The ministers saw that Yun Zhentian had already started eating without any hesitation, his eyes were closed as he ate, and he seemed to be enjoying himself very much.
Without further hesitation, they began to wolf down their food.
After finishing a bowl of porridge and a scallion pancake, everyone was quite full. Just then, Eunuch Liu brought over some tea to cleanse their palates and told them to rest for a while before heading to the Imperial Study.
Mo Beichen ate something similar to what the ministers ate, but it was more refined, and there were also appetizers.
After breakfast, Eunuch Liu promptly served tea and helped Mo Beichen rinse his mouth.
Mo Beichen was in a good mood and asked Yun Qingluo what she and the two children were doing.
Eunuch Liu replied, "According to Yun Tao, after the Empress finished breakfast with the Crown Prince and Princess this morning, the Crown Prince and Princess were reading and writing in the room while the Empress went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. At this moment, the Empress should be accompanying the Crown Prince and Princess to read and write."
Mo Beichen nodded slightly. "Tell the Empress that I will have lunch in the Imperial Study, so she doesn't need to go to the trouble of preparing it. I will go over and have dinner with them in the evening."
Eunuch Liu immediately accepted the order, "This servant will go and inform Her Majesty the Empress right away."
Mo Beichen closed his eyes to rest for a while, when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Mo Beichen opened his eyes and his deep voice rang out.
Several ministers arrived and continued their previous conversation.
When I woke up in the morning, it was snowing heavily outside, covering the palace in a white coat.
After breakfast, Yunxin delivered the prepared breakfast to the Imperial Study. Then, Yun Qingluo led the two children to practice calligraphy in the room.
“Mother, I didn’t believe Grandmother when she said your handwriting was ugly, but now I do.” Mo Zhiyuan looked at Yun Qingluo’s handwriting with a serious expression and spoke very earnestly.
Yun Qingluo straightened up, looked at Mo Junye's handwriting, then glanced at her own, her brows furrowing.
He then glanced at Mo Junye's handwriting, his brows furrowing even more deeply.
"Your handwriting is uglier than your mother's, how dare you say that about your mother?" Yun Qingluo pinched Mo Zhiyuan's cheek.
Mo Zhiyuan snorted and said with a smile, "I'm only two years old, and it's already amazing that I can hold a calligraphy brush. My grandmother said that when I grow up, I will definitely write beautiful characters. But Mother, you've already grown up."
Yun Qingluo was speechless for a moment, but what she said made a lot of sense.
"But Mother, don't worry, Zhiyuan won't dislike you, just like Brother doesn't dislike Zhiyuan's handwriting, hehe." Mo Zhiyuan smiled guiltily.
Her brother often complained about her handwriting.
Mo Zhiyuan looked at Mo Junye with expectant eyes. If her brother exposed her, she decided to ignore him for the rest of the day.
Yun Qingluo looked at Mo Junye and said, "Junye, are you practicing your mother's calligraphy? The characters look a bit like your father's." However, she had only mastered one aspect of it so far.
Mo Junye nodded, "The Grand Tutor praised Father's calligraphy, so I want to practice Father's calligraphy."
Speaking of calligraphy, Yun Qingluo suddenly thought of Yin Yi.
When they landed in Luoxia Land, the three members of the Yin family were settled in the camp. When returning to the capital, only Mo Beichen and she went ahead. The three members of the Yin family, Yun Xin and others followed the army back to the capital.
Originally, the Ever Victorious Army did not need to return to the capital, as their camp was located in Luoxia Land. However, Mo Beichen ordered them to return to the capital together with the Dragon and Phoenix Guards.
Yun Qinglu guessed that Mo Beichen wanted to take advantage of the army's triumphant return to celebrate with the country and demonstrate the benevolence of the King of Xumi.
To put it bluntly, it was made for the soldiers of the Void Continent and the Ghost Continent, hoping that they could let go of their hatred, psychologically submit to Sumeru, and live peacefully.
"Mother, Mother?" Mo Junye asked, but received no reply from Yun Qingluo. Seeing that Yun Qingluo was in a daze, he did not disturb her.
Instead, it was Mo Zhiyuan who called out to Yun Qingluo several times, pulling Yun Qingluo back to reality.
"Ah, what's wrong?" Yun Qingluo snapped out of her daze, looking completely bewildered.
Mo Zhiyuan put down her pen and walked up to Yun Qingluo. Yun Qingluo took the opportunity to hug her, and with her other hand, she pulled Mo Junye into her arms as well.
"Mother, what were you thinking about just now? You seemed so engrossed." Mo Zhiyuan looked up and asked curiously.
Yun Qingluo looked at the papers on the table and said with a smile, "This time when your mother came back, she brought you a good teacher. He taught King Xuancang when he was a child. It would be a good thing if he could teach you."
Mo Zhiyuan pouted and asked, "Can he teach me martial arts?"
Yun Qingluo froze for a moment. "Hehe, he's a scholar, he probably can't teach you martial arts."
Mo Zhiyuan immediately lost interest. "Never mind then, I'll just continue learning from my maternal grandfather."
Yun Qingluo chuckled, "Does Zhiyuan like learning martial arts that much? Learning martial arts is very hard work. You have to practice every day, from the coldest days of winter to the hottest days of summer."
Mo Zhiyuan's eyes were firm. "Mother, I still want to try." As she spoke, Mo Zhiyuan lowered her head, seemingly a little frightened.
Is it really that hard?
Yun Qingluo noticed her hesitation and said with a smile, "Then give it a try. If you like it, you can learn it; if you don't, you can stop. Don't worry, your father and mother are here with you."
She and Mo Beichen worked hard so that they could have a better environment to grow up in and be able to choose their favorite fields at will.
So the two of them can just do what they want to do.
"What about Junye? Is there anything you particularly want to learn?" Yun Qingluo asked Mo Junye, maintaining a neutral stance.
Mo Junye raised his head and asked in return, "Mother, did the person you brought back from the Xuancang Continent really teach the Xuancang King?"
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