Her Majesty the Queen is a god in the entertainment industry

Chapter 831 Extra: Zhuang Zhou Mengdie

Shen Qiangqiang, a third grader, brought home a homework assignment.

Because they just happened to learn a text about the Yinhe Palace Museum, they happened to be in the Imperial Capital, and tomorrow was the weekend, the Chinese teacher simply assigned such an assignment.

Accompanied by one or two parents, they will visit the Yinhe Palace Museum and write a diary of no less than 300 words.

It can be regarded as an immersive experience from text to reality.

However, compared to other students in the class, Shen Qiangqiang, thanks to her father, had visited Yinhe Palace one after another as early as three years old.

She was even taken around some areas that were not open to tourists.

So after she finished explaining the content of her homework, she immediately said: You can do it alone!

At worst, she can wait until she writes her diary and add her two parents, so that she won't be counted as absent.

Jiang Lingxi: "I'm free tomorrow!"

Speaking of which, she hasn't returned to Yinhe Palace for a long time.

Shen Yunqing: "Let's go together."

So early on the next weekend, the family of three went on a group trip.

Although he was prepared that there would be a lot of tourists visiting Yinhe Palace on weekends, when he arrived at the place and saw that there was already a long queue, Jiang Lingxi decisively chose to use Shen Yunqing's identity to go through the back door!

The family of three walked in quietly through the staff passage.

As for the palaces that are the most famous and visited by the most tourists, they simply don’t go there and focus on more obscure attractions.

There are also places that are under restoration and currently closed to tourists.

Passing by a palace where murals were being restored, Fu Yunchen happened to be there. When he saw Shen Yunqing, he immediately stopped the person with a look of surprise on his face, "I was just about to call you to help you with the details, but I happened to see him!"

Jiang Lingxi simply waved her hand, "I'm just a little tired from walking around. You go and help me. I'll sit on the bench under the tree outside."

Shen Qiangqiang looked at the nearly empty water bottle in his mother's hand and volunteered to buy water.

"Go."

Jiang Lingxi walked to the bench, brushed off the fallen leaves, and sat down.

The sun at more than ten o'clock in the autumn morning is not dazzling, and it shines warmly on the body, neutralizing the somewhat cold autumn wind.

It makes people want to fall asleep.

Jiang Lingxi watched Shen Qiangqiang skipping away, squinted her eyes and listened to the faint voices coming from the palace that was being restored not far away, and fell asleep without realizing it.

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"The autumn wind is cool. Your Majesty, the wind is just right. How can you still blow the wind?"

Jiang Lingxi opened her eyes suddenly.

There was a clear window sill in front of her. Outside the window, several palace maids in light blue palace attire were sweeping up the fallen yellow leaves on the ground. They had just gathered them into a pile when an autumn wind blew by, causing the fallen leaves to scatter and fly in all directions.

There was also a palace maid who was so angry at the naughty Qiu Feng that she couldn't help but whisper "Ouch".

Everything in front of her was too real, and coupled with the familiar voice coming from behind, she couldn't tell whether this was a dream or not.

Jiang Lingxi turned around and looked over.

A touch of crimson official robes suddenly came into view.

"Shen Qing?"

"The minister is here."

The hall immediately fell into silence.

Jiang Lingxi didn't like having too many people in front of her, even if the maids could be as motionless as wooden piles.

If you are just standing, you might as well go outside and sweep the leaves to stretch your muscles.

Therefore, in the palace at this moment, apart from Qing Yuan who was quietly guarding the door, there were only one monarch and one minister standing opposite each other.

Although Shen Yunqing lowered his eyes, he could clearly feel the gaze from the opposite side falling on him unscrupulously.

It was obviously already autumn and there was a lot of coolness, but he was so stunned by this look that his palms felt wet, and a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead. He just wished he could walk forward and catch the cool breeze. .

Unfortunately, the window was blocked by a figure embroidered with ink and gold dragon patterns.

Jiang Lingxi could naturally see how uncomfortable this man was, and she didn't bother to think about whether it was a dream or not. She just wanted to follow her heart.

"Shen Qing, come with me for a walk."

Shen Yunqing paused, "Yes."

Jiang Lingxi took the lead to step out of the hall where official business was conducted with her hands behind her back.

Shen Yunqing gathered her nerves and followed one step behind.

Without letting Qing Yuan and his men follow him, Jiang Lingxi only took Shen Yunqing with her and walked forward aimlessly after coming out. She didn't speak, and someone who followed behind just followed silently.

We walked all the way to a waterside pavilion by a lake.

There is no way ahead.

The weather wasn't that good originally, but now it's a bit gloomier.

As soon as I sat down in the waterside pavilion, the pattering autumn rain also fell.

The water vapor on the lake surface was carried into the waterside pavilion by the wind. Jiang Lingxi didn't think it was a big deal because she was wearing thick clothes, but the person next to her couldn't help but cough slightly.

Only then did she remember that this man was only wearing a thin official robe, and he seemed to have been sweating in the palace before.

She turned around and looked at the person who was coughing with her head tilted to her lips. The corners of her eyes were a little red from holding back, which made her itchy and wanted to touch her hand to see if she had applied rouge there.

"But you feel cold?"

Shen Yunqing shook his head stiffly, "It's okay."

But soon, he suddenly raised his head and faced the smiling face in front of him.

His expression could no longer remain calm.

Jiang Lingxi calmly took her hand away from the back of Shen Yunqing's hand, "My hands are cold, is it okay?"

"My lord, my lord..."

"You want to say that you are born with this?"

Shen Yunqing, who was robbed of his excuse, said: "...Yeah."

Jiang Lingxi saw that his face, which had been a little pale due to the cool breeze, slowly turned a layer of red, and his features became clearer.

Just accept it when you see it?

nonexistent!

"I have a responsibility to bring you out even if you are afraid of the cold. But there is no umbrella in this waterside pavilion, so I can only wait until the rain stops before going back." Jiang Lingxi looked around as she spoke, then patted the seat next to her, "Sit here "The wind is light here and the rain can't come in."

Shen Yunqing hesitated for a moment, then looked into His Majesty's half-smiling eyes, gritted his teeth, and sat down.

It's just that the posture is a little stiff.

Compared with him, Jiang Lingxi is much more casual.

He leaned sideways and reached out to catch a few drops of rainwater dripping from the eaves, then shook them away.

Shen Yunqing was watching her actions quietly from the side, and wanted to advise her, but as soon as she opened her mouth, another itching surged into her throat.

"Cough cough!"

Jiang Lingxi quickly retracted her hand and turned to look over.

I saw that this man's sleeves covered half of his face, and his ears were a little red from coughing.

She simply took off the cloak that Qing Yuan quickly put on her when she went out, and covered Shen Yunqing with her backhand.

"Your Majesty, you can't do this!"

"If I say you're going to do it, do it. Don't show off. If you're going to get sick, I'll be too tired!"

Seeing that the man subconsciously wanted to return the cloak, Jiang Lingxi simply put her arm around his shoulders and grabbed his other hand.

The two of them froze at the same time.

"obedient!"

"it is good."

When Qingyuan discovered that Yunyu had caught all the way and hurriedly came over, she saw her Majesty and Lord Shen sitting side by side. Lord Shen was still wearing the cloak she had prepared for His Majesty.

"His Majesty?"

Two voices intertwined.

Jiang Lingxi opened her eyes, and bright sunlight suddenly shone into her eyes.

Where is the cold autumn rain in the dream?

In front of her were Shen Yunqing who was gently brushing the fallen leaves off her shoulders and Shen Qiangqiang who had returned from buying water.

"Yun Qing, do you remember that there used to be a lake here?"

They once enjoyed a sudden autumn rain at a pavilion by the lake, wrapped in a cloak.

The autumn rain falling into the lake of my heart also caused ripples!
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