The next day, the marshal was not in bed as usual, needless to say, he must have gone to court again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, Ning Xiguang had to slander the hundredth time in his heart: What is so good about being an emperor?

I think back to when the marshal was still a virtuous minister in the world, at that time, because the emperor relied on him, the marshal was usually very busy, but occasionally took a small vacation and went out with her to spend "n honeymoons", and there was still that leisure. No matter how bad it is, Ning Xiguang will be forced to ask for a "sick leave", and the two of them are sticky on the bed.

But he became the marshal of Emperor Long Yuan, he was busy and elusive, and wanting to see him after waking up in the morning was tantamount to a dream.

As for asking the marshal to falsify a medical case or ask for a sick leave, that must not alarm the entire imperial hospital and make all the courtiers fearful? At the same time, there is no telling how many chain reactions will be made, and if you are not careful, you will shake the national system.

Therefore, being the emperor is really not a personal thing, and the marshal is very unskilled in reincarnation this time.

Ning Xiguang, who was secretly slandering himself, obviously didn't realize that the marshal's own authority was similar to that of the emperor.

He was one of the five generalissimos during the interstellar period, and although the five generalissimos jointly governed the interstellar federation with the assistance of the head, each marshal had its own specific jurisdiction and authority.

In the interstellar population of hundreds of billions, there are nearly 100 billion people under the rule of each marshal, which is more than the current feudal dynasty.

Ning Xiguang began to sigh now that Lord Marshal was busy and lacked skills, and when she really returned to the interstellar with Lord Marshal, saw his state of work, and realized that he was busy enough to express his position, then she should sigh how idle the current Lord Marshal is.

So, again, as the old saying goes, no comparison doesn't hurt qaq.

Busy days always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it seems that more than ten days have passed in the new year, and the Lantern Festival is just around the corner.

Ning Xiguang has not gone out since he came to this world, and he is very bored to learn to deal with palace affairs every day, so he moved his mind and wanted to go out for a walk that day.

She and Fu Siyan said, "There are already lanterns in the capital during the Lantern Festival, right? Let's go and see it together? You see, it's been a busy year, we all have to treat ourselves, don't we? Besides, you are still the emperor, you should be happy with the people, and the people have a happy Lantern Festival, but you are in the palace to approve the folds, you say how unsocial you are." ”

"You're not afraid of the cold?"

A few days ago, there was another heavy snowfall, and the snow did not fall for a long time, but the amount of snowfall was not small, and the snow on the ground reached Ning Xiguang's calf.

In the past few days, the sun has come out and the snow has begun to melt, but it also fulfills the old saying, the snow is not cold and the snow is cold, so it is not cold now. Although in terms of solar terms, it is already spring, but people have to cover their bodies with thick cotton jackets.

Ning Xiguang can't stand the cold, and she can't stand the heat, and she is most impatient to go out in such weather, so she stays in Hanlian Palace for the past few days, even if she deals with palace affairs, she always asks the grandmothers from various stewards to come and talk back, but she rarely goes to a certain place to inspect.

Now that she said that she was going to go out in the cold, Fu Siyan didn't want to be surprised.

"I'm still afraid of the cold. Ning Xiguang held a cup of hot tea and said to Fu Siyan while drinking, "However, no matter how cold the day is, it can't stop my enthusiasm for going out." I've been in the palace for too long, and I feel like I'm going to get moldy all over my body, so what's the good if I don't go out to dry? Besides, you can wear thicker clothes when it's cold, and you can still hold a handstove in your hand when it's cold, wouldn't it be good?"

"Huh. ”

Ning Xiguang heard the irony in these words, and said proudly instead of being ashamed, "It's not that I don't like to go out in the palace, but as soon as I go out, I meet your beauties and show girls, tell me, how big am I to rush to meet them? Every time I see them, I have to stuff my heart once, do you think I'm easy?"

"Is that my fault?"

"I know it's not your fault, after all, when the draft was first held, in addition to various considerations, you went and personally ordered me and Wu Meiren and Jiang Xiunu, and the three of us entered the palace, and some of the other beauties and Xiunu were stuffed in by the Queen Mother, not from your original intention. However, they are all in your harem, and you are all your people anyway......"

"Strong words. ”

"I'm just telling the truth. Ning Xiguang returned the mouth with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "So, you also know that I have been wronged in the palace, why don't you hurry up and make up for me?" Now that there is a chance, let's go out to see the lanterns together." ”

“……”

"Go, go......" Ning Xiguang used his coquettish skills, and then he didn't bother Emperor Long Yuan, who was practicing calligraphy, was not disturbed at all, let alone nodded in agreement. Ning Xiguang couldn't help but feel angry when he saw this, and felt that the marshal was really a stuffy gourd, and he was so wooden (?) , where can I find a daughter-in-law?

It's just his fate, and he met her, a good girl who was dead to him. It's just that he doesn't know how to cherish it yet, and it's really speechless.

Ning Xiguang's eyes rolled, and he had to use his nirvana, rubbing past without a trace, and then in the deep and gloomy vision of Lord Marshal, he muttered in his ear on tiptoe.

The warm breath sprayed on the piercings of his ears, making Fu Siyan's whole body tense, however, he did not show this abnormality, but played as if nothing happened, smelling the fragrance of his daughter who was close at hand, and listening to her whispering in her ear.

Gradually, the light of his eyes became darker and darker, and the color of his eyes became deeper and deeper, and the depths of those eyes were as quiet and tyrannical black as a black hole, as if he was about to devour people at any time.

Ning Xiguang didn't notice it, and after he finished whispering, he put his hands around the marshal's neck and rubbed it on him like candy, "Is it okay?

“…… Good. Fu Siyan replied after a long time, and his voice was completely hoarse.

Ning Xiguang felt a sense of weightlessness coming, and couldn't help but wrap his neck tighter, "Where are you carrying me, alas, it's still early, what are you doing?"

"Bedtime. ”

Ning Xiguang: "......"

Although she promised that as long as he agreed to leave the palace, she could let him try a few other poses on the "small book" at night, but it was still early, and the marshal was really in such a hurry!!

Moreover, this person raised his head, and his voice was even tighter and hoarse, God, she picked up this thing, right?

Ning Xiguang was quite proud in his heart. However, consider that the Marshal has been particularly fanatical about certain things lately, and has a particularly exploratory spirit, and is particularly ...... Love said something shy when he was there, Ning Xiguang couldn't help but blush, and he always felt that he had been trapped.

To be honest, the marshal of this world really breaks the lower limit in some aspects. Don't look at people for a long time, but I can't stand the many books that people read. As the saying goes, if you don't be afraid of a hooligan, you are afraid that the hooligan is educated, and the marshal, obviously, is the rogue qaq who only has culture.

After a night of tossing and turning, Ning Xiguang remembered that when he fell asleep, Wang Zuofu's slight shout happened to sound outside, "Your Majesty, it's time to get up, it's time to go to court." ”

…… So, did they do that all night?

How many times have you been here tonight? Is it four, or five, or six?

Tired and don't love!!

Ning Xiguang sincerely regretted that he had added the elixir to the chicken soup that the marshal drank.

Although the marshal had old wounds on his body, his body was generally very strong. It's good for her to make some medicinal food and raise it slowly, why bother to let the marshal eat the elixir foam?

As a result, he became more and more fierce with his blood, and Ning Xiguang, who was in trouble, was in pain as if he had been run over by a truck, and his eyelids were even more heavy and he couldn't open them, as if he was glued to it, so he slept darkly, and when he woke up the next day, it was already evening.

Therefore, today's palace affairs are all left to Mama Wei again.

Besides, is it really necessary to let her be in charge of palace affairs?

She fished for three days and dried nets for two days, slept for a day, and waited for her to deal with palace affairs, and the people in this palace starved to death if they didn't mess around.

Ning Xiguang got up with a yawn and went to the bathroom to take a bath by himself.

She yawned in the bath and seemed to be able to fall asleep again at any time.

Cui Ying was thrown out by her to prepare two hors d'oeuvres that she had her characteristics, and the room was quiet for a while.

In a daze, Ning Xiguang seemed to hear someone talking outside, and then, there were calm and familiar footsteps entering the bathroom.

She opened her eyes, looked over, and saw Emperor Longyuan in front of her coming over wearing imperial clothes. He was full of cold, his face was tense, and his eyebrows were still uncontrollably tightened, which showed that there was something uncomfortable today.

"What's wrong? Who's messing with you again?" If she didn't say it, as soon as she spoke, Ning Xiguang herself was startled by this hoarse and dry voice, is this her voice?

“…… Nothing. Fu Siyan replied for a long time, and then naturally shortened the honey water on the side and fed her half a cup.

He also rolled up his sleeves and rubbed her back, and Ning Xiguang accepted it without being reserved at all.

This man has moderate strength and strong learning ability, after rubbing her back, he also massaged her temples and a few acupuncture points on her neck and shoulders.

"Get up, the soaking time is not short, and the skin should be wrinkled if you soak it again. ”

"It's even very sour, I can't move, you hug me. ”

Fu Siyan seemed to examine her for a moment, then sighed softly, picked up the bath towel on the screen, wrapped her in a group, and carried her into the inner room.

Now it's getting late, it's almost eight o'clock in the evening, and soon after eating, he has to go to bed again, Ning Xiguang simply doesn't dress up, just puts on a small jacket at home, sits at the table where the meal is set, and asks Fu Siyan, "Have you eaten?"

"Hmm. Today, I left a royal meal in front of me to entertain the two elders. ”

"Then do you still want to eat? I asked Cui Ying to boil some red dates and barley porridge, which can replenish blood and remove moisture. In addition, I also asked the cook to make some siu mai, stir-fry a green vegetable, and there is also a pork rib soup and a cold side dish, all of which are very refreshing, do you want to try it too?"

Her meal was ridiculously simple, even a little shabby. In the past, even the meals of palace maids and eunuchs like Wang Zuofu and Cui Ying were much more abundant than this, but she, the master, ate so simply, it was too stumbling.

But after getting along for a long time, who doesn't know now, although this master eats and uses simple, there are many Taoists in it, most of the things she eats are beneficial to health, and it is right to eat with it, yes, who dares to laugh at Ning Zhaoyi behind his back, and he learns from the trend.

Fu Siyan used it less, but now that he saw this porridge and side dishes with all the color and fragrance, he also had an appetite, and both of them used some each.

After the two finished eating, Ning Xiguang's spirit finally came.

At this time, I didn't want to sleep, so I pulled Fu Siyan to practice calligraphy in the study next to him.

Speaking of which, Ning Xiguang's words are naturally good, every stroke is very charming, and when combined, it is the style of this word.

Her calligraphy is really good, but there is one thing that is not good, that is, the discerning person knows at a glance that she is imitating the words of Emperor Longyuan.

Ning Xiguang: I blame me? When I imitated this font, you Emperor Longyuan were not Emperor Longyuan.

Fu Siyan also saw Ning Xiguang's handwriting for the first time, and saw that the fonts of the two were seven points similar, and his eyes flashed with astonishment.

Seeing this, Ning Xiguang smiled, "We are both quite fated, and we both like this official book." Our two handwriting is so similar, it should be the same predecessor's, right?"

"Definitely. Fu Siyan looked at her with dark eyes, and said word by word, "However, everyone's practice habits are different. Different personalities and experiences, the style and bones of the characters are also different...... The two of us are quite similar. ”

"Ha, haha, I can only say that the two of us have fate. ”

The corners of Fu Siyan's mouth twitched twice, and he turned his head to not look at her stupid appearance.

And Wang Zuofu and Cui Ying, who were waiting outside the door, heard Fu Siyan's words, but they were sweating profusely again.

Wang Zuofu was especially frightening, his legs and feet trembled in horror, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

You must know that His Majesty is a man of few words, and his character is also reflected in the folds - the excerpts reviewed by His Majesty are very simple, no more than 100 words at most.

Most of the people who have seen His Majesty's handwriting are ministers of the DPRK and China, and of course, there are also those who are close to them.

Overall, there are many people who have seen His Majesty's font, but no matter how they live, this kind of manpower should not include the ladies of the back house.

According to His Majesty's intentions, Ning Zhaoyi's font is very similar to his......

If you think about it, it's a lot more boring.

And the only two possibilities he could think of, one of them was naturally that the old Wei Guogong handed over His Majesty's surgery to his granddaughter for practice - this possibility is very small, after all, the relationship between His Majesty and the old Wei Guogong has always been bad, let alone passing him something with handwriting.

The second is that the handwriting that His Majesty practiced earlier, I don't know how, circulated outside the palace, and happened to be picked up by Ning Zhaoyi, and when he saw that the handwriting was beautiful, he also practiced it.

Of course, these were all his thoughts of self-comfort.

And there are still some ...... What if His Majesty's handwriting was not unintentionally transmitted, but was intentionally carried out by some people?

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The babies all said that they wanted to use the red envelope to add more, but I really have time to add more. The time for daily updates is hard squeezed out.,I feel like it's not okay to have a lot of 4000 tasks a day.,No matter how much it is, it's really unbearable.。 ps:And because the author is about to get engaged.,That's right.,Tomorrow the author will be engaged! He came back from 20 days off and always had time to spend with him. PS again: This weekend is the Dragon Boat Festival, there are four days off, and we may go out to play at that time, so, we have to take advantage of these few days to code out the chapters of the Dragon Boat Festival, qaq. I feel so tired that it explodes, so, add more or something, I can only wait for the Dragon Boat Festival to be after Brother Bing returns to the army, and then I will think about it, and then ps, that little baby tell me, where is the red envelope, where is it......