When you are holding the lights.

The palace was lit with red lanterns everywhere, immersed in the festive celebration of a big wedding. In response to Fangfei's request along the way, after returning to the palace, there was no large-scale arrangement. The ministers were told that the queen's ceremony had been held in Beiwudang. However, the queen's pomp was also indispensable. All the arrangements inside and outside were replaced with new ones. Even the dragon bed was replaced with brand new quilts.

Fangfei sat down on the chair in front of the bed, looking at the red face - it was not a festive mood, but a feeling of entering the palace. A woman's life is really ridiculous. From a concubine to a difficult childbirth, to a wife - now, it is considered a wedding night?

How could you have any thoughts like this?

According to the royal rules, after the emperor's wedding, he had to live with the queen in the palace for half a month. Other women could not spend the whole night with the emperor, and after OOXX, they could only leave. Only the queen enjoyed the treatment of serving the bed all night. Of course, in fact, the rules are determined by people, and many emperors may not stick to the old rules. On the contrary, there are fewer people who stay on the queen's bed and more often on the concubine's bed.

She changed into a casual dress and sat down before looking at the woman in the mirror. She was dressed in a gorgeous manner. The traces of rouge remained completely on her face, like an overly decorated flower - her eyes actually had a vicissitudes of life.

For some reason, even though I was worried along the way, I was excited; but once I was in this room, I was immediately troubled by a strange atmosphere - it turned into a constraint and obligation! I couldn't extricate myself and wanted to struggle. Otherwise, wouldn't I have been forever and become the second concubine Zhang Jie or someone else?

At the door, Hongyun was calling her: "Empress, Your Majesty is back, dinner has begun."

She slowly stood up and walked out.

Luo Jia stepped in with a smile on his face: "Queen, I'm hungry."

She took the cloak he had untied. It was already very cold in the early winter of Pingcheng. Braziers had already begun to be erected in the house.

Luo Jia looked at her face and pulled her to sit at the desk: "Queen, you handled it well today."

Your Majesty will know so soon?
Chapter completed!