Comprehensive film and television: Queen Queen uses her beauty to commit crimes

Wen Yuan's life has always been very regular. Even if she didn't have to worry about paying respects, she would not get up late.

Sometimes she thought, if she traveled to a world of cultivation instead of a movie or TV world, she might simply skip the step of sleeping.

Why sleep for a long time when you are alive? You are destined to sleep forever after you die. (Laughs)

"It must have been a busy morning this morning. It's a pity I can't go and pay my respects."

However, it is not necessarily.

Empress Yixiu, who is so arrogant, will not give up on her own. There are few people in the palace now, and there are no lackeys. I am afraid that this visit of respect will be a unilateral act by Yixiu to harm Jingpin and Wanpin.

Forget it. Thinking about it this way, there would be no regrets if I didn't go to pay my respects.

Not interesting.

When she is conferred the title of Imperial Concubine, that will be the day for her to confront Yixiu.

There is no point in engaging in petty verbal exchanges.

Not barking like a dog before killing someone is a rule Wen Yuan set for himself.

After completing daily cleansing, massage and moisturizing care, Wen Yuan sat in front of the dressing table.

"Don't wear jewelry today, just put your hair up."

"Ok."

Most likely Yinzhen will come today, and so will An Lingrong. She naturally cannot slack off on the second day of education with Wen Yi.

Ok……

The familiar feeling is back.

This kind of busy schedule gives you a sense of fulfillment that is fully planned out.

If it weren't for her pregnancy, she wouldn't have given herself any rest time.

'My child, you are the root of all laziness.'

Stroking her bulging belly, Wen Yuan shook her head and complained.

*

Yinzhen left court late today, and it was already three quarters past noon when he came.

In fact, when he arrived in front of Chuxiu Palace, he was still a little hesitant, wavering and uneasy.

It was Wen Yi's hysteria last night that made him feel fear and terror towards the child.

What would we do if all boys were as stupid as Hongshi and all girls were as rude and unreasonable as Wen Yi?

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Yinzhen's mood today is that of a groundhog.

But it is too inhumane for me to go to Yangxin Palace to relax while Wen Yuan suffers alone. And no matter how bad Wen Yi is, she is still his princess...

Ugh.

Wen Yuan, oh Wen Yuan, I have risked my life for you today.

Walking into Chuxiu Palace, the atmosphere is as quiet and busy as ever.

The palace maids in Chuxiu Palace were well trained. Whenever Yinzhen came, they were always in order and had work to do.

Really just like my master.

Why couldn't his ministers follow him more?

Even if the minister does not follow, it is fine as long as the son follows.

Thinking of Yinzhen, he worked hard and diligently all his life...

Just don’t mention it!

As expected, Wen Yuan and he were in tune with each other and had a great affinity with each other. They were completely alike in their hardworking and self-disciplined personalities.

The door of the main hall of Chuxiu Palace was open, and Yinzhen knew that this was what Wen Yuan called "opening the door for ventilation."

I strode into the inner hall, but the expected crying and noise had not yet appeared.

"The Emperor is here~"

Wen Yuan's voice came from the inner room. Yinzhen drew aside the curtain and looked inside.

Huh? Wen Yi is also awake, and is also beside Wen Yuan?

Wen Yuan naturally did not miss the surprise in Yinzhen's eyes. She pretended not to notice and lowered her head to ask Wen Yi,

"Wen Yi, what should you say when you see your father?"

Wen Yi's eyes lit up when she heard this. She knew the answer to this question!

She quickly put down her chubby hands that were fiddling with the objects on the table, folded her hands on the sides of her lower abdomen, slightly bent her legs, and greeted Yinzhen,

"Royal Father."

Sweet cocoa, add a spoonful!

In the more than three quarters of an hour since Wen Yi got up, Wen Yuan has not been idle.

She had made all the preparations and was just waiting for Yinzhen to hesitantly crawl into Chuxiu Palace with his legs.

At this time, Wen Yuan smiled triumphantly at Yinzhen, showing the smile of a small man who had achieved success. At the same time, he turned around, took Wen Yi's hand and said,

"Come on, let's ignore the emperor and continue studying, okay~"

"Yes!"

For Yu Wenyi, nothing is more important than having a full cup of cocoa.

The two of them went to the small table on the bed and continued the previous topic.

"Wen Yi, do you think these flowers are beautiful?"

"nice!"

The table was filled with various flowers and branches that Guang Pu had cut in the greenhouse early this morning, as well as seven vases of different shapes and colors.

Although Yinzhen was ignored, he was very curious about how Wen Yuan taught her children. He even moved a small round stool without Su Peisheng and sat far away opposite the bed to watch the fun.

Looking around the room, there are many new and novel decorations that are not usually seen.

There is a human head model with bunted hair, which is covered with jewels. You can tell at first glance that it is the work of a child who only knows how to pile up glittering things.

There was an extra board with the word "beauty" written on it in large letters.

I guess this is today's topic.

"So, what kind of vase does Wen Yi want to choose, and what kind of flowers does he want to put together? How can he make it 'beautiful'?"

Wen Yuan's words were not very coherent, but for a child like Wen Yi, it was the most authentic "mother tongue".

With the help of Longsha, her sleeves were rolled up and secured and tied from the shoulders with a ribbon.

There are many kinds of flowers, and flowers with thorns such as roses are also carefully trimmed.

This is already the second practical lesson of the day. Wen Yi took the jewelry and now she is more adept at arranging flowers.

Under Yinzhen's frowning and bitter gaze, Wen Yi chose the most colorful and fancy vase and put a few of all the bright red and purple flowers into it.

"Um……"

With the knowledge gained from the previous headdress, Wen Yi looked at his flower arrangement and fell silent.

She poked her finger guiltily and asked Wen Yuan,

"Where is the concubine?"

Oh? You actually have self-awareness?

Yinzhen felt that it was really not his fault. Wen Yi, who was now sitting quietly on the bed, was simply not of the same species as the demon god from last night. How could he not be surprised?

Everyone in the palace said that children were difficult to raise. This...

"Well... if it were my mother, she would do this."

Wen Yuan started to operate while speaking.

"Mother would choose this white porcelain vase. Mother likes roses. This one is called Spectrum Rose and this one is called Longsha Gem Rose."

"What's that? It's a big white gem!"

"Yes~"

Wen Yuan naturally didn't mind responding to the child's childish words, nor did she mind giving the child a look full of love and indulgence.

She actually hates stupidity.

The look of caring for the mentally retarded is actually not much different from the look of caring for a child, and there is no pressure to hide emotions when acting.

Therefore, Wen Yuan does not have too many disadvantages because she has never been a mother.

Under the children's astonished gaze, Wen Yuan quickly put the flowers in a vase.

Wen Yi imitated the way Wen Yuan used to praise her and clapped her hands.

"Mother, you are more beautiful!"

It’s not that children’s aesthetic tastes have changed, but that Wen Yuan’s art work is too dimensional.

Looking at Wen Yuan's flower arrangement, Yinzhen felt his dry eyes felt much more comfortable.

"Does Wen Yi know why?"

Being pretty and beautiful is basically what every girl aspires to.

So even though Wen Yi was only five years old this year and had not received a normal education, she racked her brains and thought hard.

After thinking for nearly a minute, Wen Yi spoke up and expressed her thoughts carefully.

"Because...well...because it's not beautiful, it's beautiful."

As a person with max comprehension ability, Wen Yuan fully understood what Wen Yi said.

"By the way. Wen Yi is awesome."

Wen Yuan is never stingy with her praise.

In her opinion, praise is essential to education.

It is just like the capitalists’ exploitation of workers, the so-called bonuses, the so-called A evaluation, the so-called commendations.

When there are "praise" and "rewards", workers will feel that even being 007 is worth it.

"It is precisely because of these inconspicuous and not very pretty little flowers and branches and leaves that the already beautiful flowers become even more beautiful when combined together."

"Yes!"

"So Wen Yi, the inconspicuous grass and leaves are also very important."

"important."

"It's not enough to be beautiful alone. Only when they are beautiful together, is it truly beautiful."

"Wen Yi, I understand!"

After receiving the praise, Wen Yi was naturally motivated to listen to the reasoning behind it as explained by Wen Yuan.

Wen Yi shook his head, and Yinzhen nodded frequently after listening to Wen Yuan's words. He didn't expect that such an important truth could be extended from his daughter's education which was just like playing house.

No wonder Wen Yuan is so polite. The Jueluo family has a good way of education. This kind of education method should be passed down from generation to generation.

At this moment, Yinzhen had to admit that he had always underestimated Wen Yuan.

He shouldn't have used his previous prejudice against Concubine Hua to empathize with Wen Yuan.

Their personalities are similar, but their natures and upbringings are completely different from those of the same age in the Guarjia family.

"Well, Wen Yi, you have already learned the essence of beauty. Now use flowers and jewelry to make your mother beautiful."

"it is good!"

Only at this moment did Yinzhen realize that Wen Yuan looked a little different today.

No jewelry is worn.

"Wen Yi, this." Wen Yi didn't dare to match it directly to Wen Yuan, so she pointed to the previous model.

Long Sha understood what he meant and cleared the model to its initial state, waiting for Wen Yi to perform.

It can be seen that when children start to work, they have already begun to consider the priorities and coordination.

Although still somewhat immature and unable to break away from the preference for the most popular and famous, he has begun to consciously avoid piling up, and his taste has gradually taken shape.

Wen Yi looked at her masterpiece carefully, and from time to time looked back at the flower arrangement on the table, feeling a little frustrated.

"Mother, Wen Yi, no."

"Wen Yi is great, and will be even better with more effort."

"Then Wen Yi will work hard, and in the future, mother, it will be beautiful!"

"Okay~~Will Wen Yi see how mother will do it?"

"Yes!"

Wen Yuan is dressed up today, after all, this is a class for the sake of "beauty".

When Wen Yuan picked up the plain jade hairpin without any decoration and inserted it around the flowers, Wen Yi said loudly,

"This is the same as a leaf!"

“By the way, Wen Yi is awesome.

Do you know what this is called? It’s called, indispensable.”

"No, can, or, lack."

Wen Yi now likes to repeat what Wen Yuan said.

Unlike before, when she repeated these things now, not only would she not be scolded by her wet nurse, but she would also be rewarded by her mother!

By the way...why hasn't the wet nurse come back yet?

Forget it, don’t think about it, my mother will praise her!

As expected, Wen Yi received a very gentle touch.

"Indispensable, just like little Wen Yi."

"Wen Yi, indispensable? Will you be beautiful?"

Wen Yuan nodded, "Yes, mother and father can't live without you. We are a family."

"Family. Like mother?"

"More important than my mother."

"Wen Yi, I understand!"

Yinzhen watched the whole process, and his pupils were filled with shock and attachment that could not be concealed.

Tong Jia's mother...

Yinzhen pursed his lips unconsciously, and felt a sour feeling in his nose when he breathed.

Wen Yuan is not wrong.

The family they form is more important than their mother.

It's just a telepathic connection.

She understands me.

Yinzhen said nothing.

He even left without having lunch, pursing his lips, for he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his tears.

The love of his biological mother, a luxury he had longed for all his life but never received.

How are he and Wen Yi not alike?

The biological mother is obsessed with power, more than she loves her son.

But Wen Yi and he were both lucky, as they met a mother who treated their adopted son as her own.

He would definitely not let Wen Yuan die in the Forbidden City like his father did.

Queen, Queen Mother...you've jumped enough, it's time to lie down.

I do not owe anything to the Uya family, nor do I owe anything to the Ulanara family.

Yinzhen's hasty departure was naturally not missed by Wen Yuan.

The smile on her face as she looked at Wen Yi deepened.

"Wen Yi, you are mother's good child."

"Yes!"

The laughter of children echoed in the Chuxiu Palace. Nanny Liu and Nanny Song, who were guarding outside, also smiled at each other.

The interactions between Wen Yuan and Wen Yi last night when Yinzhen was away and early this morning were recorded bit by bit in a paper report, lying on the desk in the Yangxin Palace.

"Wen Yi, your mother is pregnant with younger brothers and sisters. Wen Yi must be their role model in the future."

"example?"

"Yes, just like my mother taught Wen Yimei."

"Wen Yi, I understand!"

Although children are stupid and noisy, as long as we turn their upbringing into an investment and turn them into trusted employees, everything will go smoothly.

*

For several days, Yinzhen did not come to Chuxiu Palace again.

Yinzhen clearly wanted to escape, but he never got what he wanted.

The tea we drank in the Yangxin Palace was chrysanthemum tea brewed by Su Peisheng.

Whenever he saw these two combinations, Yinzhen couldn't help but recall the name that Wen Yuan used to shock his whole world - 'Su Fei'.

Just thinking about Su Peisheng's old face, wearing the royal clothes of a concubine...

Ah ah ah ah ah!

……

When she went to see Concubine Wan, she would also mention Concubine Yi in a roundabout way.

There were calls beside him, asking about Concubine Yi's health, Wen Yi's upbringing, and his concern for An Lingrong's daily situation.

Concubine Yi's reputation for being domineering finally allowed the Queen to get what she wanted, and even Wan Wan believed it.

The two of them already had conflicts, and now...

Ugh.

Never mind, it doesn't matter if they are not in harmony, both of them know their limits and will never do anything harmful to the world just for jealousy.

When I went to see Concubine Duan, she looked more haggard and had more worries.

Yinzhen knew that Concubine Duan wanted to have a child to raise.

But Wen Yuan was right about one thing. Concubine Duan's health was already in such a state, how could he let her work so hard?

……

Concubine Xiang also passed away three days ago.

Because Wen Yuan was pregnant and a concubine, there was no need for her to show up in public.

It was just that when the concubine was buried, Yinzhen would not have even gone to take a look if he had not heard that Longsha had taken Wen Yi there.

Wen Yi held Long Sha's hand, not making a fuss or going crazy, but just watching silently with his eyes wide open.

Yinzhen just thought that the child did not understand the separation of life and death, but when he said, "Wen Yi is tired, let's go back to Chuxiu Palace first," Wen Yi's answer stunned him.

“Wen Yi, I’m not tired.

My mother said that my mother fell asleep and turned into a beautiful star, who could understand me, Wen Yi.

Wen Yi, and mother, finally, spoke.

Don't cry, Wen Yi. Be good to your mother from now on. Don't be afraid, mother. Sleep well."

He couldn't tell what he felt, he just patted Wen Yi's forehead, and the desire to escape from Chuxiu Palace became stronger.

I am not born, but I am old.

What was originally a woman's regret for her lover has now become Yinzhen's regret for Wen Yuan.

If he and Wen Yuan were childhood sweethearts, if he and Wen Yuan met in the Qiandi Residence, or if he and Wen Yuan were married...

He wouldn't have so many regrets about the past.

But he is the Khan of Heaven! How can he indulge in such a sentimental love affair?

But the more I can't see my true self, the crazier my thoughts become.