[Wu Zetian colleagues] Wu Lingchun

Wan'er smiled gently at the little boy in front of her, already vaguely guessing his identity.

The little boy looked a little embarrassed by her.When Wan'er smiled at her, he lowered his eyes and stared at the rice beads on the toes of his little felt boots.

Wan'er didn't continue to stare at him, so as not to embarrass him, so she looked up at the wall he was staring at before.

"What are you looking at?" Wan'er asked.

At the beginning, the little boy only saw Wan'er alone, and felt that no matter how she looked, this woman seemed to have walked out of a painting.

Gentle and graceful, with picturesque eyebrows, there is a majestic demeanor that cannot be underestimated in every gesture.

And such a woman who came out of the painting asked him questions in such an amiable manner, unlike the people he was used to, who either served him carefully or kept silent on the surface, which was actually rather disgusting His "trouble".

A child who is only three years old already possesses the keen insight of an adult.

He opened his mouth, wanting to answer Wan'er's question.

But suddenly saw the people accompanying Wan'er——

Because Wan'er didn't like being surrounded by attendants, these people fell behind.

A little embarrassment and guard appeared on the little boy's face, and he lowered his eyes again, seemingly in a daze.

Wan'er was slightly surprised.

Looking at the child's appearance and grooming, especially his age, she had already guessed whose family it was.

But this kid seems to be very shy.

This is strange!

Isn't the old saying that a son is most like a mother?

Wan'er waved her hand back, and waved away all the followers.

Xiao Rong and Zhao Youfu secretly looked at each other, and then led the attendants back more than two zhang.

Wan'er took half a step forward and knelt down in front of the boy.

With such a height, she is about the same height as this boy, and her eyesight is almost at the same level——

According to child psychology, children naturally have a sense of fear when facing adults who are taller than themselves.To eliminate this sense of fear, adults must squat down patiently and keep their eyes level with the children.

When Wan'er squatted down, she clearly saw the little boy open his mouth in surprise.

Presumably, no one has ever treated him like this before, right?

People in this era either looked down on him from the perspective of an elder, or bowed down to him as a servant.

Wan'er sighed softly: It's probably because the child's eyes are too similar to Wu Zhao's, and this face, which is clearly the male version of his mother, makes Wan'er feel familiar from the bottom of her heart.

"This time, can you tell me, what are you looking at?" Wan'er asked gently.

The little boy blushed.

He let out a "hmm", as if he was embarrassed to look directly at Wan'er.

He raised a little finger and pointed to the wall beside him: "There, there is a dragon."

The voice is clean and clear, with some infantile voices.

Wan'er was slightly surprised, and looked in the direction of his finger——

This is an inconspicuous gallery wall in the palace, and few people go here on purpose.The wall has been eroded by wind and rain for a long time, and some mottled patterns appeared on the wall.

The place the boy is pointing at is winding and circling, doesn't it look like a...

"This is not a dragon." Wan'er corrected.

The boy frowned, thinking, "It's a dragon, I recognize it!"

He looked at Wan'er very seriously, emphasizing that he really knew Long.

Of course, the descendants of the Tian family have many chances to see the existence of a totem like "dragon".

He was very sure of his own judgment.

This look of frowning, thinking, and earnestly affirming her own judgment made Wan'er feel more cordial.

Did Wu Zhao look like this at such an age?

"Dragon has horns." Wan'er explained patiently.

She even moved to the wall, and traced the head of the "dragon" twice with her fingers: "It has no horns."

Hearing this, the boy was a little confused.

He also came closer and tilted his head to watch for a while.

"It's not a dragon..." He was very disappointed.

Wan'er couldn't bear it——

It is said that imaginative children are smart children.And if a child's imagination is stifled, then his self-confidence and creativity will be stifled.

In this deep palace of the feudal era, how rare is it to have such a child who has not been infected into the same complex colors as everyone else?

Wan'er couldn't explain why she thought so much at once.

When she heard her own voice, she became more patient than before: "A dragon without horns is called 'Chi'."

"Eat..." The little boy smacked his mouth.

Wan'er laughed, not suspecting at all that he was thinking of something delicious.

"It's not about eating," Wan'er smiled, "it's the word..."

She took the boy's little hand and wrote the character "Chi" on the palm of his hand.

The boy stared at the palm of his hand with a blank expression, then raised his head in a daze: "Chi..."

"Yes, the word is pronounced Chi." Wan'er said.

"I've never seen... Chi." There was regret on his face.

Wan'er thought for a while and said, "Actually, there are many in this palace, Chi."

"Huh?" The boy was very surprised.

As soon as I was happy, I took Wan'er's hand and said joyfully, "Then sister, take me to find Chi!"

elder sister……

This title made Wan'er both surprised and amused: "What do you call me?"

After the boy took Wan'er's hand, he suddenly realized that this was contrary to the "rules" that his mother had taught him. He was so shocked that he quickly retracted his hand and stood with it down, his eyes darkened.

Wan'er didn't like to see those beautiful eyes covered with dust, so she still squatted down and said with a smile, "Tell me your name, and I'll take you to find Chi."

The boy's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "My name is——"

He once again realized that he "doesn't understand the rules" again, so he stood up with a restrained face, put his hands together and bowed to Wan'er: "My name is Xue Chongwen."

Sure enough, he was Taiping's son, the young gentleman of the Xue family.

Wan'er nodded silently.

Such a child who is only a few years old has been taught to be so polite, and it is difficult for this child.

Taiping's temperament is like that, and he has no relationship with Xue Shao. I'm afraid this child has suffered some hardships these years, and it will not be easy for him to grow up like this!

"My surname is Shangguan, and my name is Shangguan Wan'er." Wan'er also told Xue Chongwen her name.

She was worried that Xue Chongwen didn't know what compound surnames were, so she specially emphasized her own surname.

Xue Chongwen must have heard of this name, and the identity of the person with this name is unusual.Because Wan'er immediately saw his round eyes, as if she couldn't believe that she was facing Shangguan Wan'er.

In the next moment, will this young man be so frightened that he salutes himself again, calling him "Lady Shangguan"?

Wan'er really didn't like that picture.

She has already seen too many "rules" in this world of strict etiquette, isn't she allowed to steal half a day's leisure?

"Since we have exchanged names, we are friends." Wan'er said, reaching out her hand to Xue Chongwen.

Xue Chongwen liked this good-looking woman in front of him so much that he regarded him as a friend. In his mind, Wan'er was both good-looking and knowledgeable.

"Yeah!" He nodded emphatically, and took Wan'er's hand.

Two people, one big and one small, wandered around the vast imperial palace in early spring, looking for "Chi".

Walking to the front of a large hall, Wan'er pointed to the animal head protruding from the stone wall at the corner of the hall foundation, and said, "This is Chi."

Xue Chongwen ran over curiously and looked at it again and again, and said happily: "There are really no dragon horns!"

Wan'er smiled: "This is the drainage channel in the hall, to prevent too much rain in summer and damage the foundation of the hall."

Xue Chongwen couldn't help touching Chi's head, half understanding.

"In summer, I'm going to see how Chi drains the water!" He looked at Wan'er with sparkling eyes, admiringly.

Wan'er doesn't care about how a little child treats her, she just thinks that such relaxation makes her feel better.

"And there!" She pointed to the ridge of the temple in the distance.

"There are a lot of animal heads there!" Xue Chongwen was small but had good eyes.

"That's called the chi kiss, and it's used as a decoration on the ridge of the palace." Wan'er explained.

Xue Chongwen looked at her with admiration: "You know so much!"

He was so excited that he even forgot his name.

Wan'er didn't take it seriously: "When you grow up, you will understand a lot."

Xue Chongwen fell into deep thought, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Wan'er could tell that this child was smart, but also thoughtful.

She also endured it and didn't ask any more questions.

The two walked hand in hand for a while.

"Auntie, are you tired? Let's take a rest." Xue Chongwen said suddenly.

Wan'er did not expect that his little person would know how to be considerate to others.

What surprised her even more was Xue Chongwen's address to her: "What do you call me?"

Xue Chongwen blushed.

Wan'er was about to ask him again if she often heard his mother mention her when she suddenly felt the ground under her feet tremble——

The sound of horse hooves "da da da" sounded sharply, and a horse rushed over from far and near!

There was also a shrill voice shouting: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Wan'er was shocked, and subconsciously pulled Xue Chongwen behind her.

Just at this moment, a figure flew over quickly, grabbing the madly galloping horse before it bumped into Wan'er.

Restrained by force, the horse struggled desperately, its hooves turned up, and it roared.

In the end, still frightened by the strength of that person, he had to stop struggling.

Wan'er was still in shock, only to see clearly that it was a sorrel horse.

Fortunately, it was only a colt, otherwise no matter how hard it was, it might not be able to hold it, right?

"Aunt Shangguan, are you okay?" Two voices at the same time, one young and one young, asked Wan'er with concern.

The young one is Xue Chongwen.

He was also frightened, but his first reaction was to care for Wan'er.

The young one was the one who rushed over to stop the startled horse vigorously——

"Master Song?" Wan'er looked unexpectedly at Song Zhiti who was standing tall in front of her, staring at her with concern.

A piece of Song Zhiti's robe was torn by the startled horse, and his face was covered with sweat.

Seeing that Wan'er was fine and could speak smoothly, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that Mrs. Shangguan is fine! Otherwise, I deserve death..."

Before Song Zhiti finished speaking, a child suddenly jumped up from the side, flew up and kicked Song Zhiti's leg: "Where did you come from, a dog slave! How dare you stop my king's horse!"

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