aura all over her body, and Yan Huaishu bowed slowly, "I won't disturb you much if I have official duties."

When Yueya learned that the prince had left, she planned to remind her master to have dinner. When she entered the main hall, she saw the little queen holding the incense pillow tightly and curled up on the phoenix chair in a daze. She was so lonely that she looked like a weak and helpless little pitiful person, which made people feel distressed.

"Empress?"

Jiang Jiang sniffed, made a fierce expression, and said viciously, "Since Jiang He wants to go on a blind date, I will hold her a blind date banquet!"

I want to be her daughter-in-law, bah! Look at the way Yan Huaishu beat and warned her just now. She wanted to give her a red thread because she felt that she had a long life.

Jing'an raised Jiangjiang. Isn't it too much for her to give a plaque that the queen gave me?

He pulled Jing'an behind her to protect her. If Wen Bohou's mansion still wanted to rely on her reputation as the broken queen, he had to consider whether it was worth it to use Jing'an to threaten her.

After thinking it through, Jiang Jiang didn't care about the heavy courses in the future and felt comfortable all over. She was such a cute little clever ghost!

The little queen smiled brightly, "Come on, come on, eat."
Chapter completed!