With an anxious mood, Yang Dong followed the palace maid to the study room of Shangqing Palace.
Standing outside the study door, Yang Dongping retreated from the palace maid, and under Qing Niao's almost murderous gaze, he gently opened the study door.
At this moment, the empress was sitting at the desk, holding an ancient scroll and reading it with gusto.
Yang Dong's push through the door didn't seem to disturb her interest in reading.
Yang Dong saw that the empress had no intention of paying attention to him. Knowing that he was in the wrong, he chose to wait quietly.
He looked around the interior of the study, and suddenly felt that the layout of the study was unexpectedly simple.
Even as an emperor, Ji Ziyue still maintains the habit of frugality.
There are not many complicated decorations in the entire study. Apart from a few black-glazed dragon-patterned vases, there seemed to be only a few inconspicuous palace lanterns left, which could barely be regarded as decorations.
Even the pen rest and inkstone on the desk are just ordinary things.
After scanning around, Yang Dong was surprised to find that the study room of the majestic Zhou Emperor looked very different from the study room of ordinary students. It was not interesting at all.
But it was the dignified posture of this majestic Zhou emperor, holding an ancient scroll in one hand and studying it carefully, that made Yang Dong's eyes shine.
At this moment, Ji Ziyue's body lacked a bit of imperial aura, and instead had a bit more bookish aura. She looked more like a lady from a wealthy family, rather than a decisive and decisive emperor.
Sometimes she frowned, as if she was stumped by the questions in the ancient scroll; sometimes she smiled, as if she had seen something interesting.
Yang Dong stared at her changing expressions, and for a moment, he was a little crazy.
I don’t know how long it took, but a gentle and jade-like voice brought Yang Dong back to reality.
"Xiao Dongzi, Xiao Dongzi?"
"Ah? Your Majesty, are you calling me?"
Yang Dong shook his head, and he came back to his senses instantly, and then respectfully saluted the empress.
"You little Dongzi, you are so bold! Let me ask you, were you staring at me just now?"
"I... Your Majesty is like a fairy from heaven. I just can't help myself. As the saying goes, everyone has the love for beauty. Please atone for your sins."
"What a person who can't help himself!"
The empress snorted coldly, her majestic cheeks showing no anger, and her imperial aura instantly unfolded.
"Xiao Dongzi, do you know that among the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there is one or less crime of disrespect?"
"I am just punishing you for the crime of disrespect, do you have any complaints?"
Although the empress showed a majestic posture, Yang Dong could still hear a hint of amusement from her tone.
Sure enough, women's nature is like this, and even the emperors of the Zhou Dynasty can hardly avoid it.
Yang Dong's heart moved slightly, but on the surface he looked frightened.
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. It's just that your Majesty's beauty really makes me unable to extricate myself. If your Majesty wants to punish me, I will admit my guilt. It's just..."
"Just what? Xiao Dongzi, do you think what I did was wrong?"
"That's not true."
Yang Dong shook his head, then raised his head, looked at the empress beside the desk affectionately, and said softly:
"Ziyue, you understand what I mean."
"If you insist on punishing me, I have nothing to say. But I want to ask you, is it wrong to love someone?"
As soon as these words came out, the entire study fell into silence.
Ji Ziyue was still sitting at the desk, but her slightly trembling jade hands seemed to be telling the unrest in her heart at the moment.
"Ziyue, actually, I understand everything you did to me."
Yang Dong suddenly stood up and leaned towards the desk. Ji Ziyue frowned slightly and raised her jade hand gently, as if she wanted to refuse.
But she hesitated, and finally retracted her arm without stopping.
Yang Dong noticed Ji Ziyue's little movements and felt more confident. So he stepped forward in three steps and hugged the other person directly into his arms.
Ji Ziyue only struggled symbolically, then gave up completely, letting Yang Dong's big hands move back and forth dishonestly.
Not long after, an inexplicable hot feeling suddenly surged into her heart.
Ji Ziyue's red lips parted slightly, and Xiafei's cheeks and breathing began to become a little hurried.
"Xiao Dongzi, don't, don't touch this place..."
"Xiao Dongzi, in your heart, do you really, um~ do you really think I'm that beautiful?"
"Of course, Ziyue, you are the most beautiful woman in the world!"
Yang Dong said, leaning over and gently blowing hot air into her ear.
Ji Ziyue's body trembled slightly, and she felt that the smoothness there was flowing more and more uncontrollably.
But she still bit her red lips lightly, and asked with a trace of clarity in her spring eyes:
"Xiao Dongzi, do you think Lin Man'er is beautiful, or I... I am beautiful?"
"Of course my Ziyue is the most beautiful! Objectively speaking, Lin Man'er is indeed the most beautiful in the world."
As soon as these words came out, a hint of displeasure flashed across Ji Ziyue's beautiful cheeks.
She raised her jade hand and was about to knock off Yang Dong's dog paws when she heard Yang Dong suddenly hug her waist and say affectionately:
"But as I said just now, your beauty is that of a fairy descended to earth. So what if she is the most beautiful woman in the world? In front of my Ziyue, she is still only ashamed of herself!"
At this moment, Ji Ziyue could no longer resist in the slightest.
She was like a puddle of spring mud, limply slumped in Yang Dong's arms, unable to lift the slightest bit of strength. Let Yang Dong do whatever he wants.
However, just when Yang Dong was about to rush into the enemy's final hurdle in one go, the urgent voice of a blue bird suddenly came from outside the door.
"Your Majesty, something serious has happened..."
…
Lin Mansion, Bamboo Garden.
Lin Man'er changed into a plain dress, holding a brand new sickle in her hand, and was concentrating on accompanying Lin Chunqiu to cut bamboo.
There was no communication between the father and daughter. In their hearts, cutting bamboo seems to be an extremely sacred thing.
I don't know how long it took, until there was only the last cluster of bamboo left in the entire bamboo garden, Lin Chunqiu put down the sickle a little tiredly, wiped the sweat on his white temples, and said in a gentle tone:
"Okay, let's just wait for the last moment to cut down this last cluster."
When Lin Maner heard this, she immediately put down the sickle in her hand and said with a respectful expression:
"Man'er obeys his father's arrangements in everything."
Hearing what she said, a look of satisfaction flashed across Lin Chunqiu's wrinkled old face.
"Very good. You can understand the general situation and take the overall situation into consideration. I am very pleased as a father. At least you are much better than your incompetent big brother."
"It's a pity that you are a woman after all. In the Lin family, men still have to take charge of the overall situation."
