Various small brain holes in comprehensive film and television

Early the next morning, Qin Yaya woke up in the Yangxin Palace, and the emperor had already packed everything.

"Why did you get up so late?" The emperor sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to scratch Qin Yaya's nose.

Up~so~late~

Qin Yaya lowered her head and pretended to be shy. She felt that he was extremely greasy. He was so wrinkled and still doing these little tricks. What? Did he want her to say that he was too fierce and she couldn't stand it? Ugh.

No self-knowledge.

The emperor was pleased to see the usually beautiful woman so coy and well-nourished today. He was already feeling refreshed today, and now he was even more pleased.

After paying her respects, Qin Yaya hurried back to Suiyuxuan, said something to Shen Meiyu and An Lingrong, and left, leaving behind two people with different thoughts.

An Lingrong: Sister, do you look down on me as soon as you sleep with me?

Shen Meizhuang: Huan'er also received the emperor's favor

In fact, she was just anxious to go back and take a shower. She had always felt uncomfortable after sleeping on the bed in the Yangxin Palace.

After taking a bath, she felt much better. Qin Yaya was a little worried lying on the bed. She regretted coming here now. Not only did she have to get up early every day to pay respects, but she also had to deal with the sour words of women, the poor entertainment options, the boring daily life, the layers of palace rules, and all kinds of details that challenged her worldview.

If you fail a course, you can still retake it. Although the score will be recorded in your file, you can still retake it if you fail. Either result is better than staying here, but since you are here, it is not good to go back on your word.

Alas, I agreed so readily without thinking it through. Let’s wait and see.

In the afternoon, the emperor summoned Qin Yaya to accompany him in the Yangxin Palace. Qin Yaya was reluctant but had to go.

When Qin Yaya arrived, the emperor was already unhappy because she was too nagging and made the emperor wait for a long time.

Qin Yaya, with her daily observation skills acquired from trying to please her father, immediately saw that the emperor was unhappy, and smiled to coax him, "I learned that I could come to the Yangxin Palace to accompany you, so I spent a long time dressing up. Does the emperor like it?"

Qin Yaya had her hair simply combed into a bun, with a short tasseled pearl chrysanthemum hairpin on one side and a few silk flowers on the other. She wore a light purple flower and bird costume with crape myrtle embroidered on the lapels, which was very elegant. She looked quiet, refined, and elegant, which was the style the emperor liked.

Sure enough, the emperor's eyes lit up, and he pulled her into his arms with joy, looking into Qin Yaya's clear eyes, "I like you very much." This face, this dressing style, together are 90% similar to the Rouze in his memory, only the eyes seem to be particularly bright and clear.

Su Peisheng, who was standing by, witnessed the emperor's change of expression and nodded secretly, thinking that Jinxi had found the right master. This Concubine Wan was indeed similar to Queen Chunyuan and did have some abilities.

The emperor was reviewing various memorials requesting severe punishment for Nian Gengyao. Anger was boiling in his chest, and he threw the memorial in his hand fiercely at Qin Yaya's feet.

Qin Yaya was lying on the couch, looking at the Book of Songs in her hand, but actually she was secretly reading a novel in her mind. The sound of the book falling over startled her, and when she looked again, it was right at her feet. Well, it would be inappropriate not to pick it up.

Qin Yaya quickly got off the couch and put it back without even looking at the memorial. Who would have thought that the emperor would ask, "What do you think about this, Wanwan?"

Qin Yaya looked up in confusion. What's going on? "Huh?"

The emperor saw that Qin Yaya's eyes were full of doubts. He knew that she knew nothing about this matter, but for some reason he wanted to discuss it with her, "Take a look."

Qin Yaya had no choice but to put down the Book of Songs and pick up the folded paper. She was reading an exciting part of the novel, but when she looked at the folded paper, she was overwhelmed by the dense pile of words. She couldn't understand it at all. To be honest, "I don't understand it."

The emperor didn't believe it. Qin Yaya was known as the "female Zhuge Liang" in the boudoir. How could she not understand the content? Was she pretending not to understand on purpose?

Receiving the emperor's dissatisfied and disbelieving look, Qin Yaya felt extremely aggrieved. What was going on? How could a modern person like her understand so much classical Chinese? "Your Majesty, I really don't understand."

"I heard that you are called the female Zhuge, but now you can't even understand the memorials. Are you trying to deceive the emperor?"

"Your Majesty, the female Zhuge is praised by my close friends, but it's all empty talk. How can I compare with Mr. Zhuge's talent? In fact, I don't know many words, barely enough to read a storybook. I would never dare to deceive you." Qin Yaya knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, her face showing grievance. In her heart, she hated that she had to kneel down because of just a few words from this old man and this feudal era.