Chapter 67: The Controversy between Emperor and Empress 7

As long as she gave it to him, he liked it all.

It was only after evening, and the dormitory in the Nine Phoenix Palace could no longer enter others.

From time to time, there is a sound in the dormitory that makes people blush and heartbeat, which is enough to be sultry.

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After the winter, in the early dynasty where the first snow had just fallen, the ministers waited quietly in the palace for Yun Zhiyi to come.

After a while, not only Yun Zhi did not arrive, but even the palace people around him did not come to explain the situation, and the courtiers who were standing below and preparing to go to the court couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and a few people got together and began to discuss in a whisper.

"It's strange, Your Majesty is never late for the court, how can he be so late today."

"Is it snowing?"

"No, if the road is slippery on a snowy day, shouldn't someone in the palace have cleaned the road..."

While they were talking, there was a voice at the door of the hall: "Your Majesty has arrived-"

So the ministers stood back in their positions one after another, neatly and neatly.

I saw Rong Zhiwei, who was wearing a red winter coat and embroidered with gold silk on her robe with a hundred birds and a phoenix, slowly walked in from outside the hall, and the three thousand green silks were neatly coiled up, wearing a golden phoenix on her head, and her makeup was exquisite.

When she stepped forward step by step, stopped in front of the highest chair, turned around and sat down elegantly, the whole process was full of aura, and no one dared to speak out in the hall.

After she sat down on the chair, the ministers looked confused, no one took the lead in saluting, and no one asked out loud, only Yu Mohou and several important ministers who were standing in the front row were smiling.

Time passed minute by minute, no one made a sound, and Rong Zhiwei didn't speak, just looked at the ministers standing below.

Finally, a minister couldn't help it, took a step forward, and said: "Why did the queen mother appear in the court?" ”

When the words fell, the ministers could clearly see that the queen mother, who had always had a cold face, smiled faintly: "You Aiqing may not know that Yun Zhi, the former prime minister of the left dynasty, also launched a coup d'Γ©tat to force the palace..."

"The blade is the emperor first, and then the emperor is more than four months," she lowered her eyes and looked at the blood jade bracelet on her wrist, and her words were loud: "Thinking of the meritorious service of rectifying the imperial court and exempting him from death, he has now confessed his guilt and voluntarily retreated to the back position." ”

There were a few gasps in the court, and the shock of half of the courtiers can be imagined.

"This..."

When the courtier who had just asked aloud wanted to say something more, several courtiers suddenly knelt down heavily: "The ministers are willing to obey His Majesty's arrangements and advance and retreat together." ”

Rong Zhiwei looked at the people who knelt down and bowed, and raised her eyebrows in surprise, she didn't seem to have seen these people in advance.

Yu Mohou and the others who were standing in the front row also knelt down: "The ministers are willing to follow Your Majesty to the death." ”

As a result, three-quarters of the people in the court had already knelt down, and the remaining part saw that the people around them had agreed not to resist, so they had to salute silently: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”

"Zhong Aiqing is flat."

After retreating, Rong Zhiwei took the lead in stepping out of the hall, and she had been standing outside the hall waiting for her, not only Ying'er, but also him.

Yun Zhi also saw her come out, took two steps forward, put on the red cotton cloak in his hand for her, tied it, and his eyes were full of tenderness: "Is it cold?" ”

"When I see you, I won't be cold."

Rong Zhiwei raised a bright smile, which was so dazzling in winter.

This is also her first truly happy and satisfied smile since the death of her father.

"Your Majesty, Niangniang, it's freezing outside, let's go back to the palace."

"Yes."

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After the ice release, the two are very affectionate, and there is no longer the previous estrangement, even though the identities of the two have been reversed at the beginning, but there seems to be no discomfort and inappropriateness.

Except for the cold winter, she will lie in his warm embrace early in the morning, saying that she doesn't want to go to court.

At the sacrificial ceremony in early spring, Rong Zhiwei, who was on the throne, was dressed in a dark color, and Yun Zhiyi, who was in the back position, and the two people standing together seemed to be a pair of beautiful people, their manners and expressions became more and more similar, and the styles, colors and patterns of clothes were the same.

In the hottest part of the summer, the two of them went out of the palace together to escape the heat, gave the courtiers a holiday by the way, and after playing outside for half a month, they stayed in his former residence, Zuo Xiang's mansion for a few days before returning to the palace.

After half a year, Rong Zhiwei's political achievements are no worse than Yun Zhiyi, and the small number of officials who opposed her in the court have gradually lost their voices, and the uncle who is very sorry for his talent occasionally worries, so that Yun Zhi is also in the back and wastes his imperial talent, but his little princess is also unexpectedly very wise and decisive, these two people are really unexpected... That's right.

One day, Yu Mohou and Rong Zhiwei were sitting in the Hou Mansion.

Uncle picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, gently put the teacup on the table, looked at the little princess who had grown up a lot, Ah No, she was already the emperor's niece, and asked familiarly: "Girl, uncle wants to hear the truth, have you let go of your hatred?" ”

Rong Zhiwei narrowed her eyes, smiled, and unconsciously touched the blood jade bracelet on her right wrist with her left hand: "Uncle, I... Can't put it down. ”

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Yu Mohou looked at her quietly and said nothing.

She continued: "But I can't let go of my feelings for him, so it's better to take a step back, it's better to love each other than to want to kill." ”

He was so affectionate that the first queen ascended the throne as the emperor, and after clearing the court for her, he sent her to the throne, and it was Yun Zhiyi who first found Yu Mohou and instructed Yu Mohou to find Rong Zhiwei, talk to her and discuss the plan secretly, all of which were instructed by him.

All her plans, including the courtiers she had met and wooed, were all acquiesced in by him, and even what she had done when she left the palace alone in late autumn was clear to him, or rather, his plans completely contained her plans.

It was he who personally sent her to the throne of God, and then he retreated to the back seat.

He knew that she was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and if he easily returned the throne to her, maybe she would feel that she was insulting her, and after thinking about it, if she wanted the relationship between the two to ease, this was the only thing.

But in the same way, she also noticed these plans early on, why the shadow and uncle around her would tell her again and again to let go of hatred and reconcile with him, she already understood how smart she was, the three years that the two people got along were not in vain, and how much they understood each other after how tacit they understood each other.

With just one eye movement, she can know what is in the other party's heart, but she deliberately ignores these things.

Since he was willing to return the throne to himself, or maybe he was just thinking about slashing the enemy from the beginning, and did not want to rob her of the throne, then why didn't she plan and ascend to the throne according to his will, which should have been her own.

It's just that I'm so tired to be the emperor, and I have to approve so many excerpts every day.