Mu Mingshu obviously remembered that he was wearing a belly pocket after bathing, and he was not surprised to hear Zhao Yiheng say this at this time, this kind of thing of taking off someone's belly pocket, Zhao Yiheng didn't do it once or twice, it was all practice makes perfect.

Zhao Yiheng came in from outside, and his body was still a little cool, but he felt hot after a while when he was attached to Mu Mingshu's soft body, he supported his head with one hand, and the other hand was still raging on Mu Mingshu's body, although his face was full of tiredness, but his phoenix eyes were slightly picked with a hint of affectionate smile.

"Why don't you wear the one your husband gave you?"

Mu Mingshu blushed and reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and put himself closer to him: "I wore it when I had dinner." ”

Zhao Yiheng was stunned for a moment, and then Le'er, lowered his head and kissed her lips, took her hand and pressed it on his head, Mu Mingshu hooked his lips and smiled, and his hand was tight, and he suddenly shook his body, and sighed comfortably.

Zhao Yiheng's breathing was a little short, he hadn't been emotionally moved for too long, it wasn't that there was no woman around him, but that person was not Mu Mingshu, so he was not interested, and now that Mu Mingshu was called, the whole person couldn't hold it.

"You little thing, you will bully your husband." He turned over and took off the clothes on Mu Mingshu's body, and the thing hurriedly leaned in.

It's been a long time since I have performed the gift of Zhou Gong, Mu Mingshu's flowers have not bloomed, and it still hurts a little for a while.

Zhao Yiheng also felt that it was more than that, seeing that Mu Mingshu's brows were furrowed together, he didn't dare to move, he only lowered his head and kissed her brow and coaxed softly: "It's all my husband's fault, it's really undeserved to snub you for so long." ”

Although Mu Mingshu didn't hurt very much, when he heard Zhao Yiheng's words, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved, and beat his chest: "Who bullied whom." ”

Zhao Yiheng smiled, licked his face and said: "It's all the husband's fault, it's all the husband's fault, and the husband will definitely change it in the future." ”

Mu Mingshu had tears in his eyes, and before he fell, he only felt that his body was full, and he couldn't help but hum, and the whole person had softened.

In the end, the meat has not been opened for a long time, Zhao Yiheng was a little anxious, and patiently coaxed Mu Mingshu while moving gently.

But in the end, it was still a little out of tune, after a big battle, both of them were exhausted, and Zhao Yiheng hugged Mu Mingshu and slept without even washing.

Mu Mingshu couldn't sleep, although she was now reconciled with Zhao Yiheng as before, but if Concubine Yun's death was not explained clearly, she would not be able to live in peace for a day, and she might have to regain suspicion for this matter in the future.

She opened her eyes and nestled in Zhao Yiheng's arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and only after a long time did she whisper: "Brother Heng"

Before the words fell, she was embarrassed to drill into his arms again, she always called Zhao Yiheng's name, even when she was unhappy, she also called him the prince, the emperor, Brother Heng's name was forced by him to shout when the two of them performed the Zhou Gong ceremony, of course, sometimes I can't help but shout.

Zhao Yiheng Xu was too tired, closed his eyes and smiled, answered, tightened the person in his arms again, and chuckled in a slightly nasal voice: "Little thing, don't make trouble, I'm tired today, I'll compensate you another day." ”

Mu Mingshu blushed when she said this, she gently pushed Zhao Yiheng, and said with a straight face: "No one is right." He added, "I have something to say to you, will you listen to it first?" ”

"Okay, listen to the husband, listen to what the lady says, listen to the husband, you say." Zhao Yiheng tightened Mu Mingshu tightly, as if to prove that he was really listening, he opened his eyes.

Mu Mingshu was still a little nervous in her heart, she nestled in Zhao Yiheng's arms, stretched out her hand to hug him tightly, and took a deep breath before saying: "Concubine Yun is your biological mother, and I have always treated her as my own mother, if it weren't for an unexpected situation, I would definitely not hurt her, I was really forced to do it, but at that time, I also tried to avoid important parts when I shot, and I definitely wouldn't let Concubine Yun lose her life." ”

"Na Yina is only afraid that she can't stay, you are so good to check her affairs, this person has a vicious mind, and he has a witch Gu against Concubine Yun, I am afraid that Concubine Yun's death is also related to her"

Mu Mingshu paused, wanting to hear what Zhao Yiheng said, who knew that she didn't hear anything for half a sound, she raised her eyes and saw that Zhao Yiheng had already fallen asleep with his eyes closed and breathing evenly.

"Alas" Mu Mingshu sighed with a wry smile, tucked the corners of the quilt for him, and lay down and looked at the top of the tent, and couldn't tell what it was like.

Zhao Yiheng obviously didn't hear what Mu Mingshu said last night, and when Mu Mingshu supported his sore body to change his clothes for him early the next morning, he heard him say embarrassedly: "My husband accidentally fell asleep last night, what does the lady want to say to my husband?" ”

Mu Mingshu's hand paused, and then smiled: "It's nothing, I just think that you have lost a lot of weight now, but I'm afraid that you will be tired and panic every day." ”

Zhao Yiheng smiled dotingly: "For the sake of your future with Ziyue, it is worth being tired for your husband." He took Mu Mingshu into his arms with one hand, and said: "I will seal the pen in a few days, and when the time comes, I will accompany you with Ziyue for my husband." ”

Mu Mingshu couldn't hear the happy and angry response, and Zhao Yiheng said again: "The ceremony after the seal is set for the tenth day of the next lunar month, and you also take advantage of these days to give birth and raise, look at these taels of meat on your body, you feel sorry for your husband." ”

"Not serious." Mu Mingshu glared at him: "Now they are all emperors, and there is no one who is doing it like this, so there is no shame in it." ”

Zhao Yiheng didn't care: "No matter what a husband is, it's just your man, your husband, what to do so seriously." ”

Mu Mingshu pursed his lips and smiled, this person is very powerful, but he can't say it anymore, she quickly changed his clothes for him, hung up accessories, and combed his hair in a bun, and then sent him out of the dormitory.

The sky outside was not yet bright, and it was still drizzling, Mu Mingshu held up an oil-paper umbrella and handed it to Zhao Yiheng: "I won't send you out, it's raining outside, so everyone who waits is slow." ”

"Hmm." Zhao Yiheng took the oil-paper umbrella, and took a sip on Mu Mingshu's face as if no one was around: "It's still early, you go back and sleep for a while." He smiled again and said, "I was tired last night." ”

Mu Mingshu looked at him, but he didn't say anything else, just stood under the porch wearing a cotton cloak and watched Zhao Yiheng leave, until his figure disappeared from sight, then turned around and entered the dormitory.

Miaoqin followed behind, looked at Mu Ming's weak body, and asked tentatively, "Niangniang, do you want to rest for a while?" ”

Mu Mingshu is not hypocritical, she answered the call and was served by Miaoqin to go to bed to rest, since the last illness, she felt that her body was not as good as before, and she felt tired at every turn, plus it was a rainy day outside, and the old wound on her calf was also faintly painful.

The king of a country is not easy to do, and he is still on the throne at the beginning of this day, since that day, Zhao Yiheng rarely has the opportunity to come to Kunning Palace, almost all of his food and accommodation are in the imperial study, and he is busy every day in addition to state affairs or state affairs.

Wan Fu asked his little apprentice to deliver some news to Mu Mingshu every day, telling him how many more bites of food Zhao Yiheng ate every day, how many hours he slept for an hour, and when he rested.

It's all a little thing about eating, drinking, and sleeping, but there is nothing to say about the court, Mu Mingshu received Wanfu's love, but whenever his little apprentice came to report the news, he got a lot of rewards, that is, Wanfu himself also got a few hundred taels of silver tickets.

Although Wanfu is a eunuch, he may not be an ordinary person to sit in this position, when Mu Mingshu handed him the silver ticket, he did not refuse, he knew that this master was trying to win over himself, and he originally wanted to vote for Mu Mingshu.

He pinched the silver ticket and stuffed it into his arms without changing his face, and said more and more respectfully: "If Niangniang has anything in the future, just tell the slave, and the slave will do it for you even if you go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire." ”

Mu Mingshu smiled: "Manager Wan is polite, there is nothing in this palace that needs to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, besides, Manager Wan is a person who does great things, and these things like going up the sword mountain and going down to the sea of fire really underestimate you." ”

"Whatever the mother said, the slave is to share the worries of the master, as long as the master needs the slave, the slave will not hesitate."

"It's done, don't say anything nice, the emperor first ascended the throne, and there are many things to deal with every day, since you are serving the emperor closely, persuade the emperor more, don't spoil yourself for the sake of state affairs." Mu Mingshu said: "This palace is a woman, and I don't understand those things in the court, this palace just hopes that the people around me are all well." ”

Wanfu heard the words and knew the elegant meaning, and immediately said: "Don't worry, this idea, even if the mother doesn't say it, the slave will also take care of it." ”

Mu Mingshu looked at Wanfu with a smile with a tea bowl, but suddenly felt extremely tired, she waved her hand: "Okay, you go on an errand." ”

Wanfu then retreated respectfully, and when there was no one, he counted the silver tickets rewarded by Mu Mingshu, which was as much as eight hundred taels, and he was happy to be a eunuch for the generosity of this queen mother.

Zhao Yiheng hurriedly waited until the twenty-ninth year to officially seal the pen, and the hundred officials did not need to go to court, and he could breathe a sigh of relief.

Thinking that he had said a few days earlier that he would accompany Mu Mingshu's mother and son more after sealing the pen, he simply moved his official affairs to Kunning Palace, which was the first emperor to do official affairs in the harem since the founding of the dynasty.

For this matter, the imperial historians came up with folds on vacation, saying that this matter was unreasonable, and hoped that Zhao Yiheng would not be childish.

Zhao Yiheng kept all the folds and did not send them, but when he feasted hundreds of officials on Chinese New Year's Eve, he sneered in front of all the ministers: "Shun is a passing king, and he is also the head of the family, why can you share the joy of family, and Shu has to alienate his wife and children because of your few words?" ”

Only this one sentence blocked those imperial histories for a long time, and there were still people behind them who were unconvinced and said that it was unreasonable, but if he wanted to say something, he couldn't say it, only the rules of the ancestors were like this.

Zhao Yiheng sneered, and only dropped a sentence: "Stubborn." ”

After the New Year, the tenth day of the first month of the first month will be the day of the post-closure ceremony.