"I'm not going back. It'll take some time to get back to the palace. I want to rest here." After Le Zhi said this, she went to a side hall where she had lived when she came to Changle Palace.

Le Xuan and Le Ci also ran away.

There are many side halls in Changle Palace, including one where the two of them often live.

After watching the children leave, Nan Yan took Shang Yue's hand and walked into the pavilion, pulling him to sit down.

She poured a cup of herbal tea and handed it to him, then looked at him and asked, "Did something happen in the court?"

Shang Yue's relaxed mood became heavy again after hearing Nan Yan's words, but when he thought of the letters he had received in the past few days, dark currents surged in his dark eyes.

He hummed slightly.

Nan Yan didn't say anything, waiting for him to speak.

She knew very well that he came here just to talk to her.

Sure enough, he spoke soon.

"I thought I had given them enough power and salary, but I didn't expect that some people were still not satisfied and were exploiting the people."

"If I hadn't gone to Jinling and seen what happened in Rongcheng, I probably wouldn't have thought of investigating them secretly. Then the end of the Yuan Dynasty might have been the end of our Shang Dynasty."

It was also his fault. After destroying the Yuan Dynasty and discovering new crops with high yields, he overestimated himself and thought everything was under his control.

In fact, the forest is big, the resources are rich, and there are all kinds of birds.

His shoulders were slightly hunched, his whole posture revealed a sense of weakness and fatigue, and his eyes revealed heaviness and guilt.

Nan Yan felt heartbroken instantly.

She took the man's big hand and said, "Ayue, since you ascended the throne, you have redeveloped the Shang Dynasty into a powerful country in more than ten years, and destroyed the Yuan Dynasty. You will definitely be an emperor whose name will be remembered for thousands of years. No matter when, there will always be termites. We will slowly clean them up."

Shang Yue nodded with emotion.

Then, it suddenly occurred to him that he seemed to be becoming more and more "fragile".

In the past, he would never have spoken out about these things and would have solved them promptly and decisively.

I don’t know when it started, but he seemed to have softened a lot. Not only did he tell Yan’er about this matter, he also asked her for comfort.

But he likes the change.

It would be better to have Yan'er around than for him to bear it alone. At least she would comfort him and even help him.

"It's getting late and I still have some things to do. You should go back and handle government affairs!" Nan Yan pushed Shang Yue.

She is currently considering a very important plan.

"Okay." Shang Yue stood up with a doting look on his face, following her movements. Before leaving, he said with concern: "Pay attention to the combination of work and rest."

He heard the term "combination of work and rest" from Nan Yan. She would always tell him this whenever he was very busy.

"Well, I know. You should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest."

Shang Yue returned to the imperial study, and Nan Yan went to the study, and they were both busy in their respective places.

Shang Yue returned to the imperial study and sat quietly for a while, then asked his attendant to summon Wuyou into the palace.

Wuyou also got married four years ago and now has a two-year-old child.

After Wuyou entered the palace, the two stayed in the imperial study for the entire afternoon, and Wuyou did not leave the palace until very late.

For three consecutive days, Wuyou went to the palace in the afternoon and returned in the evening.

After that, Wuyou no longer entered the palace or attended court, and he appeared to be taking long breaks, but in fact he was very busy, and sometimes his wife didn't see him for the whole day.

At the same time, a piece of news spread among the people that Ms. Zhiya was the current queen.

They didn't know who first spread the news, but by the time everyone reacted, most people already knew about it.

And it's the kind that's spread in every state capital.

Word of the matter spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and almost everyone on the street was talking about it.

Beijing.

"Hey, hey, hey, have you heard that Mr. Zhiya, who is very good at painting, is our queen."

"Of course I heard about it. Do you think it's true?"

"I feel like it's almost certain. Since so many people say it's the Empress, then it must be the Empress."

"Although I don't know how to paint, my neighbor has a son who is studying. I heard that he admires Ms. Zhiya, which shows how good her painting skills are."

"My son also likes Mr. Zhiya and dreams of owning a painting by him. I didn't expect that Mr. Zhiya is the queen. I think he has no chance."

"I didn't expect it! The Queen is actually Mr. Zhiya. I heard that Mr. Zhiya is a very old man. He has produced fewer paintings in recent years because he is too old to paint anymore."

"I've heard of this speculation, too."

"Our Queen! I feel like there are no more words to describe her. She is so versatile."

"Yes! I don't know what the Queen can't do."

At the same time, Jinling was also discussing this matter.

First, there are many scholars in Jinling, and Mr. Zhiya has more admirers than in other places.

The speculation that Mr. Zhiya was a very old man had spread among them, and in their hearts, Mr. Zhiya was just an old man.

Now they heard that Mr. Zhiya was not only not an old man, but also a woman, and this woman was the queen, how could they not be shocked?

In the Jinling Academy, groups of scholars gathered together to discuss the credibility of this matter.

After discussion, they came to only one conclusion: the rumor was true.

The Queen is of noble status, and rumors like this will not be spread easily.

These scholars have always felt that the Empress is as capable as any man and worthy of admiration. Now that they know she is Ms. Zhiya, they admire her even more.

Those who had seen Nan Yan's paintings at the banquet hosted by Zhao Qingqing before believed the rumor without a doubt when they heard it.

I even felt a little stupid.

Mr. Zhiya's style is almost exactly the same as the style of the Empress's original painting. At that time, they even thought that the two styles were just similar. Why didn't they think that Mr. Zhiya was the Empress?

Some people who were unsure went directly to Wenxuanzhai to inquire.

After all, only Wenxuanzhai has Mr. Zhiya's paintings.

The owner of Wenxuanzhai didn't know that Mr. Zhiya was Nanyan. Seeing so many people asking, he was also confused, let alone giving an answer.

Although the owner of Wenxuanzhai did not give a definite answer, the people of Jinling thought more and more that the rumor was true.

The Empress is the cousin of the Ruan family and grew up in Jinling. Gu Yan, the owner of Wenxuanzhai, is a good friend of the second young master of the Ruan family. With this relationship, it is reasonable for Mr. Zhiya to sell the paintings in Wenxuanzhai.

For a while, everyone in Dashang was discussing Mr. Zhiya and Nanyan.

It is true that Mr. Zhiya's reputation is too great, especially among scholars.

The public's worship of Nan Yan has entered a new climax.

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