Her whole body was weak from this sleep, and her whole body seemed to be unable to exert any energy. There was still a faint bitter medicinal taste in her mouth, and her throat was a little dry. She opened her eyes and looked at the top of the bed curtain in front of her, and she felt trance-like for a moment.
.
The sound of flipping through papers came to his ears. Si Ningchi turned around and saw the back of Zhao Zongheng sitting upright under the dim candlelight. He was sitting very formally with a stack of folds in his hand. Next to him, Wang Chengxiang was holding a
Stacked, nodding his head drowsily.
He didn't know what he saw, so he closed the folding book hard, and Wang Chengxiang was so frightened that he opened his eyes.
Zhao Zongheng held the folded book for a long time, and finally put it back on the table gently.
The way Si Ningchi was holding back a burst of anger but not letting it out made Si Ningchi burst into laughter.
"Are you awake?" Zhao Zongheng turned around after hearing this, raised his eyebrows and looked at Si Ningchi who was lying beside the bed with a smile. For some reason, his heart, which had been bored all day, suddenly softened.
"How can you still smile when you are so sick?" Zhao Zongheng stood up and walked over, looking at the woman who was smiling with her head raised. Her unpainted skin was fair and tender, her sleeves were lifted up, and her whole body was full of...
She looks a bit lazy and naive as she just woke up.
Zhao Zongheng sat down by the bed and reached out to touch her forehead: "Well, the fever is gone."
Si Ningchi closed his eyes, looked at him up and down and asked, "How long has the emperor been here?"
Zhao Zongheng stared at her without saying anything, and the smile in Si Ningchi's eyes became even brighter: "Did the emperor take care of my concubine here all day?"
"..." Zhao Zongheng turned away.
"That's right!" Wang Chengxiang said cheerfully: "In order to take care of the Queen, the Emperor brought all the papers to Fengwu Palace for review!"
Si Ningchi looked at the memorials scattered on the table, smiled widely, moved his body and took the initiative to lean towards Zhao Zongheng, looked at Zhao Zongheng with a somewhat delicate posture and smiled and said: "I am actually the concubine.
I wonder, the emperor loves me so much?"
Zhao Zongheng's expression was slightly stiff, and a sweet fragrance seemed to drift past the tip of his nose. The woman who looked up at him had a pretty face, her phoenix eyes were light and she had a seductive smile, and the close distance made him feel a little bit...
Unsuitable.
"You are the queen, and I should care about you." Zhao Zongheng said with a straight face and extremely calmly.
"Oh..." Si Ningchi blinked and said: "So, the emperor's care for his concubine is only because of his status as emperor and empress, not personal affection?"
"That's good, I will definitely be a good queen." Si Ningchi breathed a sigh of relief slowly, and smiled as if he had relaxed a little: "Since I have accepted the emperor's love today, if the emperor meets you in the future
For those who truly love each other, I am willing to give up my position as queen."
"..."
Zhao Zongheng was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Si Ningchi.
Si Ningchi said very briskly and casually: "I only hope that the emperor can let my concubines go free in the future."
"Before that, I will definitely do my duty and solve the emperor's problems." Si Ningchi thought that he was already very generous and considerate. You must know that there are so many concubines in the harem, but not all of them are good!<
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She is risking her life to become the queen, which is not easy!
Zhao Zongheng curled his fingers and moved: "I don't have a woman I like, and I won't have one."
Si Ningchi waved his hand: "It's not like now."
"Maybe there will be in the future!" Si Ningchi stretched out, looked at Zhao Zongheng with a smile and said: "The emperor is so handsome and outstanding, he will definitely find a lover."
"Oh."
"It's up to you." Zhao Zongheng stood up, straightened his sleeves and said, "Since the queen has nothing to do, she should take good care of her health."
Zhao Zongheng raised his hand to greet Wang Chengxiang, collected the discount and left.
Wang Chengxiang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His legs were so frightened that his legs were weak. His mind was filled with shock. Is the Empress sick and confused?
How dare you say such treacherous words to the emperor!
The strange thing is that the emperor didn't seem to react at all, he seemed to be convinced?
Wang Chengxiang hugged a pile of papers and hurriedly followed Zhao Zongheng out.
Zhao Zongheng was sitting on the dragon chariot, looking intently at the dark palace road in the distance. His face was as calm as ever, and his deep eyes were as calm as ever. Even if you were blinded, you wouldn't be able to see.
Not showing the slightest emotion of an emperor.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Xian has sent a list of girls who have entered the draft. Your Majesty, would you like to see it?" Wang Chengxiang was worried about something, but he didn't dare to ask for fear of offending the Emperor, so he turned to other things.
"Send it to the Queen." Zhao Zongheng said casually.
"Yes..." Wang Chengxiang just agreed.
"Wait a minute." Zhao Zongheng suddenly frowned and stopped, pursed his lips and said: "The Queen has not recovered from her illness, so there is no need to send her away."
"What?" Wang Chengxiang held the booklet with a confused look on his face.
"No need to read it, just leave it like this." Zhao Zongheng seemed to have no interest in reading it, so he waved his hand and decided directly.
It was quiet for a long time after the palace election. Si Ningchi had not received anyone while he was still ill, and the emperor had never even set foot in the harem, let alone summoned the new ladies who had entered the palace.
Even the position arrangement of the girls who entered the draft was decided with the help of Concubine Xian and Concubine Rong. When they reported it to the emperor and empress, they made the decision without even looking at it.
There are more than a dozen people, neither too many nor too few.
As early summer approaches, the weather gets hotter, and Si Ningchi’s illness is naturally almost healed.
Su Yongde was beaten and couldn't get out of bed for several days.
How can the queen be incompetent?
Shen Ting happened to be sent to Fengwu Palace at this time. After being trained in the eunuch's office, he was naturally sent to the queen.
"This servant pays my respects to the Queen." Shen Ting knelt in front of Si Ningchi. His figure seemed to be stronger, and he knelt very standardly in eunuch's clothes.
"It seems that the Director of Ceremonies is a place to raise people." Si Ningchi lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Ting and said, "Raise your head."
Shen Ting tensed his body and slowly raised his head. The scars on his face were deeper, ruining his handsome face. His eyebrows were high and seemed to be sharp, but his eyes were a little sinister. He raised his head and said: Looking at Si Ningchi, the hand he held was covered in sweat.
Si Ningchi withdrew his eyes, waved his hand casually and said: "Well, let's stay."
Shen Ting felt relieved and leaned forward to kowtow: "I thank the Queen for her grace."
Perhaps due to his birth defect, his voice is not shrill, but carries the magnetism unique to men. If he hadn't been wearing eunuch clothes, no one would have been able to tell that he was a eunuch.
"You will live here from now on." Su Yun took Shen Ting to his residence, smiled and pointed to the side and said: "Su Yongde lives next door to you. If you don't understand anything, just ask him. He was injured a few days ago. The board is still lying on the bed, you don’t have to disturb it for the next two days."