After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

"The princess loves to joke around, so the emperor is naturally handling government affairs in the previous court, so why is he here now?"

The Queen Mother seemed to be smiling, and although she lowered her brows and flipped through the portrait with interest, her awe-inspiring and aloof look filled her with a sense of distance.

Wan Ning smiled awkwardly, followed her words, and sat down on a chair beside her - diagonally facing the Queen Mother, and she could just catch a glimpse of the dark entrance to the compartment behind the Queen Mother. Ever since the last time the Emperor appeared from inside without any warning, she was on guard every time she came, and looked at the retreat route in advance.

"Oh, look at my brain, I forgot for a moment. In such bad weather, the emperor didn't take a holiday? Really..." Wan Ning made a nonsensical joke, and when she looked up, she met the empress dowager's puzzled eyes, and immediately returned to normal, saying seriously: "It's hard work. Then these paintings will be given to the empress dowager for rating first, and then to the emperor later, and finally I will calculate the scores. Empress Dowager, do you think this is okay?"

The Queen Mother supported her head with one hand, her face not looking very happy, and said: "Yan'er's suggestion is very good, but my eyes are a little blurry when looking at this painting. I have to stop and rest for a while after looking at it for a while, I am afraid it is a bit slow. Yan'er may have to wait a little longer, okay?"

"Faint eyes? I think you have presbyopia." Wan Ning complained in her heart. She looked around and found that the room was dark and the visibility was very poor. "There are not many lights on. No wonder it is so dark. It's strange that I can see clearly. Wait, let me wait a little longer. Is she trying to delay me?"

Wan Ning didn't want her to succeed, so she immediately smiled and walked to the Queen Mother in a flattering manner. She picked up the first painting and held it up, observing it while thinking of a way. She politely suggested, "I'm not thoughtful enough. I do have an idea. I beg the Queen Mother to give me a chance, okay?"

The Queen Mother nodded, not understanding why.

Without waiting for the Queen Mother to return, Wan Ning quickly picked up all the paintings, snatched the one from the Queen Mother's hand, and began to point at the little princess next to her and said, "You, go get some more lamps. You, go get a drawing board, you, go get some brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone. You... prepare some snacks and tea. Hurry up, get moving, friends."

The Queen Mother was confused and called out "Yan'er" several times in confusion, but Wan Ning didn't hear it. After Wan Ning finished all this, the Queen Mother gently pulled her sleeve. Wan Ning turned around, instantly switched back to a professional smile, leaned over and asked: "Queen Mother, what can I do for you?"

"without……"

As expected of a maid in the Empress Dowager's Buddhist temple, she was very efficient, and while she was talking, she delivered everything that Wan Ning had asked. Wan Ning took the pen and paper handed over by the maid, and quickly wrote a small "1" in the lower right corner of the first piece of paper, then handed it to a maid beside her to hang it up, and another maid held up a lamp to illuminate it, thus forming a simple small assembly line.

Wan Ning was on the side controlling the situation, saying something along the lines of, "Empress Dowager, please look at the first painting. The brushwork is delicate and lifelike. A full score of 10 is enough. Please rate it!"

The Queen Mother looked left and right and wanted to say something, but seeing Wan Ning's eyes fixed on her, her left hand unconsciously grasped the edge of the table and answered tentatively: "7...7 points."

Wan Ning praised the Queen Mother's behavior loudly: "7 points! Queen Mother, you did a great job. You understood the rules right away. I will record the score of the first number first, and you can do the same for the next number."

Next, the small assembly line officially started to operate, and the sound of regular scoring was heard in the room. Every time the Queen Mother gave a score, Wan Ning provided emotional value like a live broadcast control center.

“This is a good painting.”

"it is good!"

"Look at the bold colors. They complement each other very well. It's very interesting."

"interesting!"

"Give it a nine!"

"Nine points. OK, next one!"

Soon, two-thirds of the work was completed. Wan Ning was anxious about Ziheng's whereabouts, and wanted to finish this matter quickly before confirming it. But when there were only a few photos left, the Queen Mother suddenly "dropped the ball" and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe the corners of her mouth.

"Empress Dowager," Wan Ning immediately put down the pen in her hand and stood up, asking gently and considerately, "What's wrong with you? Are you tired? Thirsty? Hungry?"

The Queen Mother took her hand and said lazily, "Now that Yan'er asked, I am a little hungry. Fortunately, there is not much left. Why don't we eat first?"

Would Wan Ning be willing that night? Fortunately, she was well prepared and easily took control of the situation. She raised her hand and gently called the palace maid who had been waiting by the side. She bent over and led the food box to come respectfully. Wan Ning took the food box and asked her to leave. Then she took out a plate of cakes and a pot of good tea from the box.

"I heard that your Majesty has the best pastry chef. I came here in a hurry in the past and didn't have the honor to taste his pastry. Today I just happened to catch up. Why don't Le Yan accompany you to eat a few pieces? And this tea is still warm, please taste it, Majesty." Then he took out a cup and filled it, and handed it to the Majesty: "It takes some time to cook, and there is not much left now, so why not take this time to finish all the painting scores in one go. Come on - next one."

The Queen Mother put down the cup with an embarrassed look on her face, put one hand on her waist, and "complained": "Yan'er, you see, I feel a little tired now, and my waist is a little uncomfortable."

"Are you feeling unwell? Can we call the imperial physician to take a look?" Wan Ning asked deliberately. She knew that since the empress dowager moved to the Buddhist temple, she would not call the imperial physician for minor daily ailments. Besides, she often kept the same posture while copying Buddhist scriptures, so back pain was inevitable.

The Queen Mother refused, "It's an old illness. The imperial doctors are helpless. There's no need to ask them to come again in this weather. If they bring cold air with them, it will be more trouble than good. Just lie down and rest."

Will Wan Ning let her go this time? As long as she can coax her to finish watching the last few pictures, this matter will come to an end. Wan Ning suddenly had an idea, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Your Majesty, I once learned a few massage moves from a master, which are very effective in treating back pain. Why don't you let me try it?"

"This... this is not good. Oh... it's still comfortable... yes... a little lower." Without waiting for the Queen Mother to refuse, Wan Ning started massaging. Grandma had this problem before, and in order to make her feel better, Wan Ning learned a few massage techniques when she was in college. Unexpectedly, they can come in handy now.

"Okay, is your strength still okay?"

"Okay, okay, a little harder will be better."

"Okay, I feel these muscles are a little tense, it may be painful, please bear with it for a while."

"Good...oh...comfortable. I didn't expect Yan'er to have this ability. What are the names of these moves?"

"Massage."

The Queen Mother tilted her head and asked in confusion, "Ma...Ma...Ma what's that? It's a very unique name."

Wan Ning quickly followed up her words and said, "As long as you feel comfortable, Queen Mother, I know a lot more! Head massage, fascia knife... Queen Mother, I will massage you. Why don't you take a look at the painting in front of you and give it a score?"

"I'm afraid that after I finish scoring, Yan'er will never let me press her again." The Queen Mother closed her eyes and enjoyed it, but rejected Wan Ning's suggestion.

Would Ning be willing to do that tonight? He increased the strength of his hands and added weight.

"Of course not. I promise that after you finish scoring, I will still give you massages and chat with you."

“That’s good, that’s good.” The Queen Mother half-closed her eyes, reached out and patted Wan Ning’s wrist, and said meaningfully: “It’s a pity that the Emperor is not here, so I can’t experience Yan’er’s horse…horse…”

"Massage."