I am the faint king [system]

"Yang Qinglian!"

All I heard was Chu Yue's exasperated and panicked voice coming from the imperial study room.

The palace guards outside the door looked at each other, puzzled, and then looked at Eunuch Zheng who was also standing at the door, and asked if he wanted to go in?

Eunuch Zheng gave them a wink and asked them to pretend they didn't know anything.

So everyone cooperated very well.

But they were all curious about what was going on inside, so they pricked up their ears to listen.

However, the next second.

With a tall, thin, bright yellow figure, she staggered out with her hands on the door frame.

With a gust of wind, he left the imperial study room.

Even Eunuch Zheng didn't come to chase after him, Chu Yue had already gone to Pu Cang Hall.

"His Majesty."

Eunuch Zheng was hesitant to follow, but right now, as His Majesty's personal eunuch, he should figure out some things first.

In order to save His Majesty from suffering again, Eunuch Zheng also felt that Mrs. Yang seemed a little unpredictable recently, and she felt a little tight and coercive towards His Majesty.

"Hey, Master Yang can't speak well, so please use a gentle tone to coax His Majesty, maybe that little ancestor is willing to learn everything when he is happy."

After all, His Majesty is a soft-eared child, and he can always listen to what he says in a nice voice.

Eunuch Zheng didn't follow, he stood at the door for a while, and soon someone raised his knee robe at the threshold of the imperial study and stepped out.

As soon as Yang Qinglian stood at the door, he saw Eunuch Zheng standing in front of him.

Eunuch Zheng looked hesitant to speak.

Yang Qinglian remained silent, just wearing the crimson purple civil official robe, the head of a hundred officials, surrounded her with the official aura of a natural superior.

Eunuch Zheng felt extremely stressed when he didn't take the initiative to speak. His mind flashed through the praises of Mr. Yang from the civil and military officials of the court.

Although the support of the late emperor played a big role, it would be useless if Mr. Yang did not live up to himself. Therefore, the first emperor once commented that Mr. Yang is a rare talent in a century.

No wonder His Majesty chose Master Yang to assist His Majesty.

Eunuch Zheng said cautiously: "Master Yang, I don't know what happened just now? The old servant saw that His Majesty ran out suddenly."

Yang Qinglian spoke silently.

Eunuch Zheng looked helpless, and without thinking about it, he guessed that the failure was caused by the young ancestor's mouth full of sports cars.

Lord Yang, what did you say to His Majesty?Why did she leave the memorial and run away.

Yang Qinglian didn't intend to leave, she clenched her hands behind her back, shook them, and said nothing.

Eunuch Zheng said: "My lord, Your Majesty is still young. Although the first emperor had already started the imperial conquest on the [-]th, after all, the age is different. Now in a peaceful and prosperous world, there is no need to be strict with Your Majesty. Your Majesty needs to teach you how to do it."

Yang Qinglian couldn't deny it, and nodded after a while.

Finally got the reaction of this golden head.

Eunuch Zheng couldn't bear to cut into the topic anymore.

He cautiously asked: "Also, can you tell this old slave why Your Majesty ran out of the imperial study in shame?"

Yang Qinglian:......

The air is silent and the atmosphere freezes.

It feels a bit wrong.

Sure enough, if you ask three questions without saying anything, there is no one who knows the emperor better than Yang Qinglian. His words are not many, but his empty holes are clear, and his possibilities are completely broken, just like a hundred Xiaosheng share everything.

Eunuch Zheng suddenly felt His Majesty's mood, and couldn't help becoming decadent.

Needless to say!Little ancestor, if you want to be a moth again, you have to be careful and keep your mouth shut. Don’t be guessed by Master Yang in advance without doing anything, and even think of countermeasures in advance to educate His Majesty. Are you talking nonsense!

"I don't think you will ever try to escape Lord Yang's grasp in your life."

In the end, Eunuch Zheng had no choice but to send his cronies to send Yang Qinglian out.

In fact, there is no need to send people, just let people follow behind. After all, whoever in the palace doesn't know Yang Qinglian, and who doesn't know that the female chief assistant, as the teacher of His Majesty, needs to enter the palace every day to supervise His Majesty.So no one dared to stop it.

Different from the calm over there.

Pu Cang Hall.

Chu Yue lay on her dragon bed, pulled the quilt over her head and kept rolling, rolling herself into an egg yolk roll. .

She murmured in bits and pieces: "Damn it, that woman Yang Qinglian dared to... tell me, is she convulsed or possessed by something?"

"To me, to me..."

Hesitant to speak and stop, unspeakable concealment.

Eunuch Zheng held a cup of brewed Longjing tea and placed it on the tea table on the couch. He looked worriedly at the person on the dragon bed.

Your Majesty, your complexion is not right and you need to call the imperial physician to attend you?

Seeing Eunuch Zheng's curious gossip, Chu Yue immediately said seriously, "I'm just on fire."

Eunuch Zheng didn't speak, but looked at His Majesty's ears and cheeks, which were slightly pink like apples that had recently been paid tribute to the court.

Chu Yue stared and reminded him: "Why, you look like you don't believe it."

Eunuch Zheng withdrew his eyes: "I don't have any, I'm just thinking about what Your Majesty will have for lunch?"

"I want to eat roast suckling pig today."

"But you are not angry?"

Chu Yue opened her eyes and said nonsense: "If you win, you lose, don't you know!"

"The old slave only knows how to add fuel to the fire."

Eunuch Zheng hurried to the imperial dining room to ask the imperial chef to prepare the pig's trotters, but this time he had to cut them smaller, lest the little ancestor would lose weight after eating.

Not only did he have to deal with Yang Shoufu every day, but he also had to face hundreds of officials in the future.

The gate of the quiet house in Yangfu, with a tall plaque made of red wood.

Taifu Yang has been resting in the mansion recently and has not entered the palace again, but he still has some expectations in his heart, hoping to enter the palace to meet the new emperor.

Recently, he often recalled that time, when he, His Majesty and classmates used to go hunting together in fresh clothes and angry horses.

And the former brother and friend, now he is the only one left.

Time flies like an arrow, and the glory of the past is short-lived.

While being sad, he wants to guide the offspring of his brothers, including his own children.

Think of Yang Qinglian.

Yang Tuo fell into deep thought.

Soon the butler came over.

"Master, Miss is back."

Yang Tuo beckoned: "Go and tell Lian'er that there is something important to discuss about finding her for my father."

The butler truthfully conveyed the master's words to Yang Qinglian's ears.

When Yang Qinglian came back, she didn't go back to her own courtyard, but changed into a blue sea-like floral dress near the wing room, which was different from the lengthy and spacious official robe.

This floral dress is very slim, and it fits against her jade-like neck, and the thin shoulder bones perfectly frame the beautiful scenery that a woman should have.

She went directly to her father's study.

Since she became an official in the court, the things she talked with her father included family affairs, and they tended to be more political. It can be said that the father and daughter have had a good reunion for a long time.

Yang Qinglian has always been cold and her style of acting is informal.

The same is true for Yang Tuo, who is well-behaved and abides by his own rules.

The moment Yang Qinglian stepped into the study, she clearly felt that her father's eyes were a little calm.

"The child has seen Daddy."

Yang Tuo saw that she was not wearing an official uniform, and there were no complicated etiquette, only the ordinary daily life of a father and daughter, he was relieved, and even spoke freely.

"Lian'er, did your majesty study the handbook left by the late emperor this afternoon?"

"Do you have the patience to teach His Majesty?"

Yang Qinglian said: "The boy has not handed over the manual to His Majesty."

After Yang Tuo heard this, his expression became serious for an instant. He couldn't help but look at his only daughter, only to feel that he couldn't see through her more and more.

"What on earth did you think?"

Yang Qinglian didn't have any mood swings because of his father's tone.

She said lightly: "Your Majesty is still young."

As soon as this word comes out.

Yang Tuo naturally thought of the news sent to him from the palace.

He clenched his fists tightly, the more he thought about the news that came before, the closer he was to the truth, he couldn't help but thumped the desk anymore, his tone suddenly sank.

"Hmph! Then why did His Majesty come out of the imperial study angrily today?"