The Queen's Beggar's Wife

Yu Wenhua's golden words, the queen mother had no objection, so the matter of arranging the queen concubine's bedtime was settled like this.Even if someone here is dissatisfied, they only dare to slander, and dare not speak out blatantly.

After sitting for less than half an hour, the emperor said goodbye, got into the chariot hand in hand, and drove towards the Guoxuetang.

On the chariot, Yu Wenhua leaned against the chariot, closed her eyes and meditated, and said lightly but threatening words from her thin lips: "Remember the agreement you signed with me, don't try to escape from my control. There will be another time , I don’t guarantee that I will take any means to force you to submit.”

"The concubine dare not!" Chu Yueyin clenched her fists tightly, secretly angry, and turned her face away from him.

Yu Wenhua opened her eyes suddenly, pursed her lips tightly, and stared at her swollen face.After a while, she smiled lightly: "I hope this is Zitong's truth!"

Chu Yueyin stared intently at a corner decoration of the chariot, and covered her heart with her hands, as if someone had taken a dagger there, slashing at it one after another.

"The concubine knows her identity and will not disobey the emperor's order, but the emperor should not expect that the concubine will be used by you willingly. If the emperor wants to listen to the truth, he should go to Concubine Xueshu!"

Before the words finished, Chu Yueyin was instantly choked by Yu Wenhua's throat, and his big hand was exerting force little by little, as if testing the limit of her endurance.

Chu Yueyin stared at Yu Wenhua's black and gloomy eyes, without any doubt that he would strangle her to death in this chariot the next moment without showing any mercy.

The sky was full of blood, and Chu Yueyin seemed to see the coquettish Bana flowers blooming on both sides of the Wangchuan River.She slowly closed her empty eyes and gave up struggling.

Just die like this, leaving this world that doesn't belong to her.She is just a passerby, there is nothing worthy of her nostalgia here.

Yu Wenhua's face became more and more blurred, and the sound of the wheels became ethereal... Chu Yueyin's life was passing by rapidly, and she was about to reach the critical point of life and death.Suddenly a handsome man flashed in front of her eyes, a pair of star-like eyes stared at her affectionately, his bright red lips murmured something, then turned and left lightly.

"Don't go!" Chu Yueyin silently asked him to stay, but only saw that the man walked farther and farther away in the white world, gradually turning into a black spot.Finally out of sight.

Yu Wenhua hesitated for a moment, and the hand holding his throat relaxed a little.

"Don't kill me!" A hoarse voice rushed out of her throat, Chu Yueyin broke Yu Wenhua's fingers with all her strength, and struggled vigorously.Just at the moment when she was on the verge of death, she found the meaning of living in this world.At some point, a person quietly took root and sprouted in her heart.For him, she must live a good life.

Yu Wenhua was surprised to see the fighting spirit Chu Yueyin aroused in an instant, and withdrew her hand.Just now she turned back into the woman with thorns all over her body, which suddenly aroused his latent hostility.He said to himself that the only reason to let Chu Yueyin go was because she was still worth using.

This is the second time he escaped from Yu Wenhua's hands.Chu Yueyin covered her throat with both hands, it hurts a lot, and her heart hurts even more!No matter how gentle and pampering Yu Wenhua was to her in front of others, and bewitched everyone, even once bewitched her, but in his bones he was a tyrannical emperor who treated his wife as a pawn and treated human life as worthless.

At this moment, Chu Yueyin swore secretly that she would not let Yu Wenhua have a third chance to kill her, never!

The chariot stopped in front of the Chinese Academy.Chu Yueyin pulled up the collar of her palace attire, and slowly got off the chariot.She turned around and watched the chariot carrying Yu Wenhua go away until it was out of sight, then turned around and entered the Chinese Academy, where she sat behind the curtain and listened to Liao Guangze's lecture.

Liao Xixi is a native of Zangyuan Country. He lost his mother when he was young, and followed his father to travel around the world. He returned to Zangyuan Country two years ago and was immediately hired by Yu Wenhua as a teacher, specializing in lecturing on the geography and customs of various countries.

Chu Yueyin arrived late today, and it was almost noon after listening to Liao Guangze's class.Stepping out of the foreign school, Chu Yueyin was about to get into the carriage, when she suddenly heard someone calling her from behind, she turned her head and saw that it was Wen Hui.

Wen Hui was wearing a light gray robe, holding Feng Mingqin in his arms, standing in front of her with a slight smile.

"Empress, I didn't see you when I was giving a lecture this morning, so I thought you wouldn't be here today."

"Teacher Wen, I've been delayed due to something. I will definitely come to listen to Teacher Wen's lecture on time tomorrow." It was not just a delay, she almost never heard Wen Hui's lecture again.Chu Yueyin would not tell Wen Hui about the turmoil on the chariot, so as not to worry him, let alone spread it to Chu Huan's ears through him.

Wen Hui shook his head and said, "I don't mind that the empress didn't come to attend Weichen's class. I'm just entrusted by Master Chu to send news of the queen's well-being back to the Chu family every day."

A warm current flowed through Chu Yueyin's heart in an instant.Chu Huan didn't have any blood relationship with her, but he treated her like his own daughter, not only prepared a lot of banknotes and taels for her to bring into the palace, but also silently followed her life in the palace.Moreover, Chu Huan knew that Yu Wenhua "spoiled" her, but he never asked for it.

"Empress...Empress..." Seeing that Chu Yueyin was engrossed in thinking, Wen Hui called her repeatedly.

Chu Yueyin came back to her senses, glanced at Feng Mingqin in Wen Hui's arms, and asked curiously, "Where is Teacher Wen going with Feng Mingqin in his arms?"

"I'm going to the Yihexuan, and ask Mr. Huangfu for advice." Wen Hui showed a big smile, as if he had great expectations for the meeting with Huangfuyan.

Wen Hui took Fengmingqin with him, so he went to ask for advice on piano art.However, Wen Hui's qin art is one of the best in the Tibetan Yuan Kingdom, and it must not be because of Huangfuyan's status as the prince that he can come to ask for advice so humbly.Could it be that Huangfuyan's piano skills are better than Wenhui's?

Wen Hui seemed to see Chu Yueyin's doubts, and said with a smile: "There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. My minister has practiced the piano art diligently since childhood. Although he is proficient, when it comes to exquisiteness, someone is more Outperformed."

Chu Yueyin understood after thinking about it, and said firmly to Wen Hui, "Is the person Mr. Wen said Mr. Huangfu?"

"Exactly. And," Wen Hui suddenly took a step closer, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "Mr. Huangfu has a Long Xiaoqin."

"Is it Long Xiaoqin, which is as famous as Fengmingqin?" Chu Yueyin exclaimed, and immediately covered her cherry lips with her hand, looked at the attendants on the left and right, and said in a low voice, "I remember Teacher Wen once said , Long Xiaoqin and Fengmingqin are originally from the same root, they are a couple of pianos, Long Xiao is the husband, deep and elegant, like a man who is indomitable, and Fengming is the wife, clear and melodious, like a graceful woman. Xiao and Fengming played together, and the world was moved."