Wen Nianqing was really too lazy to play a sisterly relationship with Wen Yunyao, so she returned to the palace after a few polite sentences. Wen Yunyao saw that Wen Nianqing was far away, and handed Ruyi to Bai Su, "Do it according to the original plan, you must dare to do it before my good sister's birthday." ”

"Yes, princess, just ...... The slave maid looked at this Ruyi as a first-class treasure, are we going to destroy it" Bai Su held Ruyi with a hint of hesitation, and Wen Yunyao's eyes crossed a trace of reluctance, "Why did you throw it away?" Put it away. ”

Mei Yun followed Wen Nianqing and walked back, hesitating all the way to speak. When she arrived at Zhaochun Palace, Wen Nianqing tilted her head to look at her, "Just ask whatever you want, this palace will forgive you for your innocence." ”

Mei Yun said embarrassedly, "Slave and maid, there are so many big and small treasures in our library, why did you pick up that auspicious cloud Ruyi?" Slave remembers that you like the opal in the back very much. ”

"Because...... Wen Yunyao is insatiable, if you have one, you want more, if the envoy from the Western Regions comes at this time, I will have a way to make Wen Yunyao lose face. Wen Nianqing's eyes narrowed into a slit, and she smiled ill-intentionedly.

Because she remembered that at this time in her previous life, the envoys from the Western Regions brought a large number of tributes to Beijing, and Wen Yunyao knocked a lot of them back with the help of Zhang Fuyun, this time ...... Wen Yunyao didn't have such good luck.

The two sisters are pregnant with ghosts, but on the surface, they have been sisterly for several days. Mei Yun came in with a serious face, "Your Highness...... Ah, Lord Xiao is also there. ”

Xiao Yuhan was watching her write in Wen Nianqing's study, and when she saw Mei Yun, she nodded, and didn't move. Wen Nianqing glanced at Mei Yun inexplicably, "What's wrong?" Say, it's fine. ”

Mei Yun walked over and reported softly: "Master Jiang's only daughter, Jiang Mi, is going to elope with her talented husband." ”

Wen Nianqing: ???? What's the situation? The version of the previous life was obviously a private affair, why did it become an elopement in this life? Wen Nianqing put down the pen, and Xiao Yuhan slapped the bamboo board on Wen Nianqing's hand. Wen Nianqing was taken aback, and asked a little aggrievedly, "Why are you beating me?"

"Practice calligraphy seriously, why do you inquire about everything?" Xiao Yuhan crossed his legs, chewed the pastries in Wen Nianqing's palace and said vaguely.

Wen Nianqing didn't know why Xiao Yuhan's image collapsed so quickly, she could still pretend to be a serious master a few days ago, but she has been letting herself go more and more these days, and the pastries in her Zhaochun Palace have been eaten by Xiao Yuhan.

"Practice your handwriting, you don't have to worry about other things, alas! The pen should be evenly forced, and pay attention to the posture of holding the pen!" Xiao Yuhan looked at Wen Nianqing with disgust, "I am such a good teacher in front of you, can you concentrate a little?"

Wen Nianqing rubbed her sore wrist, Wen Nianqing, "You mean, you can help me with this matter?"

Xiao Yuhan raised his eyebrows, picked up his sachet and shook it, "You gave me spring flowers before, and it will be your birthday in a few days, this matter is a gift for you, let's stop here today, Weichen retired." After saying that, he saluted and left.

Wen Nianqing stared at Xiao Yuhan's back tightly, when the two first met, Xiao Yuhan was very cold to her, and her speech was also very clumsy. How did it become like this now? In his palace, he followed up on his own home, he should eat and drink, and even the habit of hitting the back of her hand with a board was the same as in his previous life.

Wen Nianqing had a strong intuition: Will Xiao Yuhan have memories of his previous life?!