The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

The system was like a dog talking to itself, but Liang Chongyue ignored it. After finishing his government affairs, he found some time to give Minglang the immunity to all poisons that he had prepared long ago.

"Queen Mother, this candy isn't very tasty. It loses its flavor after just a moment."

Liang Minglang stood in front of the Queen Mother, still feeling the sweetness of the candy in his mouth. However, after just a while, the sweetness disappeared.

Even the candy was gone, which was strange, stranger than anything she had ever tasted before.

"Then don't let them make this kind of candy anymore. Make more of the ones you like and send them to you."

"Okay, thank you, Queen Mother."

Liang Chongyue brought another plate of pastries to Minglang and asked her to sit aside to eat.

After a while, Li Yu'an walked in from outside, followed by a palace maid carrying a small desk.

"Your son greets you, father."

Liang Minglang stood up to greet his father, but his eyes were looking at the desk behind his father.

"I have a ready-made one here, and you made a new one?"

Minglang is no longer satisfied with just listening to stories, she also wants to learn to read and write books on her own.

In the inner hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation there is a small desk that Liang Chongyue used when he was a child. Giving it to Minglang can be considered a legacy.

"Your Majesty was already five years old when he used that desk, so he's still a little old."

"Besides, this desk wasn't made by me. It was made by Yan Ting himself after he knew Minglang loved reading. It's been snowing for a while now, and he's been keeping this desk in Jingyang Palace since it was painted. By the time the smell had dissipated, he was freezing, so he had to ask me to bring it here."

Li Yu'an ordered someone to put down the desk. Ping'an stepped forward and checked it carefully before leaving.

"He's thoughtful. I'll go see him today."

He Yanting is a simple person and loves Minglang very much. Liang Chongyue sees all of this.

"Mother Queen, I like this desk."

Minglang sat on the small stool specially made for her, put her hands on the desk, and looked like she was reading.

"Then have someone put you in a side hall. Studying is hard work, so be prepared. Don't give up easily."

Liang Minglang sat behind a small desk and looked up to meet the Queen Mother's gaze as she sat in front of the dragon desk.

Whenever she came to the Yangxin Palace, her mother was either reading or writing.

Aunt Chunxiang said that although the Queen Mother was a girl, she knew a thousand words at the age of three, and at the age of five she could see the hardships of people's lives, so she developed the "Fu Yue Xiang" to alleviate the suffering of people's lives.

The Queen Mother is the patron saint of Da Xia. She is the Queen Mother's only child. Naturally, she will have to take on the Queen Mother's burdens in the future. How can she give up so easily?

"Don't worry, Queen Mother. I will never do that."

Liang Chongyue smiled when he heard this, his eyes full of satisfaction and appreciation.

"Then let's start from now. The desk is ready. Follow your father to the side hall to study."

Li Yu'an was the Prince's Grand Tutor. Although he had never taught the Prince, he was half a study companion to the Princess. It was most appropriate for him to teach Minglang.

It had only been ten days since she first said she wanted to study, and Liang Minglang had not expected this day to come so soon.

"Okay, Father, let's go."

Watching Minglang stand up neatly, walk to Li Yu'an, take Li Yu'an's hand, and not forget to ask Ping'an to carry her desk to the side hall.

Li Yu'an smiled at His Majesty, and at His Majesty's gesture, he took Minglang to the side hall.

"Your Highness looks so much like Your Majesty when he was a child."

The young prince followed the Queen to study, and Aunt Chunxiang was not in a position to follow him. She just sighed and left.

Liang Chongyue sat in front of the dragon desk to handle government affairs. The side hall where Minglang was studying was called a side hall, but in fact it was just a corner of the main hall. It was specially separated by her scumbag father to make it easier to teach her.

The voices of Minglang and Li Yu'an drifted into his ears from time to time. After Liang Chongyue finished dealing with government affairs, he listened to the lively conversation inside and stood up and took Yunling out of the Yangxin Palace.

"I won't ride the dragon chariot anymore. I'll go on foot."

It has only stopped snowing for one day, and the melted snow is colder than the snow itself. It would be better to take a walk to keep warm.

Liang Chongyue held a hand warmer in her hand, and by the time she reached Jingyang Palace, her body had warmed up.

When the palace servants outside Jingyang Palace saw His Majesty coming, they immediately knelt down.

Liang Chongyue had not stepped into Jingyang Palace for a long time. The door of the main hall where He Yanting lived was closed. As Liang Chongyue walked forward, the door opened and a hearty laugh was heard.

"Your Highness is about to lose this round to me. You must take the medicine when it arrives."

Liang Chongyue stepped closer and her laughter stopped abruptly. Seeing this, the two people sitting on the Arhat bed quickly stood up and saluted her.

"Your Majesty, may I greet you forever."

"Everyone, get up. I heard you caught a cold, so I came to see you."

Liang Chongyue's gaze fell on He Yanting. It was cold and he was freezing, so he wore much thicker clothes than usual and his collar was no longer open.

Seeing His Majesty take a seat, the palace servant serving Zhou Yanqi moved a stool and placed it next to His Majesty's hand, and Zhou Yanqi sat down.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'm fine. I just have a high fever. I'll be fine after taking two doses of medicine. I just can't go and help the young prince."

When He Yanting said this, his eyes were shining as he stared at Liang Chongyue.

Receiving his small gesture of asking for feedback and praise, Liang Chongyue raised the corners of his mouth slightly:

"That desk is just the right size. Minglang likes it very much. He said that when you recover, he will come to see you with gifts."

Making a desk is not a difficult task, and that desk is far inferior to those made by the craftsmen in the Imperial Household Department. But after hearing what His Majesty said, He Yanting felt a little embarrassed.

"It's not that great, but as long as Minglang likes it, that's fine."

Liang Chongyue chatted with He Yanting for a few words, then looked down at the chess board on the low table. Although she had never played chess with He Yanting, she knew how good he was at chess at a glance.

"Your Majesty, please don't look at it. Unlike the Lord and the Queen, I am not very proficient in these things."

He Yanting wished he could ruin this game of chess, and felt somewhat regretful about why he had agreed to play chess with Zhou Yanqi today.

If he had refused, Your Majesty would not have seen his appalling chess skills.

When He Yanting was feeling regretful, he reached out a hand and picked up the black pieces on the chessboard one by one.

He Yanting looked at His Majesty's serious attitude and hesitated to take back the white piece. He couldn't help but ask:

"Your Majesty, would you like to play a game of chess with me?"

Liang Chongyue smiled when she was asked by He Yanting. She looked up and saw the uneasiness in his eyes, then put away her smile.

"I'll teach you a simpler way to play, so you can have some fun while you're recovering."

The chessboard was empty. When Liang Chongyue was about to explain the rules of Gobang to He Yanting, a clear voice interrupted from the side.

"I also want to learn it. Once I learn it, I can help my brother Dejun to relieve his boredom."