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

"Didn't the Queen ask me if I had any friends before?"

"It was this good friend who always came out to help me when others bullied me. She was small, but she was fierce and crazy in fights. Those boys couldn't do anything to her. Later, as those boys were taken away by infertile couples, she and I grew older, and no one bullied us anymore."

"Then why didn't anyone take you away?" Su Qingluo said she didn't want to ask about the past, but Yun Zhou took the initiative to speak, and she couldn't help but be curious.

"We are girls, and many people who come to adopt would prefer boys. Of course, cute and well-behaved girls are also popular."

“Some people wanted to take me away, but they were unwilling to take my friends with them.”

"My friend is not in good health. He is weak and sickly. Even if he is not dead, he will basically get sick every three days. It is very troublesome, so no one is willing to take him back."

Yun Zhou drank a sip of tea and continued, "As I got older, no one wanted me anymore. Then, by chance, I entered the palace and had the honor of serving you."

After she finished speaking, she smiled at Su Qingluo, her eyes showing sincerity: "It is a blessing in my life to meet you, Your Majesty."

Su Qingluo looked away and no longer met her gaze.

Yun Zhou said this out of genuine gratitude. After all, she had just arrived in this world, and if she hadn't been lucky enough to meet Su Qingluo, she would have had a much harder life.

And there is no way to recognize Wen Zhimiao.

"You worked hard on your own." Su Qingluo said lightly.

Yun Zhou chuckled and said, "Thank you for giving me the opportunity."

"Okay, stop flattering me." Su Qingluo said with a little disdain.

But he never dared to look Yun Zhou in the eyes.

While the two were chatting, Manager Ruan came over and asked if they wanted to have dinner together.

Yun Zhou agreed without any hesitation, but she didn't dare to make a decision for Su Qingluo.

After all, Su Qingluo's identity is not ordinary.

"You go, I won't go." Even though she believed in Yun Zhou, Su Qingluo was still cautious and did not go over.

There are too many people in this world watching her, so it is not necessarily that no one knows about her leaving the palace today.

It's better to be careful.

Yun Zhou also understood. Someone would come to deliver food to Su Qingluo soon anyway.

After all, Wen Zhimiao's meals still need to be prepared by someone special.

Wen Jiuzhao followed Yun Zhou.

Su Qingluo looked through the window and saw Yun Zhou holding Wen Jiuzhao's hand.

The two walked on the corridor, and the shy Wen Jiuzhao seemed to relax a lot in front of her.

In a short period of time, Wen Jiuzhao came to trust Yun Zhou very much.

Su Qingluo's eyes sank slightly, and her mind was no longer on the book.

Yun Zhou is just that kind of person. She is sincere to others, so others tend to trust her easily.

But when I think about how in her eyes I am no different from everyone else.

Su Qingluo felt inexplicably unhappy.

She couldn't explain why she had such thoughts.

Maybe I really like it.

Su Qingluo lowered her head to look at Wen Zhimiao sleeping, and reached out to touch her little face: "Although your best friend is not as noisy as you, he is just like you and can get along with anyone. No wonder you two can remain friends forever."

Su Qingluo felt somewhat relieved and helpless about this.

Yun Zhou took Wen Jiuzhao to the cafeteria to eat. Wen Jiuzhao was too delicate, so it was inevitable that some children would look at him curiously.

However, Wen Jiuzhao was having dinner with Yun Zhou and some teachers from the academy, so no child dared to come up and say hello.

Although she was somewhat curious about these children, she didn't want anyone to come over and say hello. After all, Wen Jiuzhao had no experience in communicating with people of the same age.

Yun Zhou actually hoped that she could play with people of the same age for a while, but since Wen Jiuzhao herself didn't want to go, she naturally wouldn't force her.

When Yun Zhou and Wen Jiuzhao returned, Su Qingluo was already eating, and a woman was feeding Wen Zhimiao.

The woman was wearing tight clothes, with her sword beside her.

The burly guard was feeding Wen Zhimiao clumsily.

Yun Zhou found it funny.

But he was careful in his movements and Wen Zhimiao was quite happy eating.

[You sneaked out to play while I was sleeping?] Wen Zhimiao saw Yun Zhou leading Wen Jiuzhao back, and pointed at her with her paw in dissatisfaction.

Su Qingluo chuckled: "I'm done eating. How was the inspection?"

Her words helped Yun Zhou out of the predicament.

[Oh, you went to the cafeteria, that’s ok, the food there isn’t as good as mine.]

Wen Jiuzhao walked over to Wen Zhimiao, sat beside him and watched him eat with curiosity.

"Sister, do you want to eat...eat?" Wen Zhimiao asked Wen Jiuzhao with a confused look on her face, with rice still on the corner of her mouth.

Wen Jiuzhao smiled at her: "No, Miaomiao eats it."

"Sister, I've eaten it. It's delicious."

[Hehe, Jiu Zhao is also pretty, I am happy again.]

Su Qingluo glanced at Wen Zhimiao and couldn't help but feel curious. Compared to her, Yun Zhou really didn't look like a woman at all.

This cheap girl of hers keeps saying that she doesn't like girls, but her credibility is really low.

Not long after lunch, Mr. Baihe came over.

Yun Zhou went to receive them herself, and Su Qingluo had no interest in accompanying her.

The two of them didn't chat for long when Yun Zhou came back, in less than an hour.

When he came back, he looked quite happy, and it was obvious that the deal was done.

"Did it get settled so quickly?" Su Qingluo was still a little surprised.

Yun Zhou nodded: "Ms. Baihe likes poetry, so I gave her a collection of poems written by saints and sages. She agreed immediately."

Although it is not fair to borrow poems from ancient people, Yunzhou spent two nights memorizing them, and they were specially selected. They are poems expressing feelings or appreciating the scenery without any specific places, characters, or historical events.

"You can also write poetry?" Su Qingluo asked with some surprise.

"I don't know how. I just heard some poems written by others before, so I'm just offering them as a token of my appreciation. It may be shameless, but it's useful." Yun Zhou was rarely so shameless.

Su Qingluo chuckled: "That's right."

"Is there a second collection of poems?" Su Qingluo was curious about what kind of poems there were in their era.

When Yun Zhou heard Su Qingluo ask this, he shook his head awkwardly: "No, I only wrote that one book."

"Oh, that's all."

Yun Zhou was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when Su Qingluo said, "Don't worry, since you memorized it, you can write it down slowly another day."

She knew it!

The evil landlord would not let her go so easily.

Yun Zhou looked at her resentfully.

[Tsk, even the donkeys in the production team need to take a break, mother.]

"When I'm free or in a good mood, I just write and read. Is it troublesome?" Su Qingluo asked puzzledly.

Oh, that's fine.

The resentful expression on Yun Zhou's face disappeared.

"Let's go. Don't you want to check out Xuandu's night market? It's almost time for the night market to open if we go back to the city and find a restaurant to sit in." Su Qingluo said calmly.

Yun Zhou immediately became energetic again.