The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

The emperor stayed in Yongning Palace and had dinner with the empress and her son, and the prince and his family.

As for the situation in Yonghe Palace...it has been going on for a while and there is still no sign of peace.

"First meeting! You don't want to listen to my arrangements?" Concubine Yun was so angry that she was shaking.

"I don't want to listen! Father has already told me that I don't have to learn the palace rules. I don't want to stay in the palace. I don't want to teach Nanny! Mu Yang..."

Chu Jian snuggled into Jing Muyang's arms while talking stubbornly.

"Mother..."

"Shut up!" Her son would say something nice to his wife, "If she continues like this, she'll get into trouble sooner or later!"

"Mother, if she gets into trouble, my son can protect her. If she can't, she has a golden ticket to avoid death." Jing Muyang finally said a complete sentence.

"You..." Concubine Yun had forgotten about this. "Okay, Jing Muyang, now you have a wife and have forgotten your mother!"

"Mother, how could this be? How could a son forget his mother? I have repeatedly told Chu Jian that no one should be bullied no matter where he is. Especially in a situation like today, aren't they obviously trying to embarrass us? Of course we have to fight back. Although Chu Jian did go a bit too far, father didn't say much. Mother, you can just punish her as you see fit. If the punishment is too severe, your son is willing to take it on her behalf." Jing Muyang knelt on the ground.

"Take the blame for her? It seems that I can't punish her. You take her back, go back, go back!" Concubine Yun was so angry that she couldn't bear it anymore. Nothing went well for her today.

"Mother, I'm not in a hurry to go back." Jing Muyang stood up and coaxed her again. His mother liked to say the opposite of what she meant. If he really left, she would probably cry for the whole day.

"Mother, I really think you did a good job of confronting me when I first met you. Although you are a noble concubine in the palace, have any of them really taken you seriously? In the past, I was not in the capital, but now I am back. We don't want that position, but we can't let others bully us."

After hearing her son's patient explanation and coaxing, Concubine Yun felt better. Looking at Chu Jian who was still standing in the distance, she thought, "Why did she end up with such a daughter-in-law?" If she was proficient in everything like Chu Xia, would others still find fault with her?

"This is the first time we've met. It's not that mother wants to punish you, but this palace is different from the outside world. You can't just say and do whatever you want. You have to restrain yourself. The emperor didn't care about you once or twice, but if he does it again, even if he only cares a little bit, Mu Yang will suffer. Do you understand?"

"I understand, mother, don't be angry." Seeing her attitude soften, she softened too. After all, she did say the wrong thing. "I will pay attention next time, but if they bully me again, I will still fight back!"

"You...ah, with your temper, go back and copy the Buddhist scriptures a hundred times, and don't refute it again! No matter what you do, you have embarrassed the emperor, and you can't just let him off the hook." Concubine Yun waved her hand, "You guys go back, go back, I'm tired."

Jing Muyang did not leave immediately. Instead, he helped her lie down and gave instructions to the maids before taking Chu Jian away.

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After being punished to copy the text a hundred times, Chu Jian took the pen home but didn't write a single word for a long time.

Jing Muyang looked at her unhappy expression.

"Princess, I'll have someone write it for you. Anyway, they haven't seen your handwriting, so no one will know."

"That's not necessary." Chu Jian wrote a few words slowly, looking listless.

It seemed that it was not because of the punishment of copying, but they were afraid that they had said a lot of unpleasant things again. Jing Muyang came over, took her pen and put it down, sat on the small couch, and held her in his arms.

"First time seeing you, can you tell me what else happened today?"

"It's not a big deal. It's just that Chu Xia is good at everything, including music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I'm useless. It's not the first time I've heard it. It's nothing." Chu Jian took the opportunity to get into his arms and hugged him tightly.

"Who said you are useless? They just don't know that your calligraphy is top-notch and your painting skills are probably unmatched in the capital. As for playing the zither and chess, I can teach you slowly."

"I can play the piano. I can play many kinds of musical instruments, but I'm not good at the guqin. I can also play chess, military chess, go, chess, and western chess. I can play more types than you, but I'm not good at it!"

Chu Jian snorted. It is true that she prefers painting, but that doesn’t mean she is not capable of other things.

In the modern world, any family with some money will arrange various hobbies for their children. As long as the child likes it and wants to learn it, it's just a matter of words. Not to mention that Chu Jian has been interested in everything since she was young and wants to try everything. She is energetic and bold, and she has learned and done so many things.

Although most of them only dabbled in the subject, they have seen and understood much more of the world than these ancient people.

Jing Muyang laughed twice. It turned out that this girl was not convinced!

"The princess wants to turn the tables?"

"Of course I want to! But they don't know what they are good at, and it's not available here! I am not good at what they are good at, so there is no comparison. I can only admit defeat."

Chu Jian picked her fingers, and she didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to Jing Muyang.

"How did you lose?" Jing Muyang held her up a little, "You are the best in my heart, why do you care about others?"

"You don't understand. This is a contest between women. It has nothing to do with you." Chu Jian sat up straight with a very serious expression, "Mu Yang, why don't you teach me how to play the piano now? I've been a beginner before."

"Do you really want to learn?"

"Of course I am. I am a very competitive person, how can I lose to them!" Those narrow-minded women in the boudoir!

"Okay, I will teach you personally." If you like to make noise, then go ahead.

Jing Muyang smiled and stood up, pulling her to Xiu Garden, where there was the best zither in the world, worthy of his princess.

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