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

"Do you want to watch the lion dance this afternoon?" Wen Zhimiao asked.

"That's fine." Yun Jiuzhao had no objection.

Shi Wanyue sat nearby and watched Qi Linglang and Yun Jiuzhao play chess.

Wen Zhimiao was also joining in the fun. When they were playing chess, Chu An suddenly came in.

"Your Highness, there is a letter from Beirong." Chu An said respectfully.

"Beirong? Why are you writing?" Wen Zhimiao was confused for a moment. There shouldn't be any contact between Tianqi and Beirong recently, right?

"Whose letter is it from?" Yun Jiuzhao was also puzzled. Why did Beirong come here at this time?

"A letter from King Brahma." Chu An answered respectfully.

"King Brahma?" Wen Zhimiao reached out to take the letter and glanced at it quickly.

"Apologize?" Wen Zhimiao was a little surprised after reading it.

"I'm actually apologizing on behalf of Ao Dun. I'm young and rude..." Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but laugh.

King Brahma's letter was written with sincere words. He not only apologized to Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue, but also made it clear that Beirong had no intention of becoming an enemy of Tianqi for the time being.

Shi Wanyue also watched from the side and said: "King Fan is much more cunning and scheming than Ao Dun. She can obviously join hands with us to trap Ao Dun. In this way, she can also have time to win over the hearts of the people. Without Ao Dun, she has no opponent in Beirong."

Wen Zhimiao put down the letter in his hand and frowned slightly. Most people would feel the same way.

"She doesn't want to seize the throne herself. From the beginning to the end, she just wanted to support Ao Dun and let herself be Ao Dun's whetstone." Shi Wanyue said again.

"Otherwise, I can't think of why she would do this. It was a bit strange the last time she came to me. That time in Nan Shao, if she really wanted to deal with Ao Dun, she shouldn't have done that."

"It seems like she is quite sincere towards Ao Dun." Wen Zhimiao sighed.

Yun Jiuzhao said slowly at the side: "She arranged so many teachers for Ao Dun. It's not that she wanted to train her and then defeat her, nor that she thought she was not busy enough."

"Forget it, for the sake of King Brahma, let her go for the time being." Wen Zhimiao had no intention of bullying a child like Ao Dun, and he didn't really do anything excessive. As for harassing Shi Wanyue, he still had to be punished.

"By the way, sister, where did you take her?" Wen Zhimiao thought of this again and asked curiously.

Shi Wanyue briefly explained where she had arranged Ao Dun to go.

Yun Jiuzhao was silent after hearing this. She gave Shi Wanyue a thumbs up and said, "After being with Miaomiao for a long time, even you have become outrageous."

Wen Zhimiao stared at her with eyes wide open: "Sister! Why are you scolding me again!"

"I'm praising you, not scolding you. Be good." Yun Jiuzhao looked at her and said with a smile.

Wen Zhimiao snorted: "Stop lying to me."

"Okay, okay." Yun Jiuzhao smiled gently.

In the afternoon, Wen Zhimiao took a few people to watch lion dancing. Although Wen Zhimiao had watched these activities for several years, he always felt that they were new every time he watched them. Perhaps it was because life was better and these artists had enough time to innovate.

Civilization seems to always be like this, sometimes high and sometimes low, but as long as it can learn from the experience and achievements of its predecessors, it will always move forward slowly.

In the evening, Wen Zhimiao followed Yun Jiuzhao back to the palace. After all, he hadn't seen Yun Zhou and Su Qingluo for a long time.

Shi Guanchao and Qi Guyu also returned today, and Shi Wanyue and Qi Linglang also had to go home.

When Wen Zhimiao and Yun Jiuzhao returned to Zhangtai Palace, the palace maids were busy, seemingly decorating the Palace according to Yun Zhou's ideas.

Every Chinese New Year, Yunzhou always likes to make simple decorations. She likes to have a sense of atmosphere during the Chinese New Year.

This is true whether in the past life or this life.

Wen Zhimiao chuckled. Yun Jiuzhao turned his head to look at her, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Happy?"

"Sister, are you unhappy?" Wen Zhimiao asked softly.

"It's better to have something lively." Wen Zhimiao said and walked inside: "Mother! I forgot to ask you yesterday, didn't you bring me a gift?"

Yun Zhou, who was sitting inside arranging the arrangements, felt like covering his ears when he heard her yelling.

But before she could cover her ears, Wen Zhimiao ran over and gave her a bear hug.

"Mother, where is my gift?" Wen Zhimiao asked shamelessly, putting a hand on her shoulder.

Yun Jiuzhao followed in and bowed respectfully to Yun Zhou: "Jiuzhao pays respect to the Queen Mother."

"Be good. I told you not to be so reserved at home." Yun Zhou sighed. She always wondered how could she become a mother at such a young age?

A mother in her thirties and a daughter in her twenties, it's all a bit outrageous.

Yun Zhou sighed in his heart and thought, forget it, forget it, he has already accepted it.

"If there is no gift for you, go ask your mother. I am not your mother." Yun Zhou pulled Wen Zhimiao's hand away and said with disgust.

Then he walked to a shelf next to him and took a box from it: "There are indeed some interesting things."

She took the box and walked in front of Yun Jiuzhao: "But..."

"It's for my daughter." Yun Zhou said with a smile.

When Yun Jiuzhao heard her words, her hand that was about to take the box froze in place, and she looked at Yun Zhou in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?" Yun Zhou's soft and gentle voice brought Yun Jiuzhao back to his senses: "Don't like it? That shouldn't be the case. You haven't even seen it yet."

Yun Jiuzhao did not answer immediately, but opened the box.

There seemed to be some small gadgets inside, some very strange stone-carved chess pieces, fans made of animal bones, extremely beautiful wooden figurines, and a beautiful pendant that looked like it contained a star map.

Yun Jiuzhao looked at Yun Zhou in surprise: "This? Where can such craftsmanship be found?"

"It was created by nature, not by man. I found it by chance in a stream. I thought it was interesting, so I polished it and brought it back. I polished it casually by myself. My craftsmanship is not as good as yours. If you think it's not good enough, you can polish it again. Anyway, you like to play with these things."

Yun Jiuzhao instinctively wanted to thank him, but when the words came to his lips, he changed them to: "Thank you... mother."

When Wen Zhimiao heard the word "mother", he looked over unconsciously and could see her red ears from a distance.

Then Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but laugh: "Very good."

Yun Zhou couldn't help but laugh: "It's not awkward anymore."

Yun Jiuzhao pursed his lips and obediently put away his gift: "Thank you, mother, I like it very much."

“No need to polish it, it’s very beautiful.”

Wen Zhimiao exclaimed beside him: "Mom! My sisters all have gifts, where's mine?"

Su Qingluo who just came over: ...

It really ruins the atmosphere.

[Hehe, it’s worth it to see my sister blush.]

[But, sister, you are hopeless. It is so difficult for you to call me mother. Is there anyone who can really make you fall in love?]

Wen Zhimiao shook his head again.

Su Qingluo also shook her head. She didn’t understand why Wen Zhimiao cared so much about whether Yun Jiuzhao would fall in love with someone.