"Water... Water, it's so uncomfortable" The beauty on the bed frowned and moaned in pain.

The pink-clothed maid who was waiting on the side hurriedly poured a glass of water from the ebony table on the side, carefully helped the beauty up, and fed her to drink.

The sweet stream of water moistened her dry throat, pursed her thin lips, her thick eyelashes moved, and Fu Xi slowly opened her eyes.

"Little pity..."Dizzy, faintly seeing the pink figure in front of him shaking, Fu Xi muttered to himself.

The girl who was waiting on the side made a move, but hurriedly knelt down, "Concubine Yin, the slave is Yunyi, and Sister Xiao Lian went to boil medicine for Niangniang." ”

Rue... Clothing?

After regaining consciousness, Yin Fuxi slowly saw the face of the little palace maid in front of her.

A small melon seed face, the appearance is quite delicate, but the complexion is dark yellow, like the result of the sun and wind, a pair of clear apricot eyes are staring at themselves, with a hint of timidity in the depths of the eyes.

It was the little girl who testified for herself that day.

Yin Fuxi's heart couldn't help but soften, the corners of her eyelashes curled slightly, raised a gentle smile, and her thin lips opened slightly

"It turns out that your name is Yunyi, thanks to you that day."

"The slave and maid haven't thanked the mother for the kindness, let Yunyi serve the mother closely, the slave and the maid are really a blessing from the previous life." Yunyi's cheeks were faintly pink, obviously a little shy, but the words were very clear.

"Since you are on my side regardless of your own safety, I will naturally protect you." Yin Fuxi's tone was soft and soft, and he glanced at Yunyi, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said softly, "Get up, you don't need to be so cramped by my side in the future." ”

"Thank you Niangniang" Yunyi slowly stood up, walked forward, lightly helped Yin Fuxi to sit up with her back against the head of the bed, massaged and pinched Yin Fuxi's shaved shoulders, and said softly, "Niangniang, the monarch has just left when you wake up, and the emperor will come to accompany Niangniang in the morning these days?" The emperor is really good to our mother. ”

Seeing Yun Yi mention Chu Yin's name, Yin Fuxi's little face suddenly became cold and frosty, and she straightened her thin lips at the moment and stopped talking.

And Yun Yi, who was waiting on the side, didn't notice the change in Fuxi, and said to herself, "The slave thinks, this harem has three thousand beauties, if you say that the emperor puts it on the tip of your heart, it is only Niangniang, Niangniang..."

"Okay, don't say this anymore" Yin Fuxi's tone was many times worse than Fang Cai.

As if sensing the master's unhappiness, Yunyi also closed her mouth knowingly.

It wasn't until Xiao Lian came in with the medicine Gu that Yin Fuxi's face improved.

Yun Yihou watched the interaction between the two masters and servants on the side, with a faint smile on her lips, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in the depths of her eyes, and she couldn't say whether it was envy or something else.

Although Yin Fuxi didn't want Chu Yin to know that he had woken up, how could this kind of thing be hidden from the king.

Chu Yin would come to Yuxiu Palace almost every day during this time, even if Yin Fuxi didn't pay much attention to him, he was not annoyed at all, most of them sat on the side and watched her quietly, or when he saw that she was afraid of the cold, he forced her cold little hand to wrap it in his big palm and let it keep warm.

Under the careful conditioning of Imperial Physician Wang, Yin Fuxi's body gradually improved, the swelling at the ankles also subsided, and a pair of jade feet were delicate and white, and there was no trace of injury at all.

When Yin Fuxi's body was completely well, it was already in the middle of winter.

The winter days in Shu are particularly long, especially during this period, even if a large amount of charcoal fire is prepared in the inner room, Yin Fuxi will feel cold hands and feet when he sits down slightly, and the blood in his whole body seems to stop. She couldn't wait to put her whole body in the brocade quilt and not get off the bed all day.

She hasn't had a good night's sleep for several nights, and every late night she will always ask the little palace maid who guards the palace to prepare hot water, soak her cold body and fall asleep again, but before dawn, her body in the bed will be half cold.

Obviously, except for some palace maids who served closely, Yin Fuxi had never talked about these things to outsiders, but Chu Yin seemed to know, as long as the weather was too cold that day, he would always come to Yuxiu Palace, and his tough attitude hugged her to sleep.

Although Chu Yin is a king, he is busy with government affairs on weekdays, but he has never slackened his physical exercise, contrary to Yin Fuxi, his body is like a big furnace, wrapping Fuxi in it, so that she can sleep well.

It's cold, and during this period of time in previous years, Xiqi in the north will always pay tribute to Shu, and this year is naturally no exception.

It is worth mentioning that the first warrior in the north actually caught a hundred years of rare white fox during the autumn hunting, together with a few white fox furs treasured in the Xiqi treasury, just made a precious fox fur cloak, this cloak is white all over, noble and atmospheric, and can make the woman a little fairy. Among the tributes offered by Xiqi in the north to Shu, this fox fur cloak is among them.

What woman doesn't love beauty, let alone a harem concubine? Many concubines even dreamed of getting the cloak, and they secretly knocked on the side to ask Su Yue's father-in-law, who had been with the king for a long time, and wanted to find out from his mouth which palace the emperor intended to give the cloak to.

All of a sudden, Su Yue became the object of scrambling among the ladies of the palaces, and for this reason, Su Yue has been holding his head high and looking at people with his nostrils these days!

But what he didn't expect was that on the first day of the historian's inventory of the tributes, Chu Yin waved his pen and gave the fox fur cloak to Concubine Yin of Yuxiu Palace.

The harem concubines immediately turned red-eyed, their handkerchiefs were twisted and twisted, and a mouthful of silver teeth was almost crushed. Concubine Ji, who was grounded in the palace, didn't know how many objects she had smashed.

Yin Fuxi was once again pushed to the forefront by Chu Yin.

The moon is snowing, the wind is cold, and even if Fuxi's whole body is wrapped in the fox fur this winter, her little face is still pale from the cold.

Fortunately, the beginning of the year will be in January, and spring is not far away.

According to the traditional customs of Shu, on the eve of the new year every year, the monarch will go to the imperial temple of Shu - Xiuming Temple to pray for blessings and pray for good weather in Shu in the coming year, and the country and the people will be safe.

According to the practice of previous years, Chu Yin would take Concubine Ning and Concubine Ji to go, but this year, because Concubine Ning was pregnant, it was inconvenient to move. And Concubine Ji has not yet lifted the ban, and when the list of concubines came down, there was only Concubine Yin.

The emperor's move was undoubtedly like dropping a heavy bomb on the deep sea, stirring up a surging wave. It caused a lot of discussions in the harem, and the ministers of the court continued to admonish.

But the king was not impressed.

Even when a minister bluntly said that he was bewitching and bewitching the lord after the abolition, he was severely punished by the emperor on the spot and deducted a year's salary. Seeing that the king's attitude was so resolute, and thinking that it would only be less than half a month to pray for blessings, the ministers trembled and stopped.

As a result, this court turmoil was forcibly suppressed under the emperor's seemingly single-minded behavior.

When Yin Fuxi reclined on the soft couch and listened to Yunyi depict this incident as a legendary story of the emperor's angry hair and red face, he only raised his eyes and smiled faintly at the little girl in front of him.

Yun Yi came to serve her later, so naturally she didn't know about the entanglement between her and Chu Yin.

Yin Fuxi knew in her heart that Chu Yin's behavior seemed to be pampering, but in fact, he was forcing himself to a dead end.

Now that she has taken the position of favorite concubine, she is bound to be regarded as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh by the women of the entire harem. If one day he loses his favor again, it is not as simple as before when no one cares. The women of those harems will only try their best to kill themselves.

And without her family background, the only person she can rely on is Chu Yin, and only by firmly grasping his favor can she go further.

So no matter how little trouble he made these days, ignoring him, he never got angry with himself, but just let the people in the entire harem and even the court see his love for Concubine Yin.

Yin Fuxi sat on the carriage to Xiuming Temple, although the mountain road was bumpy. But because of the thick brocade quilt flannel cloth in the carriage, it was not bumpy at all, and even walked on the ground.

Chu Yin knew that Yin Fuxi was afraid of the cold, so the four walls of the carriage she was riding in were thickened and impermeable, so that the cold outside was not easy to invade.

But Yin Fuxi felt a little depressed.

Lifting the curtain, a cold air rushed towards her face, making her shiver, but the knot in her chest dissipated a lot.

Yin Fuxi looked at the flying snow fluttering like catkins outside, the jade branches and jade leaves all over the mountain, pinned the messy hair behind her ears, and showed a self-deprecating smile.

"Chu Yin, how can I make you go to great lengths to tie me to your side."

There were already nearly four petals dyed red on the collarbone, but Yin Fuxi didn't think that Chu Yin knew what love was.

His so-called love is just satisfying the use and imprisonment of his powerful heart.

After only three days of walking, I arrived at Xiuming Temple.

In the end, it is the imperial temple building that cost a lot of money to build, the appearance is very majestic and magnificent, the golden stone carving of Shakyamuni Buddha is lifelike, the apricot yellow wall, the blue rubble, it looks simple and mellow. Backed by lofty mountains, the temple is surrounded by greenery, flowers and plants, and the buildings loom under the thin clouds, which is quite fairyland.

Ascending the stone steps, you can hear the melodious bells not far away, and there are bursts of Sanskrit sounds, which makes people feel relaxed.

Yin Fuxi clearly remembers the last time she came to Xiuming Temple to pray for blessings, it was three years ago. At that time, Chu Yin had just ascended the throne, and she was his emperor.

In line with the reverence for the Buddha, this stone staircase cannot be used in a sedan chair. She complained to him that the steps were too long and that it was too hard to climb, but she didn't feel tired when he was around. But Chu Yin glanced at her coldly and walked in front without saying a word, while she could only pout and follow him honestly.

At that time, all she asked for was his heart.

And now, she and Chu Yin are standing side by side, and their slender hands are firmly wrapped in Chu Yin's palm. She couldn't help frowning, and moved her fingers only to find that she couldn't break free.

He took her hand and led her up the steps step by step, she was more like an emperor than three years ago, but she wasn't after all, after all, she knew it.

In the previous life, Ning Xinyao was not pregnant, and the position of emperor and queen was hers, so in this world, she is the undoubted emperor and queen! And she is just the daughter of a criminal minister.

So, who is Chu Yin's gesture for?