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Chapter 162 Princess Pingyang

 Like an abandoned little pitiful person.

Seeing his appearance, Si Ningchi suddenly softened his heart. His eyes fell on his left hand wrapped in gauze and asked in a low voice: "Has the imperial doctor come to see you today? Can you feel and move your hand?"

Zhao Zongheng moved his fingers. If he bent his elbow, it would easily pull the wound. The other problems were not big. The remaining poison had basically been removed. The next step was to wait for the wound to heal. Si Ningchi looked at it and nodded, feeling quite satisfied.
Although this emperor dog is a bit of a dog, he is quite obedient when it comes to recuperating his injuries.

It did not say that he had to deal with government affairs day and night because he was injured. The military ministers of the DPRK and China have their own responsibilities to help the emperor handle government affairs. Except for some matters that require the emperor to affix a jade seal or make a ruling, he will come to see the emperor.<

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If there is no matter how big or small, I have to ask, what is the use of these military and aircraft ministers?

"This cold jade bed..." Si Ningchi entered the dormitory, pointed at the cold jade bed and looked at Zhao Zongheng.

"..." Zhao Zongheng understood Si Ningchi's meaning instantly and said happily: "I can sleep on the bed. Queen Hanyu Bed, please sleep on it."

Si Ningchi looked at Zhao Zongheng speechlessly, why on earth did he think he would like to sleep with this thing?

How about chiseling it and making it into a decoration?

At least it looks good. A bare bed here is too much of an eyesore.

In the end, neither of them went to sleep on the cold jade bed, and they all crowded into the phoenix couch. Although the two of them often slept together while the emperor was recovering from his injuries, they felt particularly awkward today for some reason.

Zhao Zongheng endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer and gently touched her lower back with his hand.

"Don't want the dog's paws anymore?" Si Ningchi closed his eyes and spoke in a cool tone, and Zhao Zongheng's hand seemed to be hesitating.

"I am the emperor." Zhao Zongheng frowned and said: "As a queen, you have your due obligations..."

His voice lowered slightly. What he said was obviously correct, so why was he feeling guilty?

Zhao Zongheng took back his hand, looked at the top of the bed curtain and sighed quietly.

Why...

Just when Zhao Zongheng was full of resentment and grievances, Si Ningchi turned over and faced Zhao Zongheng, covered his mouth with his hand, buried his head in his arms and said in a low voice: "If you make any sound again, I will kick you down.



Zhao Zongheng: "..."

The man lying on his back in the darkness laughed silently, tilted his head slightly and placed a light kiss on the top of her hair. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the moment.

Siningchi's cheeks felt slightly hot, and he rubbed his chest and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, I saw that Zhao Zongheng had sat up and was reviewing the memorial with a pen in his hand. He looked serious. The light of the morning sun shone on the table, as if he had been coated with a golden halo.

Si Ningchi did not get up in a hurry, but lay beside the bed and stared at him for a long time. Suddenly, he had the idea that it would not be an annoying thing if he stayed with him forever.

"A member of the Shen family died in prison?" Zhao Zongheng paused his writing, raised his eyes and frowned at Wang Chengxiang.

"Yes, there is no one alive." Wang Chengxiang lowered his voice, as if he knew that the Queen was still sleeping peacefully, and did not dare to make a loud noise. To say that there was no one alive was an understatement. The deaths of those people were too tragic, and they were 100% killed by enemies.
Zhao Zongheng was silent for a moment, turned back to look at the bed, and met Si Ningchi's eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling.

He sighed, waved his hand and said, "Let's find an excuse to deal with it."

Si Ningchi heard it clearly, he knew~

As for Zhao Zongheng's intention, it was obvious that he had no intention of pursuing the case, but just wanted to find an excuse to pass it by. The people around him were also going to the execution ground, so it would be easier if they died in prison.

Shen Yongzhi never asked for any useful clues about the poison, and Han Yulang never found any usable evidence in the body of the dead middle-aged man. The person behind the scenes has not revealed any clues.

All the ministers in the court believed that the reason why the emperor was so angry was because the Shen family intended to kill the emperor.

But the Shen family has been left with a huge burden for nothing.

After Shen Ting returned to the palace, he locked himself in the room, ordered several buckets of water, and scrubbed his hands repeatedly. Although there were no stains on his hands, he still had to wipe them clean as if he was physiologically disgusted.

.

That disgusting smell is the blood of the Shen family.

The appearance of Shen Ting in prison plunged the Shen family into a great panic. Shen Yongzhi never thought that one day he would become the prey of Shen Ting and be slaughtered by him.

When did that person living in the Shen family become such a terrifying existence...

Shen Ting closed his eyes and shook the faces of the Shen family out of his mind. Those people who were frightened, crying and begging for mercy, shouting at the top of their lungs, would no longer get into his eyes in the gaps between days and nights.

in my mind.

In the main hall, Zhao Zongheng put away the papers, walked back to the bed and lay down, without the slightest intention of asking what Si Ningchi had done.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhao Zongheng looked calm and reached out to touch her cheek, with a hint of unspeakable tenderness deep in his eyes.

He never knew that he could be so tolerant.

As long as it concerns her, he can indulge in this.

"Porridge." Si Ningchi blinked at him and replied.

"Okay." Zhao Zongheng curled his lips, turned and called Wang Chengxiang to order him to prepare meals.

Don’t think that when the queen said she wanted to eat porridge, she really only made a bowl of porridge, and all kinds of side dishes and snacks had to be included.

Zhao Zongheng spent the past few days recovering from his injuries in Fengwu Palace. In the end, because it was inconvenient for foreign ministers to set foot in the harem, Zhao Zongheng had to return to his own Chengming Palace, and he had to ask the queen to accompany him, euphemistically called "waiting for illness".

As for the queen, she often called Xu Zhaorong to help, and Zhao Zongheng became familiar with Xu Zhaorong after going back and forth.

It's because of this familiar look that he often regards her as a slave serving tea and water...

The emperor's injuries are gradually recovering, and King Lu over there has also proposed his intention to return to the fiefdom. This will also be the last time he discusses with the emperor the marriage of the young princess and the holy king, but this time King Lu is embarrassed.

Because...

The young princess regretted her marriage.

He tried to persuade him in every possible way, but could not convince his precious daughter by talking about the good things of the Holy King, so he planned to return to the fiefdom first and then talk about it later. Unexpectedly, the little princess didn't want to leave, and he hesitated and said that the capital was bustling and she wanted to stay.

Play more time.

King Lu had no choice but to take the initiative to explain the situation to the emperor and seek his opinions.

Zhao Zongheng was overjoyed. It would be great if the little princess was willing to stay in the capital. Zhao Zongheng directly granted him the title of Pingyang.

The princess is Chaoyang, but the little princess can be granted the title Pingyang.

It can be seen that the emperor attaches great importance to King Lu. Doesn’t this mean that the status of the little princess is equal to that of the princess?

King Lu was satisfied and brought Fang Zhiyao here to express his gratitude. The emperor allowed her to live in the palace and keep company with the queen, which made the little princess extremely happy.


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