Mountains and rivers are in her palm

As soon as Chu Yu opened his eyes, he heard Cherry say that someone close to the Crown Princess came and said that today's banquet was cancelled.

"Cancelled?" Chu Yu rubbed her eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart: "How could she go back on what she said? This invitation has already been sent to the wives and ladies, so where will I put the princess' face if I canceled it?! "

Early in the morning, this Yan Wanqing will really cause trouble.

Cherry knew that Chu Yu had misunderstood her meaning, and quickly said: "The prince and concubine jointly said that this flower viewing banquet and martial arts competition will be combined, and the two countries will have fun together, so that's why today's flower viewing banquet is cancelled. , it’s scheduled for the day after tomorrow, the concubine has already recovered the greeting card yesterday, but it hasn’t been sent out yet.”

It turned out to be like this, Chu Yu felt much more comfortable now.

"The day after tomorrow it's not just the wives and ladies." Chu Yu's lips curled up into a smile of interest.

Yan Wanqing, Yan Wanqing, don't you call yourself a female Zhuge?How come she doesn't even understand such a little bit of human sophistication, wait until the day after tomorrow, let's see how she comes to Taiwan!

It's really pregnant with a child, and my brain is gone.

"Happy the day after tomorrow, this princess still has time to prepare." When the time comes, she will be overwhelming!
And someone who was scolded by Chu Yu as an idiot was eating breakfast and drinking tea, admiring the morning flowers and birds singing through the window.

After finishing her breakfast, Yan Wanqing said slowly, "Where is mother?"

"Madam should be worshiping Buddha in the Buddhist hall now." Looking at the time outside from the song, it was still very early.

Yan Wanqing nodded. Since entering the palace, it was inconvenient for her mother to return to Yan's house, so Xiao Pingfeng built a Buddhist hall in her yard to show her filial piety.

"Nothing to do today, let's worship Buddha with mother." She got up and walked outside.

I was a little surprised from the song.

Miss never believed this.

What's up today...

Even Mrs. Sun was a little surprised when she saw Yan Wanqing coming over, but she didn't say it.

"Say hello to mother." Yan Wanqing smiled obediently, then knelt on the soft cushion next to Mrs. Sun with her hands clasped together.

Mrs. Sun closed her eyes, kept holding the Buddhist beads in her hand, and chanted scriptures in her mouth.

The Buddhist hall is quiet, only sandalwood is curling up, accompanied by the sound of birdsong in the morning, everything makes people feel so comfortable.

When Mrs. Sun opened her eyes after reading the scriptures and saw the plain face of her eldest daughter, she said softly, "Why do you want to come here today?"

Hearing the voice, Yan Wanqing slowly opened her eyes. The golden light from the early morning was above the curly eyelashes, setting off her holiness and godliness at this moment.

Madam Sun, who is a mother, can't help but sigh.

Since her eldest daughter was conceived, she has become more and more beautiful.

"I want to follow my mother to eat fast and chant Buddha's name, and pray for the child in my womb."

When Mrs. Sun heard this, she immediately rolled her eyes: "Are you still talking nonsense with your mother?!" It came out of her stomach, and the words were a little vulgar, fart, she knew what shit she was shitting.

Bah, bah, bah, the Buddhist hall is clean, you can't say such things again.

Yan Wanqing coughed lightly: "Recently, I'm a bit murderous, I want to come to the Buddha to reassure myself."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Sun's eyes froze.

My daughter's self-control ability is obvious to all. What happened in the end made her unable to control her murderous intentions.

"It's not as serious as my mother thought, but worshiping the Buddha is beneficial after all." Yan Wanqing didn't want to say more.

Since returning to Kyoto, there have been internal and external troubles.

It's a thing from head to toe.

Although Xiao Pingfeng will always firmly choose herself and stand on her side, she cannot avoid those people and those things. Recently, I heard that these courtiers are secretly gathering to intimidate Xiao Pingfeng not to make her queen.

Knowing in time that Xiao Pingfeng will settle in the end, but Dawei's state affairs are already very busy, and she really doesn't want him to be distracted by her own affairs.

The coming and going made her more and more irritable.

The result of the irritability is that I want the people in Fengfenglou to kill all these old things.

"This is for you." Mrs. Sun recorded a long string of blue beads from her wrist, all of which were round and smooth, and it could be seen that they were well raised by the owner.

She put it on Yan Wanqing's wrist without hesitation, and said earnestly: "Don't go back today, just chant scriptures and chant Buddha in the Buddhist hall. You are naturally rebellious every night, and the things that happened before and after don't happen again. time."

Yan Wanqing: "..." Listen, is this what your biological mother said?
What does it mean that she is born rebellious.

"Mother?" Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Sun picked up a scripture from the case table: "Copy this out today, and you are not allowed to go back until you finish copying."

Yan Wanqing looked at the thick stack: "???"

Mrs. Sun sighed: "It's really not possible, I can only call your brother into the palace to accompany you to compete."

As she said that, she shook her head helplessly and went out, not forgetting to ask Cong Ge to stare at Yan Wanqing to copy the scriptures and give them to her.

Yan Wanqing looked dazed, looking up was a huge golden Buddha, bowing his head was a thick stack of scriptures, to copy or not to copy?
When I was a child, I refused to obey my mother's discipline, what happened later?

It seems to be hung on a tree by the elder brother for a day...

Yan Wanqing looked at her stomach, she was pregnant with a child, big brother can't be so ruthless, right?

But people like elder brother can't hang her on a tree, they will still think of other ways.

Thinking of this, Yan Wanqing sat down resignedly: "Congge, go prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones."

Let's see if this copy of scriptures can curb her desire to become those old things.

If she can, she will come tomorrow!
After sunset, Yan Wanqing finally came out of the Buddhist hall, and watched Cong Ge holding the scriptures to her mother, and finally stretched her waist.

"Yan Wanqing." A gentle male voice came slowly.

Yan Wanqing: "?"

Isn't this voice her elder brother? !
She looked up, and sure enough, she saw her eldest brother sitting on a tree branch, looking down at herself, with a blade of grass in his mouth.

"Brother, what are you doing? This is the inner courtyard of the palace, you are not afraid of being shot to death by random arrows when you go up a tree!" Yan Wanqing frowned and said.

Yan Li'an snorted softly, and jumped down from the top of the tree: "You are getting more and more boring."

"How did eldest brother enter the palace?" Right now, those old things just want to catch themselves. If eldest brother enters the palace irregularly, he may be brought before Xiao Pingfeng again.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

Seeing her sister's worried look, Yan Li'an raised her eyebrows slightly: "As you can see, he walked in."

"You just walked in the harem like this?" It's over, this book has been selected.

Yan Li'an chuckled, and she didn't want to tease her anymore: "His Royal Highness gave your brother a waist card, I see you panicked."

"Why did elder brother enter the palace?" Hearing that Yan Li'an had entered the palace through normal procedures, Yan Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, but then thought, elder brother was really called by his mother to beat her up, right?
Speaking of business.

Yan Li'an had a serious expression.

"I entered the palace to tell you that your man was beaten and seriously injured."

"Who?" Yan Wanqing frowned.

"Chang Kuan."