Originally, Murong Yichuan just casually said the word plump, but unexpectedly, it made Wanruo have a lot of heart, but it was too late to realize this, so he secretly complained in his heart that he owed too much. In order not to think nonsense, Murong Yichuan could only desperately defend himself.

Murong Yichuan explained very thoughtfully, as if he still felt uncomfortable in his heart, this world is different from the past, now the man who embraces himself is already the Taizheng Emperor who is in charge of life and death, since ancient times, the queen's harem is three thousand beauties, in the past, he was unwilling to worry about the troubles with his wife and concubines in order to fight for power, and now the overall situation has been decided, he has enough energy to stroll through the flowers, chase bees and butterflies, but although he is only in his early twenties, he has already given birth three times, how to compare with the warbler Yanyan in the harem, thinking of this, he can't help but feel melancholy.

Jia Ruo was silent for a long time, and Murong Yichuan knew that she was still busy changing the topic because she had just said that she had a plump waist, "Ruoruo, you and I haven't played chess for a long time, the night is long, and it's still early to sleep, let's not play chess to pass the night." ”

It was as if he turned his head to look at the half-lit candle and said lightly I am not interested in playing chess, you have to play it yourself, I am going back to Sun Moon Xuan.

Murong Yichuan hugged him to death, "I don't allow you to go, you can do it without playing chess, talk to me." ”

The man also relieved a lot of his feelings of being diligent and likely, "Don't you have to deal with business, look at this piece is piled up, when will you be able to read it?" As if his eyes were resting on the stacked pieces of music on the bookcase in front of him, he frowned uncontrollably.

Murong Yichuan rubbed her long hair and said softly, "My beloved wife is on the side, how can I be in the mood to handle business for my husband."

"What does the husband mean is like a charm in the king's heart?" It was as if shrugging his shoulders and saying coquettishly.

Murong Yichuan lowered his head and kissed Wanruo's lips lightly, put his hand on her soft chest and smiled, I still like the appearance of my beloved wife, and I want people to pity me and I can't put it down.

It was like a slight blush, with a low brow and a smile.

"Ruoruo, the New Year is approaching, I plan to take you and the children to the Xicheng Palace for the New Year, the two places are low, much warmer than here, and I will leave after I finish dealing with some important things, and it will be three or two days later." After Murong Yichuan took a sip of purple bamboo shoot tea, he solemnly told Wanruo the decision he had just made. Xicheng Xinggong accompanied Murong Yichuan to live there for a few days when he was like a red jade, and it was a quiet place far away from the prosperity of the capital. For going to the palace for the New Year, it seems to be very agreeable, "This is very good, we live there for a few more days, live a quiet thought, in the past it was difficult to want to be quiet, but now you and I have different identities, and it is inevitable to deal with the people who enter the palace to ask for peace, I want to be able to avoid a day is a day." "As if she just wants to live a quiet life for a few days, she can't stand the disturbances of coming and going, and she is tired of dealing with the harem concubines and court-level women and royal women who ask for peace every day. However, as long as she is the hostess of Zhaoyang Palace, she will have too much involuntary and helpless one day.

Murong Yichuan saw that his eyebrows moved slightly, and his heart was happy, and he rejoiced with her, "According to the ancestral system, it took fifteen years before the court asked about politics, then we will come back on the fourteenth day of the first month, and I will live a quiet life with you in the palace." ”

He smiled as if raising his eyebrows, "It's so deep, will you take Tianjue and Zephyr with you?" ”

Now Shangguan Tianjue and Xifeng Lie are in control of the Imperial Forest Army and the Ouchi Guards, and they carry the safety of the emperor and the concubine on their shoulders, and the emperor and queen naturally have to accompany them, as if they also understand, but thinking that Shangguan Tianjue still can't get out of the pain of losing Ping'er, he can't help but worry a little about him.

Murong Yichuan said, I want Xifeng Lie to stay and guard the palace, and let Tianjue go with us, maybe he will be in a better mood if he changes places.

For Murong Yichuan's arrangement, he seems to be very in favor, "The elements are good at accompanying Tianjue, I think the female official next to you will be replaced by Chunhong for the time being, she has served me for many years, and you often go, even with you to serve you, it can be regarded as handy, in the coming year, let Su Su train a few, select the most suitable female officer to be your personal officer, and fulfill the family affair between Su Su and Tianjue earlier." ”

Murong Yichuan let out a long sigh, "I have no choice but to do this." It's just that no one can compare with Ping'er, although Su Su has been trained by her, she is still not smart enough. Speaking of Ping'er, Murong Yichuan couldn't hide his sadness, as if it was the same, "Ping'er was trained by you, so it naturally suits your mind, otherwise you will train a female official like you trained Ping'er back then." ”

Murong Yichuan shook his head and muttered, there is no need.

"Why is that bronze mirror missing?" It was as if only then did he realize that the one-person-high bronze mirror opposite the bookcase was missing.

Murong Yichuan wrote lightly, I don't like it, so I ordered someone to get it out, but it's not good to be empty there, I plan to put a screen on it, and write "Ten Thoughts of Emperor Taizong" on it, to warn myself and future generations.

It's like not losing measure, if you think it's appropriate, I don't understand the way of king.

It always seemed that he wanted to ask about Murong Yichuan and Ping'er, but he didn't ask after all, but the knot in his heart was not comfortable.

"Ruoruo, I still have to discuss something with you, now that the Ximen family has assessed, I should also give Xuanxuan the title of queen, I plan to give her the word Xiao Chunmin as a nickname, what do you think?" At this time, it was obviously inappropriate to mention Ximen Ruoxuan, Wanruo's eyebrows jumped slightly, and her face was suddenly a little embarrassed, she got up and walked a few steps in the room, turned to look at Murong Yichuan and said lightly that the names of the queens of the Taizheng dynasties are all two words, but the emperor wants to give the first queen Ruoxuan a nickname, which shows the king's heart for the first queen. At this time, Wanruo's heart was like overturning the vinegar jar, and it was very uncomfortable. Chun Min is pure and intelligent, and all the beautiful words to describe a woman are used by her, although she knows that it is meaningless to be jealous with a dead person, but she still can't let go of the wedding night The man fell on her body and shouted Ximen Ruoxuan's name, and he couldn't forget that he rarely remembered himself in the half a year of the newlywed Yan'er, only when he was drunk, he went to where he was and hugged his body and shouted her name, this sense of humiliation seemed to be impossible to relieve, even if Murong Yichuan loved her like life now.

Looking at his face that seemed to have condensed into frost, Murong Yichuan just sighed helplessly, "It's not worth it for you to be jealous with a dead man." I just feel a little bit indebted to my family who killed him, after all, before she died, I promised her to treat her family well, and I have slowly relieved myself for so many years, when Ping'er died in my arms, I wanted me to regain the long-lost pain again, although I knew that I didn't deliberately give sweet Liu Houliu to the Ximen family, but they didn't know the current affairs and wanted to go against me, but they were Xuanxuan's family after all. ”

The more Murong Yichuan expressed his feelings for Ximen Ruoxuan, the more uncomfortable he felt in his heart, "Although it is not worth it to be jealous of the dead, if my husband always thinks about how I can be safe." You can make up for your guilt that has nothing to do with me. As if taking a few steps back, Yun said lightly.

Seeing that she cared so much about Murong Yichuan, although she couldn't understand why she was so cautious, she still took the initiative to lower her posture for the sake of Bo Hongyan's joy, "Okay, if you are dissatisfied with me, and don't mention it later, the matter of giving her a nickname will be put on hold for the time being." Murong Yichuan walked a few steps to Wanruo, holding her shoulder in front of him and asked in a whisper.

"If you don't give Sister Ruoxuan the title she deserves, outsiders will inevitably think I'm ignorant, so you can be jealous of my little girl, and you have to give it to her, after all, she is your original match." It's like bowing your head and whispering. It seems to know that there will be one person between himself and Murong Yichuan in this life, no matter how the stars change, the shadow of that person will linger, and he doesn't even know that she Ximen Ruoxuan is alone, thinking about these seems to feel that his heart has been pressed by a lot of small stones, fragmented but heavy.

In the end, Murong Yichuan still decided to posthumously seal his original partner Ximen Ruoxuan as Queen Xiaochun, and his mausoleum was not moved, even if the only one who could be buried with him a hundred years later was Wanwan, who seemed to be a little relieved, what she was most afraid of was that Murong Yichuan moved the tomb for Ximen Ruoxuan, and the three of them were buried in the same tomb in his year, so their oath of being born in the same bed and dying in the same cave would not become an empty talk.

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Su Su handed over his letter to the king of Loulan to Sha Boliu according to Murong Yichuan's intentions, and ordered Sha Boliu to return to Loulan with the letter after the year, and at the same time, Murong Yichuan also handed over 100,000 taels of silver tickets to Sha Boliu on his behalf, which was regarded as his meritorious achievement when he went on this expedition.

Su Su returned to the Anguo Mansion to see Shangguan Tianjue first, and then heard that the old man was playing chess with Lord Shabelio in Qiushuangzhai, so Su Su went straight to Qiushuangzhai.

At this time, Shangguan Tianjue and Sha Boliu were sitting by the fire playing chess, and the two of them were obviously much thinner than before, and Sha Boliu, who used to want to talk and laugh, also became less talkative, but Shangguan Tianjue, who was already silent and introverted, did not need to say anything, the two were just competing with each other on the chessboard, no one spoke, and the room was very quiet, and Su Su's knock on the door broke the quiet.