Quickly wear "I am the empress"

"My concubine, I would like to pay my respects to the official family."

Empress Cao, who had a dignified and graceful smile, came in and bowed slightly to Zhao Zhen.

He waved and waved: "Queen, there is no need to be polite."

"You came to Chui Gong Hall today, but what's the important thing?"

Empress Cao pursed her lips and asked with a little hesitation: "Guan, have you ever heard of the rumors in the palace recently?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen nodded slightly and said, "I heard a little bit."

"Guan family, the princess is not young now. It's time to go to Zishan Hall to study."

"The officials call her to Chui Gong Hall every day, which will delay her studies."

Hearing Queen Cao's words, the smile on Zhao Zhen's face gradually solidified, "Queen, you don't have to worry about the princess's discipline. I have my own ideas in mind."

Seeing what Zhao Zhen said, Empress Cao sighed and advised: "Guan family, Brother Shu is also in Zishan Hall now. You should let them get along more as brothers and sisters."

Seeing Empress Cao mentioning her adopted son Zhao Shu, Zhao Zhen's face instantly turned ugly, "Why should we let them get along more?"

"The only biological child I have is An'er, and I just want her to be my child. Isn't this okay?"

Seeing that Zhao Zhen's expression suddenly became fierce, Empress Cao stopped talking, "Guan Jia, you dote on the princess so much. Even the harem before and after you have complained about it."

"hehe."

"If you have it, just do it."

"They can say whatever they want."

"When did it become a mistake for me to pamper my biological daughter?"

"Instead of making sarcastic remarks, people in the harem should think more about how to give me a child."

"If they give birth to Lin'er for me, I will naturally love her with all my heart."

"As for the officials of the previous dynasty... they asked me to adopt Zhao Shu as my adopted son, and I have done so. Why are they still dissatisfied now?"

"I don't have a son, but I don't have children. I just love my own An'er. Do they have anything to say about this?"

"Your Majesty, since Brother Shu has been adopted as your adopted son, you should treat her equally, otherwise... everyone in the world will criticize you."

Zhao Zhen sneered, "They can say whatever they want, I am a human being, not a saint."

"You ask me to treat others like my own children, but I can't do it."

"I'm partial to An'er, and I'm partial to my own child. I'm over thirty years old, and I'm just a child. If I'm not good to her, who should I be good to?"

"Whether people in the world say I'm selfish or callous, I just don't want to spend all my time on other people's children."

Seeing that Zhao Zhen started to go crazy after a disagreement, Empress Cao sighed helplessly, "Guan, you are the emperor. Everything you do is watched, and you can't make a single mistake."

Seeing that the queen started to do this again, Zhao Zhen waved his hands with a headache and said a little irritably, "Queen, please step back."

"I will bear the infamy in the world myself and will not drag you, the queen, down."

Seeing Zhao Zhen like this, Empress Cao bowed slightly and bowed, then replied with a sigh, "I, my concubine, leave."

The arrival of Queen Cao made Zhao Zhen feel very bad.

Everyone envies him for sitting above tens of thousands of people, but only he knows that he is walking on thin ice in this position...

Zhao Zhen's unhappy mood did not last long, because after a while, Zhiyu ran to Chui Gong Hall carrying a small cloth bag.

"An'er, what is this?"

Seeing the small cloth bag that Zhiyu was carrying with some difficulty, Zhao Zhen asked curiously.

Seeing Zhao Zhen's curiosity, Zhiyu poured out everything in the bag, "These are all books."

"I went to Zishan Hall today. This was given to me by the master of Zishan Hall."

Hearing Zhiyu's words, Zhao Zhen frowned slightly and said in a rather sarcastic tone: "The queen... is really virtuous."

Zhiyu pretended that she didn't understand what Zhao Zhen said, so she took a three-character scripture and handed it to Zhao Zhen:

"Dad, the wives of Zishantang are too ugly. I don't want to listen to what they say. Dad, can you be my wife?"

Hearing Zhiyu's words, Zhao Zhen almost choked on his own saliva.

Looking at the innocent Zhiyu, he asked in disbelief: "An'er, what were you talking about just now?"

Zhiyu glanced at him strangely and repeated: "Daddy, can you be my wife?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head, "The above sentence."

Wen Yanyu thought for a moment and then said calmly: "The masters at Zishantang are too ugly. I don't want to listen to them."

Zhao Zhen looked at Zhiyu with a complicated expression. He stopped talking for a long time, and finally all his emotions turned into a long sigh.

He called Zhiyu to his side and asked in a low voice: "Does An'er dislike ugly people when she sees them?"

Hearing this, Zhiyu glanced at Zhao Zhen cautiously, and seeing that Zhao Zhen had no other expression, she nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhao Zhen was half-hearted when he heard this: "Does An'er like to see good-looking people?"

Zhiyu nodded honestly: "I like it."

Zhao Zhen: "............"

The hanging heart finally died.

As expected of him, even his hobbies are the same as his.

He also doesn't like ugly people.

Seeing that Zhao Zhen was silent for a long time, Zhiyu thought that she had said the wrong thing, and asked at a loss: "Dad, did I do something wrong?"

Zhao Zhen sighed and shook his head: "No, An'er did nothing wrong."

As he spoke, he picked up the Three-Character Sutra in his arms, touched Zhiyu's head and said with a smile, "An'er, since you don't like ugly masters, then... from now on, daddy will teach you. You."

Wen Zhiyu was a little worried, "Daddy is too busy. Will An'er disturb daddy?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head, "No."

"No matter how busy dad is, he still has time to teach An'er."

Hearing what Zhao Zhen said, a smile instantly appeared on Zhiyu's face, "Daddy is the best."

As she said that, she picked up a memorial on the table and started reading it seriously.

After reading a thousand-word excerpt, Zhiyu ignored Zhao Zhen's shocked eyes and asked with a smile: "Dad, do you think I read well?"

Looking at Zhiyu who was begging for praise, Zhao Zhen's face began to turn serious.

An'er was weak and had never studied at Zishan Hall. The words she knew were all taught by Miao Zhaorong in her spare time.

But he knew Miao Zhaorong. Miao Zhaorong knew only a limited number of words, so it was impossible to have so many. Moreover, An'er was only six years old...

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhen waved his hand and asked the maids and eunuchs in the palace to leave. Then he asked in a trembling voice: "An'er, how do you know these words?"