After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Wen Zhimiao and He Yuanyao discussed for a while, but it didn't take long. After a while, He Yuanyao walked in front of Yun Jiuzhao.

She bowed to Yun Jiuzhao in a well-behaved manner and said, "Thank you, Princess Sister, for your guidance."

Yun Jiuzhao smiled at her and said, "It's your own high level of understanding. It has nothing to do with me."

"That's still possible." He Yuanyao said a little awkwardly.

Yun Jiuzhao laughed and said, "Now that you understand, let's go eat."

The kitchen staff just came over to say that lunch is ready.

He Yuanyao watched her lower her head and blew on the hot tea in her hand, then slowly took a sip.

Wen Zhimiao walked up to He Yuanyao and put one hand on her shoulder. The two were about the same height and looked like close sisters.

"Let's go, let's go eat. You can come back to study in the afternoon. I'm starving."

She felt that she had a big appetite recently, but her height didn't seem to have increased much.

I don't know where it grew. If it didn't grow vertically, it must have grown horizontally. But she doesn't think she's fat.

It’s not that she’s anxious about her figure, she’s just curious. She hasn’t been doing much exercise recently, but her appetite hasn’t decreased at all. So where did all the food go?

But she really didn't feel it at all.

"What are you thinking about?" Yun Jiuzhao saw that Wen Zhimiao was distracted and asked curiously.

"No, I'm just a little curious whether I have gained weight recently." Wen Zhimiao answered her truthfully.

Yun Jiuzhao laughed: "I'm not fat, why are you suddenly worried about this?"

Wen Zhimiao quickly shook his head: "It's not worry, it's curiosity."

She expressed her curiosity, but Yun Jiuzhao and He Yuanyao couldn't notice it. Anyway, they didn't think she had gained weight.

"Never mind her. Just be fat. When you grow up and become stronger, no one can beat you." He Yuanyao said with a smile.

Wen Zhimiao pouted: "Why do I think about fighting with others every day? Is there something wrong with me?"

He Yuanyao looked at her speechlessly: "Isn't it said that being a crown prince is dangerous? You could be assassinated at any time."

"Read less storybooks."

"That was the script you gave me, and you said it as if you didn't read it."

Yun Jiuzhao listened to the two people's natural bickering and laughed silently. Fortunately, Miaomiao had such a group of people around her.

The three of them had lunch together. Yun Jiuzhao had the habit of taking a nap, while Wen Zhimiao and He Yuanyao were probably born with high energy, so they ran back to the study to study the sand table.

Since the two of them were willing to study Yun Jiuzhao, naturally no one could stop them. Wen Zhimiao was not busy in the afternoon, so the two of them continued discussing until nightfall.

After it was over, Wen Zhimiao went to find Yun Jiuzhao. When Wen Zhimiao went there, she was practicing calligraphy.

With one more person, Wen Zhimiao felt that the Zhangtai Palace was much warmer.

It is only three days away from the Chinese New Year, and Yunjing City is bustling every day.

One day before New Year's Eve, Su Qingluo and Yun Zhou finally returned.

Although it was only three days.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Wen Zhimiao took Shi Wanyue shopping, ate a lot and bought a lot.

As for the afternoon, a banquet was held in the palace and all officials had to attend. Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue were naturally no exception.

The reason for holding a banquet in the afternoon is to allow officials to spend the evening with their families.

When Wen Zhimiao learned that Yun Zhou was actually organizing the banquet, she was a little surprised: "I don't see you doing anything every day?"

"Then didn't you see that the palace servants were busy?" Yun Zhou asked unhappily.

"That's what I saw." Wen Zhimiao nodded.

"That's it. I can just direct them. I don't have to do everything myself." Yun Zhou looked at her with a smile: "I have honed these skills for more than ten years. You still need to learn more."

Wen Zhimiao:......

The palace banquet was as lively as usual, but it was a little different from previous years.

The biggest difference is that there is one more person beside the emperor. The second biggest difference is that this year there will be Hu Yanguo's performance troupe to perform, and the position of crown prince is no longer vacant.

Wen Zhimiao sat in the prince's seat, her wine glass filled with tea. Although her alcohol tolerance was better than before, it was obviously not enough in such an occasion, so she might as well not drink.

She said she was not yet an adult and Su Qingluo did not allow her to drink, so no one else dared to say anything.

The process was similar to that of previous years, with no other differences. As for the rest, Wen Zhimiao looked at those officials and suddenly discovered that the ratio of men to women had changed significantly without him noticing.

In the second year after Su Qingluo ascended the throne, there were only a few female officials at the New Year's Eve banquet, but now one-third of the officials are female officials.

I didn't pay much attention to it on weekdays and didn't notice it, but now that I count carefully, the growth rate of the number is quite amazing.

Shi Wanyue was sitting together with a group of young officials from the Censorate. When Wen Zhimiao looked at her, Shi Wanyue was also looking at her. The two looked at each other from a distance, and Wen Zhimiao curled the corners of his mouth at her.

When he had nothing to do, Wen Zhimiao liked to look around. The people in this room had a lot of complicated thoughts in their minds.

Watching those smiling tigers is sometimes a kind of fun.

After reading this, one can’t help but gossip. After all, there are so many officials, and it would be difficult to prevent romance among colleagues.

Wen Zhimiao's last gaze rested on Shi Guanchao and Qi Guyu.

At the banquet, the Prime Minister and Dean Qi still seemed very distant. They were certainly not strangers, nor were they confronting each other, but there was an indescribable sense of distance.

[Tsk, you guys are really good at pretending. If I hadn’t seen you two holding hands in the scene, I wouldn’t have believed that you two were already together.]

Su Qingluo listened to Wen Zhimiao's mumblings and felt a little curious for a moment, not knowing who she was talking about.

[Who of you two took the initiative? It shouldn't be Master Xiang, right?]

After hearing her complaints, Su Qingluo realized that she was actually talking about Shi Guanchao and Qi Guyu.

Are these two already together? Su Qingluo was also a little surprised.

Throughout the entire New Year's Eve banquet, Wen Zhimiao never stopped her gossip and complaints.

Su Qingluo felt a little tired after listening to it.

I really don't understand why she is so curious about everyone's affairs.

Halfway through the banquet, it was time for the officials to speak well of each other. Wen Zhimiao felt that it was almost the same as in previous years, with nothing particularly innovative.

The New Year’s Eve dinner was relatively relaxing and ended before nightfall.

The real trouble is tomorrow. Wen Zhimiao gets a headache just thinking about the things he has to do tomorrow.

Originally, the first day of the Lunar New Year was for ancestor worship, and the people at Wentiantai calculated that the first day was a good day to enthrone the prince, so they simply held the event together.

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After all, enthroning a prince also requires ancestor worship, so it is better to do it together to avoid a second time.

But combining the two rituals into one is bound to be more tiring.

Wen Zhimiao thought about it and felt that this sense of ritual was actually unnecessary.

Of course, what she said doesn’t count.