"Huh?" Si Ningchi blinked innocently: "Your Majesty, you don't want it?"
"Yes." Zhao Zongheng hid the sachet in his arms. The left and right ones were sent by her personally, and the rounded ones were embroidered by her.
Zhao Zongheng stretched out his hand and pulled Si Ningchi to sit next to him and said, "Sit with me for a while?"
He was reluctant to let her go back like this, so he simply asked Wang Chengxiang to bring a soft cushion for her to sit and play while Zhao Zongheng continued to deal with the government affairs at hand.
Si Ningchi flipped through the folders, remembering that when she first came to Xuanming Hall, Zhao Zongheng had an attitude of not being allowed to interfere in politics in the harem, but now he remained silent and allowed her to read at will.
She couldn't help but yawn after looking at it for a while. They were all complicated political affairs...
Si Ningchi nuzzled into Zhao Zongheng's arms and found a comfortable position to lie down with his pillow on his thigh. He casually picked up the books on the bookshelf next to him and started reading. He originally thought that these books were collections of poems and prose.
kind of thing, but I didn’t expect that when I opened it, I found a book of various folk talks?
A majestic emperor actually sees this kind of thing?
Si Ningchi became interested and started to read through the books. As he looked around, he realized that they were all stories about human-male sadomasochism. The writing was so mysterious that it had no beginning and no end. It was like a fox demon or a snake demon.
The resident guests inside.
It’s such a cliche plot, what’s so interesting about it?
Si Ningchi was quite puzzled. It was the first time he knew that Zhao Zongheng had such preferences...
Zhao Zongheng had no idea that his little secret had been discovered. He was still carefully reviewing the memorial, thinking that if he finished it earlier, he could go back to rest with the queen earlier. When Zhao Zongheng came to his senses after finishing his work, he saw him lying on his side.
Si Ningchi has fallen asleep peacefully.
The moment he looked at her, his heart moved slightly, and there was an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth. He was about to reach out and take away the book in her hand, but his heart trembled when he glanced at her.
Oops.
Si Ningchi woke up faintly, with a sleepy look in his eyes and yawned: "Is the emperor finished?"
"Yes." Zhao Zongheng threw away the book without leaving a trace, leaned over and kissed Si Ningchi's cheek and whispered: "I'm not going back to Fengwu Palace. Why don't you go to my bedroom?"
"Hmm..." Si Ningchi hummed twice, as if he was half asleep.
In other words, she is somewhat conscious, but her body does not want to move.
Zhao Zongheng bent down and picked up Si Ningchi, then carried her out of Xuanming Palace, got on the dragon chariot and headed towards Chengming Palace.
This could be regarded as Si Ningchi's real stay in Chengming Palace. Before, Zhao Zongheng only treated her as a sick person, but today it was different. She was carried into Chengming Palace by the emperor himself. Anyone with eyes could see her.
You know, the emperor’s love for the queen is truly unique.
It was already midnight when Siningchi woke up again, and it was bright outside. She rolled on the bed, and suddenly realized that she was in a strange place.
She lowered her head and looked at the dress that had been taken off from her body, then looked at the quilt with the golden dragon pattern, curled her lips and smiled, stretched out and stood up.
"Is the Queen up?" Luo Jin's voice sounded outside the palace. Si Ningchi responded and then heard him say: "Do you want a servant to call someone to serve the Queen?"
"I don't need anyone else, go and ask Suyun." Si Ningchi got off the ground and walked to the dressing table next to him.
"Yes, I will invite Sister Suyun right now." Luo Jin did not dare to talk nonsense and quickly agreed and went out.
The emperor's people in the Chengming Palace are not needed, and he has to invite the people around him. Who can he put on his back? You can't secretly say what a big airs?
But it happened that the person in this room was the Queen. She was the first Queen to sleep on the dragon bed. Not to mention since the Emperor ascended the throne, even when the Emperor was still the Crown Prince, no woman had ever entered the main hall.
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The news that the Empress stayed at Chengming Palace last night has already been known to everyone in the harem, and those eyes that were looking forward to it seemed to have become numb after hearing the news. As long as the Empress is the Empress, this does not seem to be unusual. p>
"I have prepared all the gifts. Just wait for the good news to come from the Queen. There is no need to bring these little things to me." Concubine De was quite calm. She held a string of rosary beads in her hand and sighed quietly: "Waiting for the Queen.
Giving birth to your eldest son is a big deal."
"Your Majesty, your Majesty has lost all desire to be favored for a long time now?" Hong Tao looked at his Majesty and felt a little uncomfortable.
"Stop saying such things that are seeking death." Concubine De has now looked away. It doesn't matter whether she is pampered or not, life is the most important thing.
Concubine De took a breath and rubbed the rosary in her hand and asked in a low voice: "How is Concubine Yuan doing lately? Are you feeling better?"
Hongtao lowered her head and replied: "The imperial doctor went to the doctor twice. He said that Concubine Yuan was frightened and she was afraid that she would not recover for a while. Her throat was choked by cigarettes and she would not recover for a while. She didn't hear anything else.
What's the matter?"
Concubine De was speechless when she heard this, and turned around and said: "Send me some more nourishing supplements. She is also a poor person..."
Concubine De murmured in a low voice: "I don't know if Concubine Rong is really..."
Concubine De quickly stopped talking mid-sentence, looked around and quickly clasped her hands together and said: "Amitabha, I don't want to offend you. Don't blame me."
Hongtao stood aside and looked at her mother-in-law's appearance. She felt for no reason that her mother-in-law was more seriously ill than Yuan Fei...
The Yuhua Palace was much busier than the Yuning Palace. Concubine Shu frowned impatiently when she saw Qu Meiren kneeling on the ground crying for help. She lowered her eyes and said in a calm tone: "It's not that I won't help you, you can do it yourself."
I also said that Anmei was punished because she angered the Queen."
"I am a mere concubine, how dare you go against the Queen?" Concubine Shu pursed her lips and waved her hands and said, "If you really want it, then go and beg the Emperor."
"Shu Concubine..." Qu Meiren's voice was choked with sobs. She looked at Concubine Shu with tearful eyes. Seeing that Concubine Shu didn't intend to wade into this muddy water, she knew that no matter how much she begged, it would be useless.
"Qu Meiren, if you are smart, you should not know anything." Concubine Shu looked at Qu Meiren and said, "You are much more outstanding in terms of brains and appearance. If you want to stand out in this palace, you shouldn't have such a pitiful person." Thoughts."
"Anmei is asking for trouble. If you stand out like this, you may ruin your own future." Concubine Shu stood up and said lightly: "This is all I have to say."
After saying this, Concubine Shu turned around and went into the inner hall, leaving Qu Meiren alone, kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down her face.
How could she, who entered the palace with Sister An, be so cold-blooded and callous and sit idly by?
But, what can she do?
The Emperor, the Emperor may be the last chance she can fight for.
