Yi Xuan instinctively shrank to the side, facing him, trying to cover the bruises on her body, looking down at him.

"I accidentally bumped into it."

Zhao Zhen's eyes narrowed, and his tone cooled down: "Bang? ”

"Hmm."

Yi Xuan was a little weak-hearted, but she didn't want to mention that the matter had passed, and if she told Zhao Zhen the truth, she would inevitably block him, so she planned to mess with the sloppy eyes.

Zhao Zhen put his hand on her waist, and with all his might, he scooped her whole person over, and gently rubbed the remaining red marks on her neck with his other hand, and asked, "Did he pinch you?" ”

The whole circle of the neck is red, which is obviously a trace left by someone after being pinched.

Yixuan stretched out her hand to block the back of her neck, and denied it embarrassedly: "No, I scratched it myself." I'm fine, really. ”

Zhao Zhen suddenly grabbed her hand and removed her hand, his white neck was exposed again, he stared at the red mark and was irritable, and his tone was a little rushed: "Do you think I believe it?" ”

There are no mosquitoes in the cold winter, how can you scratch it like this?

Yixuan blinked, only then did she realize that the man seemed to be angry, turned her head to look at him, and said cautiously: "I'm afraid you're upset......"

"I'm happy if you hide it from me?"

Yixuan lowered her head mournfully and admitted her mistake: "Okay, I'm sorry, I shouldn't lie to you." Zhao Yan pinched me, but it's fine. ”

Zhao Zhen sighed and kissed her face, and then asked, "What about these injuries on the body?" ”

"Yes......" Yi Xuan buried his head lower, "he wants to ...... me That, I rebelled against what he left behind. ”

Zhao Zhen's face darkened.

He really guessed it.

The man's heart turned over a vat of vinegar, his dark eyes stared at his wife in his arms, and his anger jumped up and sneered. Zhao Yan is really self-aware, if Zhao Yan hadn't died, falling into his hands would probably be a hundred times more uncomfortable than dying.

"I'm with Zhao Yan...... It's nothing," Yixuan scratched her head, "I haven't taken off my clothes." ”

"......" Zhao Zhen took a deep breath and closed his eyes, "Okay, no need to say it." ”

He couldn't listen.

Yi Xuan glanced at him and asked in a small voice, "Do you dislike me?" ”

"Nope." The man's hand covered her head and rubbed it, and then gently lifted her head down. He lowered his head, stared into her eyes and said, "I'm jealous." ”

Yixuan: "......"

"You're going to make it up to me."

Yixuan pursed her lips and asked him, "How to compensate?" ”

"Do what you can." The man untied the thin strap of his belly pocket with one hand.

Yixuan: "......"

That night, Zhao Zhen fully let her appreciate the profound meaning of the words "do your best", so much so that when she thought about it the next day, she couldn't help blushing and scolding Zhao Zhen for being a bastard.

*

Fourteen years ago, the Jiang family moved from the capital to the Daimyo's mansion, and it only took a day to come and go. Jiang Muyan went home to visit her seriously ill mother, and the next day she received the news that Zhao Yan had committed suicide.

She immediately rushed back to the capital and went straight to the palace of King Yu, bound to seek justice for Zhao Yan.

Yixuan received her and briefly explained the situation of the day.

"Yanyan, Zhao Yan is dead, and we will not pursue your sins. That's it, please go back. For Jiang Muyan, Yixuan has done her best to be benevolent and righteous, and she doesn't want to have anything to do with her anymore.

"I don't believe it! You must have killed him, and in order to shirk responsibility, you said that he killed himself! Jiang Muyan's emotions were out of control, and she glared at Yixuan with hatred.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the Jinyi Guard who was present at the time." Yi Xuan sighed, "Moreover, the prince doesn't need to shirk responsibility, killing Zhao Yan will only make the hundred officials happy, will someone come out to accuse the prince?" We don't need to shirk our responsibilities, dare to act, and we won't admit what we haven't done. ”

Jiang Muyan ran over and grabbed Yixuan's collar, her eyes were red and asked, "Where is he?" I want to see him! ”

"He is the first emperor, so he naturally stopped in the palace, and then buried in the imperial mausoleum." Yixuan's face froze, and she suddenly realized a problem.

It has always been the joint burial of the emperor and queen, but now there is no body in the coffin of the former queen in the imperial mausoleum, so should Zhao Yan be buried alone?

Yi Xuan was a little unbearable in the end.

Jiang Muyan let go of her hand and said in a daze: "I'm going to see him, you let me go." ”

Yixuan called out to a maid beside her and ordered, "You take Miss Jiang into the palace." ”

*

Jiang Muyan entered the palace and chattered in front of Zhao Yanling for a while, and then hit her head on the coffin and died.

Yixuan was not surprised when she heard the news.

She had this premonition when Jiang Muyan said that she was going to enter the palace, but she still let Jiang Muyan go. Because as long as Jiang Muyan has a heart for this kind of thing, she can't stop it.

And the only thing she could do for Jiang Muyan and Zhao Yan was to let people open the mausoleum of the former queen at night and put Jiang Muyan's body in it.

Zhao Yan was not alone, and he also fulfilled Jiang Muyan's wish.

When the second elder of the Jiang family heard the news that his daughter went with Zhao Yan, Mrs. Zhang couldn't stand it and went with her two days later. Jiang Muyan has two older brothers, the eldest brother stays at home to take care of the funeral, and the second brother goes to Beijing to deal with his sister's affairs.

What the Jiang family means is that after all, my sister is the concubine of the first emperor, and she can't go so namelessly, she must be posthumously sealed, and then she will have a funeral.

This is not an excessive request, Yixuan calmly agreed.

After Zhao Yan's death, Zhao Huan, who had been missing, also reappeared in everyone's sight. Yixuan went to see him, and the child was in a very bad state, and he didn't go out of the house all day long, and he didn't go to court.

The ministers now hate Zhao Yan's father and son to the core, and they are pushing Zhao Zhen to abolish Zhao Huan's ascension to the throne, but Zhao Zhen neither said good nor bad, and his attitude is unpredictable.

Yixuan found an opportunity to discuss this matter with Zhao Zhen.

"Zhao Huan's heart is quite pure, and this incident was also instigated by Zhao Yan, which is understandable. I usually look at him coldly, it is indeed a great responsibility, and it would be a pity if he was abolished because of this. ”

Yi Xuan's meaning is obviously that he doesn't want to abolish Zhao Huan.

She felt that Zhao Huan's child was pitiful, now that Zhao Yan was dead, and Empress Dowager Shen was far away in Datong, Zhao Huan stayed alone in the palace, and the palace maids and eunuchs dared to throw their faces to show him.

"But if Zhao Huan is not abolished, what should I do if the officials are not convinced, and secretly torture him?" Zhao Zhen rubbed the rim of the cup and looked at his wife inquiringly.

Yixuan smiled and shook his head, "He is the emperor, and the hundred officials only dare to torture him secretly, if he is not even the emperor anymore, wouldn't he let those people handle it?" ”

Zhao Zhen was stunned, touched his wife's hand and said, "What you say is reasonable." Although the identity of the emperor is a cage for Zhao Huan, it is also a blessing. Wait for my next edict to prohibit hundreds of officials from seeking personal revenge against Zhao Huan, and they should not dare to be too arrogant if they hinder my face. ”

"That's for the best." Yixuan smiled softly, "After two or three years, everyone will forget about it." ”

Although Zhao Huan's throne was retained, it was also troublesome for him to be reluctant to go to court. He still has to come to the will of Zhao Yan and Jiang Muyan, and he also has to attend Zhao Yan's state funeral.

As a last resort, Yixuan planned to persuade him personally.

During the state mourning period, Miyagi was covered with white flags, and everyone wore plain clothes. Yi Xuan entered the palace wearing a stone blue gown, and only used a silver hairpin on her head to pin a small hand, and the fat powder was not applied, but it was light and light, but there was a different kind of pretty.

Yixuan came to the outside of the Qianqing Palace and wanted the eunuch to enter the palace to report, but the eunuch just shook his head at her.

It turned out that Zhao Huan bolted the door from the inside, and they couldn't push it open.

"How long?" Yixuan asked.

"It has been like this since His Majesty came back, and every meal is put on the windowsill by us for His Majesty, sometimes His Majesty will eat, sometimes he will not eat."

Yixuan thought for a moment and said, "You go and prepare a meal, let the dining room prepare more dishes that His Majesty likes to eat, and send them later." ”

"Yes."

Yixuan slowly walked to the window, the window was closed, and she called inside: "Zhao Huan? ”

There was no movement.

"You probably have a lot of things to ask me. If so, you open the door and we can talk. Yixuan's voice is soft and seductive.

After a moment, Yixuan heard the sound of the deadbolt loosening, and she walked to the door and gently pushed the door open.

Zhao Huan really stood there.

He was much thinner, his cheeks were a little sunken, his eyes were dark, and he stared at her with a blank expression.

Yixuan smiled, she knew that Zhao Huan had always liked her aunt.

When he was a child, Yuan Yi took Zhao Huan to the palace to play, Zhao Huan always looked at her with a longing look, and he hoped that his mother could be like her.

It's a pity that some things are predestined by birth.

Yixuan reached out and touched Zhao Huan's head, Zhao Huan frowned and took a step back, and said coldly: "Don't touch me." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the dormitory.

Yixuan smiled bitterly.

Zhao Huan's resistance was expected by her, and she would not retreat because of this. And Zhao Huan is willing to open the door for her, which means that he is still willing to talk to her.

At least, not so hateful.

Zhao Huan stopped in the middle of the dormitory, turned his head to look at her, and asked, "How did Daddy die?" ”

"Suicide."

Zhao Huan's eyes showed a trace of impatience: "What I asked is why did my father commit suicide?" Is it because of you? You forced him, didn't you? ”

Yi Xuan was stunned for a moment.

"I don't know." She pursed her lips.

"The person Daddy cares about the most in his life is you, if it weren't for what you said to make him disheartened, he wouldn't be willing to die." Zhao Huan's eyes were sharp, "So although he committed suicide, in fact, it was you who killed him." ”

Yixuan was shocked in her heart, she wasn't sure how much Zhao Huan knew about her and Zhao Yan's grievances, but when she heard from Zhao Huan's mouth that "the person Daddy cares about the most in this life is you", she really felt very uncomfortable.

"Zhao Huan, listen to me." Yixuan patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Your father's death is indeed related to me, but I didn't force him, he chose it himself." Maybe you've heard some rumors that I have some entanglement with your dad. I can only say that since I have chosen to be Princess Yu, I will only be Princess Yu for the rest of my life, and I can only say sorry for hurting him. ”

Zhao Huan was fascinated when he heard this, his eyes drooped slightly, and he smiled bitterly: "I see." ”