A year of spring has passed in vain, and the scenery after the rain is new in summer.
Inside the palace, the imperial garden.
In the emerald green lotus pond, the tender yellow lotus leaves are curled up, and the early summer breeze blows, creating a green wave.
The blue dragonfly flapped its transparent wings, sometimes flying in the air, sometimes landing on the lotus leaves to take a rest.
Chu Yuening leaned lazily on the railing of the pavilion, gently waving a flower-patterned fan, enjoying the quiet time alone.
At this time, a female official hurried over. She was pretty, about thirty years old, and had a very capable and steady temperament.
This person is none other than Yao Jia, the most capable general under Chu Yuening’s command.
After entering the pavilion, she bowed respectfully and then reported briefly.
"Your Majesty, news has come from outside the palace that Mingyue Primary School has been completed."
Chu Yuening turned around, her emerald gauze dress made her look as delicate as a young girl, but her natural majesty made no one dare to underestimate her.
Perhaps she was in a good mood, she raised her eyes and smiled softly, and there was a hint of gentleness between her cold eyebrows.
"Yeah, pretty efficient."
"Then we will contact the furniture factory to customize teaching aids of a uniform style."
"Yes, my lady."
Yaojia responded respectfully with a serious expression, but in his heart he memorized every word of the Queen's instructions.
Chu Yuening continued to fan herself with her round fan, the breeze blowing through her hair and her mind filled with thoughts.
After a while, Yaojia wanted to leave when she saw that the Queen had no other instructions.
"This servant is reporting..."
"Wait, there's one more thing you need to do."
Chu Yuening suddenly interrupted, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in her beautiful eyes, bright and dazzling.
However, she did not explain the specific matters next, but stood up and walked quickly towards Zhangtai Palace.
Yaojia didn't understand what was going on, so she had to follow closely behind.
In Zhangtai Palace.
The majestic and dignified emperor was handling official business, carefully annotating memorials one after another, and looked as calm and composed as ever.
Only Zhao Gao, who was serving beside him, knew that His Majesty was in an extremely unhappy mood at the moment, and the air pressure around him was getting lower and lower.
He shuddered and groaned inwardly.
Your Majesty, please come back soon!
If you don't come back soon, I'll freeze to death.
Perhaps God heard his sincere prayers, and the next moment, a familiar figure rushed in.
The moment she entered the hall, Ying Zheng keenly noticed the movement.
He raised his head and when the green figure was reflected in his eyes, the corners of his taut lips unconsciously curled up.
"Yuening, you're back."
"Did you have fun?"
"A Zheng, I'll tell you later, I have something urgent to do now."
At this moment, Chu Yuening's mind was full of work and she had no time to care about anything else, so she just said it perfunctorily.
She sat at the desk, picked up a pen and paper, and began to sketch with great concentration.
Being treated so coldly by his young wife, Ying Zheng's smile instantly disappeared and he pursed his thin lips even tighter.
He stared dimly at the unfaithful man opposite him, his eyes dark and unclear, his handsome brows filled with frost.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Gao's heart, which had just calmed down, became tense again.
He looked at the queen who was concentrating, and silently handed a memorial to His Majesty.
Ying Zheng glanced at him coldly, somewhat displeased with his self-assertion.
But seeing that his wife still didn't even look at him, he still took it and reviewed it.
It’s just that the ink is much heavier than before, almost penetrating through the back of the paper.
An unknown amount of time had passed, but just as cold sweat broke out on Zhao Gao's forehead, a light and joyful voice rang out.
“Finally finished the painting!”
Chu Yuening put down the brush, took a long breath, then picked up the drawing and checked it carefully.
After seeing that there were no mistakes or omissions, he handed it over to the female official and gave her careful instructions.
"Yaojia, hand this blueprint over to the Institute of Engineering and have them develop it as soon as possible."
"As you command, my lady."
Yaojia took it with both hands, and caught a glimpse of the strange patterns and words on the paper, which made her feel puzzled.
What is a pencil?
How come I have never heard of it?
But she was not the kind of person who would ask questions. She would just do her best to follow her master's orders, as she would not talk too much and would make mistakes.
Yaojia carefully put away the drawings, bowed to the emperor and empress, and hurriedly took his leave.
After finishing her work, Chu Yuening had some free time and finally remembered her dear husband whom she had neglected.
She glanced at the man opposite her guiltily, and seeing that he was calm, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
A calm sea is often a sign of a coming storm.
In order to protect her waist, Chu Yuening didn't care about the presence of outsiders.
She stood up and sat next to the man, hugged his arm affectionately, raised her little face, and her cold voice became sweet and soft.
"A Zheng, I have good news for you."
"Mingyue Primary School is completed."
"Um."
Ying Zheng replied calmly. Although his expression was still cold, his furrowed brows had relaxed.
Chu Yuening smiled even sweeter, rubbing her chin against the man's sleeve, looking well-behaved and naive, like a coquettish little fox.
"Then A Zheng knows what I just drew."
The soft touch touched the skin through the thin shirt, and the soft and sweet female voice seemed to be soaked in honey, full of attachment.
Even with the coldest heart, one cannot turn a blind eye.
Ying Zheng's expression eased slightly, and he stopped moving his hands. He then embraced the woman with his strong arms and spoke in a low voice.
"Hmm? What is it?"
“It’s a pencil.”
“It only needs to be made of wood and graphite, and it can be written on white paper.”
"Not only is it more convenient to use than a brush, but it's also inexpensive and affordable for ordinary people."
Chu Yuening relaxed in the man's arms and explained excitedly.
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