Yun Chuyao hurriedly walked into the palace without giving Ji Jingheng a second glance.
The smell of alcohol hit my nose.
The huge palace seemed to have been split in the middle, and a wine pool was carved out. Several beautiful maids were walking through it in panic. From time to time, they would look back and scream!
"Whoosh!"
Cuju hits the maid's cheek!
The maidservant was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her whole body collapsed to the ground.
At the critical moment, Yun Chuyao's black eyes flashed slightly, she flew forward, directly raised her foot, kicked Cuju in front of her hard, and kicked him to the opposite side!
"nice shot!"
Emperor Jin laughed loudly and kicked the ball!
The hall is getting more and more lively!
Maybe it was too early, and Emperor Jin hadn't had time to drink, but he was still awake. After only two kicks, he waved his hand and said, "My son has just recovered from a serious illness. He can't be exhausted. Let's stop playing Cuju first." Get up and fight another day!”
Yun Chuyao warmed up, broke out into a thin layer of sweat, and her cheeks turned red. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "Father's skills are getting better and better."
"Yeah?"
Emperor Jin laughed: "I think Xiao Changle has made rapid progress!"
He is only in his early forties, not yet old, but his temples are already gray and full of old age. Only his pair of eagle eyes still retain the coldness and sharpness of his youth. When ordinary people see him, they only think that he is terrifying and abnormal. Yun Chuyao only felt sad.
"...it was my father and Master Wu who taught me well."
she says.
"Master Wu?" Emperor Jin clicked his tongue, obviously not believing it, and said casually: "His three-legged cat's kung fu is not as good as this. I tell you, you are more talented and smart!"
Yun Chuyao's black eyes flashed slightly, and a thought flashed through her mind. She immediately raised her face and said with some dissatisfaction: "Father, my martial arts master is very powerful. He can fly over eaves and walls, walk through poplar trees with a hundred steps, it's all a matter of course!"
"Ha ha!"
Emperor Jin waved his long sleeves and said disdainfully: "What is this! Which of the guards in the palace can't do it?"
"Really?" Yun Chuyao looked curious: "As my father said, martial arts masters are average in martial arts, so which one in this palace is the real master?"
Emperor Jin narrowed his long eyes and locked his gaze on Yun Chuyao's face.
Yun Chuyao looked innocent.
"Tsk."
Emperor Jin sneered softly: "You are a little kid, but you are also playing tricks with your father?"
Yun Chuyao blushed.
She is already in her twenties. In order to have a strong martial arts master, she has to be coquettish and cute with her father. It is really difficult for her. Fortunately, Yun Chuyao is not a thin-skinned person. Even if she is Emperor Jin revealed his inner thoughts, and she didn't feel ashamed. She just smiled and said, "I really can't hide my little thoughts from my father."
"stop."
Emperor Jin nodded: "If you want to learn martial arts, I won't stop you. When you get better, go to Taixue and practice with your royal brothers. If you regret it one day, don't cry to me." Nose, I’m very busy!”
Too learned? !
Yun Chuyao was overjoyed!
Princes and daughters from the royal family all have to study at the Imperial College. The difference is that the princes have to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, etiquette, and red wine, while the princes all learn the Six Arts of the Gentleman, archery, and the art of war!
The masters who taught the prince were naturally the best among the elites, far beyond Yun Chuyao's martial arts masters. If she could really enter the Imperial Academy, she would be able to make up for her regrets in riding and archery in her previous life!
What a surprise!
"What?" Emperor Jin glanced at her and said coldly: "Don't you just want a good master? I agreed to your request, but you still hesitated?"
"No hesitation! No hesitation!"
Yun Chuyao smiled and rolled her eyes, and immediately said: "Isn't this my son so happy?"
Emperor Jin raised his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes fell on Yun Chuyao's face. He looked at her intently for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Why do I feel that Xiao Changle has changed a lot since he became ill?" Woolen cloth?"
Yun Chuyao's heart trembled!
Could it be that I was so complacent that my father noticed something was wrong!
Her black eyes flashed slightly, and she immediately suppressed the joy in her heart, pursed her lips, and whispered: "Father, your children will grow up. Besides, no one who has gone through what happened the day before yesterday will be able to... …”
Before she finished speaking, Yun Chuyao couldn't speak anymore. She bit her lips and her voice became softer: "Anyway, my son has grown up!"
He seems stubborn, but he is also childish.
Emperor Jin really didn't suspect anything. Hearing this, he chuckled and said: "Okay, okay, my little Changle has grown up and is a big girl!"
Yun Chuyao: "..."
Isn’t this just kidding?
Although she was indeed pretending to be young, she was still a little embarrassed when Emperor Jin said this. She couldn't help but blush and said, "No matter how much I grow up, as long as I am still in front of my father, I will still be a child."
Emperor Jin was in a good mood and said, "Tell me, what else do you want, little kid? I'll give it to you!"
Yun Chuyao was stunned.
"Aren't you going to plead for the two little beasts outside?" Emperor Jin glanced at Yun Chuyao, snorted coldly, and said, "How about I issue an order to let them go home?"
"F-Father?"
Yun Chuyao opened her mouth, a little dazed: "...You already know it."
"Ah."
Emperor Jin twitched the corner of his mouth, a stern look appeared in his eyes, and his expression was also unusually gloomy. He flicked his sleeves and said in a cold voice: "The prince has come to you personally, how can you refuse!"
really!
Her father still had very strict control over the palace, and people were more sober than she thought!
Yun Chuyao was pleasantly surprised, but her face was a little panicked. She shook her head quickly and said anxiously: "Father, you have misunderstood the prince's brother. He didn't want to plead for Song Qinghuan. He just came to Changle Palace to visit his son!"
Emperor Jin hated the fact that iron cannot become steel: "You!"
Yun Chuyao felt sad.
She understood that her father treated her well, but she was not stupid. She naturally knew that Emperor Jin could place people in the East Palace, and people from the East Palace would also infiltrate the Yangxin Palace.
And now that she is still young, she cannot break up with the prince yet. She can only protect herself and develop her power by pretending to be stupid for the time being.
At the same time, it does not arouse suspicion.
"Father," Yun Chuyao said in a low voice with red eyes, "I know that you have the softest heart and the nicest person. However, there is another reason why I fell into the water. I want to go and investigate in person. What are the actions of Song Qinghuan and Song Qinghuan?" Naturally, witnesses cannot get sick, otherwise it will affect the investigation of the case."
When Emperor Jin heard this, he almost laughed angrily: "Are you still investigating the case?"
Yun Chuyao nodded.
With a serious look on his face.
Emperor Jin couldn't hold back and laughed out loud, saying: "Okay, okay, go check it out, I won't hinder you. When you find out the results, remember to ask me to listen too!"
"My son, I accept the decree!"
Yun Chuyao said immediately.
Emperor Jin scolded Yun Chuyao for being "glib-tongued" and then asked Yun Chuyao to step back.
As soon as she walked out of the palace, she heard the noise coming from not far away. She couldn't help but look up and saw several palace servants helping Song Qinghuan to stand up. She couldn't help but curl her lower lips, feeling better.
Tsk.
I don’t know if Song Qinghuan’s legs can still bear the pain after kneeling all day.
