After the rebirth, the empress took the tragic script of Meiqiang

Chapter 3 Portrait

After lunch, it is Ye Qinghuai's daily class time.

Normally, this would be the happiest time of her day.

But today was different from the past. Ye Qinghuai was very anxious. On the way to Wenxuan Hall, she walked slowly.

She hasn't figured out how to face Lu Yanchen yet.

Ye Qinghuai thought that before she died in her previous life, she had settled her grudges with him. From then on, she had no love or hatred, and just wanted to have nothing to do with him. So when she first woke up, she did not think of Lu Yan at the first moment.

Dust, I just think about why I want to be reborn.

She has no obsession with him to start over and rekindle their relationship, nor does she have an undying hatred towards him. She has nothing more to ask for from him.

But how to deal with him right now is really a problem.

After she revealed her identity as a woman to Lu Yanchen in her previous life, Lu Yanchen wrote to Ding You to return home the next month. When Ye Qinghuai saw his dictionary, his people were already far away in Yunzhou.

Ye Qinghuai considered it in his heart, and there were only two ways to go. Either kill him immediately, or imprison him in Shengjing. But whether he killed him or trapped him, he had to first find out the 50,000 rebels under his command.

Where to come from, otherwise even if you catch him, it will be in vain.

It was in such a complicated mood that Ye Qinghuai met Lu Yanchen in the study.

Lu Yanchen was dressed in an indigo court uniform and sat beside the case. A book was spread out on the case. His long, fair and jointed hands turned the pages from time to time. When he heard Ye Qinghuai coming, he turned his head and looked calmly.

He glanced at her, stood up and said, "Your Majesty is half a moment late today."

Ye Qinghuai felt like her heart was pounding, and the side of her neck where she had cut herself was burning with pain, as if it was an instinctive reaction of her body.

What the heck, what's the promise that there will be no love or hatred between the grudges?

She cursed herself in her heart, but her face was calm and calm. She bowed to Lu Yanchen, walked straight to the main desk and sat down, saying, "I was delayed for something, please give me a punishment, sir."

Lu Yanchen has always been strict in teaching, and any mistakes will be punished.

As Ye Qinghuai expected, the content of today's lecture was the same as in the previous life, "On Xihua", which was about the Emperor of Xihua more than 600 years ago. He fell in love with his wet nurse who was ten years older than him, so much so that the harem

In vain, he favored only one person, and eventually his son died and his throne was usurped by his imperial uncle.

Ye Qinghuai was only close to Aunt Fanghua in the palace, and she was the only one who took care of everything such as sleeping, bathing, and dressing. Therefore, there were some rumors in the palace earlier.

In his previous life, Lu Yanchen satirized the Emperor of Xihua and advised Ye Qinghuai to establish an empress as soon as possible and take a concubine. Ye Qinghuai was so angry that he even told him that she was a woman. Lu Yanchen didn't believe it, and Ye Qinghuai

After holding his hand and pressing it on her chest, he believed it.

Once again in this life, Ye Qinghuai's mentality became much calmer, not to mention that she had already thought about how to deal with it in the morning.

Lu Yanchen finished speaking, but without waiting for him to use ancient metaphors to describe the present, Ye Qinghuai asked directly: "If I want to establish a queen, who do you think is suitable for me to establish?"

She turned an army against her and stopped Lu Yanchen.

Seeing that Lu Yanchen was silent, Ye Qinghuai asked again: "Mr. Chen Ge's eldest granddaughter is twenty this year, and Mr. Gu's legitimate daughter is sixteen. Who do you think is suitable for me to appoint?"

"This matter concerns the country. I am only a bachelor of Taiqing Pavilion and dare not overstep." He bowed.

Ye Qinghuai glanced at him, sighed and said: "The two of them check and balance each other, and the government and the opposition are at peace, so I am no one in this position. Since you don't dare to overstep, please don't mention this matter again. I am not Xihua."

, wouldn’t do such a stupid thing.”

After Ye Qinghuai finished speaking, she took a peek at Lu Yanchen's face and saw that his brows were no longer worried. Ye Qinghuai breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his speech had moved him.

Sure enough, Lu Yanchen thought for a moment and said: "Your Majesty has already made a plan, so I won't say more. But please remember, your Majesty, the country is the most important, and don't be distracted by flowers."

Naturally, the random words in his mouth were alluding to Aunt Fanghua, but Ye Qinghuai couldn't tell. They say that once a teacher, always a father. Although Lu Yanchen is only eight years older than her, he has become her husband since he became her husband.

She became more and more mature in front of her, and her speech and behavior became more and more like that of an elder.

Ye Qinghuai looked at Lu Yanchen's sharp nose and handsome eyes, and smiled bitterly in his heart: If he knew that he was such a random flower, he didn't know what to think.

She bowed and replied: "Sir, I will keep your teachings in mind."

"That's the end of today's class work. Your Majesty will recite the entire second chapter of "Chengde Synopsis" before class is over." He looked at the sky outside and said, "It's still early. Your Majesty last month

Are you finished with your strategy? I will review it here."

When Lu Yanchen was teaching, he asked Ye Qinghuai to write a policy essay every month, which should be used as a study summary.

Ye Qinghuai could no longer remember what she had written in her policy theory homework a year ago, but her homework had always been placed in the same place. So, she looked at the corner of the bookshelf and said, "They are all on the bookshelf. Sir, please check it yourself."

After saying this, she spread out the "Synopsis of Chengde" and began to copy it.

Lu Yanchen took a pile of her homework and reviewed it on the next case.

As the sun sets in the west, the Wenxuan Hall gradually cools down, and the sunlight slants through the corner of the door. The hall is quiet, with the occasional sound of books being turned over, creating a peaceful learning atmosphere for teachers and students.

"Chengde Synopsis" is a summary of state governance written by Emperor Shengzu. The second chapter talks about people's livelihood and finance. Ye Qinghuai had already studied this synopsis in his previous life and could recite the entire text backwards. Now he can copy it easily and it only takes half an hour.

, I will copy it as soon as I see it.

At this time, Ye Qinghuai heard Lu Yanchen's voice.

"This portrait was made by His Majesty?"

There was a bit of coolness in his voice, which seemed a bit distant.

Ye Qinghuai raised his head and saw a portrait among his homework. A handsome man was outlined with a wonderful painting.

She took a deep breath, and her head suddenly became two big ones.

The man looking forward to the glory in the painting is none other than Lu Yanchen. The painter painted him gracefully and gracefully, full of affection. There is also a line of delicate regular script inscribed in the upper left corner - "There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, and the heart has trees."

I am so pleased with you, but you don’t know.”

Whose handwriting is it if it’s not Ye Qinghuai’s?

After Lu Yanchen's rebellion in her previous life, she burned the painting until nothing was left, so that she completely forgot about the painting's existence after she was reborn.

She worked on this painting for a whole month, personally selected the best paper and ink, and revised it over and over for more than a dozen drafts before finally completing it. The Lu Yanchen in the painting was lifelike, but more vivid than himself. Ye Qinghuai was once very

She didn't dare to be disrespectful in front of Lu Yanchen, so she could only look at this portrait with her infatuation.

The inexplicable joys and losses of girlhood are hidden in the painting. They are her secrets, her weaknesses, but also her treasures.

At this moment, this secret thought lay naked between the teacher and the student.

If he was reborn more than once, Ye Qinghuai would have wanted to kill himself on the spot and have to do it all over again.

Lu Yanchen looked at her with a complicated expression. She had never seen so many expressions appear on his iceberg-like face in her entire life. It was more vivid than the one she drew.

Ye Qinghuai's eyes wandered back and forth between the portrait and Lu Yanchen twice. She quickly stood up and walked to Lu Yanchen's case, wanting to take the painting back.

However, Lu Yanchen held on tightly and did not let go. His eyes never left Ye Qinghuai's face for a moment.

The drawing paper that Ye Qinghuai personally selected was of excellent quality and very tough, and it was actually intact despite the tug and pull between the two of them.

"My humble work, my humble work, it's unsightly to look at. Don't taint your eyes." Ye Qinghuai said with a guilty smile.

The implication was that she admitted that the painting was made by herself. After Lu Yanchen got the answer he wanted, he suddenly let go. Ye Qinghuai took back the portrait and hurried back to his desk, pressing it under a stack of books.

, then he raised his head and smiled awkwardly at Lu Yanchen: "It's just a small portrait, sir, please don't take it seriously."

Lu Yanchen did not answer, but still stared at Ye Qinghuai for a moment. Ye Qinghuai was a little panicked by his look, so he had to smile again, lowered his head and continued to copy her homework.

After a stick of incense, Ye Qinghuai finally finished copying. Her mind was buzzing and she had no idea what she had copied. She put down the pen and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, but she didn't

Dare to look up at Lu Yanchen.

"Your Majesty's unwillingness to enrich the harem turns out to be not Xihua's fault, but Dong Gong's fault." After a long while, Lu Yanchen let out a long sigh.

Dong Gong was Dong Bi, the male favorite of Emperor Chu Ai, the most famous emperor in history. The deeds of these two people can be said to be "famous through the ages" and provided a lot of material for folk literary and artistic creation.

Lu Yanchen stood up and walked to the palace, bowed to Ye Qinghuai, bowed to the ground, and said: "The decline of Chu began from the reign of Emperor Ai. This matter is related to the country. I hope that your majesty will care about the country and will not follow the example of his predecessors."

Dear Emperor Ai. Although this humble minister is not Dong Gong, he has done Dong Gong's deeds, and he will be blamed for his death. I am ashamed to be the emperor's teacher, and please your majesty to punish him for his crimes that have brought harm to the country!"

He spoke with righteousness and heartache, but Ye Qinghuai felt an even bigger headache.

What kind of crime is a crime that brings harm to the country? It is punishable by beheading.

He could plead guilty to this crime, but Ye Qinghuai could not cure him. An imperial master, a bachelor of Taiqing Pavilion, was suddenly beheaded. How should he write the edict to the government and the public? Should it be written that he was in love with the master of trouble? Then

Not only was Lu Yanchen's life lost, but the royal family's face was also lost.

What's more, Ye Qinghuai was not sure that he could kill him.

"Sir, your words are serious. It's my fault for being ridiculous. I don't blame you, sir. If you want to punish me, I will bear the brunt of it." Ye Qinghuai persuaded him kindly.

"It's the father's fault if he doesn't educate him. If he doesn't teach strictly, it's the teacher's laziness. Your Majesty is young and has an undecided temperament, so I failed to fulfill my responsibility of guidance. Please forgive me!" He knelt on the ground like a pedantic veteran.

I can't afford it, it seems that I am determined to wait for Ye Qinghuai to be convicted.

Ye Qinghuai couldn't stand Lu Yanchen's stubborn appearance. She stood up and said angrily: "Yes, I like you. I just... like Long Yang. But I can't do it if I kill you."

Long Yang? If I kill you, Lu Yanchen, there will still be Zhao Yanchen and Li Yanchen. There are so many men in the world, and I will still like them. What's the use of killing you?"

After Ye Qinghuai finished speaking, she saw that Lu Yanchen's body was obviously stiff. Based on Ye Qinghuai's understanding of him, she knew that this was a sign that Lu Yanchen was angry. Seeing him like this, Ye Qinghuai actually flinched and worried.

I said too much.

Clinker, after a short while, Lu Yanchen raised his head and asked: "How do you think your majesty should punish the minister's crime?"

His words were sincere, his expression was worried, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes that Ye Qinghuai couldn't understand.

Ye Qinghuai paused and said seriously: "Sir, you are right. If you are not strict in teaching, your teacher will fall. Since you said that my character is undecided, I will punish you to guide me back to the right path."

(End of chapter)