My wife is fierce and will meet you in 50 minutes

  On the second day, Yang Lan woke up early and Biyue Biyun lifted the curtain to serve her in washing and dressing. Biyun asked: "Miss, which set of clothes will you wear when entering the palace today? I have ironed three sets of clothes for you, which one do you think is suitable?"

  Yang Lan glanced at the cabinet and said: "Yu Bai's suit, paired with a pale blue moonlight skirt."

  "Yes!"

  Yang Lan washed her face and carefully applied some perfume, letting Biyue comb her hair. Today she wore a special white jade-colored slant-collared robe with lotus embroidery, the buttons made of agate, paired with a sky-blue moon-patterned skirt, adorned with a simple double-spiral bun, only wearing a light blue gauze flower, paired with a pearl-inlaid silver hairpin, plus a pair of gold-inlaid ruby earrings, small and delicate in a calabaza shape, looking very lovely.

  She put on her clothes and stood in front of the mirror for a moment, looking at the smooth and rosy skin in the mirror, with bright and shining eyes, long eyelashes like feather fans, lightly blinking like flapping butterfly wings, radiating clear and bright light, a straight nose, red lips, a beautiful and elegant face, only her cheeks were still slightly childish, looking lovely and cute, Yang Lan was sure there was no mistake, before nodding in satisfaction.

  Yang Lan took the people to pay their respects to the old lady, then took Biyue and Biyun to the imperial palace to see the empress dowager. Today there was nothing much to do, mainly just to tell the empress dowager that she wanted to become an apprentice of Master Minghui to learn painting.

  Arriving at Cining Palace, the Empress Dowager was already waiting for her. "This child of mine hasn't come to see me in several days! You've been on my mind all this time!" The Empress Dowager lovingly beckoned to her.

  Yang Lan suddenly made a curtsy, quickly walked up to the empress dowager and affectionately wrapped her arm around hers, gently swaying back and forth. "Grandmother, don't be angry with me, I've been learning embroidery from my teacher these past few days! Look, I brought the handkerchief pouch I embroidered, it's one of the works that my teacher said was acceptable! What do you think?"

  Baiyun stepped forward, holding a red lacquer wooden box. Inside, there were several small pouches and two handkerchiefs, as well as two five-colored silk threads woven into auspicious ornaments.

  The empress held the items in her hands, examining them one by one, nodding as she looked. "This handkerchief is embroidered with some style, elegant and refined; this purse is cute; this little white cat is especially lively and mischievous. This red purse is particularly eye-catching; this square handkerchief with a Jiangnan fishing boat design is outstanding. It seems they put their heart into it. Give me this handkerchief and the white cat purse, and tie this hairpin on for me too, I like it!"

  Everything of her granddaughter looks good. She thinks they are all beautiful. Happily let Li Ayi tie them up for her.

  Yang Lan smiled with satisfaction, her small chin raised. Her face glowed with a radiant light. "I haven't been here for a few days, have you been eating well? Have you persisted in practicing boxing? You should drink sheep's milk every day and add some almonds to remove the fishy smell. That's very nourishing. In the morning, you should drink a bowl of five-grain bean porridge, which is not only filling but also good for your body. Also, you should eat less sweets, they're bad for your health."

  The empress dowager listened with a smile, her eyes revealing kindness and warmth, as she listened to her granddaughter's chatter, her heart felt especially warm.

  "By the way, Grandmother, I went to Auntie's birthday banquet the other day. I drew a painting for her as a birthday gift, and Auntie said she would introduce me to Master Minghui, and have me learn painting from her? What do you think? I saw that my mother seemed to hold Master Minghui in high regard, and many noblewomen were surprised and envious at the time. Is she very impressive?" Yang Shan leaned against the Empress Dowager's bosom, using a small clip to crack open a walnut and feed it to her.

  The empress dowager paused for a moment, and her eyes showed a hint of nostalgia and complexity. After a long sigh, she said, "She? In the past, she was an imperial princess who was wronged by the previous emperor. However, she is indeed a talented woman! Especially her calligraphy and painting are exceptional. In recent years, she has devoted herself to Buddhism and has become more open-minded and calm. It's good that you're going to learn from her. Remember to show respect and don't be naughty, understand?"

  She stroked Yang Lan's soft and chubby little face, feeling a warmth in her heart. With this little person by her side, she no longer felt lonely.

  Yang Lan had a walnut in her mouth and nodded casually, "I will definitely respect someone with skills, I didn't know she had this side to her!"

  "Who's had such an experience? Is it Lan'er who has arrived?" A loud, calm male voice came from outside, accompanied by a clear smile.

  Yang Lan quickly stood up, straightened her clothes, and saw a bright yellow figure walking in. She immediately bowed down, "Greetings to the Emperor's uncle!" Her clear voice was like a skylark, with a hint of joy.

  "Haha! Get up! You little thing, why do you always treat me specially? You call the Empress Dowager 'Grandmother', so why do you call me 'Emperor Uncle'? It's too awkward. From now on, just call me 'Uncle'! Mother, how's your body today? Is the food delicious?" The voice was filled with ease and teasing.

  The newcomer was the emperor, who, although middle-aged, was still handsome and elegant, with eyes like bright stars, deep and profound, and an extraordinary demeanor; in Yang Lan's eyes, he was a very charismatic middle-aged uncle.

  "It's going well! Lan'er specially assigned someone to supervise me to exercise every day, and I can now eat and sleep well, it's great!" The empress smiled warmly, inviting the emperor to sit down, and ordered tea to be served.

  Yang Lan took the tea from Niú Qiáng with a flattering smile, personally presenting it to the Emperor and fanning him with her small hands, "Uncle! I'm especially respectful of you, making you look majestic and powerful! More importantly, I want everyone to know that my uncle is the Emperor, and in the capital city, I can walk sideways, not to mention how impressive that is!" She slightly narrowed her eyes, with a smiling face like a flower, and although it was obvious flattery, she made it sound extremely amusing.

  The emperor glanced at her, a hint of a smile on his face. "You're being sophistical again, aren't you? Using my name to do something bad and then wanting me to clean up after you?" His expression turned stern, trying to intimidate Yang Lan.

  Who would have thought that Yang Lan was not afraid of the emperor's power at all, having grown up in front of her grandfather since childhood, what kind of big shot hadn't she seen before? Her grandfather himself had a very heavy murderous aura, this little bit of atmosphere was nothing.

  Yang Lan giggled and smiled flirtatiously, "How could that be! I'm so well-behaved! Who told you I was misbehaving? Uncle, I just mentioned to my grandmother that I wanted to learn painting from Ming Hui Master, only to find out she's a royal princess! Uncle, please agree to it!" As she spoke, she recklessly went up and tugged on the emperor's sleeve, shaking it back and forth in a coquettish manner.

  The emperor was somewhat helpless, rarely did someone not fear him and be willing to get close to him. His own sons and daughters were all afraid of him, and even a slightly louder voice would make them tremble with fear, which was quite meaningless. But this little thing was an exception, and he felt happy in his heart.

  "Hmm, how did you think of learning from her?" The emperor popped a walnut into his mouth and asked slowly, with a faint glint in his eyes.

  Yang Lan's eyes were bright and clear, with a hint of pride, she raised her chin and said, "That day I went to Ping'an's birthday banquet and drew a picture, she praised me! Later, she said she would introduce me to Master Minghui, let me learn painting from her, saying I have talent!" After finishing speaking, she still put her hands on her hips, puffed out her small chest, very self-satisfied, shook her head twice, and swung her legs with a smug face.

  The emperor took a sip of tea and suddenly asked while pointing at the embroidered handkerchief on the table: "Did you embroider this?"

  "Ah! Isn't it great?" Yang Lan's proud little face was even more interesting, her big eyes blinking, with a clear "praise me" expression written all over her face.

  The emperor was amused by her, stretched out his big hand to pat her head as if teasing a small animal, with a hint of smile in his eyes, "Hmmm! This Songzhu's pouch is not bad, I'll take it, go and learn well!"

  Yang Lan was overjoyed, jumping three feet high. "Great! I can go out and play now! Uncle, you're a good person, next time I'll make you a pair of shoes, guaranteed to be comfortable!" She happily promised the emperor a pair of shoes.

  The emperor raised an eyebrow, "Hmph, you still have a conscience and remember me. Every time it's not my turn, humph! From now on, don't come to me for help even if you need something, I won't do it for you!" After saying that, he turned his head away, like a sulky big kid.

  Yang Lan snorted, thinking to herself: "What's lacking is shoes and a purse, I'm just going along with the excitement, isn't this just forcing conversation? Being polite, being polite, you understand? But can't say it like that, still have to coax the emperor."

  She smiled and said, "You can't be missing boots to wear, besides my craftsmanship is poor and I'm embarrassed to show you. If you don't mind, next time I'll definitely remember to give you a pair too, how about that? It's settled, even if they're ugly, you have to wear them!" She made a domineering request.

  "Well, that's good, at least your father, the old man, is always showing off in front of me, saying this shoe was made by his daughter, and that cloak was made by her too. Hmph!" The emperor grumbled indignantly.

  Yang Lan is speechless, what a old kid! Can this also be considered as competing for favor?

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