Chapter 221 [Extra] Parallel World - Development System 3
wait.
Two years passed by after waiting.
In two years, Emperor Jingxuan used his experience from his previous life to reorganize the court and seize power. It took him only two years to complete the achievements of ten years in his previous life. The people of Da Qi lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the country became strong.
Emperor Jingxuan was deeply loved by the people and was a well-deserved wise ruler. The court officials vowed to follow him until death.
Twelve-year-old Yun Wan has grown taller, the baby fat on her face has faded slightly, her facial features have become delicate, and her contours have become clear, and she has gradually become like a young girl.
She held a palm-sized lotus wood box in her hand, lifted her skirt, and stepped onto the stairs, ready to go find Emperor Jingxuan.
When the palace servant saw her, she immediately smiled and said warmly, "Miss Yun is here, His Majesty is waiting for you inside."
Yun Wan nodded slightly, smiled at her, and walked straight into the hall.
The palace maid sighed with emotion. Although Miss Yun was once the daughter of an unpopular minister, she was now treated no less than the Princess of Da Qi.
In other words, she is better than a princess. After all, even a princess still needs to bow when meeting His Majesty.
But Miss Yun never needed it, and her status seemed to be equal to that of His Majesty.
His Majesty treats her like a treasure. Everyone in the palace knows that neglecting Miss Yun will have more serious consequences than neglecting His Majesty.
On the contrary, even if you have committed a capital crime, as long as Miss Yun pleads for you, you will be able to save your life.
Yun Wan entered the Xuan Zheng Hall without being summoned. When she saw Emperor Jingxuan sitting in front of the imperial desk with his head down, immersed in the memorials in front of him, she handed the box to Jiang Fusheng and then tiptoed around behind him.
The scene before his eyes suddenly went dark. Emperor Jingxuan raised his brows slightly and said in a solemn voice, "Who is so bold as to attack me?"
Hearing this, Yun Wan covered her lips and laughed, "It's me, Ah Wan."
Seeing her shy and proud smile, Emperor Jingxuan looked a little dazed.
For a moment, he thought it was his wife coming back.
Yun Wan didn't notice his abnormality, so she immediately let go of him and waved to Jiang Fusheng to bring the incense box over.
When he opened it and saw the incense pills inside, Emperor Jingxuan paused, "Is this for me?"
He picked up one of them and sniffed it, and the familiar fragrance made him stunned.
Yun Wan nodded, holding her chin with both hands and said, "Eunuch Jiang said you haven't been sleeping well recently. This is the calming incense I made myself. Just add it to the burning ambergris."
"I have tried it, and it is very useful. Your Majesty, please do not despise it."
She tried it last night and ended up sleeping until noon today. The effect was surprisingly good.
Emperor Jingxuan smiled and said, "I don't mind. Ah Wan is thoughtful."
Then he asked again: "Did you mix this incense recipe yourself?"
Yun Wan frowned upon hearing this, her tone uncertain: "I wanted Your Majesty to have a good sleep, and this idea suddenly came to my mind."
Once she sits in the incense room and picks up the incense utensils, she will learn it naturally.
Occasionally, Yun Wan would doubt herself, wondering if she was the legendary incense-making genius?
Seeing her little face, which was raised by him, was white and rosy, her eyebrows were stretched, and there was no sadness between her brows, Emperor Jingxuan was filled with satisfaction and pride.
He takes good care of his wife!
"How have you been doing with your studies lately?" he suddenly asked seriously.
Yun Wan, who was in distress, froze, her beautiful eyes wandering, "Do it now."
She quickly sat down, picked up a blank piece of rice paper from the table and began to practice calligraphy.
In the past two years, Emperor Jingxuan never restricted her. He never asked Yun Wan to learn the rules of the palace, he just wanted her to understand them.
She doesn't need to kneel down and salute herself, nor does she need to kneel down and salute others.
She only needs to understand the world's red tape, she doesn't necessarily need to know it.
The only thing to be strict about is reading, literacy, and physical health.
Yun Wan sat at her desk and gradually calmed down to practice calligraphy. After she finished writing on a piece of rice paper, she showed it to him: "Your Majesty, would you like to see this?"
Emperor Jingxuan observed it carefully and finally commented: "Well, not bad, it has the spirit of a scholar."
After saying this, he ordered people to put it away and put it in the collection room after it was dried.
Jiang Fusheng was no longer surprised. As long as it was Miss Yun's authentic work, no matter how well written or painted it was, it would become His Majesty's precious collection.
After being praised, Yun Wan smiled happily and came over and said, "I want to practice your calligraphy."
Emperor Jingxuan naturally would not refuse. He threw away the memorial, spread out a piece of paper, and taught her step by step how to copy his handwriting.
Yun Wan stared at his words in a daze.
Emperor Jingxuan touched her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
It's so strange. Your Majesty looks young, but your handwriting gives people a very old feeling.
Yun Wan shook her head, her intuition telling her that His Majesty would not like to hear this.
After a morning, she glanced at the man who was obviously in a good mood and said tentatively, "Your Majesty, I want some ice cream."
After saying this, the man visibly refused seriously: "No."
"I ate it yesterday, so I can't eat it today."
Yun Wan's face fell, and he muttered softly: "I also ate yesterday, so don't I have to eat today?"
Emperor Jingxuan pretended not to hear and said, "If you continue to be naughty, all your ice drinks for this month will be gone."
He remembered that his wife had not exercised self-control before her menarche and had eaten too many cold foods, which had caused her to suffer from abdominal pain.
He will strictly put an end to this problem in his lifetime, and it is useless for his wife to act coquettishly.
Seeing that there was no hope of eating ice, Yun Wan snorted lightly, "I'm just talking."
Emperor Jingxuan raised his lower lip slightly.
The lady is the best at trying to cover up her intentions. She is like a pretty and temperamental little cat. Even though she knows he won't agree, she still deliberately tests him.
After being rejected, just pretend nothing happened.
Usually at this time Emperor Jingxuan would take the initiative to change the subject, otherwise if he continued to dwell on it, she would become angry and embarrassed.
Yun Wan had her first period when she was thirteen years old.
Thanks to the careful care she received over the past few years, she did not experience any discomfort during her menarche, let alone abdominal colic.
Despite this, Emperor Jingxuan still did not dare to take it lightly. He was busy taking care of her personally, and asked people to prepare the softest menstrual belt, boil hot brown sugar ginger tea, and use a hot water bottle to warm her hands and feet.
"Does it hurt?"
Emperor Jingxuan sat on the edge of the bed, pressing his warm palms against her waist and abdomen and massaging them gently with moderate strength and skillful movements, which amazed the palace maids beside him.
Isn't Your Majesty too attentive? Even they are ashamed of themselves.
Yun Wan was wrapped in the quilt, with only her small face, the size of a palm, exposed.
Hearing this, she shook her head slightly, "It's not uncomfortable."
On the contrary, the whole person feels warm and comfortable.
Noticing that he had changed his clothes, Yun Wan tilted her head and asked, "Your Majesty, others say that menstruation is a dirty thing. Do you mind?"
What's more, her blood stained his clothes.
She heard that men would avoid such things.
"Don't believe such foolish talk, Awan."
Emperor Jingxuan frowned, trying to prevent her from believing such groundless rumors. He explained with a serious expression, "Menstruation simply proves that Ah Wan is growing up healthily. How can it be considered as something unclean?"
"If I am even afraid of such things, what kind of emperor am I? What kind of man am I?"
Yun Wan agreed, but was still curious: "Then how does Your Majesty know all this?"
And so skilled.
Emperor Jingxuan's expression softened: "If you are willing to learn, you will naturally learn it."
It's just the experience I've gained from taking care of my wife.
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