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It's getting colder, with snow and a hint of sunshine.

The long streets and short alleys of Beiping City are very lively. The government posted a notice early to arrange the order and defense of the people's ceremony, and the Praetorian Guard guarded the city impenetrable before dawn. Three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, the handsome sons and daughters are all armed and armored, and their faces are solemn. The people in the city came to take up the position of watching the ceremony last night, and they were reluctant to leave, even people from dozens of miles away from Beijing also made a special trip to come, just to see this huge royal feast.

The roots of the imperial city are good, but they are just squeezed out of the water.

On the crowded street, Ah Ji pressed down his cloak and retreated silently.

Lively, bustling, joyful...... These are just bystanders.

She was like an incompatible intruder, her body and heart were cold in the midst of everyone's heated discussions. Today is a good day for Zhao Tuo and Xia Chu, but Zhao Mianze is in prison...... How lonely will he be in prison?

Perhaps it was physical contact with him, and she felt like she could almost feel his pain. A heart, a hissing pain.

It was a long road, and Ah Kee didn't walk it.

But this kind of atmosphere is familiar to her.

The palace is red, the road is cold, and she has stayed for several springs and autumns. After being on the run for several years, today she finally returned to such a place, moving towards her and Zhao Mianze's final belonging.

Of course, the heavily guarded Ouchi court was not something she could enter at will. If she wants to secretly go to see Zhao Mianze, it is basically impossible. But she has a special identity and can go to see him openly.

She found the Praetorian Guards on duty and said only a few words.

"I'm Hung Ah Kee. Escaped for a few years and was tired. ā€

The long anklet seems to have not touched a human body for a long time, and the chain is rusty, dragging on the ground of the bluestone slab, making a "clanging" sound. The chains were heavy, and she walked a little slowly, but her steps were resolute.

She could have gone away, took the large sum of money he gave, bought a house, and lived a comfortable life. But for her, what difference does it make if there is no place for him, whether it is a prosperous and peaceful home or a cold and damp prison cell? She just wants to be with him, become a prisoner together, and be a guillotine together in the future.

Is it worth it for a man who doesn't love himself?

She didn't think about the answer, just because he was Zhao Mianze.

The Hong family was also considered a high-ranking lord before the Wei Guogong case, and his father and uncle were all officials in the imperial court. But Hong Aji's life when he was a child was not so optimistic.

Her father, in addition to his wife, also has concubines, in addition to concubines, there are also tongfang, in addition to tongfang, there are also maidservants, in addition to maids, there are also singers...... His powerful ability to reproduce has added many brothers and sisters to Ah Ji, and in that magnificent deep house, chickens and dogs are dancing and competing for favors and beauty every day. At that time, she thought that all the men in the world were like this, until she saw Zhao Mianze, and his single-mindedness towards Xia Wenqiu at that time aroused her yearning for it. Later, he realized that he was lost, and his deep love for Xia Chu also made her firm in her admiration.

Whether he needs her or not, she just wants to be nice to him.

If he wins, she will see him reign over the world. When he was defeated, she accompanied him to the end of the world. When he was born, she saddled him before and after the horse. When he died, she went to Yellow Springs with him.

The four seasons in the imperial city's "Mojia No. 9" medical house are not obvious.

The cold outside never seems to be able to penetrate this place.

At the beginning of the summer, he wore a heavy and complicated red wedding robe, with a golden phoenix and jade string of peonies on his head, and a silk cloth and a veil on his shoulders...... But she was dressed like this for no reason, and her mind was full of questions - why did she become so virtuous on her birthday?

The room was full of beautiful women, whispering and judging her, but no one answered her serious question. They only said that His Majesty has a will, and the mother should dress ceremoniously for her birthday.

Do you have to be like this?

At the beginning of the summer, the seventh was silent.

Today, these women who have not seen each other for a long time have entered the palace. Ziyue, Jinghua, Li Miao, Wuren, Meizi...... There is no one missing, all these years of husband and children, they are locked in the deep house all day long, and they usually visit the door occasionally, but it is difficult to get together to joke like today. Xia Chuqi sighed about the years, and he didn't resist, they were happy, and they tossed her as much as they wanted.

"But you can't dress me up like a vixen in heat?"

A face painted white as if the face was drunk, and her mouth seemed to drink blood, she looked in the mirror for a long time, and finally got angry, "I said ladies and gentlemen, isn't this the face of the singing on the stage?" ā€

Nowadays, the bride's face makeup is extremely exaggerated.

At the beginning of the summer, the seven seemed to see ghosts, but the rest of the people were not surprised.

Zhao Ziyue couldn't stop laughing, "Sister-in-law, how beautiful is this?" It's like that Dong Shi Xiao Feng, painted white and flawless, covering every little freckle on your nose......"

Xia Chuqi almost had internal injuries.

She disagrees with the aesthetics of today's people.

For Zhao Ziyue's impromptu idiom, she was even more sad.

"Nana......" she moaned, turning her head and whispering, "Please! ā€

Zhao Runa chuckled, "Niangniang, the courtiers know." ā€

Xia Chuqi said "heh", shook his head helplessly and laughed, "You can teach Brother Da Niu to be the champion, and you must also have the ability to teach Ziyue not to use idioms indiscriminately." I believe in you, and I will do it. ā€

Zhao Runa smiled silently.

"You rabble, and you look down on me. Hmph, I'm not okay with you. Zhao Ziyue stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes, still heartless, still using words indiscriminately, like a little girl, a childish little face seemed to never be stained with traces of time. This made Xia Chuqi have to sigh that it is not easy for the ghost brother, and he also has to sigh that the royal family of Dayan can raise such a princess, and it is really a ghost.

A few people joked a few words, but Xia Chuqi saw that Wu Renzheng and Li Miao had been whispering something. Wuren covered his mouth and smiled, but Li Miao glanced at her, secretly pinched Wuren's hand, and whispered "shhhhhh ā€

Wuren nodded with a smile and whispered, "I know." ā€

Xia Chuqi was bored and "belched" at the two of them: "Two aunts, don't you hear that 'women have long tongues, only powerful steps'?" Fast! Honestly, what bad things do you say about me? ā€

"Where?" Li Miao came over with a smile and looked her gorgeous clothes up and down, "I am talking to Wuren that today's Niangniang is heroic, and it is true that it is like that Dong Shi is like a ......."

"Hey, hey, hey......" Before Xia Chuqi could say anything, Zhao Ziyue was not convinced, she glanced at Li Miao, and said in a loud voice: "Crown Princess, why do you want to follow the example of Dong Shi and learn to speak with me!" It's not good to praise me like that. ā€

"Poof!" Xia Chuqi smiled, "Ziyue finally used the right idiom this time." ā€

"!" Li Miao pursed her lips and said seriously: "Princess Ziyue's sad ability, how can I learn it from stupid people like me?" Don't say that Dong Shi is coming, even if Nan Shi and North Shi come, they can only cause jokes in vain. ā€

Zhao Ziyue's big eyes were stunned, "I only know Dongshi and Xishi, it turns out that there are Nanshi and Beishi?" It's amazing, isn't their family even more lively than us when they are together? ā€

Li Miao's smile froze on his face, and it looked like he was suffering from internal injuries.

Xia Chuqi was also told by Zhao Ziyue that she almost wanted to fall into a coma, but Zhao Runa sighed lightly and took over, "The crown princess said that she laughed, the imperial aunt still has many advantages." ā€

Zhao Ziyue smiled with a small face, "Yes, my colt said that I have a lot of advantages." ā€

Zhao Runa smiled and nodded, "The biggest advantage is to cause trouble." ā€

Zhao Ziyue glanced at her, embarrassed, "Hey, didn't you just put a cauliflower snake in your sister-in-law's pickled radish kiln?" What's the matter, she sued you? ā€

Zhao Runa said: "If there is no complaint, there will be a complaint." ā€

Zhao Ziyue snorted in her mouth, rubbed her nose, and was quite complacent, "I'm not here to be angry for you?" Who let her be okay and talk nonsense about you with those three aunts and six women in the alleys of the deep house? This palace has always been chivalrous, and she likes to see unevenness the most, draw a knife and release the snake, this time, it is cheap for her......"

Zhao Runa sighed, "But that jar of pickled radishes is for me." ā€

Zhao Ziyue looked at her for a moment, "Why do you want to eat pickled radish?" ā€

Zhao Runa smiled lightly, "Why can't I eat pickled radish?" ā€

Zhao Ziyue thought about it, suddenly realized "oh", aimed at her belly, and smiled mysteriously, "Jinghua, are you pregnant with a baby?" …… If not, why eat that tooth-soured pickled radish? ā€

Zhao Runa smiled and glanced at Xia Chuqi.

"Who said that Emperor Ziyue is stupid and sweet?"

The word silly Bai Tian was said by Xia Chuqi, but at this moment she looked serious, stroked the golden crown on her head, brushed the robe on her body, she glanced left and right, and said: "Who said that Ziyue is stupid Bai Tian in the future, this palace will not spare her." ā€

Several people were amused by her, Wu Ren squinted his eyes lightly, and chuckled: "That's natural, if the princess is stupid, where are the three children of the Yan family?" ā€

As soon as she mentioned this, Zhao Ziyue blushed, stuck out her tongue, and muttered to her: "Wuren is the least kind, and when he sees lust and retaliation, he knows how to poke my backbone......"

Wuren laughed and continued to tease her: "It's okay for you and my wife to talk about the things in the room, what does it have to do with the backbone?" ā€

Zhao Ziyue's face was as red as a prawn, and she was anxious, "Why is it irrelevant?" Doesn't everything in the room have to be shoulder-to-shoulder? ā€

"Haha!"

A group of deep house women all smiled without an image.

At the beginning of the summer, the body sitting upright was also tilted, and he couldn't close his mouth with joy.

can look at her a few bickering, but she faintly feels that something is wrong in her heart.

They clearly have something to hide from her, but they deliberately talk about it and divert the topic, what is it for? She pondered for a long time and couldn't come to a conclusion, and the auspicious time came.

"Your Majesty confessed, if you want to surprise Niangniang, Niangniang will be wronged first."

A smiling grandmother came over and covered her head with a big red silk handkerchief, which immediately covered Xia Chuqi's sight.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ What the hell is this Zhao Shijiu doing? Do you want to cover your head for your birthday? ā€

Outside the medical hall, a big red sedan car has already been parked.

Eight brocade-clothed men stood beside the sedan chair, wearing red silk.

Forty-eight attendants stood on the side of the road, holding yellow covers, red umbrellas, pheasant fans, Zhu Tuan, fans, and feather banners.

Seventy-two boys and girls dressed in costumes, holding flower baskets and scattering flower petals.

One thousand and ninety-nine Praetorian Guards were dressed in red silk beside the post road, stretching all the way to the Chengtian Gate, and the vermilion carpet laid out from the entrance of the medical hall was like a fiery red sun, paving the way of the joyful chariot. Flowers, red carpets, joy, and gun salutes...... This queen's birthday, the emperor's wedding, caused an uproar in the world, and Beiping City was even more like a pot of boiling water and oil, with thousands of empty alleys.

Except for Xia Chuqi herself, everyone knows that today is her wedding.

Of course, Xia Chuqi is not a stupid person, and he has some guesses in his heart, but he is inconclusive, so he can only mutter in his joy. Jin Yilang walked very fast, but Xi Yuan carried it very smoothly...... She was in the sedan chair, and she didn't have half a bump, and she didn't know how long she had walked or where she had gone...... I felt that the atmosphere around me was very strange, as if there were countless people watching, but no one dared to talk about it, and there was nothing else in the ears except salute and joy.

"Baoyin......?" She whispered.

"......?" She called again.

"......?" She called again.

"Mother's birthday, where are the little fart children?"

No one answered her, and it was as if she had entered a world without people.

After waiting for a long time, the sedan body stopped, she breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to reach out to remove the silk cloth on her head, but she heard Zheng Erbao's sharp voice, coming from outside the sedan chair.

"Fengtian carries the emperor, and the edict says: I only bow to the order of the heavens, settle the country, and follow the way of Qiankun...... On the seventh day of the first month of the Xia family, the second daughter of Xia Tinggan, the Duke of Wei, she has the appearance of being gentle and elegant, and has the virtue of being gentle and respectful. Now I am in the unification, it is advisable to be in the right position first, and now the special envoy holds the festival to serve the golden book Jinbao Lier as the queen, and enshrines it in the temple, the mother of the world, and the middle palace ......"

As the last note of Zheng Erbao's "Announce the world, Xian makes it known" fell, Xia Chuqi finally understood. This holy decree was something she had never heard of with her own ears, and she had never personally participated in her post-canonization ceremony, and now Zhao Nineteen took advantage of her birthday to make up a ceremony for her.

When he was suffering, he once said that he would take the country as a grace and give her the most solemn and noble wedding gift in the world, but it was repeatedly delayed due to various changes. Thinking about it before, although she had regrets, she didn't care. After all, it is best to live. Who knew that he would do such a thing without her?

Mixed with sourness, she petrified in the sedan chair.

Outside the joy, all the people congratulated the emperor and queen on her wedding and the queen's birthday, sentence after sentence Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose, Long Live, which shocked her whole body a little weirdly numb, like suddenly falling into the clouds, like a dream.

Here the door opened, and a strong hand reached under her red hijab. Xia Chuqi recognized that it was her familiar hand. She gently put it on it, and the touch and warmth of her hand ironed her heart in time. Her hand tightened, and he grabbed her.

At this moment, the hands were clasped, as if eternal.

She stepped out of the sedan door, her lowered gaze inadvertently landing on the feet of a sedan chair driver beside her. It wasn't your average brocade boot.

Jin Yilang's soap boots, although they are also gorgeous, are far inferior to these boots.

And the boots have a gold silk pattern, the texture is exquisite, and it has a Mobei style.

She was so excited that she paused, thinking of a gambling contract from a few years ago.

"If this king wins, the governor will carry a sedan chair for this king."

That time she "married" Zhao Mianze, Dongfang Qingxuan once carried a wedding sedan chair for her, successfully carried her into the Jin Palace, and married Zhao Zhu. This time, is it him again? After not seeing her for many years, she knew some things about Dongfang Qingxuan, and she also knew that he came to Beiping from Wuliang Khan, but she was not sure about it through a red hijab.

Sensing her stiffness, Zhao Bottle smiled softly and said, "The Great Khan will do what he says, and he is really gentlemanly, and I am very relieved." ā€

The fruit is Dongfang Qingxuan? Xia Chuqi's shoulders moved slightly, and just as he wanted to turn around to take a look, his body was choked by Zhao Zhu's palm, and he couldn't move for half a minute.

This man ...... She was a little amused in her heart.

Dongfang Qingxuan's voice came at the right time, "If you promise to be a king, you will keep it for a lifetime, Ben Khan has always been like this, His Majesty Emperor Nanyan doesn't have to care too much." ā€

Qingyue's soft voice is as always, and there is no one in sight, just listening to his voice, you can know that this person must be a famous son with a jade robe fluttering. Xia Chuqi's clenched heart fell. As a doctor, you can know your illness by observing words and looks. From Dongfang Qingxuan's voice, she could hear that he was full of qi and his body was very good. It seems that after all these years of recuperation, his residual poison has been cleared, and he has no worries about his life. In this way, she was relieved.

Her light steps kept up with Zhao Zhu.

Under Xipa, she looked at the ground, led by Zhao Bottle, and walked up to the tower of Chengtianmen step by step.

It is very high and overlooks Chang'an Avenue.

At this time, it was the wax moon, the weather was getting colder, and she was also a little cold. Zhao Zhu half-hugged her, and her tall body was blocked by the wind, and her body warmed up a lot in an instant. A small action made everyone on the field sigh in their hearts.

This emperor is so fond of the queen.

The consul was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and said a long list of auspicious words of "happy country and happy people" according to the rules, and when the music ceremony sounded, a happy scale fell into Zhao Zhu's hand. He reached over and picked off the red hijab on the seventh day of the beginning of summer.

At the beginning of the summer, he was stunned and a little surprised.

Shouldn't the hijab be removed in the cave room? Zhao Shijiu is becoming more and more unusual, and even picked her hijab on the city tower where everyone was watching under the bright sun.

"Your Majesty......?"

Her stunned little face was vivid and pretty, full of questions.

Zhao Jun stared at her, and a soft light crossed the bottom of his deep eyes.

"Ah Qi, today on the tower of Chengtianmen City, before the hundred officials and the people, I will marry you, promise you, and promise to the people of the world, from today on, I Zhao Zhu will protect you for a lifetime, pity you for a lifetime, love you for a lifetime, no matter good times or bad, whether rich or poor, whether healthy or sick, whether young or old, I will be with you through thick and thin, share weal and woe, and never give up until the last moment of life......"

This oath that is out of step with the times is what she said in Huiguang Huizhao Building.

After many years, she didn't expect Zhao Shijiu to remember.

Her face was red and her eyes were delicate, she was a little embarrassed in the limelight, feeling that her old face was ashamed, and her eyes were instantly covered with water.

"Zhao Nineteen, I'm willing."

Zhao Zun chuckled, "I didn't ask you if you wanted to." ā€

Summer Seven: "......"

If you are so troubled by the scenery, Zhao Shijiu is really honest.

"Okay, then this palace will fulfill you. Zhao Nineteen, thank you? ā€

She said this very quietly, and only he could hear it.

Oh no, and the Xi Po who was standing on the side and changed her face when she boarded, a burst of red and a burst of blue. She said in her heart: Niangniang is so fierce, she knows so much, will her life be in danger?

Sure enough, the emperor nodded and responded in a low voice.

"Thank you, Niangniang!"

"Excuse me!"

This upside-down yin and yang and morality frightened Xi Po and wanted to poke her eyes blind.

But Xia Chuqi didn't know her embarrassment and nervousness, so he only leaned lightly on Zhao Zhu's side, straightened his posture, stood tall in the city tower, facing the cold wind, overlooking his rivers and mountains, listening to his subjects kneeling on the ground, and congratulating in unison.

On this day, the flowing water banquet of Xinjing is full of Chang'an Street, and the people in Beijing can eat and congratulate together, without spending money, which is not only a great joy for ordinary people, but also a gift from heaven. For a time, everyone called a lawsuit, and the prominence of the Wei Mansion was also extremely prominent. Xia Tinggan only had one daughter, and his nephew Xia Chang became the only descendant and the pillar of the entire Xia family.

Xia Chuqi saw the high-spirited eldest brother in the crowd, probably looking far away, and she couldn't help but think of many, many past events...... even thought of the deceased Gu Gillian.

If she hadn't thought about it carefully, she would have treated her with Xia Chang and Xia Chang's love for her, why couldn't she get the wealth and glory she hoped for?

People say that "one misstep becomes a thousand hatreds", and sure enough, it is true.

Passing over Xia Chang, she saw Jia Yi.

This should have been called Xia Yi...... Or a royal man with the surname Zhao. From the beginning to the present, she has always been close to him, and she has always been far away. She never understood him, and she never understood him.

It's just that at this moment, across the crowd, his eyes are on her.

She wondered: What if he would recognize his identity? Maybe there are too many variables in a person's life, and he seems to be enjoying the status of the governor of Jinyi Wei at present, and always doesn't listen to her advice.

But he thought: She will be happy after all, so it will be good.

In the crowd, she saw many people. Yuan You, Chen Daniu, and Yan Ergui in front of the hundred officials, and Lao Meng, Xiao Er, and Xiao Liu in the soldiers...... Hasar among the guests, as well as Zhao Ziyue, Zhao Runa, and Wuren Xiaoxiao in the internal and external women's group, and Ye'er, Zhao Kai, and Zhao Gou among the children of the royal family...... There was also the fool who was mixed with joy and sorrow, and slowly, she showed a big smile.

She smiled at them, people she knew well.

But her smile froze at the moment when she saw Dongfang Qingxuan and Baoyin.

Five years have passed, and Amu Gulang is still in the posture of the country, and he is innumerably suave, so that men and women will inevitably move their minds when they see it...... Especially her young and ignorant daughter.

"Amu Guro ......"

A small body squeezed into Dongfang Qingxuan's side.

Far away, Xia Chuqi actually couldn't hear the voice of Baoyin.

But her lips were full of fire, and she knew that her precious daughter was enchanted again, and her scalp hurt.

Dongfang Qingxuan turned sideways, Baoyin pulled his sleeve, the two of them were talking about something, Baoyin had a smile on his face, but Dongfang Qingxuan had a solemn face. Xia Chuqi's angle was not clear, he squinted slightly, and just wanted to frown, he heard Zhao Zhu's voice, "Ah Qi, my daughter is older, let her go." ā€

Xia Chuqi turned his face sharply and stared at Zhao Zhu, "How can that be, Baoyin is still so young." ā€

Zhao Jun raised his eyebrows, "It's not small, you can find your mother-in-law." ā€

Xia Chuqi said in a low voice, "No, at least eighteen years old, I will allow her to marry." ā€

Zhao Yu's face sank slightly, and her fingers seemed to pick at the beads of her phoenix crown at random, and with a gentle flick, her voice was cold with the dinging sound, "Doesn't my queen even want to eat her daughter's vinegar?" Can't see the woman next to him happy? ā€

Saying this, Xia Chuqi didn't know whether to laugh or be angry.

"Zhao Nineteen, your brain is wide. In our day, a girl had to be twenty years old before she was allowed to marry. I don't care who Dongfang Qingxuan wants to marry, I just think that our Baoyin is still young, where does a girl of this age know what kind of love and love? Her love for Dongfang Qingxuan is only due to long-term self-hypnosis and psychological suggestion, which is her own imaginary emotion, and she has never gotten along with him at all. ā€

Zhao Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, "So I said that I would let her go, but I didn't say that I would marry him." ā€

Seven choked at the beginning of summer.

Zhao Tuo smiled again, "Today is Ah Qi's birthday, and it is the wedding of you and me, you don't have to think about other things." Just follow me. ā€

Xia Chuqi understood, this product is really delicious.

Is it because of Dongfang Qingxuan's momentary hesitation when she lifted the sedan chair?

With a grin, she smiled halfway, thinking about this special occasion, and made a serious face.

It stands to reason that an emperor can be jealous of himself, and he only has himself as a woman in his eyes, Xia Chuqi should put his hands together, learn to be like a monk, and sigh three times, "Thank God for his love", but I don't know why, seeing Zhao Zhu's serious appearance, that vinegar heart that is about to move, she wants to laugh.

With a dry cough, she turned sideways slightly and said in a low voice: "Master, for your own sake, do you not hesitate to sacrifice your daughter's happiness?" ā€

This time, Zhao Zhu choked.

If he doesn't, it's not. As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves. Dongfang Qingxuan has been thinking about his woman for more than ten years, and he still has not set up a concubine to stay with a woman on the grounds of recuperation, for him, this threat will always exist, just like there is a piece of delicious meat in front of him, which originally belonged to him, and he eats it every day, but there is always a pair of hungry eyes staring at his flesh next to him, which makes him vigilant and uneasy all the time.

If Dongfang Qingxuan really marries Baoyin, he will be his father-in-law, not only will he have no worries about the state affairs of Wuliang Khan, but he will also have a prosperous family. At least, there will be no more wars in their lifetimes. Of course, the most important thing in this consideration is that it also fulfills her daughter's mind.

Baoyin's temperament is very strong, and the nine cows can't pull it back.

Zhao Zhu secretly said to her a few times, but she was indifferent, and he gave up.

Even if you can't avoid it, why not turn your worries into joy?

As for Xia Chuqi's Baoyin's age, and even the age gap between her and Dongfang Qingxuan, Zhao Zhu didn't consider it at all.

Throughout the ages, teenage princesses and relatives have been married to fifty or sixty-year-old men abound, not to mention that Dongfang Qingxuan is so prosperous? For men these days, this is not a problem at all. What's more, if Baoyin marries Dongfang Qingxuan, according to Zhao Zhu's understanding of Dongfang Qingxuan, his daughter will definitely not suffer, which can clearly kill multiple birds with one stone.

The one-day festival was very lively.

At night, Zhao Zun came out of the main hall where the ministers were entertained, led a few palace people, rubbed his forehead and strode into the Duanjing Hall near the Donghua Gate. Emperor Yonglu not only has a vacant harem, but the prince currently has only one Zhao Yi. Therefore, in the imperial city of Nuoda, on such a festive day, the palace also seemed a little lonely.

In the night sky, micro-snowflakes.

It was dark in the Duanjing Palace, and the palace lights under the corridor flickered.

In the dim light of the fire, a figure flashed and gestured towards him.

"Wechen see Your Majesty."

Zhao Tuo stood with his hands in his hands, quietly looked at the temple behind him, and said for a long time: "Bingyi, how is he doing tonight?" ā€

Bingyi lowered his hand slightly, "I still refuse to eat, I refuse to sleep, I cough very badly, Weichen asked the imperial doctor for consultation, and boiled the medicine, but he refused to eat, and no one moved the ground, so he sat there, only asked Weichen for a pair of chess, and played alone." ā€

After Bingyi finished speaking, he saw that Zhao Zhu was silent, and pursed his lips again.

"Your Majesty wants to see him? Looking at his expression, he wants to see you. ā€

"No need." Zhao Zhu's voice was very light, "I got married today, and I don't want to see someone who is annoying." ā€

"Yes, Your Majesty." C Yi bowed his head.

Zhao Bottle flicked his sleeve robe and turned around, but his deep voice came from the night sky.

"Bring the woman of the Hong clan to the temple of Duanjing, and serve him."

Bingyi pursed his lips and did not speak.

Since ancient times, between Zhao Zhu and Zhao Mianze, no matter who wins or loses, the result will not be better. Therefore, Bingyi did not sympathize with Zhao Mianze. But during the Jianzhang period, he once regarded Zhao Mianze as a hostile opponent and wanted to kill him, but now Zhao Mianze has become a prisoner of the ranks, but he can't hate it. He actually didn't know what Zhao Jun was thinking, and he didn't know how he was going to treat this "Emperor Sun", but now he didn't put Zhao Mianze in prison, let alone torture and abuse, and the good food and drink were offered in the Duanjing Palace, and it was unknown if he would be spared.

The mind of the Ninety-Five Venerable is really unpredictable.

The position of the Ninety-Five Honor, countless people think.

But the irritability of the Ninety-Five Venerable may not be understood by everyone.

Zhao Zhu's steps to leave the Duanjing Hall were heavy.

Most of the people in this world have nothing to do with him.

But the person under house arrest in the Duanjing Temple is his blood relative. Maybe the smoke of gunpowder has already receded, or maybe a few years have passed, thinking of Zhao Mianze again, in his mind, it was actually a fifteen or sixteen-year-old gentle young man, standing in front of him shyly, and calling "Uncle Nineteen" with reverence in his eyes.

If there is no antecedent, there is no evil effect.

The things of life are the most unscrupulous.

"Your Majesty, are you here?"

At the door of the emperor's bedroom, Zheng Erbao bowed and smiled.

Zhao Zhu came back to his senses, nodded, stepped over the threshold, and was blinded by the bright red joy in the hall. The red curtain hanging from the high beams replaced the lifeless bright yellow day after day, the rows of red candles illuminated the dormitory brightly, and the nine-dragon couch made of red gold was covered with a happy quilt, and a woman with long hair leaned on the happy quilt.

She was already asleep. The corners of his lips were pursed, his brows were furrowed, and he didn't seem to be happy because of the joy of the wedding. On the couch a long vine of green plants hung down on her vermilion embroidered shoes, green and red, but not tacky, and the woman who lined him was white and delicate, and did not grow in age.

This mood reminded him of the five long days when he watched her in an ice coffin.

Quiet, lonely, long, distant......

Zhao Zun looked at her for a long time, saw that she was not awake, took a sip of the hangover tea brought by Zheng Erbao, sat down slowly in front of the imperial case, and took a note pressed with a white jade inkstone on it.

The handwriting is a little messy, and I think it's done in a hurry.

It shouldn't have been long, and the ink on it hasn't dried yet.

"Respectfully invite the queen mother to be a thousand years old, I am the guard under the seat of Emperor Jianzhang Hong A Ji, today accompany the emperor into Beijing, just to see the mother of the phoenix, for the mother of the birthday of the thousand autumns, the emperor was taken captive into the palace, A Ji is alone, it is really lawless, but please have mercy on the mother. Since the fall, Ah Ji has not dared to beg for his life, only to see that in the Wei Mansion that day, Ah Ji has given Niangniang a convenient share, and when he sees the emperor, he has a long-cherished wish.

Hong Ah Ji nodded and bowed. Empress He and His Majesty the Emperor are in harmony with each other, and the mandarin ducks are in good health, and everything is worry-free. In addition, Wang Niangniang gave Ah Ji to die with the emperor, and there was no resentment in this life. Under the nine springs, I will pray for the blessing and longevity of the mother. ā€

A woman's request before she dies is that she loves the most, and the person she loves the most, comes to see the person she loves most.

Zhao Zhu looked intently at the handwriting on the note, distracted.

"Master, what's written on it? Niangniang also watched it for a long time before, and like the master, she looked very fascinated. Zheng Erbao's white and fat face was tired of a thousand-year-old smile.

He couldn't read, he didn't know much about things, and Zhao Tuo didn't ask him how this note was passed to Ah Qi. Of course, don't think about this matter, Hong Aji has been operating in the forbidden palace for many years, as a close attendant of Emperor Jianzhang, he has been kind to people and has formed a lot of good fate. They couldn't help and didn't dare to help, but it was really not difficult to sneak a small note.

Zhao Zhu didn't answer Zheng Erbao, put down the note, walked to the edge of the dragon couch by the light of the red candle, looked at the woman with an uneven face, hesitated for a long time, and then called softly, "Ah Qi." ā€

Xia Chuqi opened his eyes, yawned, and smiled.

"You're back? How much wine I ate, what a big smell of wine. ā€

She smiled skillfully, seeing that he didn't move, and stretched her neck to look at Zheng Erbao behind him, "Why don't you go and prepare a bath for your grandfather, what are you doing in a daze?" ā€

Zheng Erbao felt that the atmosphere of the two masters was wrong, so he hurriedly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and retreated. Zhao Zhu paused for a moment, lowered his head and leaned into her ear, "Ah Qi put things on the case, didn't he just let the master see it?" ā€

"Uh......"

He smiled, "What do you think, tell me about it?" ā€

Xia Chuqi blinked fiercely, thinking of the vinegar of this product in the daytime, the corners of his lips raised to glance at him, got up lazily, straightened the bedclothes on his body, and said with a smile: "Outside the male protagonist, inside the female protagonist, it is about Emperor Jianzhang, it naturally belongs to state affairs, where can I intervene as a woman?" Come on, I'm too lazy to care, it's up to the master to decide. ā€

She said that she didn't look back, dragged her long skirt into the inner room to bathe, Zhao Zhu knew that this woman was used to retreating, duplicitous, and didn't say much, only followed her into the clean room, put the left and right waiters back, personally stood on the side of her bath bucket, removed her clothes for her, and carried her into the bucket.

The emperor personally served the bath and enjoyed it.

At the beginning of the summer, his eyes were half-closed, but he was beating a drum in his heart.

She didn't know if she could save Ah Ji and Zhao Mianze's lives.

Of course, she never thought of herself as a good person with a bodhisattva heart. But "repaying virtue with virtue" is still necessary, Ah Ji did help her a lot back then, and she also had some friendships.

Moreover, from her perspective from the perspective of later generations, human life is greater than the sky, and now Zhao Mianze can't turn over even if he borrows his nine guts, no matter how he is also an uncle and nephew with Zhao Bottle, after a lapse of five years, in all fairness, she doesn't want him to die and leave a reputation for Zhao Bottle.

However, since ancient times, the way of kings has pursued the eradication of grass, as long as Zhao Mianze is alive for one day, it will be a bane for Zhao Zhu, smart people know how to do it, how Zhao Nineteen wants to deal with Zhao Mianze, she is really inconclusive.

But she couldn't plead head-on.

Zhao Bottle's vinegar is very strong, and her plea will only backfire.

Therefore, although she didn't know what happened to Zhao Mianze and Ah Ji now, she couldn't ask, she couldn't care, she could only use Ah Ji's infatuation with Zhao Mianze from the side to move Zhao Zhu, hoping that he would see Ah Ji's infatuation and spare his two lives.

"Ah Qi is tired today?" Seeing her lazily leaning on the bathtub, not moving, without saying a word, Zhao Zhu rubbed her shoulders with both hands and asked casually, "The big wedding that the master owes you has finally made up for it, and the master is also happy." If Ah Qi has any requirements today, but it doesn't matter, the master will definitely meet them. ā€

At the beginning of the summer, Qi was strongly excited, squinting slightly, "Naturally, you are tired, and there are requirements?" ā€

Zhao Zhu raised his eyebrows and looked down at her, "Oh? ā€

Feeling the coldness in his eyes, Xia Chuqi pursed his lips lightly.

A person has been an emperor for a long time, but in fact, it is difficult to listen to the advice of others.

This is also the reason why most emperors have been stubborn since ancient times.

Zhao Shijiu may love her, or he may obey her, but he is extremely stubborn in key matters. Sometimes when I think of his identity, Xia Chu Qichang often has a feeling of being out of place. After a moment of thought, she turned to the side, raised her hand slightly, landed on his shoulder, and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

"Today, I am like a marionette, being dragged here and there, and there are so many bad rules in the palace, which makes my back hurt and my feet sore...... It would be great if Your Majesty would help me pinch my feet. ā€

Zhao Jun was stunned, "This is Ah Qi's request?" ā€

Xia Chuqi pursed his lips and smiled, "Otherwise? ā€

Zhao Zhu hugged her waist tightly and attached it to her ear again. In that whisper, there was a bit of affection, "I am lucky to pinch my feet for Qingqing." ā€

The seventh day of the summer month laughed.

But it turned out that in her battle with Zhao Shijiu, her chances of winning were too few. Just when she thought she could enjoy the imperial treatment in the foot bath, reality ruthlessly gave her a blow to the head again.

Xia Chuqi's feet are white and clean, and his feet are petite, but they are also sensitive. But usually Zhao Jun pinched her feet, she never felt so itchy, now he is the same as usual, it is also a serious book, with a serious face, a pair of strong and slender fingers swimming at her feet, the elegant movements and his review of the music are generally moving, but she is itchy, very itchy, itchy to the heart, itching to laugh non-stop.

"I'm not coming, Zhao Shijiu, it's too itchy."

She tried to shout to stop, but he wouldn't.

"Is it the master's pinch?"

"No, it's not that you pinched it wrong, it's that I'm afraid of itching."

"Ah Qi wasn't afraid of itching before? Where is the itch today? Zhao Zhu frowned slightly, looking puzzled. Xia Chuqi couldn't stand the smile and pushed his hand, but he didn't allow her to push, grabbed her hand and pressed it down, and said seriously: "I'm tired for a day, press it for you, relax your muscles and activate your nerves, it's good for your health, and you are not allowed to move." ā€

Xia Chuqi tilted his head, looking at him not like a joke.

"Okay."

Take a breath, she endured.

Sometimes people feel that itching is just a state of mind, as long as they get through it, it will pass. Thinking like this, she quickly restrained her laughing nerves, and treated Zhao Zhu as a foot masseuse, and stiffened her face. But after a while, she couldn't stand it anymore, and she didn't know if Zhao Zhu was intentional or if she had a psychological problem, so she smiled and bent over and struggled on the couch.

"Don't pinch it...... Zhao Nineteen, I won't pinch it. Ha ha! ā€

Ignoring her objections, Zhao Zhu pulled her feet over and held her in his arms.

"Don't move."

In good conscience, he pressed it very well, neither light nor heavy, and there didn't seem to be any "tricky moves", but Xia Chuqi felt that today's evil door, he just scratched her itch that she couldn't stand it, which made her want to oppose and feel hypocritical, in desperation, she had to change her method, and kept shouting in her throat, deliberately humming and chirping warmly to distract him.

"Ah...... Father...... Pinch the edges...... Itchy...... Not...... Good...... His grandma's itch ......"

She was deliberate, and her voice was softer.

If it were like this, Zhao Zhu would definitely react. But today's emperor seems to be very serious, letting her "babble" ghost scream, the cloud lightly pressed the soles of her feet, and the acupuncture points were properly mastered, until she couldn't stand it anymore and begged for mercy.

"Okay, okay, Zhao Nineteen, let's stop making trouble. You just say it, what kind of grudge do you have with me, tossing me like this? ā€

Zhao Zhu glanced at her, and a finger casually pressed the spring point on the bottom of her foot, but the palm covered her small footboard, and her voice was faint, "This is not what the lady asked?" ā€

Oh, yes? Did she ask for a foot pinch?

But why did she ask for a pinch, she forgot.

"Hehehe...... Hehehe...... You win, Zhao Nineteen, you say, what do you want? ā€

She couldn't bear the small appearance, in Zhao Zhu's eyes, in addition to being embarrassed, she was actually a little heartless. It is rumored that the queen is jealous and arrogant, spicy and vicious, and only he can see her like this.

His expression relaxed a lot, and he said tepidly: "Ah Qi doesn't have to think too much. On the wedding night, the husband just wants to do his best for the lady, where is the next thought? ā€

…… It's clearly not dedication, it's his own playfulness, right? Xia Chuqi observed his expression, his eyes rolled, and he said with a hippie smile: "Could it be that the master has masochism and wants this palace to abuse you?" ā€

Zhao Shijiu's eyes raised, glanced at her, and smiled.

"Ah Qi enjoy it, squint your eyes, and don't speak."

Xia Chuqi was stunned.

Zhao Zhu rarely laughs.

If he smiled at someone one day, that person would definitely feel that he had met with great luck. It was the seventh day of Xia Chuqi, and it was rare to see him smile so loosely, and that smile was embedded in his resolute and handsome face, which was particularly charming. But tragically, past experience told her that if he smiled at her like this, it would be absolutely no good thing, and she would definitely be unlucky.

Zhao Nineteen...... Ah......h

The soreness of the soles of her feet made her scream, and she looked at him sideways.

"What are you doing? Murder! ā€

"Alright. Call it a day. Zhao Zhu didn't look at her angry eyes, only gently wrapped her two feet and paws in a soft cotton towel, hugged her on the couch, and then patted her face, and said in a low voice: "The master charges very expensive, Ah Qi thinks how many points are suitable?" ā€

Xia Chuqi only reacted at this time.

This guy didn't have a good heart?

His points are gone, and he earns her in a different way.

As a result, she didn't enjoy it at all, and she had to post it upside down?

"Zhao Nineteen! You're too dark, I'm going to break up with you. ā€

After gritting her teeth, she turned over and threw herself into the quilt, covered her head, and cried with a "woo" in her mouth, as if she was extremely sad. But she performed alone for a long time, and there was no movement behind her, she closed her voice and slowly turned her head sideways, but saw that the person was looking at herself motionlessly, "Enough crying?" ā€

At the beginning of summer, he choked, and the breath he swallowed caused the shadow area in his heart to reach the limit.

"Damn! Zhao, ten, nine! ā€

word by word, this time I was really angry.

Zhao Jun lowered his head, looked at her intently, raised her chin with one hand, gently stretched out his other hand to her neck, slowly unbuttoned the neckline, and his voice was hoarse, "Ah Qi knows why Master wants to punish you?" ā€

"......" Xia Chuqi glared at him hatefully.

Zhao Bottle pecked lightly on her pink lips, as if smiling.

"Today is your big wedding with the master, first there is Dongfang Qingxuan, and then there is Zhao Mianze, they occupy too much of your mind, and the master is not happy." Seeing that she was stunned for a moment, the corners of his lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to speak, he lowered his head and took advantage of the situation to go deeper, kissed her, did not allow her to refute, and said vaguely: "You only belong to me, and you don't allow others to share half of it." ā€

The domineering emperor attacked!

Xia Chuqi's opposing voice drowned out in his kiss, tossing and turning.

"Ah Qi, I'm not paying attention." He raised his head suddenly, his deep eyes fixed on her, and his dark voice sounded like a violin concerto in the empty space of the emperor's bedroom, flowing with the breeze, not indifferent, but piercing people's bones sore.

Xia Chuqi's body shook slightly, wanting to turn over and sit up and reason with him again. But as soon as half of his body got up, his shoulders were pressed down on the couch by him, and his cold and strong aura was forced on top of her.

"Is the lady really not good?"

"Lao Tzu...... "Xia Chuqi hasn't exploded for a long time, and I want to scold people at this moment.

But before she could say the third word, her lips were occupied by him.

This thing seems to have eaten gunpowder, and when it is pressed up, it kisses fiercely, and she is not allowed to resist the domineering and enthusiasm, so strong that it is as strong as the snow wolf they have seen on the Xilin Gol grassland, with faint eyes and low panting, as if they are going to tear her down and eat her in their stomachs at any time......

"Zhao Nineteen ......"

Xia Chuqi's helpless voice was vague and low like a bird.

He felt her struggle, probably afraid of hurting her, his strength was a little lighter, but his body squeezed her tighter, a pair of falcon-like eyes fixed on her face, but he didn't answer her, but turned his head sideways, wrapped in her pink earballs, and asked softly with warm breathing, "Ah Qi wants to be a master?" ā€

At the beginning of summer, the seven ear beads fell into the wolf's belly, and his cheeks burned red, feeling like he was close to the source of a volcano, and he was so hot that he wanted to rip off his clothes and jump into the ice water and roll around twice, where could he still speak? But he didn't stop, he still had to wrap her tightly inch by inch, clinging to her, and the sound of being teased by the love bath was so charming that she was heartbroken.

"Ah Qi speaks!"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

"If you don't want to say it, you might as well kiss it again."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

Xia Chuqi gasped and couldn't spit out a word.

Because what he wants her to say, it is not simple words.

He wanted to hear her say that she wanted him.

But usually two people talk about it, but she is awkward and can't say it.

Tightening her face, she turned her head sideways, and glared at him angrily: "Zhao Nineteen, this palace has not been powerful for a long time, you are the opposite, right?" If you don't need to repair it, you can say that if you are sick, I must have medicine. ā€

"Huh!" Zhao Tuo chuckled suddenly, "The cave room is a candle night, this scene, Ah Qi is still distracted...... It seems that someone really owes the repair. I have to cure you. ā€

"......" Xia Chuqi rolled his eyes sadly, "Master, you are seventy or eighty, and you still have candles in the cave room?" I'm not afraid of jokes from my son and daughter, how many years have I been a father? Excuse me? ā€

"Huh?" Zhao Zhu didn't seem to hear clearly, and gnawed lightly on her lips, "Everyone in the world knows that I am married to the queen, and tonight is the night of the cave room, isn't it that the queen doesn't know yet?" ā€

Xia Chuqi's body was pressed by him, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't beat, he couldn't say, he fluttered a few times, and she was like a cat, soft in his arms, and he squeezed her like a sandwich cake, without a single gap.

"I'm not angry if I don't talk about this, Zhao Shijiu, you just hide it from me and treat me as a fool, right?"

Zhao Bottle hugged him tighter, "Not to surprise you?" ā€

Xia Chuqi breathed heavily, "Bullshit! ā€

His hands were like soldering irons, sticking to her, "The birthday gift that the master gave you, Ah Qi is not satisfied?" ā€

Xia Chuqi met his deep but lustful eyes, and finally knew what kind of bad taste Zhao Shijiu had. He likes to force her to admit that he thinks about him, is this machismo?

Well, it is said that it is not wise to overcome rigidity with softness, it seems that it is not a wise move to confront him, she thought about it, let go of the fingers that were holding him tightly, and instead grabbed his neck, and her head also went up, and the slight pursed lips were imprinted on his, and a kiss slid down, falling on his prominent Adam's apple. Lap and lap, gnaw.

"Your Majesty, the concubine knows that she is wrong, your Majesty can do whatever you want, I am ...... from you"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

From passive to active, this girl changed very quickly, Zhao Zhu took a long time to react, in her deliberate whisper, the nerves were torn, and she didn't want to care about anything else, only smiled, hugged her with her backhand, and her fingers picked up her red clothes, the sound of tearing clothes startled Xia Chuqi, she came back to her senses and called "Master", but this subtle voice was drowned by his burning breath, and in an instant she became a white jade lotus, which was displayed in front of him.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ It's so sad! ā€

How much work did it take to wear a wedding dress? Xia Chuqi glanced at a touch of joy hanging on the crook of his arm, and saw that the goods began to pull the dragon robe on his body, and couldn't help but hold his hand anxiously.

"Master, don't tear it......"

Zhao Jun was stunned for a moment and looked down at her.

She moistened her lips and said with a smile: "A dragon robe is worth a lot of silver, it's a pity that it's torn." Be merciful, old man. ā€

"......" Zhao Zhu's face darkened, and she was still in the mood to calculate the silver at this time, a little weak, "You woman, you are really begging for a beating." Dongfang Qingxuan, Zhao Mianze...... Even silver is more important than you in your eyes, isn't it? He held her down, his lowered lips lingering in her ear, and the sound of resentment sounded like impatience and bewitchment.

"Speak!"

"No, no, no, how dare the concubine?!" Xia Chuqi coaxed him, hurriedly turned around, gently pressed his palm against his shoulder, gnawed his lips neatly, and said in a low voice: "Master, it's actually me, it's me...... Want to see you...... Wearing a dragon robe......"

The way he wore a dragon robe, Xia Chuqi naturally saw it more than once.

…… But in such a situation, it is not possible to wear it.

Zhao Zhu looked at her blushing face, and only after a moment did he realize her original intention, his lips were soothing, he pinched her face with a smile, his hand slid to her waist, and stroked it gently, "Ah Qi has such a hobby...... It doesn't matter, as long as you want it, I won't let it go. ā€

Xia Chuqi was originally a joke, but he picked it off, his breathing couldn't help but be tight, and his throat became more and more dry when he met his burning eyes.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Zhao XIX. ā€

"Little fox!" He snorted, no longer taking off the imperial dragon robe that symbolized the emperor and solemnity, but hugged her tightly, his lips swept over the tip of her nose, and a pair of boiling eyes focused on her face, flickering in the candlelight, "No one is allowed to think about it tonight except for the master." ā€

------Off topic------

If the brocade climbs up, the little daughters-in-law have been waiting for a long time, come, one mouthful, what's the point.

Teaser: The next update should be on October 13th.

Preview: There shouldn't be a few chapters left outside the fan.,Girls, don't blame it for being slower.,Hehe.怂

Preview again: The new article should be opened on Singles' Day, that is, on November 11th, I hope everyone will appear that day, collect new books, and give me encouragement.