After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 3 Portrait
After lunch, it was time for Ye Qinghuai to go to class every day.

Normally, this should be the happiest time of her day.

But today is different from the past, Ye Qinghuai is very anxious, on the way to Wenxuan Hall, she walks slowly.

She still hasn't figured out how to face Lu Yanchen.

Ye Qinghuai thought that before her death in her previous life, she had settled all grievances and grievances with him, and since then she has no love or hatred, and just wants to have nothing to do with him anymore.So much so that when she first woke up, she didn't think of Lu Yanchen for the first time, but only thought about why she had to be reborn.

She has no obsession with him to start over and continue the relationship, nor does she have an endless hatred for him.She has nothing else to ask from him.

It's just that how to deal with him right now is indeed a difficult problem.

After she revealed her identity as a woman to Lu Yanchen in her previous life, Lu Yanchen wrote to Ding You to return home the next month.When Ye Qinghuai saw his dictionary, his people were already far away in Yunzhou.

Ye Qinghuai looked at it in her heart, and now there are only two options.Either kill him immediately, or imprison him in Shengjing.It's just that no matter whether it's killing or hunting, one must first figure out where the [-] rebels under his command come from, otherwise even if he is captured, it will be in vain.

It was in such a complicated mood that Ye Qinghuai met Lu Yanchen in the study.

Lu Yanchen was dressed in indigo court attire, and sat beside the desk, on which a volume of books was spread out, and those white, slender hands with well-defined knuckles turned the pages from time to time.Hearing Ye Qinghuai's arrival, he turned his head, looked at her peacefully, got up and said, "Your Majesty is half a quarter late today."

Ye Qinghuai only felt that her heart was pounding like a deer, and the burning pain on the side of her neck, which she committed suicide, seemed to be an instinctive reaction of her body.

What the hell, is there no love or hate between the agreed grievances?

She scolded herself in her heart.On the surface, he was calm and calm, saluted Lu Yanchen, went straight to the main case and sat down, and said: "I have been delayed, please punish me, sir."

Lu Yanchen has always been strict in teaching, and he must be punished for mistakes.

As Ye Qinghuai expected, the content of today’s lecture is the same as the previous life’s "Xihua Lun", which is about the Emperor Xihua more than 600 years ago. He fell in love with a wet nurse ten years older than himself, so that the harem was empty. She doted on only one person, and in the end her son died and was taken away by her own emperor uncle.

Ye Qinghuai only got close to Aunt Fanghua in the palace, and she was the only one to attend to bedtime, bathing, changing clothes and other personal matters, so there were some rumors in the palace earlier.

In the previous life, Lu Yanchen persuaded Ye Qinghuai to stand up as a concubine as soon as possible with the satirical remonstrance of Emperor Xihua. Ye Qinghuai was so angry that he blushed and even told him that she was a woman. He took his hand and pressed it to his chest, and he believed it.

Once again in this life, Ye Qinghuai's mentality is much calmer, not to mention that she had already thought about the countermeasures in the early court.

Lu Yanchen spoke the whole story, without waiting for him to use the past to describe the present, Ye Qinghuai asked directly: "If I want to be a queen, who do you think is suitable for me?"

She turned against the army and stopped Lu Yanchen.

Seeing that Lu Yanchen was silent, Ye Qinghuai asked again: "Mr. Chen Ge's eldest granddaughter is twenty this year, and Gu Ge's first daughter is sixteen this year. Who do you think is suitable for me?"

"This matter is related to the country. I am only a scholar of the Taiqing Pavilion and dare not presume." He saluted.

Ye Qinghuai glanced at him, sighed and said: "The two of them check and balance each other, and the government and the opposition are at peace, so I am no one right now. Since you dare not presume, sir, don't mention this matter again. I am not Xihua , will not do such a foolish thing."

After Ye Qinghuai finished speaking, she took a peek at Lu Yanchen's face, seeing that there was no worry between his brows, Ye Qinghuai was relieved, thinking that her statement had moved him.

Sure enough, Lu Yanchen pondered for a moment, and said: "Since your majesty has plans, I will not talk too much. But please remember, your majesty, the country is the most important thing, and don't be blinded by wild flowers."

The random flowers in his mouth naturally alluded to Aunt Fanghua, how could Ye Qinghuai not hear it.It is said that being a teacher for a day is a father for life. Although Lu Yanchen is only eight years older than her, since becoming her husband, he has become more mature in front of her, and his speech and behavior have become more like an elder.

Ye Qinghuai looked at Lu Yanchen's sharp nose and handsome eyes, and smiled bitterly in his heart: If he knew that he was this messy flower, he didn't know how he would feel.

She saluted and replied: "Sir, I will keep in mind what you taught me."

"That's the end of today's homework. Your Majesty will recite the whole chapter of Chapter 2 of "Chengde Yaolue", and then class will be over." He looked at the sky outside, and said, "It's still early, Your Majesty's last month Is the theory finished? The official is here to review it."

When Lu Yanchen was teaching, Ye Qinghuai was asked to write an essay every month, which should be used as a study summary.

Ye Qinghuai no longer remembers what she wrote in her policy theory homework a year ago, but her homework has always been put in the same place.So, she looked at a corner of the bookshelf and said, "It's all on the bookshelf, sir, please check it yourself."

After saying that, she spread out the "Chengde Essentials" and began to recite it.

Lu Yanchen took a stack of her homework and reviewed it on the next case.

As the sun slanted to the west, the Wenxuan Hall gradually cooled down, and the sun slanted through the corner of the door.The hall is quiet, with the occasional sound of flipping books, creating a peaceful learning atmosphere for teachers and students.

"Chengde Yaolue" is the outline of governing the country written by Emperor Shengzu. Chapter 2 talks about people's livelihood and finance.Ye Qinghuai had already learned this book in his previous life, and he could memorize the whole text backwards, but now he could recite it with ease, and it took less than half an hour to finish it.

At this time, Ye Qinghuai heard Lu Yanchen's voice.

"This portrait was made by His Majesty?"

There was a bit of coolness in his voice, and it seemed a little distant.

Ye Qinghuai raised her head, and saw a portrait sandwiched in her homework, a handsome man was outlined with a delicate brush.

She took a deep breath, and suddenly one head turned into two big ones.

The man who is looking forward to the glory in the painting is none other than Lu Yanchen. The artist painted him in a graceful and graceful manner, full of affection, and there is a line of elegant lowercase letters in the upper left corner - "There are trees in the mountains, there are branches in the trees, and there are branches in the heart." Joy Jun, you don’t know.”

Whose handwriting is not Ye Qinghuai's?

After Lu Yanchen's rebellion in her previous life, she burned the painting to such an extent that she completely forgot about the existence of the painting after her rebirth.

She made this painting for a whole month, personally selected the best paper and ink, and revised more than a dozen drafts before finally completing the painting.Lu Yanchen in the painting is lifelike, but more vivid than himself.Ye Qinghuai used to cherish this painting very much, she didn't dare to show any disrespect in front of Lu Yanchen, so she could only entrust her infatuation to this portrait.

The inexplicable joy and loss of those girlhood are hidden in the painting, which is her secret, her weakness, but also her treasure.

At this moment, this secret thought is like this, lying naked between the teacher and the student.

If she was reborn more than once, Ye Qinghuai wished she would commit suicide on the spot and do it all over again.

Lu Yanchen looked at her with a complicated expression. She had never seen so many expressions appear on his iceberg-like face in her two lifetimes, and it was more vivid than what she painted.

Ye Qinghuai's eyes wandered back and forth between the paper portrait and Lu Yanchen twice, she got up quickly, and walked to Lu Yanchen's case, wanting to take the painting back.

But he didn't want Lu Yanchen to hold it tightly and never let go, and his gaze never left Ye Qinghuai's face for a moment.

The drawing paper that Ye Qinghuai personally selected was of excellent quality and was very tenacious, and it survived the tugging between the two of them in secret.

"My humble work, my humble work, it's unsightly, don't spoil Mr.'s eyes." Ye Qinghuai accompanied him with a guilty smile.

The implication of her words was that she admitted that the painting was made by herself. Lu Yanchen got the answer he wanted, and suddenly let go.Ye Qinghuai took back the portrait and hurried back to her desk, pressed it under a stack of books, then raised her head and smiled awkwardly at Lu Yanchen: "It's just a small portrait, sir, don't take it seriously."

Lu Yanchen didn't answer, but still stared at Ye Qinghuai for a moment, Ye Qinghuai was a little flustered by him, so he had to smile again, lowered his head and continued to copy her homework.

After a stick of incense, Ye Qinghuai finally finished copying.Her mind was buzzing, and she didn't know what she had copied. She put down the pen and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, but she didn't dare to look up at Lu Yanchen.

"Your Majesty's reluctance to enrich the harem is not because of Xihua, but because of Dong Gong." After a long time, Lu Yanchen sighed.

Dong Gong is Dong Bi, the male favorite of Emperor Chu Ai, the most famous emperor with broken sleeves in history. The deeds of these two people can be described as "living through the ages", providing a lot of materials for folk literature and art creation.

Lu Yanchen got up and walked into the hall, bowed to Ye Qinghuai, bowed to the ground, and said: "The decline of Chu began with the reign of Emperor Ai. This matter is related to Guozuo. I hope your majesty will think about the country, and don't follow the example of the previous ones." Court Ai Emperor. Although this humble minister is not Dong Gong, he has done Dong Gong's deeds. Ten thousand deaths cannot escape the responsibility. I am ashamed to be the emperor's teacher, please Your Majesty punish the crimes that harm the country!"

He spoke righteously and heartbroken, but Ye Qinghuai felt even more headache.

What is the crime of disaster?That is to kill.

He can forgive this crime, but Ye Qinghuai cannot cure it.A teacher of the emperor, a scholar of the Taiqing Pavilion, was suddenly beheaded, what should be written in the documents to the government and the opposition?Do you want to write that he fell in love with the culprit?What was lost was not only Lu Yanchen's life, but also the face of the royal family.

What's more, Ye Qinghuai was not sure that she could kill him.

"Mr. is serious. It is my absurdity. Don't blame sir. If you want to punish me, I will bear the brunt of it." Ye Qinghuai persuaded him with kind words.

"It's the fault of the father if you don't teach it. If you don't teach strictly, the teacher is lazy. Your Majesty is young and his temperament is uncertain. It is the responsibility of the minister to guide you. Please forgive me!" He knelt on the ground like a pedantic old minister I'm sorry, it seems that I am determined to wait for Ye Qinghuai to surrender.

Ye Qinghuai couldn't stand Lu Yanchen's stubborn appearance the most. She jumped up and said angrily: "Yes, I like you. I just... like Longyang. But killing you will make it bad for me." Long Yang? If you kill Lu Yanchen, there will be Zhao Yanchen and Li Yanchen. There are so many men in the world, and I still like them. What's the use of killing you?"

After Ye Qinghuai finished speaking, she saw that Lu Yanchen's body froze obviously.Based on Ye Qinghuai's understanding of him, she knew that this was a sign of Lu Yanchen's anger.Seeing him like this, Ye Qinghuai cringed a little, worried that she had said too much.

Clinker, after a short while, Lu Yanchen raised his head and asked, "Then how does His Majesty think that the minister should be punished?"

His words were sincere, his expression was worried, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes that Ye Qinghuai couldn't understand.

Ye Qinghuai paused, and said seriously: "Mr. is right, the teacher is not strict, and the teacher will fall. Since the master said that I am not determined, I should punish him to lead me back to the right way."

(End of this chapter)