After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Chapter 171: No Random Writing

The next day, Yun Zhou didn't get up and didn't report to the Censorate.

According to the information Wen Zhimiao got from Le Ran, Yun Zhou and her beloved mother should have gotten up at ten o'clock for lunch.

It wasn't that Wen Zhimiao wanted to pry into the private affairs of the young couple, but Wen Jiuzhao wanted to go find Yun Zhou that day and it happened to be his day off.

Wen Zhimiao followed him there, but found that Yun Zhou was not in his room.

I originally thought that the two Kings of Juan went to Hande Hall again.

As a result, Le Ran said that he had not woken up yet and had not come out of the emperor's bedroom.

The two kings of the roll didn't even get up. Wen Zhimiao thought something was wrong.

After thinking about it, this is the first time in so many years!

When the rumors in Zhangtai Palace were at their most rampant, Yun Zhou was dug up early in the morning to exercise.

Wen Zhimiao was silent for a moment, and suddenly realized that it was true.

She nodded with some satisfaction: "It's not easy, but I finally got the result."

The overly precocious Wen Jiuzhao blushed as he listened nearby.

"Miao Miao..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Wen Jiuzhao whispered to her.

Wen Zhimiao nodded: "I understand, I understand, I won't make irresponsible comments."

"I secretly like this in my heart, but it's a pity that I can't draw, otherwise I could draw some fan comics." Wen Zhimiao felt it was really a pity.

Her talent in painting can be said to be really poor. After studying for two years, she still can't even draw a bird.

But it was okay, since He Yuanyao was there to accompany her and play along, Wen Zhimiao didn’t think it was a big deal.

That is Shi Wanyue's talent. At present, apart from having no talent in wielding swords, Wen Zhimiao has not found any other shortcomings of hers.

Not to mention Wen Jiuzhao, Wen Zhimiao thinks she is an all-round talent.

How can someone know everything? He not only practices martial arts but also studies, and he also has a unique talent in art.

Sometimes Wen Zhimiao feels that such a person should be the heroine of a novel, why is she only a supporting role?

And she's a vicious female supporting role! How is this possible!

But Wen Zhimiao thought about it and realized that the heroine in the original novel was her dear mother, the Queen. With this thought, she began to understand why Wen Jiuzhao was only a supporting role.

After all, in Wen Zhimiao's heart, although Wen Jiuzhao is powerful, he is still some distance away from Su Qingluo.

Su Qingluo's strategies and methods are indeed incomparable to Wen Jiuzhao.

However, at this moment, Wen Zhimiao's mind was more on the two people who did not get up.

Did they do it last night? Did they do it?

You can't just stay up late and chat about everything!

If that were the case, Wen Zhimiao felt that she would go there with some melon seeds in her hand, eating them while mocking Yun Zhou for being useless.

"Miao Miao, let's go, let's go back. Wanyue and the others will be going to the palace soon." Wen Jiuzhao also understood that if he wanted to deceive certain people, he could only use Master Wanyue.

I don’t know what kind of magic Shi Wanyue has that makes her so clingy.

"Oh, that's right. I made an appointment with my sisters to come in and make pastries today!" Wen Zhimiao naturally also had her own handicraft class. The teacher at the Imperial College assigned them to make something, but Wen Zhimiao didn't like to do it, so she asked them to come into the palace to make pastries.

After all, the small kitchen in Zhangtai Palace is actually quite large, although it is not as large as the imperial kitchen.

Wen Jiuzhao coaxed Wen Zhimiao away and did not dare to continue disturbing Yun Zhou and Su Qingluo.

The two of them had been busy for a long time and went to bed late. No one dared to disturb them, so they slept until after noon.

Yun Zhou was confused when he woke up.

As soon as she woke up, Su Qingluo woke up too.

When their eyes met, Yun Zhou suddenly remembered the ridiculous things that happened last night.

Suddenly, heat appeared on his face again.

Su Qingluo couldn't help but laugh, leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth behind her ear: "Are you still so shy?"

Yun Zhou reached out and poked her collarbone: "Aren't you shy at all?"

Su Qingluo hugged her again: "What's there to be shy about?"

Not only was she not shy, she also kissed Yunzhou again.

It seems like nothing is enough.

He had just woken up, and Yun Zhou insisted on not letting her kiss him, otherwise he felt like he would not be able to get out of bed again.

Seeing Su Qingluo's heart and eyes filled with joy, Yun Zhou seemed to be infected a little.

But he still gently pushed Su Qingluo: "Get up... I don't know what time it is."

Looking at the sunlight outside, Yunzhou felt that it would definitely not be early.

I don’t know what those people in the palace will say.

It’s not that he feels he can’t say it, nor is he avoiding it. Yun Zhou just feels a little embarrassed and shy.

Su Qingluo obediently lifted the quilt and said, "Okay..."

The moment she lifted the quilt, Yun Zhou's face seemed to turn slightly red again.

A lot of marks appeared on Su Qingluo's fair skin overnight.

As for how these traces came about, I'm afraid no one knows better than Yun Zhou himself.

There are scratches, kisses and bite marks.

Yun Zhou couldn't help but cover his head with the quilt.

Was she that fierce last night?

Su Qingluo put on her inner clothes, turned around, and saw someone covering herself with a quilt.

I couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, I'm dressed. Isn't it stuffy to cover myself like this?"

Su Qingluo slightly lifted her quilt: "Keep covering it, what if it gets cooked?"

Yun Zhou met her eyes, then looked down again, and only stopped when he saw that she was indeed dressed.

"Then don't look at me."

Su Qingluo was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. Was it really that serious?

But Yun Zhou didn't allow her to look, so Su Qingluo turned away.

He waited until Yunzhou was fully dressed before turning around again.

The two of them tidied up briefly, called a maid in to help them wash up, and asked about the time.

Yun Zhou was extremely embarrassed when he learned that it was already past noon and met the maid's inadvertently ambiguous expression and the look of excitement she showed.

Su Qingluo was not shy at all and put her arms around Yun Zhou's waist in front of the maid.

"What would you like to eat later?"

Yun Zhou could only endure the embarrassment in his heart and directly say what he wanted to eat.

Su Qingluo asked the maid to instruct the imperial kitchen to do it.

In addition to the bedroom, Yun Zhou also learned from Le Ran that Wen Zhimiao and Wen Jiuzhao had been there.

Yun Zhou sighed softly. She could imagine Wen Zhimiao's excitement.

Su Qingluo seemed to know what she was thinking. She held her hand and said calmly, "Even if she knew, so what? Isn't she looking forward to your coronation every day?"

"You do not understand."

Even though Su Qingluo and Wen Zhimiao have some similarities, they are not the same person after all. How could Su Qingluo understand Wen Zhimiao's head full of dirty trash?

"Just wait. In a few days you will be able to see a story based on you and me in Yunjing City."

Yun Zhou smiled at Su Qingluo.

Su Qingluo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "She can also write storybooks?"

"She can't, but she will find someone to write it. There are so many students in Taixue, so she can just find someone with good writing skills and give him some money or other benefits, right? That's not normal."

Su Qingluo thought it made sense.

But she didn't think it was a big problem, and she was eager to tell the world.