Lu Yangge entered the Yuehua Palace, and only then did he relax his tense nerves.

Lu Qingluan hurriedly stepped forward and asked worriedly, "How is it, is it exposed?" ”

Lu Yangge spread out his hands and turned around twice in front of Lu Qingluan: "Do you think I look like this?" ”

"Like."

It's just like that, it's exactly the same.

If it weren't for Lu Qingluan knowing that the emperor's mother and Lu Yangge's mother were sisters, she would have suspected that these two were born to the same mother.

How can there be such a similar person in the world?

It's not right, if Lu Yangge wears women's clothes and doesn't deliberately dress up and imitate, the two will be a little similar between their eyebrows and eyes, not so similar.

But when Lu Yangge put on the dragon robe and put on the crown, I don't know how she depicted it, and that face seemed to be a trick.

If the current Lu Yangge and the emperor stand together, Lu Qingluan believes that he will not be able to distinguish the difference between the two of them before.

"Okay, don't look at it, quickly take off my boots for me, let me relax and relax."

Lu Yangge's feet are small, and he is shorter than the emperor. In order to look like it, these boots are specially made, not only the bottom is thickened, but there is also a boot inside, and something is stuffed in the middle.

Although the height is enough and the size of the feet is no different, the boots are extremely tiring to walk.

Fortunately, the emperor is weak and rarely walks in the palace.

This is the first time that Lu Yangge has pretended to be the emperor and walked in front of everyone.

It was also the idea of the Queen Mother, to let those ladies who were not familiar with the emperor meet first.

Even the ladies can see the flaws, which shows that Lu Yangge's trick of pretending to be the emperor is not successful.

If the ladies can't see it, then try the ministers again.

Now, Lu Hebei has taken Dr. Xie's medicine, and his spirit looks no different from usual.

Only when taking medicine, there will be a period of pain.

Lu Hebei can endure it, and this pain is not unacceptable to him.

Lu Yangge pretended to be him and went to sit in the Queen Mother's Palace, and Lu Hebei stayed quietly in the Palace of Heart Cultivation alone.

Outside the Heart Cultivation Palace, Cheng Fangyuan personally took a small table and a few of them guarded it, not to mention people, it was not easy for a fly to fly in.

Remembering his sister in his heart, Lu Hebei was restless, and in the end he could only leave the folds and go to the side to write big characters.

This was taught to him and his brother by his father, and he had a temperament since he was a child, so his father let him practice calligraphy, saying that it was to sharpen his temperament.

At that time, he was actually extremely reluctant to practice calligraphy, he wanted to ride a horse to practice archery, and wanted to be a general to lead the army to kill the enemy.

Now he is not a general, but he is an emperor, he can't ride a horse and shoot arrows, and he can only review the chapters in this palace all day long.

Originally, he was not able to practice the words, but he picked them up after he was injured and couldn't run and jump.

The way his father held his hand and taught him to write seems to be vivid.

"Dad, the child is useless, he neither protected his mother and eldest brother, nor gave his little sister the best life, but dragged her into this quagmire."

"Dad, the child is sorry for you, and I am sorry for the ancestors of the Lu family, my child can't be surnamed Lu, but only Chen. The child remembers the verses you taught the child to memorize. Yo yo deer chirping, eating wild apples. I have guests, drummers and shengs. Blowing the sheng drum spring, bearing the basket is the will. People are kind to me, show me to walk. My son's name is Chen Luxing, and the child in the queen's womb, whether male or female, is called Chen Luming. ”

"Dad, the child has a year at most, and he can go down and kowtow to you and his mother. When the time comes, you can always beat me and scold me, the child just asks you to bless your sister under Jiuquan, bless Lu Xing and Lu Ming, and bless them to live peace, health, and happiness until they grow old. ”

Lu Yangge sat in Yuehua Palace until the afternoon, and Lu Hebei wrote big characters in the palace for half a day.

After Lu Yangge drank tea and ate snacks in Yuehua Palace, accompanied the beauty to lunch, and took a nap, he returned to the Palace of Nourishing Heart surrounded by eunuchs and palace maids.

Seeing Lu Yangge enter the Heart Cultivation Palace, Lu Hebei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tired?"

Lu Hebei pointed to the tea on the side, "Father-in-law Cheng just brewed tea, do you want to drink some of it." ”

"No drink, no thirst."

Lu Yangge sat next to Lu Hebei, flipped through the corrected recitals, frowned and said, "Can't you take a break and recuperate?" ”

After so many twists and turns, it is indeed not conducive to Lu Hebei's physical recuperation.

Lu Hebei rubbed his slightly sore wrist: "I'm not tired, Dr. Xie's medicine works very well, and my body is much lighter than before." ”

"Brother." Lu Yangge shouted distressedly, "That medicine ......"

"That's good."

Lu Hebei interrupted Lu Yangge's words and smiled self-deprecatingly, "This honey and the other arsenic, if it weren't for Old Doctor Xie, my brother might not be able to talk with you like today." ”

Lu Yangge didn't want to mention this matter again, so he changed the topic stiffly: "Brother, today's Dragon Boat Festival, do you want to accompany your sister-in-law and Xing'er?" ”

"No, you don't." Lu He turned sideways, took the calligraphy he wrote today and handed it to Lu Yangge, "This word, don't throw it away after you have practiced, and give it to him when the line is older in the future, this can be regarded as a calligraphy treasure left by his father." ”

Lu Yangge took the notebook and deliberately teased: "Okay, I must practice hard, and I must practice a good stroke of the second brother." ”

Lu Hebei raised his hand and poked Lu Yangge's forehead: "You, naughty." ”

Lu Hebei's handwriting is not particularly good, when he was young, Lu Yuanshan was busy and not strict, Lu Hebei couldn't take care of practicing calligraphy and martial arts, he was a few points weaker than his eldest brother in his homework, and even his words were not as good as his eldest brother's.

Over the years, he has also practiced diligently, but his body is not strong, his wrists are weak, and his writing is somewhat procrastinated.

On the contrary, it was Lu Yangge, who had memories of her previous life and stayed in Qingshan Academy for a few years.

Her writing pen is a dragon and snake, and the iron is drawn with a silver hook, and there is a kind of majestic atmosphere that women do not have.

Lu Hebei was not afraid that Lu Yangge's handwriting would be bad, but she had a headache because she wrote too well, so she could only write a notebook and let Lu Yangge practice every day, so that it would be convenient to review the chapters.

Lu Yangge's practice of calligraphy is just a cat and a tiger, and it is definitely impossible to practice to be exactly the same as Lu Hebei's characters, but the glyphs and fonts must be similar, especially some small habits when Lu Hebei writes, she has to practice well.

Now, Lu Hebei will also let Lu Yangge wait for approval, that is, in order to facilitate Lu Yangge to slowly and imperceptibly turn her font into his.

This process may take a while, but fortunately, Lu Hebei is not in a hurry, and Lu Yangge is not worried.

Their brothers and sisters, there is still more than half a year, during which Lu Yangge will pretend to appear in front of everyone as Lu Hebei.

If anyone suspects it, at least Lu Hebei is still there, and he can still get around.

When Lu Hebei really couldn't stand it, I believe that no one would dare to doubt that the person sitting on the dragon chair was not the real emperor.

(End of chapter)