His serious look made Si Ningchi stunned for a while, and he couldn't help but wonder what she had done to make Zhao Zongheng look so worried about gains and losses. Why was he still so nervous even though he was already pregnant with the child?
look like.
Si Ningchi turned around and walked in front of Zhao Zongheng, stretched out his hand to touch his face and said: "The emperor is the emperor and the emperor. If you can't do what you want, why are you still afraid of me?"
Zhao Zongheng was silent, just looking at her, his deep eyes seemed to be full of helplessness, he was just a mortal...
Zhao Zongheng put his arms around Si Ningchi's waist and tightened it gently, buried his head in her neck and rubbed it, saying, "I can't live without you."
He said this sincerely, and he didn't feel ashamed at all for a grown man to say this. Although he was the master of the world, he didn't want to show off at all in front of the woman he loved. Love is love and he didn't want to give up anything. Si Ningchi narrowed her eyes when she heard these words. She couldn't tell whether the man was being sweet-tongued on a whim or whether he was pretending to tell her. At least at this moment, she was very happy to hear these words.
Zhao Zongheng and Si Ningchi got tired of each other for a long time before he reluctantly returned to Xuanming Hall.
Now that Si Ningchi has moved into Chengming Palace, which is close to Xuanming Palace, Zhao Zongheng is really happy. He no longer goes to accompany the queen for dinner, but also eagerly goes to accompany her for lunch.<
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"After all, he is the emperor's first child, so he should be more cautious." Concubine Shu closed her eyes and sat on the soft couch. There was also a sachet purse that had not yet been sewn. The sachet had simple colors and embroidered patterns.
It's also simple and elegant, and it doesn't look like something the emperor would use.
"Having said that, this is too important..." Xiuqin squatted aside to help Concubine Shu arrange the silk threads for the sachet, while muttering in a low voice: "Since the visit of the prospective concubine, now she has moved
We have arrived at Chengming Palace, but no one is allowed to approach."
"I heard that the Queen Mother couldn't even deliver the things that the Queen Mother wanted to send, let alone take a look." Xiu Qin paused slightly and raised her head and said, "Today I saw Princess Chaoyang and went to Chengming Palace." Concubine Shu narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "It's not surprising, the consort-to-be has returned to Beijing, and Princess Chaoyang's wedding is also on the agenda, so she has to ask the Queen for instructions."
Xiuqin sighed and continued to immerse herself in sorting out the threads and said: "I have never seen anyone with such abilities as the Queen. What did Princess Chaoyang look like when she first returned to the palace, and what does she look like now?"
"Let's talk about the prospective consort Qin, who has been supported by the queen. Now he has made great achievements and promised to marry the princess. His future will be limitless..." The more Xiuqin talked, the more she felt her heart tremble. Their little Yuhua Palace
It seems that it suddenly became so precarious.
"The Queen's affairs have nothing to do with us." Concubine Shu sat up straight, reached out and picked up the unfinished sachet and said, "You can embroider the rest of the pattern, change the stitches, and don't let anyone see it.
There are clues."
"Your Majesty..." Xiu Qin looked up at the sachet and whispered uneasily: "Your Majesty, do you really want to send it away? If anyone knows, it will be over..."
"This is what I promised back then, and I cannot break my promise." Concubine Shu stroked the sachet and said, "Don't worry, the materials and needle techniques I used have changed a lot. I can't find my head, but I don't know.