The ministers were talking all over the place, and the square hall was in chaos.
Qiucao stood there for a long time, then turned around, quietly returned to the inner room, lay down on the bed again, staring at the hibiscus tent in a daze.
After a lot of effort, the ministers who were jumping up and down finally calmed down a little and dispersed. Muzi let out a long sigh, got up and returned to the inner room. As soon as he stepped in, he saw that he was in a daze.
of autumn grass.[
He raised his eyebrows and smiled, hiding the fatigue between his brows. He walked to the bed and sat down with a smile on his face, "What's wrong?"
Qiucao was startled for a moment, then slowly turned her head and looked at Mu Zi steadily for a while before she said, "Are those talents and concubines making it difficult for you?"
Unexpectedly, she would say this suddenly. Mu Zi was stunned for a moment, pulled up the quilt for her, grinned and showed his white teeth, "Queen, you look down on me too much. I can't handle such a small thing, how can I be a queen?"
King of a country? Don't worry, they will leave the palace in a few days. The imperial doctor said that you should not be too tired now, so the most important thing is to have a good rest and don't think too much."
The king of a country.
This man actually doesn't want to be an emperor at all.
She remembered that when the two of them lived in Prince Mu's Mansion, one day they sat in the courtyard and asked each other what kind of person they would most like to be if they could.
It was YY anyway, so her answer at the time was that she would be a big devil and lead dozens of martial arts masters to flirt with beautiful young martial arts boys.
But Mu Zi’s idea was much simpler. He said that he only wanted to have a house, a few acres of thin fields, an old cow for plowing, a wife, and two children. He might have to live frugally to afford it.
The family has been saving money for several years to pay for their children's school fees before they can travel to other countries. The biggest worry is that the weather will not be kind and the fields will not harvest... this kind of life.
At that time, she laughed at Mu Zi for not having much future, and secretly thought that if she had lived such a miserable life in time traveling all day long for firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, she might as well not wear it!
But judging from their current situation, the kind of life Muzi wants is really harder to realize than her wish to be a big devil.