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

Wen Zhimiao went to watch the game with Shi Wanyue. Although she was just watching the excitement, at least she saw the excitement.

No matter what, it is a feast for the eyes and ears.

After reading it, Wen Zhimiao felt that he had a new idea, and he couldn't help but talk about it with Shi Wanyue while reading it.

After listening to it, Shi Wanyue thought it was feasible, but...

"Is it really possible to stage a shadow play in such a short time?" There was only half a month left, and Shi Wanyue felt that the time was a bit tight.

Wen Zhimiao thought for a moment and said, "Let me try."

The competition was still going on, and Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue also sat down and continued to watch. The audience not only had to watch but also had to vote, and they might also be called out to comment.

Shi Wanyue was called once, and she also cooperated and gave a serious comment.

The two spent the entire afternoon at the competition, and it was actually quite enjoyable to watch.

She also saw people from the Music Bureau there, probably looking for new talents.

Being able to join the Jiaofangsi is also a good choice, and it is also a good job for these people.

After it was over, Shi Wanyue seemed to be in a good mood.

Wen Zhimiao held her hand and asked, "Sister, do you like it?"

Shi Wanyue nodded gently: "I like it."

She raised her lips slightly: "In this kind of competition, we can see some songs and dances that are not seen in the palace or formal occasions."

"For example, Hu music and Hu dance, and southern dance music. There are more and more new things in Yunjing." Shi Wanyue chuckled. She looked at the Hu Ji performing on the street, then looked at Wen Zhimiao and whispered, "It's all thanks to your majesty."

Wen Zhimiao shook his head: "It's not all mother's credit, it's also the credit of the teacher, the head of Qi Yuan, the privy envoy and a group of people. If it was only mother and Zhou Zhou without these like-minded people, it wouldn't be possible."

Shi Wanyue looked at her, her eyes, which were always as gentle as the moon, were smiling: "Miaomiao would think of these things and understand these things, so I believe in Miaomiao, and believe that my highness will not change."

In the days after the enthronement ceremony, Wen Zhimiao always looked a little worried.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Shi Wanyue went to ask Yun Jiuzhao. Yun Jiuzhao shook his head and said he didn't know why she did that, but told Shi Wanyue that Wen Zhimiao had looked for Yun Zhou.

The only things that can be found by Yun Zhou are things that are difficult to tell them.

Shi Wanyue knew that Yun Zhou and Wen Zhimiao were very important to each other, so she would not be jealous of this. She just speculated that Wen Zhimiao was probably feeling panic.

I also roughly guessed it based on some of her previous words and her subsequent behavior.

Wen Zhimiao was actually stunned when he heard her words.

"Sister...how did you know?" Apart from talking to Yun Zhou, she didn't tell anyone else.

"I guessed it, and it seems I guessed it right." After Shi Wanyue said this, her eyes fell on the sugar figurine stall next to her.

She pulled Wen Zhimiao over and bought one that looked like a cute little snake.

Shi Wanyue took it, lifted Wen Zhimiao's veil and tried to feed it to her: "I believe in Miaomiao, and Miaomiao should also believe in herself. You still have me and my sister. If Miaomiao doesn't believe in herself, she should believe that we will supervise you."

Wen Zhimiao watched her come closer and kissed the corner of her mouth through the veil, as if the cool breeze of June blew away all the heat in her heart.

For a moment, she couldn't help but reach out and hug Shi Wanyue. Wen Zhimiao remained silent and said nothing, but Shi Wanyue could hear her heart beating fast.

The crowd was bustling and some people cast curious glances at him, but Wen Zhimiao didn't care about anything.

She hugged Shi Wanyue tightly until her breathing gradually calmed down.

How lucky I am in this life.

Sometimes Wen Zhimiao couldn’t help but wonder if the gods had written her fate in her previous life wrong and had given her this life to make up for it, otherwise how could everything go so smoothly for her.

Shi Wanyue didn't say anything and let her hold her until Wen Zhimiao calmed down.

"Sister, thank you. I believe you believe in me, so believe in yourself too." Wen Zhimiao said in a low voice.

Shi Wanyue kissed her again, and then whispered, "Can you let me go now? We are on the street."

Wen Zhimiao let her go, took the little snake from her hand, took a bite of it, and then gave it to Shi Wanyue.

The two of them quickly got on the carriage and then went straight back to the courtyard, where they had dinner together.

While eating, Wen Zhimiao also told Shi Wanyue about his new idea of ​​building a large shadow puppet stage.

"Time is a bit tight, you can ask first if they can get what you want in a hurry." Shi Wanyue still felt that it was a bit rushed.

"I asked someone to ask, and they should be able to bring someone back soon." Wen Zhimiao said lazily after finishing his meal.

The two of them sat on the swing in the yard, and Wen Zhimiao gently swung his feet.

Shi Wanyue's feet had not yet touched the ground.

Not long after, Chu An came over. The person who had accidentally broken in last night and claimed to be the Saint Girl of Lu Jin had woken up.

"She is indeed seriously injured, but her life is not in danger for the time being. Your Highness, should we question her directly?" Chu An asked.

Wen Zhimiao shook his head: "Don't ask. Just let someone treat her injuries every day. Don't say anything else to her."

Chu An probably understood Wen Zhimiao's intention, so he took the order and went down.

"Miaomiao wants to leave her alone and wait until she can't hold back anymore?" Shi Wanyue asked.

Wen Zhimiao nodded gently: "Yes, if it is really what she said, then she will be very anxious. If it is not what she said, then the people behind her will be very anxious. Anyway, I am not anxious. I have to ask about the well-being of the people I saved?"

Hearing Wen Zhimiao's words, Shi Wanyue laughed: "That's right."

Soon Wen Zhimiao's people came with the person in charge of making shadow puppets, the person who wrote the script, and several others who were setting up the stage.

"I just want to add a shadow play. I'll tell you the general story. How many days will it take you to finish writing the script?" Wen Zhimiao asked.

"It depends on the difficulty of your Highness's script. This... is hard to say." The person in charge of the script did not dare to guarantee her.

Wen Zhimiao thought about it and understood.

"That's true. It won't be easy to write with more than two people."

"But there aren't many characters, and there are still sixteen days left. Is there enough time for rehearsal? You don't need to make additional shadow puppets. The ones you have before can be used."

Wen Zhimiao asked those people, and they all said that the follow-up matters were not difficult, the problem was whether the script could be written.

"Then come again tomorrow and I'll tell you about it in the evening." Wen Zhimiao said to those who were writing the script.

"Let's add one more person, two of us, and write together. We can also discuss with each other." Shi Wanyue continued.

"That's fine." Wen Zhimiao thought this was not a bad idea.

So the two of them stayed, and Wen Zhimiao took the opportunity to talk to them.

The person in charge of the script is a scholar who looks very literary. He doesn't look very old and has a nice smile.

Maybe because she is a woman, communication was quite smooth.

After Wen Zhimiao finished speaking, she said that it could be finished within two days, because Wen Zhimiao's requirements were indeed not very high, and the main line of the story had already been told, which meant that all they had to do was to organize the story.

"Okay, then you write a part first. After you're done, I'll take a look at it. If ok, you can continue with the second half." Wen Zhimiao instructed.

After the two of them left, it was already late, Wen Zhimiao yawned lazily: "Sister, are you going to sleep?"

Shi Wanyue looked at her tearful face and reached out to wipe away the tears from her eyes: "Okay."

Wen Zhimiao put his arms around her waist and acted coquettishly.