Yun Dai did not deny her feelings for Zhao Yuanjing.

But not to the point where he thought he was.

As for why you cry......

Probably, in the dead of night, people are always the most vulnerable. Any little thing will evoke sadness, and I can't help but shed a few tears.

Guo Ning's departure, Yuzhu's death......

Anything made her sad.

But looking at Zhao Yuanjing's eyes, she couldn't force an explanation, so she could only acquiesce.

It made Zhao Yuanjing feel heartache.

He suddenly realized that he was not only an emperor, but also a husband and a father.

Thousands of people in Da Zhou need him, and the young and beautiful delicate woman in front of him, as well as the young and ignorant child, also need him.

He tightened his arms and took them in his arms.

At this time, Liu Dequan led a few palace maids and came in with food boxes, and saw the emperor and the queen hugging each other.

He hung his head in a hurry.

Zhao Yuanjing shouted: "Get out!" ”

"Yes, yes, minions, get out."

Liu Dequan was busy pulling the palace maids out.

Yun Dai sat up straight, straightened her hair, and said with a smile: "Yan'er has been hungry for a long time, and has been waiting to eat with his father." ”

Zhao Yuanjing asked Yan'er: "Son, are you hungry?" ”

"Hungry." Yan Er blinked, "However, if the father wants the queen mother to hug, the son can wait for a while." ”

"Why?"

Yan Er said crisply: "Because the queen mother's hug smells good, soft and fragrant." When the son is sick, he likes the queen mother's hug the most, and when his father is sick, he also likes the queen mother's hug. ”

Zhao Yuanjing squinted at Yun Dai, his eyes swept over her, and he said, "Yan'er is right, my father likes the hug of the queen mother very much." But the queen mother is very stingy and often doesn't let her father hug ......"

Yun Dai couldn't help blushing: "Don't talk nonsense. Get up and eat. Yan'er came here. ”

Yan Er obediently jumped out of bed, took the hand of the queen mother, and whispered: "Queen mother, my father is sick, don't be stingy, hug your father more." ”

Yun Dai paused, and obviously heard Zhao Yuanjing's low laughter behind her.

She pinched her son's little face, "Eat your meal." ”

Zhao Yuanjing has a poor appetite recently, maybe his wife and children are talking and laughing around at this time, and he is in a better mood, and he has eaten a lot.

After eating, Yun Dai was afraid that Yan'er would disturb Zhao Yuanjing's rest, so she asked Baoxing to send him back to Fengyi Palace first, and asked the nurse to coax him to bed earlier.

She herself stayed to talk to Zhao Yuanjing.

"Dai'er, you can go back and rest too."

"I'm not used to going to bed too early, you go to bed and lie down, I'll look at the excerpts for you, you talk to me, okay?" Yun Dai said.

"What do you see?"

"Why, you can't trust me?"

"I'm afraid you'll be tired."

"I can't get tired of reading a few excerpts. Besides, I think it's quite interesting. I can also share the burden for you. Yun Dai picked up a pile of folds on the table and put them on the low table next to the bed.

Zhao Yuanjing saw that she was full of interest, so she was allowed to go.

Yun Dai talked to him while looking at the excerpts.

"Uncle Xiaohuang has already set off in the direction of Luzhou to catch up with the fourth child." Zhao Yuanjing said suddenly.

Yun Dai hummed and looked at the excerpt carefully.

Zhao Yuanjing saw that she didn't seem to want to speak, so he stopped talking.

He lay on his side, one hand supporting his chin, his phoenix eyes focused on her side face.

Her expression was focused, and a strand of hair hung down to her snow-like skin, which looked a little dreamy and ethereal against the light of the lantern. Degree of literature