PROLOGUE

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by loisantoinette

by loisantoinette

Third-grader Shen Qiangqiang took home a homework assignment.

Because they happened to learn a text about the Yinhe Palace Museum, and they were in the imperial capital, and tomorrow was the weekend, the Chinese teacher simply assigned this homework.

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

It can be regarded as an immersive experience that moves from the textbook into reality.

However, compared to other classmates in the class, Shen Qiangqiang, thanks to her father, had already visited Yin and Gong almost every time when she was only three years old.

She was even taken on a tour of some areas that were not open to tourists.

So after finishing the content of the homework, she immediately said: I can go alone!

At worst, I can add her two parents when I write my diary, so it won't be counted as absence.

Jiang Lingxi: "I'm free tomorrow!"

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

Shen Yunqing: "Let's go together."

So the next morning, early on the weekend, the family of three went out together.

Although he was prepared for the large number of tourists visiting Yinhe Palace on weekends, when he arrived at the place and saw a long queue had already formed early, Jiang Lingxi decisively chose to use Shen Yunqing's identity and go through the back door!

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

As for the most famous palaces with the largest number of visitors, I simply decided not to go there and instead focused on less famous attractions.

There are also places that are under restoration and are currently not open to tourists.

Passing by a palace where murals were being restored, Fu Yunchen happened to be there. Seeing Shen Yunqing, he immediately stopped her with a look of surprise, "I was just about to call you to help with some advice, and it was a coincidence that I saw you!"

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

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

"Go ahead."

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

The sun at around ten o'clock in the morning in autumn is not dazzling. It feels warm on the body and neutralizes the somewhat chilly autumn wind.

It makes people want to fall asleep involuntarily.

Jiang Lingxi watched Shen Qiangqiang skipping away, squinted his eyes and listened to the faint voices coming from the palace that was being repaired not far away, and fell asleep unknowingly.

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"The autumn wind is cool, and your majesty has just recovered from the cold, why is there still wind?"

Jiang Lingxi suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of me is a bright windowsill. Outside the window, several palace maids in light blue palace maid costumes are sweeping the dead yellow leaves on the ground. They have just gathered them into a pile when a gust of autumn wind blows and the fallen leaves scatter and fly around again.

There was also a palace maid who was so angry at the naughty autumn wind that she couldn't help but let out a low "ouch".

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

Jiang Lingxi turned around and looked over.

A touch of scarlet official robe suddenly came into view.