Nian Zhaoyi spent six or seven years in the palace by replacing Lin Zhiya.
She knew she had to keep it a secret carefully, as she knew Lin Zhiya had saved Zhao Chen's life. She saw with her own eyes Lin Zhiya rescue Zhao Chen from the water.
Who was the one approved by Jingchen Temple? Nian Zhaoyi couldn't believe it. Could it be that she had been replacing Lin Zhiya for so many years and she had replaced the wrong person?
How could that be? Could it be that there was another person? Besides Lin Zhiya, there was another person?
Nian Zhaoyi's worldview collapsed, her back felt cold, and cold sweat instantly soaked her temples.
What floated to her feet was a birth chart, but it was not Nian Zhaoyi's own. She completely believed that she had been replacing the wrong person all along and had wasted her energy against Lin Zhiya.
Zhao Chen's voice came: "I remember that you have been in the palace for many years, so I will not sentence you to death. I will only send you to the border. You should pack up now."
Zhaoyi Nian came outside, where two guards were waiting for her. She packed a package and took one last look at the palace. She felt that all she had done over the years had been wasted.
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Lin Zhiya felt that Zhao Xiaoxiong was sick. Ever since the last kite incident, Zhao Xiaoxiong had been listless.
Lin Zhiya opened the system, found Zhao Xiaoxiong's secret guard, and saw that it said:
"My son Zhao Xiaoxiong was very worried that the small garden would be turned into ruins. He was depressed and had no interest in studying."
"My son Zhao Xiaoxiong is very worried that the palace will find out about the changes and blame himself for not growing up and not being able to help his mother."
"My son Zhao Xiaoxiong drank a bowl of eight-treasure porridge. He is full now and wants to take a nap."
Lin Zhiya let Zhao Xiaoxiong sleep on the bed and told him that the small garden would not be filled in.
Lin Zhiya said: "Unless Father is crazy, he won't fill the small garden."
Zhao Xiaoxiong didn't dwell on why his mother knew what he was thinking. He stammered, "I just don't understand why my father didn't let my mother be the queen."
Lin Zhiya: "Father didn't let anyone else be the queen."
Zhao Xiaoxiong tilted his head: "But who else can be the queen except mother? If mother becomes the queen, she can know more about father's government affairs and prevent father from going astray."
Lin Zhiya smiled happily. If Zhao Chen knew that Zhao Xiaoxiong was worried about this, he would be so angry.
Lin Zhiya: "Father is an adult now, he won't learn bad things... and mother will probably become the queen."
Only then did Zhao Xiaoxiong feel at ease and fell asleep with a long breathing.
Lin Zhiya went to the small kitchen to get a bowl of porridge, and then went to Zhao Chen's imperial kitchen pretending to be concerned.
Zhao Chen has been very comfortable these days. He has money, the disaster area is getting better, and all the ministers have become rabbits.
But there were still a lot of memorials, and Zhao Chen had been reading them for half an hour.
Lai Xi was waiting outside the door. When he saw a scarlet skirt, he rubbed his eyes and said in a lost voice, "Empress Wan, why are you here?"
Lai Xi was not exaggerating. Lin Zhiya had been in the palace for five years and had never been to the imperial study, let alone bring porridge to Zhao Chen.
Lin Zhiya smiled tactfully, looking shy: "Your Majesty must be tired, please inform the eunuch."
Lai Xixin thought that there was no need to report, but he still went through the process. Soon Lin Zhiya entered the imperial study. As soon as she stepped into the imperial study, the system sent a prompt.
"By checking in at the Imperial Study Room once, you have surpassed 99% of users and will soon receive a reward: an epic book, 100,000 taels of silver, and a slight improvement in the literary attribute."
Lin Zhiya put the porridge on Zhao Chen's table and condemned him with a smile.
[Why are you so disappointing that your son is worried that you will go astray? ]
[If that doesn't work, let's find someone else to be the emperor. If you ruin the world in the future, my son won't take over.]
[Zhao Chen, Zhao Chen, you need to reflect on yourself.]
But Lin Zhiya said, "Your Majesty, drink the porridge quickly. I will serve it to you. Your lips are all white."
Zhao Chen's mouth turned white because he was angry with Lin Zhiya. Lin Zhiya rushed in and condemned him, but he couldn't say anything.
Zhao Chen refused with an ugly look on his face: "I don't want to drink."
[I sent you porridge from afar, but you refused to drink it. Your kindness was taken for granted.]
After Lin Zhiya finished her complaints, she considerately moved the porridge away. Her eyes fell on the paper where Zhao Chen was writing something. His handwriting was so beautiful that Lin Zhiya couldn't describe it.
Zhao Chen saw it: "...My beloved concubine, do you know what I am writing?"
Lin Zhiya shook her head: "I only know a few words."
Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment, then thinking of Lin Yiyuan, he suddenly understood something. He became very interested and wanted to teach Lin Zhiya how to write.
Lin Zhiya curled her lips perfunctorily, but couldn't refuse, so she reluctantly sat down and learned calligraphy from Zhao Chen.
Lin Zhiya recalled that when she was still in the boudoir, her father was obsessed with teaching her brother and ignored his daughters. Although her mother was a lady from a wealthy family, she could only teach them in her spare time.
Lin Zhiya didn't have much time to study, as she and her sisters had to mend clothes to earn some copper coins to buy candy.
So Lin Yiyuan talks a lot about the noble character of scholars, but his eldest daughter Lin Zhiya can only recognize a few words.
Zhao Chen took Lin Zhiya's hand and moved it to a certain word: "Do you know this word?"
Lin Zhiya guessed with great difficulty and actually guessed several correctly. She gradually stuttered and her face turned red under Zhao Chen's gaze.
Lin Zhiya said aggrievedly: "I don't know how to do it, don't test me anymore."
Zhao laughed dully, a hint of surprise flashing through his mind. Only Lin Zhiya could guess so many things right by guessing.
Lin Zhiya was pulled into Zhao Chen's arms in annoyance. She really hated that she didn't learn more words when she was a child, so that she wouldn't be dragged by Zhao Chen to make up lessons now.
Zhao Chen held Lin Zhiya's hand and taught her to write.
Lin Zhiya was already withering. She thought in horror, could it be that Zhao Chen thought she was a promising talent because she guessed a few words correctly? Heaven and earth are conscientious, it was all the sign-in reward.
The literary attribute has been slightly improved and converted into guessing a few words, which is very reasonable.
Lin Zhiya yawned, her eyes following Zhao Chen's hand in a trance, like a puppet being led by Zhao Chen to write. Lin Zhiya didn't need to use any strength, and the words she wrote were all in Zhao Chen's handwriting.
At this moment, she suddenly felt something poking her waist, and when she looked, it turned out to be a book.
The book emitted a faint light, and the packaging was a little... a little too real. There was actually a picture of Zhao Chen on it, and it was very, very real. It didn't look like a picture, but rather like a living Zhao Chen was baked on it like a pancake.
Lin Zhiya shuddered and hesitated whether to reach out to take it, then she saw a few big words written on the first page of the book.
The Emperor's Strategy!
Is this the book in Zhao Chen’s study? No, this must be the book in the sign-in system. Lin Zhiya has a very clear understanding of this.
Lin Zhiya found that there was no place to hide on her body, so she simply waved her hand, threw the Emperor's Strategy to the ground, and kicked it with her feet to tiptoe into the corner of the table.
Zhao Chen, who was writing, suddenly felt that one end of the table had become higher, and he stared at Lin Zhiya suspiciously.
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