Shen Jiayin stamped her feet on the spot, her face grim, and she slapped her mouth a few times with her hand: "Look at my broken mouth."
Things are different now. That boy is now the emperor, but he still can't change his inferiority complex. Now it's better. He finally entered the palace and no longer has to endure the torture of being urged to get married.
Now, I have jumped into the fire pit on my own initiative. A quick mouth can lead to harm. A quick mouth can lead to harm.
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Tang Wan arrived at the temple that night. She stayed in a spacious room with a faint scent of sandalwood in the air.
Although the quilt was not made of any expensive fabric, it was fine cotton that ordinary people could not afford. The bed was thick and soft, obviously made especially for her.
She sighed in her heart, no wonder the Queen Mother was able to survive in the harem, she really knew how to behave.
However, she didn't know that the empress dowager never bothered to please anyone, because the late emperor only liked her, so she was not worried that anyone would target her.
She never had to take the initiative to fight for anything, nor did she take care of others. The only reason she could think of these things was because she really liked Tang Wan.
The palace maid made her bed and then left with her head lowered.
"My Lady, would you like to have dinner?"
"No, I don't have much appetite at the moment."
She lay on the soft bed, smelling the scent of sunshine on the quilt, and before she knew it, she fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up again, it was already early the next morning.
According to custom, she would go to the Buddhist temple early to copy scriptures.
She asked her maid to help her wash and dress up, and then she went out in plain clothes.
Now that winter is approaching, she has become particularly afraid of the cold and wears more clothes.
Her belly was covered like this, and from behind, she still had the figure of a girl, graceful and elegant.
"Greetings, Mother."
"Good boy, no need to be so polite. After you have paid your respects to the gods, go copy the scriptures with your mother."
"yes."
The Queen Mother looked at her kindly, and when she saw that her hands were empty, she frowned, "Didn't you bring the hot water bottle with you?"
Her tone was a little serious: "What do these servants around you do for a living? They have no sense at all."
"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you go get it?"
Tang Wan was completely confused by her conversation and stood up to take it. The Queen Mother regained her kind expression and said, "My Queen Mother didn't say anything to you. After you finish praying, just go sit over there."
Tang Wan knelt on the cushion for less than half a minute before she was helped up and sat on the cushion to copy scriptures.
According to the rules, she was supposed to kneel for half an hour, but the Queen Mother said that she was the biggest rule here and that she didn't have to worry about that.
Tang Wan nodded in agreement, and the Queen Mother smiled at her with satisfaction.
Tang Wan looked at the thick stack of scriptures in front of her and felt quite hopeless. When she was in school, what she hated most was copying books.
Not only was it a waste of time, but also a waste of her pen and ink. In fact, she could have memorized the text in the time she had to copy the book, but the teacher insisted that she copy it more than ten times.
No matter how she explained, people just didn't believe her. What could she do? She just copied it.
She took the brush and copied it carefully, stroke by stroke.
Her handwriting was originally very grand, but she was afraid of being exposed, so she wrote in a formal small-character style with flowers.
Most women of this era wrote in the small calligraphy style of hairpin flowers, so if she followed suit, those people probably wouldn't be able to find any faults.
She copied until her wrists felt a little sore and she suddenly felt hungry.
The Queen Mother seemed to have expected this and sent her several plates of snacks with a note: There is no one around, so feel free to eat.
After testing for poison, she swallowed it in small sips with warm water.
The abbot said that she had to copy all the scriptures in one day and she must not slack off or be lazy because there would be new tasks tomorrow.
She rubbed her sore wrist. It had been more than an hour, and she had only copied less than 1/10 of it. Even if she was a god, she would have to go without food or water for a whole day to write all this.
She had originally prepared to continue copying, but during lunch, the empress dowager secretly pulled her out and found a maid with a similar body shape to her to sit there in her place.
"Mother, this might not be a good idea. What if I get recognized?"
The Queen Mother patted her chest proudly and said, "How could that be? Lianxiang is my right-hand man. Her mother also helped me in the past. They are both good at imitating. Don't worry."
Tang Wan was silent for a moment. Looking at the childish empress dowager in front of her, she gave an awkward smile: "Your Majesty, you are so courageous."
"Of course not. Back then, that old witch queen made me copy the manuscript over a hundred times a day. How could I finish it? It was clearly torture. So, I had no choice but to ask someone to do it for me."
"After so many years, you're still this dead. Don't be too honest. There's no benefit in copying it strictly."
Tang Wan was now free from worries and felt that everything she said was sweet to her ears: "Your Majesty is right. Now we can go eat some cakes."
"Yes, yes, yes. I just asked Zhu'er to buy some cakes. Come with me to taste them."
"Okay~"
"I don't know if Wanwan misses me. She can't live without me. Maybe she can't even eat now." Chi Yu supported his chin with a sad face.
"Mother, this chestnut pastry is delicious, sweet but not greasy, crispy and soft." Tang Wan handed a piece to the empress dowager with a smile.
"Wanwan, try this. It's pear soup, sweet and refreshing."
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