"I will participate in everything the queen does."
Afterwards, after Luo Changan was put back on the bed again, she covered herself with the quilt. Although the couple did not need to avoid it, after all, she was not a child, and he had such a noble status, but he insisted on treating her like that. She
She was really embarrassed to face him and taught him to wait on the sickbed. She was terrified, but he seemed willing to try to do everything for her.
Di Qianao pulled the quilt off her face and saw her lowered eyes and flushed cheeks, but her eyes were darkened. He knew that she had just had a miscarriage, but he still couldn't help but miss her in his heart, and he didn't know what to do to her.
After so many years of being accustomed to being patient, he hugged her gently, lowered his head and captured her lips, tasting them gently as if to comfort her.
Luo Changan felt the tension in his body, and perhaps she had just touched him a little. He only kissed her softly, and gently caressed her lower abdomen with his palm, without any other intrusion.
She understood that he was comforting her, but she didn't want to have contact with him anymore, and felt a lot of inexplicable repulsion in her heart.
After the miscarriage, she could not accept or even reject intimacy with men. Her biological instinct to protect her and the emperor's pity and comfort made her unable to tolerate it. She turned her face away and whispered: "I don't want to be kissed anymore."
Di Qianao felt extremely uncomfortable, and her heart was filled with pain immediately. His soothing kisses and touches would probably also make her resist, because Yan Feng's blood was flowing in her body. Although she didn't know it, she hated Yan Feng in her heart, but
I just swallowed everything for him, "No more kissing. Go to sleep."
The two of them fell into freezing point.
After Luo Changan fell asleep, Di Qianao came to the top of the dragon bed, sat on the eaves, and wiped away the fog from his eyes with his hands.
Cangmiao also came to the roof with a pot of wine and two glasses, and sat next to Di Qian'ao. He had a broken hand, so he poured the wine with one hand and handed it to Di Qian'ao, "I know you are not satisfied.
Come and toast you. I personally drove my mother away, my daughter-in-law had another miscarriage and blamed you, and I have to deal with a lot of state affairs and reorganize the court. You must be exhausted."
Di Qianao took the drink and drank it all in one gulp. He glanced at his broken wrist and said, "Both of us are not satisfied with each other."
Cangmiao looked at her broken wrist like a self-mockery, and said with a smile: "Obviously you are the emperor, and you could sit in the three palaces and six courtyards and enjoy the blessings of the whole family, but you are just a lover. It's a pity that you have this status. You don't care if you can live.
Do you have to be more reckless?"
Di Qian looked at him proudly, "How did you break your wrist?"
Cangmiao was defeated by the general, drank a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "I kissed Qiu Yan, and she broke her wrist."
Emperor Qian proudly nodded, "You have a promising future."
Cangmiao coughed slightly, "Can you teach me how to make a woman happy? The books I read before seem to have no actual reference value."
Di Qianao narrowed his eyes and smiled bitterly: "Do you think I did a good job? How do you think I came to the roof and she rejected me? I... don't know how to make a woman happy. If you need to make a woman's heart
Death, I do have some experience."
Cangmiao: "..."
Both of them were silent for a long time. Cangmiao coughed lightly and said softly: "Can you order Tong Han to be killed?"
Di Qianao: "..."
"I thought you were omnipotent just because you look down on the world. It turns out that you still have to be reasonable and not kill loyal ministers." Cangmiao shrugged and joked, "If you can't kill them, forget it."
"If you like it, pursue it. Don't work towards making me a foolish king." Di Qianao frowned.
Cangmiao swallowed the spicy wine and said, "Her father asked her to get married. It's too late to pursue her now."
***
The next morning.
When Luo Changan woke up, Di Qianao was lying beside the bed in his clothes, taking care of her all night. He seemed to have just fallen asleep, with a look of exhaustion on his face. She took a thin quilt to cover him.
Di Qianao woke up with the slightest movement, looked at her with concern and asked, "Is she feeling better? Does your lower abdomen still hurt?"
"It's much better than when it fell yesterday." Luo Changan said sensibly: "It's getting late, go to court quickly."
"It's time for the meeting today." Di Qianao said, picking up the porridge he had just made and blowing it gently.
When Luo Chang'an heard the word "Go to court", the pressure in her heart immediately came. Her shoulders were thin, and she was overwhelmed by his words. "Go to court is really scary," and he hurriedly said: "Don't go to court, if the Queen Mother knows about it.
.....”
"You are not allowed to interfere in politics in the harem. Don't dissuade the Queen." Di Qianao said lightly, "Your health is the most important thing right now, and nothing else is important. I have been working diligently for seventeen or eight years through hardships, and I want to be willful for my wife."
"Emperor..."
"Don't worry, my anger is still lingering, no one will come up to me."
"Yeah." Luo Changan suppressed his words, leaned on the pillow, and asked Aunt Mei to wash her mouth and wash herself.
Aunt Mei whispered: "The emperor was worried that our clumsy hands could not take care of the empress, so he took care of the little confinement himself. The porridge, food and soup were all made by the emperor himself."
Luo Changan curled the corners of his mouth, but didn't react much. Every time the sweetness was so painful, it became less sweet. It wasn't that he didn't know he was good to her, but her heart was insensitive for some reason.
Di Qian'ao fed her porridge and stayed with her from morning to night. The memorials in the court were all dealt with after she rested in the bedroom.
None of the ministers in the court said anything. The emperor had been in politics for seventeen years, and everyone knew his style. If he suddenly quit the court, he might be attracting some attention. All the ministers remained silent without any disturbance, for fear of being caught.
Little braid, the emperor has done enough to change the court recently.
Luo Changan said softly: "Have everyone at the palace come back? Is there anything unusual at the Queen Mother's side?"
"Keep it in peace." Di Qianao chuckled, "Not to mention the disappointing things."
It is easier to recover from miscarriage than from the symptoms of childbirth, just like Yue Xin who suffered from unbearable abdominal pain. Under Di Qianao's careful care for ten days, Luo Changan regained some of his complexion and could get out of bed and walk around freely.
Emperor Qianao resumed his early dynasty. As soon as he resumed his duties, he dismissed the former governor of southern Xinjiang on the spot for serious corruption. His ruling methods became more ruthless and harsh, causing the entire court to become even more silent.
Luo Changan hadn't bathed for several days. She felt lighter today and the blood stains had been drained cleanly. She planned to wash it off.
"Aunt Mei, please teach me to send Jin He to the Imperial Academy." Luo Changan removed the hairpin, spread out his long hair, and gently combed his hair with a wooden comb. Aunt Mei finally told Luo Changan that the Queen Mother was under house arrest by the emperor.
After hearing about the incident in the Imperial Tomb Courtyard that day and the emperor's anger and the empress dowager's chills, Luo Changan's heart was immediately shrouded in uneasiness, "You take care of Jinfeng, I'll take a bath."
Aunt Mei said: "The emperor has just returned to the throne today, and you are in better health. The floor beside Huaqing Pool is slippery. If you are dizzy and fall, why don't you teach your wet nurse to look at Jinfeng, and I will wait for you to take a bath. Your body is too delicate, as if the wind
It fell down as soon as it blew. The emperor has ordered that I will not teach you to act alone in the future."
Luo Changan stood up and took two clean clothes. "It's okay. It's nothing. I've used all the medicine and everything is fine."
At this time, Emperor Qian Ao returned to the palace and saw Luo Changan's black satin-like hair draped over his shoulders, which made his face even more beautiful. He held Luo Changan's wrist and asked softly: "But do you want to take a bath?
"
Luo Changan looked at him and nodded, "Aunt Mei, why don't you give Jinfeng to the emperor, and you can accompany me."
Aunt Mei laughed. She was afraid that the emperor was afraid. Just now he clearly refused to let me accompany him. When the emperor asked, he wanted me to accompany him, but would it be my turn?
"I just remembered that Jinfeng should have a snack, and I have to go out. The child is hungry." Aunt Mei hugged Jinfeng and greeted the emperor. The emperor touched his little son's cheek, and then Aunt Mei took the second prince out.
.
Di Qianao frowned and focused his gaze on Luo Changan, "Are you clean?"
Luo Changan lowered his head and said nothing, his back stiffened because of his words.
Di Qianao touched her head and said with a smile: "Idiot, Cangmiao told me to cleanse myself before bathing, otherwise it will harm my body. I can't ask? I'm thinking too far."
Luo Changan then said generously: "It's clean."
Di Qian proudly nodded, "The floor beside the pool is slippery. If you fall, you'll be in trouble. I'll wash it for you."
Luo Changan couldn't avoid it and sighed: "Okay..."
This tone was too guarding against him.
Di Qian'ao smiled bitterly and carried her into Huaqing Pool, and helped her wash her body carefully. When he moved her legs, she tensed up, fearful and wary of him.
However, his movements were always gentle, and he simply helped her clean her body. Under the calm appearance, his heart was already manic, his skin was like gelatin, and his tentacles were warm and smooth. However, knowing that she was afraid of him, he did not say a word and did not even move.
Possibly alienated.
Luo Changan relaxed later. After washing, he wrapped her in a large bath towel, carried her back to the bedroom, and laid her on the couch.
She wrapped the bath towel tighter and resisted subconsciously, but it aroused his desire to conquer. He immediately pushed her on the couch, put his arm on her side and was careful not to crush her, and asked warmly: "
You've been avoiding me for more than ten days, what's your plan in your mind, and you won't touch me after you take care of yourself?"
Luo Changan suffocated all of a sudden. After being bullied by him, she realized that he had been patient for a long time, but she was not ready to accept him in. She had only had a miscarriage for ten days.
Furthermore, the old lady was alone in the cold imperial mausoleum, without even a maid by her side. She really couldn't do anything to make love with the emperor. The ethics and education since she was a child did not allow her to do this. Her conscience was uneasy, and she was criticized morally. She
The emperor could not be reduced to an unfilial person. She did not want her as a wife and daughter-in-law to appear ridiculous.
And she couldn't get over the pain of miscarriage for a while, and she couldn't be generous enough to forgive the Queen Mother.
She was so embarrassed.
She needs some quiet time alone.
"Emperor, I am not well yet, so it is inconvenient for me to sleep with you. I...I want to go back to Changchun Palace to rest for a while. I hope you will allow me."
"Separate with me?" Di Qian'ao didn't know what she was thinking, but he still smiled warmly, "How long do you plan to separate, or do you want to live in separate places from now on? Let's talk about it, three days, five days, three years, five years?"