After breakfast, Qian Yan needed to go to the Imperial Study Room to deal with the memorial, and the two children had to study with Xun Zihuai.
After a busy half morning, Qianyan handled the memorial efficiently, and the two children's homework was also completed. Next, she took her two children to practice swordplay.
He Wenxuan, who had short arms and short legs, held a small wooden sword and practiced carefully according to the movements taught by Qian Yan. He was really impressive.
Qian Yan discovered that He Wenxuan was more talented than He Wenqian in martial arts, so she paid more attention to He Wenxuan in this aspect. Since you have this talent, you must not waste it.
Whenever this happens, Xun Zihuai always sits aside, drinking tea and watching them practice.
He has no talent for martial arts. Maybe God thought that he had given him too much and blocked his talent for martial arts.
He held his chin up and looked at the woman over there holding a giant sword and dancing vigorously, unable to move his eyes away. She is the most noble woman in the world, he thought, and no one in the world can match her in the slightest.
He Wenxuan was too young after all, and she collapsed from exhaustion after a while. Xun Zihuai walked over, picked her up and put her on a chair: "Princess, take a rest."
"Ah, okay." He Wenxuan's eyes were still on Qian Yan, his face filled with envy.
Xun Zihuai couldn't help but feel happy. Her Royal Highness the Princess was really similar to His Majesty. She especially loved swords.
Not long after, He Wenqian also came to rest.
He sat there upright, like a little adult, and drank water in a proper manner.
"The Queen Mother's swordsmanship is even more powerful than before." He Wenqian said, "It's a pity that I don't have the talent of the Queen Mother, so I can only rely on my sister."
He Wenxuan clenched his fist: "Don't worry, brother, I will definitely become very powerful."
"Come on sister."
The interaction between the two brothers and sister made Xun Zihuai smile in his eyes. This is the result that His Majesty expected, right?
"Teacher, has he been restless again recently?" When He Wenxuan went to dance with the small wooden sword again, He Wenqian approached Xun Zihuai and asked about He Qingshan.
Now that he is sensible, he naturally knows how He Qingshan treated him back then. The other party didn't care about him at all, and planned to raise him to waste. Anyone who is not a fool knows what he is thinking.
He Qingshan clearly wanted to kill the donkey from the beginning.
I don't know if it was because of his enlightened mind, but he could even recall some things that happened when his mother was not around when he was very young.
For example, the way He Qingshan and Ling Shier kissed each other while the Queen Mother was in battle. When he was only one or two years old, he did some embarrassing things. Do they really think that children have no memory?
That's right, no one would have thought that when he was a teenager, his memories of one or two years old would suddenly become clear, right?
When he thought about what those two people had done, said and done, he felt sick in his heart.
"There's nothing causing trouble. I just don't want to live in the harem, and I don't want to learn the rules. I'm still thinking that His Majesty can give him the throne."
When He Wenqian heard this, he almost laughed angrily, and his young face turned red with anger: "He really wants to be beautiful."
The mother-emperor worked hard for ten years, while He Qingshan hid behind his back and enjoyed hot drinks and fucked women. Secretly, he was plotting against the Queen Mother with that woman, and wanted to kill the donkey.
Now that he still has the nerve to want to be an emperor, why doesn't he go to heaven?
"Don't be angry, Your Majesty. Your Majesty has his own opinions, and he can't please him."
