[Wu Zetian colleagues] Wu Lingchun

Throughout the dynasties, the internal eunuchs were the best at flattery, and they were even more fond of exaggerated words.

No matter good words or bad words, once they fall into their mouths, they can say hype, you can't help but believe it.

Zhao Yingjiu served by Empress Wu's side for a long time, and she has already mastered this set of skills. Even if Wan'er knows what kind of eunuchs are, she heard from Zhao Ying that Empress Wu "lost two catties" and other extremely exaggerated words , one of her hearts has long been occupied by concern, and she no longer has the heart to do other things, wishing she could grow wings immediately and fly to Chengqing Hall.

After washing up and making sure that she was neatly dressed, Wan'er quietly wrapped the wooden box in a parcel, pretending it was clothes and jewelry to take to Chengqing Hall, said goodbye to Mrs. Zheng, and left with Zhao Ying and his party. Ye Ting.

With Zhao Ying as an escort, Wan'er was not worried about any danger along the way.

Even when she was approaching the Chengqing Hall and met He Lan Minzhi on the way, Wan'er didn't feel any panic.

He Lan Minzhi was still wearing more fancy clothes, as if he had just come out of Chengqing Hall.

Wan'er felt a "thud" in her heart, and a certain guess came to her mind.

He Lanminzhi, as if she was afraid that Wan'er would not be suspicious of him, walked towards Wan'er with her teeth bared and grinning.

"Shangguan is a good man!" He was so tired that he even saluted.

Wan'er felt as if she was facing a formidable enemy, she immediately returned the salute, but she didn't say a word.

The smile on He Lanmin's face deepened, and he narrowed his eyes to glance at the unspeakable bundle held by the maid behind Wan'er. A scrupulous tired expression replaced it.

His reaction has already confirmed the guess in Wan'er's heart.

Zhao Ying is the one with the most winking eyes, sensing that He Lanmin seems to be treating Wan'er unkindly, he has already taken a step forward with a smile on his face.

"Duke Zhou just came from Chengqing Palace?" He said so, his chubby body kept Wan'er behind him without moving his expression.

He Lanminzhi squinted his eyes, with a hint of provocation at the corner of his mouth, and deliberately said slowly: "What a good slave..."

Zhao Ying's complexion changed slightly, He Lanminzhi was already laughing, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Wan'er's mind relaxed, and she became tense again——

He Lanminzhi didn't attack on the spot, which made her secretly relieved.But did he just say something to Empress Wu?

Wan'er's eyes drifted to the direction of Chengqing Palace.

Zhao Ying's face changed very quickly, as if the person He Lanminzhi scolded like a dog just now was not him at all.

Sensing that Wan'er was looking in the direction of Chengqing Palace, Zhao Ying thought of something cleverly, and quickly apologized with a smile: "When Mrs. Shangguan serves the Empress, please be more careful."

Wan'er turned her head in surprise.

Zhao Ying sighed and continued: "Ming Dao Changxian has gone, and the Queen of Heaven is not happy!"

Wan'er was stunned: Ming Chongyan really...

So the dream she had last night...

There was a roar in Wan'er's head, giving birth to some unreal feelings.

Is Ming Chongyan really... dead?

"Why is Daoist Ming..." Wan'er asked with difficulty when she heard her own voice.

Zhao Ying let out a "hey", shook his head and said, "Didn't you just say that! He's such a good person, that's all..."

As he spoke, he blinked, and suddenly changed his words: "An immortal like Daoist Ming should re-enter the heavens and go to the immortal class again, right?"

This kind of nonsense, who are you lying to?

Wan'er raised her eyes to look at the sky.

Zhao Ying gave an embarrassed "ha", and Fang truthfully said: "It happened last night... Ming Daoist was killed at home, and his head was in a different place. It's very miserable!"

Wan'er's face turned pale.

Speaking of which, Ming Chongyan treated her well, at least he didn't harm her.In particular, he did not know how to use some means to figure out that Wan'er's origin was "unusual", which made Wan'er feel more or less kind to him in this strange time and space.

However, Ming Chongyan was killed just like that, just like the ending of Ming Chongyan in the history she was familiar with.

And she clearly knew who did it, but she couldn't say...

Can't say, like, she can't tell anyone about her origin, and everything she knows about this era.

Wan'er felt a lot of powerlessness in her heart.

She forced a smile at Zhao Ying and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your guidance. I will be extra careful when I serve the Queen of Heaven."

Zhao Ying hurriedly waved his hands and said "I dare not".

Wan'er never put on a show in front of others, she looks good, has a good temper, and most importantly, she is a first-class celebrity in front of Empress Wu.With such an existence, Zhao Ying wished to flatter her more, how could he dare to accept her thanks?

"The Empress of Heaven likes Shangguan's lady the most. Now that you are back, the Empress of Heaven will see you, and you will have nothing to worry about!" Zhao Yingzheng said with a smile.

Favorite?

Wan'er forced a smile.

What she wants is not only Empress Wu's "favorite"?

What she wants is Empress Wu's heart!

In Chengqing Palace.

Empress Wu wrote another piece of plain paper, and impatiently rolled it into a ball, leaving it aside.

Anyone could tell that she was in a bad mood, and everyone in the hall, including the female historian on duty who served the pen and ink behind her, fell silent.

As soon as Wan'er stepped into the palace, she saw Empress Wu's displeasure, and her heart softened involuntarily——

At this moment, she especially wanted to step forward quickly and smooth the frown that Empress Wu frowned.

However, in fact, she could only salute Empress Wu as usual.

When Empress Wu saw Wan'er, the frosty look faded from her face.

"You're back?" She raised her chin to Wan'er in a self-confident manner.

I'm back... It seems that Chengqing Hall is where Wan'er belongs.

Wan'er liked this kind of statement, the corners of her mouth could not help but slightly curved, and Gong said "yes".

"Come here." Empress Wu raised her noble right hand towards Wan'er.

Wan'er wished that she would call her so, she immediately got up, without empress Wu saying that she was flat, and approached lightly.

The female history behind Empress Wu bowed her head and backed away tactfully, giving way to the place that originally belonged to Wan'er——

If you stick around here again, it will only annoy the Empress Dowager, right?

This female Shi knew how much she weighed.

Wan'er stopped less than half a foot in front of Empress Wu, and was about to bow again to salute, but Empress Wu grabbed her wrist and pulled her to her side.

Wan'er: "!"

The shock in her heart is not insignificant: Does this mean that Empress Wu is eager to see her?

Wan'er's heart was beating restlessly in her chest, and her cheeks were flushed pink.

She lowered her head subconsciously.

Empress Wu looked at Wan'er and nodded with satisfaction: "You look better."

He smiled again and said, "Why, you're shy after not seeing Bengong for a few days?"

She obviously noticed the crimson color on Wan'er's cheeks.

Because of this sentence, Wan'er's eyes widened: Isn't it the kind of "shyness" she thought?

What Empress Wu was referring to must have been her disrespect for coming to Tiangui in front of her... right?

Empress Wu was stared at by Wan'er's round eyes, so she burst out laughing.

She smiled so brightly, Wan'er was infected by her instant recovery, and for a moment she completely forgot the difference between superiority and inferiority, and just stared at that bright and mature face infatuatedly.

It was rare for Empress Wu to see Wan'er so absent-minded, her eyebrows and eyes were bent, and she tilted her head in a better mood: "It seems to be more provocative..."

She was talking about Wan'er's appearance.

Wan'er immediately lowered her head again in embarrassment.

Anyone who is praised for his good looks by the person he likes will instinctively feel ashamed, right?

Empress Wu probably didn't know Wan'er's mood at the moment. After complimenting her appearance, she pulled Wan'er to the desk: "Momo, let me see if you have neglected your homework these few days."

This is... to test her calligraphy?

A sense of disappointment flashed across Wan'er's heart: she hasn't gotten enough of being entangled with Empress Wu yet.

Of course, Empress Wu would never have thought that in Wan'er's eyes, that was called "tiring".

Wan'er had no choice but to stand behind the book case obediently, and lifted up the sleeve on the right side with her left hand, and polished half of the inkstone in a flowing manner.

He took the pen again and presented it to Empress Wu.

Empress Wu found her movements pleasing to the eye, so she didn't pick up the pen, but raised her chin towards Wan'er, and said with a smile: "I'm going to test you!"

Wan'er then pleaded guilty, spread a blank piece of plain paper on the case, twisted the pen, concentrated her mind, raised her wrist, and wrote two lines of poems on the plain paper.

After writing, wait for the ink to dry before presenting the plain paper to Empress Wu.

Ever since she started to write, Empress Wu has been watching her intently from the sidelines.

I just feel that no matter how I look at it, it is pleasing to the eye, but I can't take my eyes away.

After seeing the verses on the plain paper, the smile deepened: "It's hard for you to imitate Bengong's words, but you imitated with care."

Upon hearing this, Wan'er hurriedly said "I dare not".

She really imitated Empress Wu's favorite and best at flying body.

However, in all fairness, Wan'er still felt that she couldn't write the style of Empress Wu.

As the saying goes, "writing is like a person", Wan'er herself is not that kind of strong personality, and her writing is more gentle and soft, so that she can write with the style of empress Wu's writing, without losing the charm of being straight and flying. It's really hard for her.

Empress Wu obviously saw the clues.

She held the piece of plain paper and looked at it for a few breaths, and then she couldn't help commenting: "The poem is not bad, but the characters... are not too hot."

On the spur of the moment, she picked up a pen and wrote on another blank piece of plain paper, and copied Wan'er's poem again.

Although it is a copy, but compared with Wan'er's handwriting, it has another taste.

Wan'er stared at the ink that hadn't fully dried, and was fascinated by it, and her fingers couldn't help drawing in the air along with the trace of the dragon and snake.

Empress Wu liked her appearance of studying from the bottom of her heart, and she felt a little love for her. With a slight thought, she came over, stood behind Wan'er, and said in a warm voice, "Just follow the instructions."

Wan'er picked up the pen again naturally and obediently. Just after writing two words, she suddenly felt a warm feeling on her wrist, and then the entire back of her hand was covered with tenderness.

Wan'er heard her gasp——

Empress Wu actually got close to her, and even controlled her hand, personally instructing her how to force each word.

That rich and gorgeous aura is right beside her, and Empress Wu's body seems to be attached to it...

Wan'er's body trembled in disbelief, and almost uselessly dropped ink dots on the plain paper.

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Ah Zhao: I will teach you how to write a few words...