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Chapter 452 The Empress Dowager Is a Vixen 38
Mu Jin quickly brought over what Zhong Qing wanted.

Holding the pen, Zhong Qing drew the scenery in front of her little by little.

Mu Jin looked at it in amazement: Empress has never shown such talent.

Zhong Qing is in very good condition today, a picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water was completed in one go with almost no stagnation.

After she finished drawing, she looked at it for a while, and always felt that something was missing.

After thinking about it, I picked up a pen and added two lines of poems in the blank space.

Mu Jin looked a little strange: "Your Majesty, this servant remembers your handwriting, doesn't it seem like this?"

She had seen Zhong Qing copy Buddhist scriptures before, with neat and beautiful handwriting. Although she also showed a faint sense of style, it was completely different from the sharp-edged one at the moment.

Mu Jin didn't study calligraphy, she just felt that the two lines of Empress Empress, when she looked at them at first glance, she always felt that the lines between the lines seemed to be murderous and indescribably domineering.

Zhong Qing froze for a moment, looking at the paper on the table.

When she was still in the first world, because she wanted to teach Yan Yue, she learned this calligraphy under the half-forced half-indoctrination of the system.

After all, it is to teach the king of a country, so naturally you can't be too stingy.

When she copied Buddhist scriptures for the queen mother, it was naturally impossible to write like that.

The one-handed willow style written is just a pretense of beauty.

Zhong Qing smiled: "I have learned several fonts since I was a child, what's so strange about that."

She suddenly remembered something, and with a move in her heart, she handed the painting to Mu Jin.

"I didn't draw this painting well, you can burn it for me later."

Mu Jin was a little puzzled, took the painting, rolled it up carefully, and put it in your sleeve.

The master and servant were sitting and chatting slowly, when they suddenly saw something above their heads.

Zhong Qing looked up and saw a colorful kite.

She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is kite flying allowed in the palace now?"

Mu Jin thought for a while and said: "Maybe the master of some palace is playing with it in his own palace, and he flew away without paying attention."

If one dares to fly a kite outside, that would be daring.

As Mu Jin was speaking, she saw that the kite's string seemed to be torn, and it was wobbly, and it fell directly towards the yard where she was.

"Oh." Mu Jin looked at the exquisitely crafted kite on the ground, "I don't know which palace it is from."

Zhong Qing looked down and said, "If you have the heart, you can always find it."

Mu Jin thinks about it too, people from Huangyi Palace don't need to go out of their way to return kites for others.

After sitting for a while, the wind picked up a little bit. Even though she was wearing a thick cloak, Zhong Qing felt that the wind was blowing into her body coolly.

She sighed, thinking that this body was really dilapidated.

"Hijin, go back."

Mu Jin let out a hey, and helped Zhong Qing back to the hall.

Zhong Qing didn't want to lie down on the bed, so she just sat on the chair.

Mu Jin took the storybook and wanted to read it to her as usual, but Zhong Qing shook her head: "I'll just read it myself today."

Her rare spirit is good, and if she can read it by herself, there is no need for Mu Jin to read it.

Mu Jin stood quietly watching, when suddenly a palace official came in, seeing the silence here, she didn't dare to speak for a while.

Seeing that Zhong Qing didn't raise her head, Mu Jin walked aside, the palace man said something in a low voice, and Mu Jin let her go down.

"Your Majesty, that kite belongs to Duanhe Palace." Mu Jin whispered.

"Duanhe Palace." Zhong Qing thought of Concubine Xu Hui who was poisoned innocently.

"Is someone from Duanhe Palace here?"

(End of this chapter)