"Prince An, please eat slowly. I'm going to take a lunch break." Qin Zhao was too lazy to waste time on Xiao Yi anymore and glanced at Baohong from the corner of his eye.
Baohong understood and followed out silently.
As soon as Qin Zhao left, Xiao Yi was left alone at the dining table. He suddenly punched the table hard, making a harsh sound.
When Qin Zhao entered the inner room, Baohong delivered the letter from Xiao Ce to Qin Zhao.
Qin Zhao couldn't wait to open the first letter, and what she saw was Xiao Ce's handwriting. Her eyes turned red and her vision became blurred: "My dear wife, I understand the words as soon as I see them. My husband is fine outside, but it's just that
It will take some time for the war to start. I didn’t know before that ‘a day without seeing each other is like three autumns’. This time I left the palace, my husband understood it deeply..."
The first letter was a bit sloppy, just a few words, but it was also known that Xiao Ce took the time to write a letter home.
The second letter wrote about some scenery at the border. Xiao Ce said that he would take her everywhere in the future, including where he was at the moment.
When writing the third and fourth letters, Xiao Ce wrote a full page, describing his feelings of missing her in detail.
The last two letters contained a few words, saying that the war was getting more and more serious and that he might not be able to write to her for some time.
Qin Zhaozai read it carefully and found that Xiao Ce had not received the letter she sent because it did not mention a few words on the letterhead.
Could it be that like the letter he sent, it got stuck at a certain station and failed to be delivered to Xiao Ce in time?
Qin Zhao read these dozen letters over and over again, still reluctant to fall asleep.
"Your Majesty, you have been watching for an hour. Don't you plan to take a lunch break today?" Bao Zhu joked.
Qin Zhao's eyes were a little dry: "I just miss him too much..."
Although she can deal with Xiao Yi with ease, in the dead of night, she is still afraid that Xiao Ce will follow the same path of his previous life.
Today she finally received a letter from Xiao Ce reporting that she was safe, which relieved the heavy pressure in her heart.
"Everything is well, Your Majesty. Don't worry too much, Your Majesty. You should focus on the Emperor's heir in your belly." Baozhu comforted her softly.
Qin Zhao put the letter under his pillow and planned to sleep for a while.
After falling asleep, Qin Zhao dreamed of Xiao Ce for the first time. Xiao Ce was riding a white horse and fighting on the battlefield with his sword. The sound of fighting was all around him, and all his movements seemed to be slowed down.
As if sensing her presence, Xiao Ce turned back to look at her and called her "Zhaozhao"...
Qin Zhao woke up at this time. She still remembered Xiao Ce's tenderness when he called her. Even after she woke up, her heartbeat was still extremely fast.
After Qin Zhao woke up, she originally wanted to write a reply to Xiao Ce, but she changed her mind when she remembered that Xiao Ce's last letter said that the war was tense and his letters would have to be stopped for a while.
Xiao Ce is currently on the battlefield, so she still can't stick to him too much, let alone distract him.
He was reborn in this life, and with the comparison of his previous life, he had the upper hand. She just had to wait in the palace for him to return safely.
During dinner time, Qin Zhao suddenly came up with an idea: "While I have more time during the pregnancy period, why don't I come and learn painting?"
After hearing this, all the attendants looked at Qin Zhao:...
Qin Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his fingers towards Baozhu: "What's your expression?"
Bao Zhu laughed dryly, this is really a gift.
You must know that their queen has two major shortcomings. One is that she is not good at being a female actress, and the other is that she is not good at painting.
Oh, once upon a time, the master's empress's sand paintings were all about cleverness, and that was also because of the word "smart".
As for painting, I really have no talent.
"Just do whatever you want, I will support you unconditionally!" Bao Zhu actually wanted to ask his master why he suddenly wanted to paint again.
"Aquarius, what do you think?" Qin Zhao picked another person to ask.
Baoping is an honest person. After the initial shock, he replied to his master: "The paintings painted by the empress are not very good-"
Before she could finish speaking, she was kicked by Xiao Linzi.
Seeing the details of their interaction, Qin Zhao coughed slightly and said: "I just remembered that the emperor painted me so beautifully, and I also want to paint a picture for the emperor. If the emperor sees this painting after returning to the palace,
I don’t know how happy I am.”
All the attendants were silent, but no one dared to tell the truth.
Qin Zhao pretended not to see everyone's strange expressions and decided to study hard starting tonight.
For this reason, she specially invited Ruxi into the palace and asked Ruxi, a talented woman, to teach her in person.
Ruxi had also learned Qin Zhao's "painting skills", and was frightened when she heard about it, but after all, she was a person who had seen the world, and she quickly returned to normal.
She taught Qin Zhao how to draw seriously, but after learning for less than half an hour, Qin Zhao started to cry out that he was tired, yawning profusely, and the corners of his eyes were red.
"Would you like to study again tomorrow? Let's rest early today so as not to tire the queen and your highness." Bao Zhu felt sorry for his master and stepped forward to persuade him.
Qin Zhao subconsciously looked at the teacher Ruxi: "Isn't it good for me to do this?"
She invited people into the palace late at night, but she couldn't study for half an hour.
Baozhu looked at Ruxi with eager eyes. Ruxi followed her good deeds and lied without blinking an eye: "Your Majesty's progress is already very good, but the health of your body is more important."
Qin Zhao felt a little guilty, but when she saw the doting looks in everyone's eyes when they looked at her, she suddenly realized.
There is no way, what she got in this life was probably the script of being a cannon fodder and being a favorite.
Qin Zhao went to bed early that night and spent a lot of time thinking about it. She knew that painting was her shortcoming and she did not want to become a master of painting.
She suddenly wanted to learn painting, just to draw a portrait of Xiao Ce.
She woke up early the next morning, called Qiu Shui to her and asked, "Is there a portrait of the emperor in the Yangxin Hall?"
"There is a portrait of the emperor that the empress would like to see?" Qiu Shui asked back.
"If you want it, go get it and let me observe it." Qin Zhao waved.
She felt that she really had no talent in painting. Instead of copying a painting, she would treat it as her own painting, which would save time and effort.
Qiu Shui quickly brought the portrait over, and just as Qin Zhao was about to unfold it and examine it carefully, he heard Xiao Yi's footsteps getting closer and closer.
She lowered her face, took a cursory glance at the portrait, and then put it away as quickly as possible.
When Xiao Yi came over, he saw Qin Zhao who was in high spirits and having breakfast. He couldn't hide his surprise: "The emperor's sister-in-law got up so early today?"
Qin Zhao looked cold and cold, not even looking at Xiao Yi, thinking that it would be great if Xiao Ce could come back soon, so that she could get rid of Xiao Yi's entanglement as soon as possible.
Xiao Yi saw that Qin Zhao ignored him, but he was not angry and sat down next to Qin Zhao.
As soon as he started eating, Qin Zhao put down his bowl and chopsticks and walked away without looking back.
Xiao Yi was speechless for a moment. Should he continue to eat this breakfast?
Qin Zhao actually just started eating, but he couldn't wait to see Xiao Ce's portrait and didn't want Xiao Yi to see it, so he did this.
