Wei Luo fell asleep for a whole day and night.
When I woke up the next day, my body had been washed and my clothes had been changed into clean pajamas. The morning light was slightly dew outside the window, and the sky was blue with crab shells, and it seemed that the sound of the palace servants walking was faintly heard. Wei Luo rolled her eyes, and a maid in the palace wearing a pink skirt was closing the window. Turning around and seeing her wake up, she hurriedly saluted, "Your Majesty, are you awake?"
Wei Luo didn't recognize her, she must be a maid serving in front of Zhaoyang Palace. She said, "What time is it?"
The palace maid said, "It's just past Mao." After closing the window, the hall was quiet, seeing that Wei Luo looked around and knew what she was looking for, so she explained, "His Royal Highness Prince Jing is guarding you. One night, I just heard that the empress is awake, so I went to have a look, and I think I will be back in a while. The little prince is sleeping in the side hall, and there is a nurse by his side to take care of him. If the princess wants to see the little prince, the servants will bring him over."
Wei Luo nodded, "Come and let me have a look." Since the baby was born, she only had time to take a look at it, and she hasn't had a good look at what the little watermelon looks like. Although he was a little ugly, but he was her son after all, and she didn't dislike him.
The palace maid stepped forward to help her up, put a large scarlet gold and silver silk pillow behind her, and said: "Is the princess hungry? You should eat something first."
Wei Luo shook her head, "Bring the child here first."
The maid could not disobey her words, so she got up and went to the side hall to pick up the child.
Little Watermelon was lying in a red swaddle embroidered with nasturtium patterns. She had just finished her milk, and she was still asleep, watching people with her eyes open. When the palace maid put it in Wei Luo's arms, Wei Luo let out a soft "Huh", it only took a day, and it didn't seem as ugly as when I saw it yesterday. Wei Luo touched his face with her fingers, it was soft and fleshy, such a small lump, it made her suffer enough yesterday.
Little Watermelon met her eyes, grinned, and let out a cry. No wonder Zhao Jie said that the child looks like her, the eyes are indeed carved out of the same mold as Wei Luo, they are black and bright, like a pool of crystal clear water. Wei Luo stroked his eyebrows, then touched his nose and mouth. The more he looked at it, the more strange it became. It turned out that this little guy had been in her stomach for ten months. Wei Luo said, "Little Watermelon, I'm your mother, remember?"
Little Watermelon blinked, looked at her in a daze for a while, opened her small mouth, wrinkled her nose and yawned.
Wei Luo thought it was funny, imitating Liang Yurong's way of hugging the child, and gently patted his back to lull him to sleep. After a while, the little guy fell asleep, curled up obediently in Wei Luo's arms with his eyes closed, and didn't cry at all.
The palace servant looked over curiously. When Xiao Shizi was taken away by the wet nurse yesterday, he cried so pitifully. Why didn't he cry once he was in the arms of the princess? Could it be that there is a tacit understanding between mother and child? The palace maid looked at it for a while, and persuaded: "Princess, you just woke up, so you shouldn't work too hard. The maid takes the little prince back, can you have something to eat?"
Wei Luo tucked the child's swaddling clothes, reluctant to let go, and said, "I'll watch for a while."
The palace maid couldn't persuade her, she retreated out of the house in embarrassment, and was going to send someone to pass on Prince Jing. As soon as he stepped out of the threshold, a sky-blue straight skirt with round flowers and dark patterns appeared in front of him, and when he looked up, it was King Jing Zhao Jie.
"Slaves see His Royal Highness Prince Jing."
Zhao Jie lifted his feet and walked into the hall, ignoring the servants, and went to the inner hall.
Wei Luo was sitting on the bed with the child in her arms, looking down at the little watermelon's appearance carefully, reaching out to stroke his eyelashes, like a little girl who has acquired a new gadget, and she can't put it down. When Zhao Jie saw this scene, he paused, and stood behind the eight rosewood screens painted with magpies on the branches, watching quietly. It was only after a while that Wei Luo still didn't notice him, and continued to tease the child in her arms, with a soft and sweet smile on her lips, that gentle and satisfied appearance, which she had never seen when facing Zhao Jie.
Zhao Jie had some taste.
"Cough." He put his hand to his lips and coughed softly.
Wei Luo raised her head, finally noticing his arrival.
As soon as Zhao Jie took a step, she raised her index finger to her lips and gave a soft "shh". "Keep down, Little Watermelon just fell asleep."
Zhao Jie: "..."
He had just had a son, so he forgot about his husband.
Sitting at the head of the bed, Zhao Jie glanced at his son who was sleeping soundly, and asked, "I heard from the maid that you woke up and haven't eaten yet? Why don't you eat? I sent someone to the kitchen to bring some meals, and you can eat some later."
Wei Luo's eyes were finally willing to move away from the little watermelon, and landed on Zhao Jie: "I'm not very hungry... I heard that you went to visit the queen mother, how is it? Is the queen okay?"
Zhao Jie nodded, took the child from her hand, and handed it to the maid at the side, "Bring him back to the side hall." Looking at Wei Luo again, although Wei Luo was full of reluctance, she didn't say anything. He said: "The queen mother is not injured, but her body is a little weak. The imperial doctor said that it will be fine after a few days of cultivation. But you, stay in Zhaoyang Palace these few days, take care of your body first, and we will return to Prince Jing's mansion in a few days. "
Wei Luo had just given birth, so it was inconvenient to move. Empress Chen is willing to give up Zhaoyang Palace to let her confine her, which shows her love for her. Wei Luo said, "Where does the empress live?" She can't make the empress have nowhere to go because of her.
Zhao Jie paused, "The Palace of Mental Cultivation."
The Hall of Mental Cultivation is the emperor's bedroom, and there is nothing wrong with Empress Chen living there. I'm afraid Emperor Chongzhen couldn't wish for it.
Wei Luo was silent for a moment, and then said "Oh" silently. She remembered the scene when Emperor Chongzhen broke into the scene of fire before she gave birth regardless of her life. I have to admit that Wei Luo was a little shocked. The emperor regards the empress as more important than his life. What kind of affection does he have for Empress Chen? Since he is so affectionate, why did he betray Empress Chen and only favor Concubine Ning? I don't know if Empress Chen will forgive him. Wei Luo couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking wildly and said, "Why did the Baohe Hall catch fire? Have you found out what happened?"
Zhao Jie said: "The maidservants and guards outside the door were dismissed by the queen mother. Although the guards who were secretly protecting were not found, the fire was burning too fast, and by the time they noticed it, it was already too late."
The implication is that Empress Chen wanted to die wholeheartedly, and planned all this alone, and had nothing to do with others.
Even so, Emperor Chongzhen still made up his mind to execute the maids and guards of Baohe Palace, which can be regarded as venting his anger.
Wei Luo leaned against the pillow, but didn't speak.
Fortunately, Empress Chen was rescued, and she was not buried in a sea of flames like in her previous life, and even the bones were not left for the emperor.
After a while, the palace maid walked into the hall carrying a tray with lacquered red sunflower patterns, put it on the mother-of-pearl square table at the head of the bed, saluted and then retreated. Zhao Jie picked up a bowl of Ganoderma lucidum pigeon soup, scooped up a spoonful, let it cool down, and put it near Wei Luo's mouth, "Here, take a sip."
Suckling pigeon meat helps wounds heal, and it will be better to drink soup. Wei Luo also wanted to get better soon, so she drank obediently. After finishing the soup, she ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables, all of which were fed to her by Zhao Jie himself. Wei Luo didn't feel embarrassed at all because she was a great hero. After eating, she lay comfortably on the bed, not daring to move, as her lower body would hurt if she moved.
After a while, her eyeballs rolled around, her petite appearance hesitated to speak, her fingers got into Zhao Jie's palm, and scratched his palm.
Zhao Jie smiled and asked, "What?"
Wei Luo whispered, "I think..."
Everyone is in a hurry, not to mention she never left the bed day and night. Zhao Jie clearly knew what she was referring to, but deliberately pretended not to know, and said softly, "What are you thinking?"
Wei Luo blushed and stared at him without saying a word, just staring at him like that.
When Zhao Jie finally had enough teasing, he smiled lowly, picked her up from the bed, and walked towards the clean room behind the inner hall.
When Zhao Jie put her on the barrel, he asked, "Do you need me to take off your pants?"
Wei Luo bit her lip and said, "No." Then she pushed him outside.
Zhao Jie didn't resist, and walked out of the screen to wait.
For the first three days, Wei Luo couldn't get out of bed, she ate and drank on the bed, and Zhao Jie even took care of Xiaojie and changing clothes. At first she was thin-skinned and embarrassed, and would blush after being teased by Zhao Jie. Now that he is numb, if Zhao Jie continues to tease her with nasty words, she will stare at him with moist almond eyes, or pinch the soft flesh on his waist, "Don't say it."
Recently, Empress Chen came to see her once or twice, so that she could confine her with peace of mind. Empress Chen was not in a good mood, she only said a few words, and asked the palace maid to hug little Zhao Xi. Only when she saw Zhao Xi did Empress Chen show a slight smile on her face.
After more than ten days of feeding, little Zhao Xi is no longer ugly. Not only that, the little guy showed beautiful facial features, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and rosy skin, like a crystal clear jade dumpling, very lovable. Zhao Xi loves to laugh, and is not afraid of strangers at all, if someone teases him, his "giggle" laughter can be heard far away, everyone in the palace, no matter the maids or nuns, like him.
Empress Chen regarded him as her heart and soul, and her eyes. That's right, after so many years of looking forward to it, it can be regarded as looking forward to a grandson, can it not hurt
It is reasonable to say that Zhao Jie should be very happy for such a pleasing Yutuanzi, but he is not in a good mood. Gein during this period of childhood, Wei Luo's attention was all on the little watermelon, and she had no time to take care of Zhao Jie. Sometimes Zhao Jie stood in front of her, and she couldn't see it for a long time, and she just cared about teasing the little watermelon.
Zhao Jie's face became more and more stinky every day.
On the day of Little Zhao Xi's full moon, Emperor Chongzhen held a full moon banquet in the palace, and invited hundreds of court officials, Chinese and military officials, and the scene was quite grand. Little Zhao Xi is still ignorant, she only knows how to snuggle into Wei Luo's arms, occupying Wei Luo's arms, blinking occasionally, sticking out her tongue, yawning, with rich and playful expressions.
Wei Luo hugged him and was reluctant to let go. After the banquet was over and they returned to Zhaoyang Hall, Wei Luo personally bathed little Zhao Xi, put him on the rosewood vine-faced arhat bed, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes carefully. Wei Luo's body is recovering well these days, perhaps because she got out of bed and walked around every day, her waist quickly lost weight, no different from that of a barren girl. The face is also sharp, and the skin is as fair and supple as ever. If Xiao Ximelon didn't look like her, I wouldn't have guessed that she had just given birth.
At this time, Wei Luo's eyelashes were drooping, and she was not very skillful in wrapping her in swaddling clothes. She was a small watermelon and dishonest. Fortunately, there is a heater in the house, so he won't be frozen.
Wei Luo was not angry at all, and nodded Zhao Xi's little nose helplessly, "Don't move, mother will be angry if you move again."
Zhao Xi fluttered her long eyelashes, looked at Wei Luo, and didn't move as if she understood her words.
Wei Luo quickly wrapped herself in swaddling clothes, bowed her head and kissed Zhao Xi's forehead, and praised, "You're so good."
On the side, Zhao Jie sneered.
When Wei Luo looked up, seeing Zhao Jie's face stretched so long, she couldn't help being taken aback, "What's wrong with you?"
Zhao Jie said: "I see that the queen also likes him very much, why not give him to the queen to raise him."
Wei Luo immediately opened her eyes, and subconsciously said, "No." Her child, she couldn't even hurt herself, how could she be willing to hand it over to others
Zhao Jie looked at her silently, with a very ugly expression.
Wei Luo finally noticed something, put Zhao Xi on Luohan's bed, and sat down on the knees facing Zhao Jie, "Are you unhappy?"
Zhao Jie lowered his eyes and glanced at her. After a while, he said, "Say it yourself, how long have you been ignoring me?"
Uh. Wei Luo pinched her fingers in embarrassment, and finally understood the reason why his expression was so stinky. But she didn't neglect him, she just liked the little watermelon too much... What mother doesn't like her son? Wei Luo felt a little wronged, but it was hard to show it, so Zhao Jie needed comfort more than she did. She said: "I didn't neglect you. You are so much older than Little Watermelon. You can take care of yourself, but Little Watermelon can't. I have to take care of him all the time. Besides, I don't like children. I like this because of you." Son, you said this yourself. Don’t you like Little Watermelon now? Do you even eat his vinegar?”
Zhao Jie was expressionless, with "I'm jealous" written brightly on his face.
Wei Luo understood how narrow-minded men are. She took Zhao Jie's arm and looked up at him: "Then, why don't you give him to the queen mother? Little Watermelon is my son, and I want to raise it myself."
Zhao Jie turned his black eyes and landed on Wei Luo.
Wei Luo was so scared by him that he almost called out "good brother" to beg him. He finally moved, raised his hand, tapped his cheek, and said in a low and pleasant voice, "Kiss me."
It turned out that he had noticed the scene of Wei Luo kissing Zhao Xi just now. Wei Luo pursed her lips, thinking that she hadn't kissed him before, so she put her arms around his neck very sincerely, and her small mouth "baji" was printed on Zhao Jie's cheek. In order to please him, after Wei Luo finished kissing his cheek, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips slowly moved to Zhao Jie's lips, she stretched out her tongue to lick, and then pried open his teeth.
Wei Luo raised her eyes and took a sneak peek at Zhao Jie, only to see Zhao Jie was looking down at her, his eyes were dark and calm.
Wei Luo closed her eyes, and her heart rushed into his mouth. Because of the meaning of flattery, the kiss was very lingering.
In the next moment, Zhao Jie turned over and overwhelmed her, regained the initiative, and captured the city in her mouth.
…
After a long time, Zhao Jie finally let go of Wei Luo, put his face against her cheek, rubbed his ears and temples, and said in a low voice: "In the future, you must not only love Xiao Xigua alone."
Wei Luo's tongue was numb from being sucked by him, her eyes sparkled, and she gasped lightly.
Zhao Jie bit her ear, and said: "It hurts me too."
Wei Luo blushed and nodded slowly.
A month later, Wei Luo and Zhao Jie moved out of Zhaoyang Palace and brought little Zhao Xi back to Prince Jing's mansion.
After the family of three left, Zhaoyang Hall suddenly became colder.
Empress Chen moved back to Zhaoyang Palace. Emperor Chongzhen had no reason to keep her. He lived under the same roof with her these days. Although he didn't talk often, it was better than living alone with him. Now Empress Chen left without hesitation, he felt that the huge Hall of Mental Cultivation was very empty, and he was not used to it.
Four or five days later, Empress Chen took the initiative to come to the imperial study to look for him, which flattered Emperor Chongzhen.
In order to save the queen from being injured, Zhao Zhiqing spent these days in bed, and the injury has mostly healed. Afterwards, he didn't bring up the matter again, and Empress Chen also kept silent. The two of them had a tacit understanding not to talk about it, as if it never happened. Zhao Zhiqing knew that she was deceiving herself and others, but she still didn't dare to speak out, for fear that they would not be able to maintain the peace on the surface.
Empress Chen stood in front of the red sandalwood case, looked at the emperor who was sitting on the dragon chair, and was wearing a purple gold dragon robe with auspicious cloud pattern, and said, "I have something to ask Your Majesty to agree to."
Emperor Chongzhen looked at her with a bad premonition, and said for a long time: "Queen, please tell me."
Empress Chen must have made up her mind, so she said unhurriedly: "The concubine wants to move into Shan'an Temple to live in Shan'an Temple and take her hair to practice. I implore Your Majesty to agree."
Emperor Chongzhen tightened his hand holding the memorial, and looked at her fixedly.
Shan'an Temple is a temple repaired by the royal family. It is located outside the imperial palace, not far away, about a quarter of an hour away. The palace will only organize concubines to go there when they burn incense and worship Buddha during festivals and festivals. Now Empress Chen has offered to live there, and she still leads her hair to practice. Emperor Chongzhen didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Empress Chen stood quietly below and waited for him to nod.
For a long time, Emperor Chongzhen's hand holding the memorial tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened, his voice was hoarse and weak, "Wanwan, do I really have no chance at all?"
Empress Chen lowered her eyes, looked at the red sandalwood table in front of the emperor, and said in a steady voice, "Has Your Majesty agreed?"
Emperor Chongzhen walked out from behind the Qiaotou table, and stopped in front of Empress Chen, two steps away, but it seemed to be separated by the ends of the earth. He answered irrelevantly: "Did you set the fire in Baohe Hall?"
Empress Chen was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."
"Why did you do that?" Emperor Chongzhen looked at her, and finally asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time, "Are you really so desperate for me?"
Empress Chen thought for a while, and said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to say that. Your Majesty saved the concubine, and the concubine is very grateful. It's just that there is no need to stay in this palace. If the concubine stays here, it will only be a crime." More confused." She raised her eyes and looked at the man opposite, after many years, the appearance of the two became strange, and there was no trace of the original. "Your Majesty, you don't need to make up for me. I have let go of what happened back then. You are an emperor, and you shoulder heavy responsibilities. Naturally, you have to shoulder more than others. It is reasonable to do so. It's just that I have a small mind and I still can't see it."
Emperor Chongzhen looked at her quietly, and smiled bitterly, "You still don't forgive me."
If she was really relieved, why would she not want to face him? Do you have to go to Shan'an Temple in Laoshizi? He disagrees, never agrees.
Empress Chen paused, but did not make a sound.
Zhao Zhiqing couldn't help holding her hand, her voice was low, with a hint of pleading: "Wanwan, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have neglected you like that back then, and I shouldn't have suppressed the Chen family behind your back. Don't leave me What? I will make up for you. I will not go anywhere in the future. I will dismiss the harem and only concentrate on being with you. After I abdicate, we will travel around. Didn’t you say that you like the scenery of Wu County the most? Settle down there, as long as you are happy, we will never return to Shengjing City for the rest of our lives."
Empress Chen looked at Zhao Zhiqing, for a long time, she withdrew calmly. "It's too late for your Majesty to say this." She said, perhaps thinking of something, her eyes lost their focus for a moment, and then she said with some regret: "When I wanted to hear what you said, you were in Ning's bedroom, the palace. Everyone said that you favored Ning Shi, and even granted her many privileges. At that time, Liu Li had just recovered her life, and I wanted to investigate the real culprit thoroughly. I don’t want anything, so please take these words back. The concubine just wants to live a quiet life now, and please grant your majesty this only long-cherished wish.”
Emperor Chongzhen's body froze, and his mood fell to the bottom because of Empress Chen's words, and he fell into a state of bewilderment.
She is quiet, but what about him? Who will accompany him through this long and lonely second half of his life in the future
Emperor Chongzhen's voice choked up, "Wanwan... I don't want grace."
Empress Chen was startled, and then said with a cold face: "The concubine has to lead the cultivation in Zhaoyang Palace, please don't blame your Majesty."
The imperial study room was quiet, not a single sound could be heard outside. Eunuch Chu stood outside the mullion door with his whisk in his arms, looking at the blue sky over the Forbidden City, and thought to himself that it would be great if the Empress could reconcile with His Majesty, but His Majesty has been ignoring His Majesty these days, and His Majesty even ate less .
Emperor Chongzhen raised his hands to cover his eyes, and slapped his face down fiercely, his eyes were red, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I promise you."
Empress Chen narrowed her eyes and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
After Empress Chen left, Emperor Chongzhen sat in the imperial study for a long time, as if his whole body was taken away. When Eunuch Chu saw this scene when he went in to deliver tea, he was terrified, put down the small lid bell and called out: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"
Emperor Chongzhen came back to his senses and looked around. Empress Chen had already left. He sighed and said in a sad tone, "Eunuch Chu."
Duke Chu said: "The servant is here."
Emperor Chongzhen closed his eyes and said, "My heart...is so uncomfortable."
Prince Jing's Mansion.
Wei Luo realized that the child had changed too much, but in just three months, little Zhao Xi had changed from a wrinkled little monkey to a milk doll carved with jade. Wei Luo spends half a day playing with him every day. The little guy likes Wei Luo the most. Whenever he sees Wei Luo, he giggles and stretches out his short lotus arms to be hugged by Wei Luo. Wei Luo's heart melted at the sight, this little guy was not like Zhao Jie, but more like Wei Luo's temperament when he was a child, he loved to laugh, clingy, and a little mischievous. Wei Luo thought about it, that's fine, Zhao Jie's temper is very weird, it may not be a good thing for a son to be like him.
As for the remaining half a day... Naturally, I want to accompany a certain big man.
How old is Zhao Jie, and he is jealous of his own son. Wei Luo scolded him in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it on her face, she had to obediently cater to him. Gein, whenever Wei Luo showed that he cared more about his son, Zhao Jie's face darkened, and at night he would torment her vigorously.
How dare Wei Luo ignore him.
This day, Wei Luo held a rattle drum and shook it in front of the little watermelon. The two red strings tied to the side of the drum kept hitting the drum surface after playing, making a "ding dong ding dong" sound. Little Watermelon's big black eyes followed the rattle, and she kept laughing, reaching out to grab the rattle in Wei Luo's hand. Wei Luo wiped away the drool around his mouth with a juan handkerchief, "Look at you, drooling again. Little watermelon, are you dirty?"
Little Zhao Xi couldn't understand her words, she just wanted a rattle.
Wei Luo didn't give it to him, but deliberately took it farther away, and turned again in mid-air, with the sound of drums. "Do you want to?"
Little Zhao Xi was so anxious that she stretched out her hand babbling, but her fleshy arm was too short to reach it no matter what.
Wei Luo didn't play for too long, and quickly handed the rattle to him. Little Zhao Xi happily holds it in his hand, his hand is too small to hold it, let alone how to play it, the only way to express his love is to put it in his mouth and chew it. After a while, the drum surface was soaked by his wet saliva, and he was still unconscious, staring at Wei Luo with big watery eyes, opened his mouth and screamed.
Wei Luo took the rattle out of his hand, wiped the drool on his chin again, and frowned, "Oh, why are you so greedy? You can't eat this, it's dirty." She scratched. Little Zhao Xi's nose.
Little Zhao Xi didn't know why, so she didn't make a fuss. She rolled her eyes and looked behind Wei Luo.
Wei Luo sensed something and turned around to look. Zhao Jie had just returned from the outside, and the cold wind was blowing outside. When he came in, he was covered with cold air. He didn't go directly to Wei Luo and Zhao Xi. He went to the side of the stove to warm his hands first. He walked over and said, "Why, the watermelon is disobedient?"
Wei Luo shook her head and said no, she took off the fox-fur cape for Zhao Jie, and asked, "Have you entered the palace? How is Your Majesty?"
Zhao Jie said flatly: "It's not good, I couldn't even get out of bed yesterday."
Wei Luo heard the words, but said nothing.
Ever since Empress Chen moved to Shan'an Temple two months ago, Emperor Chongzhen has been ill for a while, medicine and stones are ineffective, a person who was healthy suddenly collapsed without even a single sign. For a while, the imperial physicians took turns to diagnose and treat the emperor, but nothing worked. The emperor has not listened to the government for more than half a month now, and appointed Zhao Jie as the supervisor of the country to handle the government affairs on his behalf. Therefore, Zhao Jie has been busy with government affairs recently, often leaving early and returning late, and he hasn't been with Wei Luo properly for a long time.
Zhao Jie held Wei Luo's hand, frowned and said, "Why are your hands so cold?"
Wei Luo said, "It's too cold. I just went out and swept some plum blossom snow. I can make tea next year."
Zhao Jie felt sorry for her: "In the days to come, let the servants do it, what if I freeze myself?"
Wei Luo said, "These things are interesting only if you do them yourself, and it's meaningless to do them for others."
Zhao Jie didn't want her to argue about this, so he ordered two more charcoal basins to be added to the room, and sat on the couch with Wei Luo in his arms, wrapping her hands to warm her hands. Zhao Jie's hands were wide and big, tightly wrapping Wei Luo, and quickly warmed her hands.
It was rare for Zhao Jie to come back for dinner today. After the meal, the wet nurse carried little Zhao Xi back to the side room, Zhao Jie and Wei Luo washed up, and lay down on the canopy bed made of nanmu wood. Zhao Jie stretched out his hand, put his chest against Wei Luo's back, put his chin on her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Ah Luo."
Wei Luo dozed off a little, and said "Yes".
Zhao Jie was silent for a moment, as if deliberating for a long time: "I may not come back tomorrow, you and Xi'er stay in the palace well and don't go anywhere."
Wei Luo opened her eyes, pulled herself together and said, "Why don't you come back? Where are you going?"
Zhao Jie hugged her tighter, but his tone was very casual, "The political affairs have been a bit busy these two days, and my father has not recovered from his illness, so I have to stay in the palace to deal with political affairs. After finishing these matters, I will come back to accompany you. You and Xi'er."
Wei Luo turned over and slipped her soft and fragrant body into his arms, muttering, "Then you should deal with it quickly, and don't get too tired." After she finished speaking, she added, "You haven't been there for a long time. Stay with me, I miss you a little."
Zhao Jie was deeply moved, he lowered his head and kissed the top of Wei Luo's head, "Okay, I will be with you every day from now on."
Wei Luo gave a soft "um" and soon fell asleep.
Zhao Jie backed away a little, brushing away the loose black hair on Wei Luo's cheeks, revealing her fair little face. Zhao Jie stroked her cheeks carefully, from the eyebrows to the nose, and then from the nose to the mouth, he couldn't bear to let go of every part. After touching enough, he said softly: "Wait for me to come back."
Zhao Jie left before dawn the next day. He always left so early these days, Wei Luo didn't take it to heart, she just washed up as usual, had a meal, and then went to play with little Zhao Xi.
At noon, Wei Luo was sitting on the porch with little Zhao Xi in her arms. It was cold outside. Wei Luo wrapped little Zhao Xi tightly, only revealing a pair of dark eyes. It was clearly noon, but the north side seemed to be on fire. The clouds were orange-red, and half of the sky turned red against the background.
Wei Luo looked at it for a while, and felt that it was too cold here, so she carried little Zhao Xi back to the house.
The little guy was fine one moment, but suddenly burst into tears the next moment, and couldn't be coaxed. He grabbed Wei Luo's lapel and cried heartbrokenly, which made Wei Luo feel very distressed. The nurse at the side said: "I think the little prince is hungry, let the slaves feed him."
Wei Luo thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "I'll do it, you step back."
Since the birth of little Zhao Xi, Wei Luo fed him only a handful of times, because Wei Luo didn't have much milk, and most of it was eaten by Zhao Jie, so little Zhao Xi didn't get much at all. It just so happened that Zhao Jie didn't come home often these few days, so Wei Luo accumulated some milk and fed it to little Zhao Xi. The little guy was really hungry, so he sucked Wei Luo's nipples and started eating without crying or fussing, he just ate with great relish.
Wei Luo wiped away the teardrops on his eyelashes with her fingers, and said with a smile, "Look at your talent, you cry when you can't eat..."
The little guy whined twice and continued to drink milk.
After Wei Luo finished feeding her milk, little Zhao Xi fell asleep. Wei Luo carried him back to the cradle in the side room next door, coaxed him into a sound sleep, and then walked out of the room. Bai Lan walked in from the outside, with a strange expression on her face, she hesitated to speak, "Your Majesty..."
Wei Luo asked, "What's wrong?"
Bai Lan and Wei Luo entered the room, and said strangely: "The slave girl just went out to buy things, and saw many guards standing outside the gate of the palace, not only the main gate, but even the corner gate and several side gates have guard handles. What do you think is going on? Huh? Is the law and order in the city not peaceful recently?"
Wei Luo paused, turned around and asked, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"
Bai Lan nodded affirmatively, "Your Majesty, do you suspect that this servant is dazzled? The servant really sees it for real. There are guards inside and outside the palace."
Wei Luo pursed her lips, remembering what Zhao Jie said to her last night. She thought he was just explaining normally, after all Zhao Jie didn't say anything, but looking at it now, it was not as simple as she thought. What exactly is Zhao Jie going to do? Why not tell her? Is he in danger
Wei Luo spent the whole afternoon restless, and when little Zhao Xi woke up, Wei Luo hugged him and coaxed him.
Fortunately, the little guy was very obedient, he played by himself when he was full, occasionally glanced at Wei Luo, blinked his big black and watery eyes, and muttered something that others could not understand.
In the evening, Bai Lan went out again and brought back a shocking news.
The fifth prince and Prince Rui rebelled together! The two led all the troops in their hands, broke into the palace from Xuanwu Gate, and forced the palace to ask Emperor Chongzhen to abdicate!
Wei Luo was drinking tea when she heard that she was unsteady and the tea in her hand spilled onto her hands. She subconsciously asked: "Where is Zhao Jie?"
Bai Lan said: "I heard that His Royal Highness King Jing is guarding the Hanyuan Hall, and the servants don't know the specific situation." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Wei Luo, who was pale, and said, "Your Majesty, the lord probably doesn't want you to worry. I didn't tell you. When you see so many guards in the mansion, you know how much the prince cares about you."
Wei Luo also knew this, what should be concerned at this moment is not whether Zhao Jie told her, but his current safety. The fifth prince and Prince Rui must have come prepared for their plan to instigate rebellion. Can Zhao Jie resist it? Emperor Chongzhen was ill again, so he probably couldn't help much, Wei Luo was very worried about Zhao Jie.
Wei Luo sat absent-mindedly for a while, then walked back and forth around the house, and looked up, it was still dark.
She didn't know what was going on in the palace, she wanted to ask Bai Lan to inquire about it, but the palace was tightly protected, Bai Lan went out too frequently, and was stopped by the guards at the door.
All Wei Luo could do was wait.
She barely closed her eyes that night, as soon as she closed her eyes, she saw the picture of Zhao Jie sitting on horseback with a long sword in his hand. She was afraid of seeing him in an accident, so she sat on the couch next to the bed all night until the sky gradually revealed a touch of blue and white, and the night was finally over.
Wei Luo jumped off the bed, washed her face in a hurry, and went out.
Seeing this, Jin Lu and Bai Lan hurriedly stopped her: "Your Majesty, where are you going?"
Wei Luo said, "I'll go and ask what's going on in the palace."
Jin Lu and Bai Lan couldn't stop her, so they had to take a fox fur cloak and put it on her, and went out with her. As soon as Naihe reached the gate, he was stopped by two guards in black and blue shirts. The guard said: "See the princess. The prince has an order. It's dangerous outside. The princess and the little prince can't take a step out of the palace. Let the princess go back."
Wei Luo didn't go back, but looked at the guard and said, "Tell me, how is the prince doing now? Where is he?"
The guard's expression remained unchanged, and said: "Reporting to the princess, I don't know. The duty of the subordinate is to protect the safety of the princess."
Wei Luo remained motionless, looking north from the door, the palace was exceptionally quiet, and she didn't know what was going on.
She bit her lower lip, made up her mind in an instant, pushed away the long swords of the guards on both sides, and said, "Get out of the way!"
She couldn't just wait, she wanted to know about Zhao Jie's situation.
The guards didn't dare to hurt her, so they quickly took away their long swords and let her walk out of the palace with a flash of effort.
The guards wanted to chase after him, but they didn't take a few steps. When they saw a large group of people approaching in front of them, they stopped immediately.
Wei Luo stood at the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion, looking at the people on horseback from afar.
Soon one person and one horse stopped in front of Wei Luo, and there was a trace of blood in the wind. Zhao Jie got off his horse and was wearing bright light armor. Before he had time to change into his regular clothes, the saber on his waist had just cut off a person's head, which was stained with blood. Zhao Jie looked at Wei Luo in front of him, first glanced coldly at the guards behind him, then looked at Wei Luo, his tone softened obviously: "Why did you come out? Didn't you tell you to stay in the palace?"
Wei Luo pursed her lips and blamed, "Who told you not to explain clearly! Is it interesting to hide such a big matter from me?"
Zhao Jie bent his lips and said, "I don't want you to worry."
If he is so unclear, she will only worry more! Wei Luo was angry in her heart, but seeing that he was intact, she breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but threw herself into his arms.
Zhao Jie subconsciously took half a step back and said, "I'm dirty."
Wei Luo didn't care, and hugged his waist tightly, feeling the warmth of his body through the bright light armor. She said angrily: "If you do this again next time, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life."
Zhao Jie laughed helplessly, silently brushing her hair, "Well, I will tell you what happens in the future."
So all the subordinates looked at their cold-blooded prince hugging his princess in public, with a gentle and loving expression, completely different from the ruthless decision that cut off Prince Rui's head with a sword just now. Zhao Jie let Wei Luo hug him for a long time without moving. When Wei Luo's anger dissipated, she raised her head and saw so many soldiers standing behind him, she immediately blushed, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Zhao Jie smiled lowly, turned to one of them and said, "Yu Zhi, take everyone back to Shenji Camp and wait for my king's orders."
Yu Zhi should be right, leading all the soldiers back to Shenji Camp.
Wei Luo took Zhao Jie's hand, turned around and walked back quickly, "Come with me."
She hasn't settled accounts with him yet.
This time the fifth prince and Prince Rui forced the palace, Prince Rui was killed on the spot by Zhao Jie, and the fifth prince Zhao Zhang was also imprisoned in the sky prison, demoted to common people, and exiled for two thousand miles. The family members of Prince Rui were also condemned. The men were exiled and the women were sold as slaves. King Rui's son, Zhao Jue, was exhausted and died on the road due to unbearable toil during his exile. It is said that when he died, he didn't even have a decent tombstone, so he was thrown in the wilderness.
Only then did Wei Luo know that it was a fake that Emperor Chongzhen was seriously ill a while ago, it was just to draw out the ambitions of Prince Rui and Zhao Zhang.
Zhao Jie knew the truth clearly, but he didn't reveal a word to Wei Luo.
In this way, Wei Luo was really angry for a while.
After forcing the palace this time, Emperor Chongzhen passed the throne to Zhao Jie because of his poor health.
All civil and military officials witnessed the scene of Zhao Jie's rebellion, and no one objected. After negotiating the auspicious days of the auspicious day, the officials began to urge the new emperor to ascend the throne.
Zhao Jie was not in a hurry, and allowed Emperor Chongzhen to sit on the throne for more than two months, while he took Wei Luo and little Zhao Xi to the south of the Yangtze River to have fun. Because Zhao Jie had promised Wei Luo that he would accompany her well when he handled the government affairs well, and he stayed with her for two months, which made Emperor Chongzhen and the officials very anxious.
Emperor Chongzhen was anxious because he was going to Shan'an Temple to find Chen Rufu, and the officials were anxious because Emperor Chongzhen did not go to court early, and no one was handling government affairs. The memorials are almost piled up like a mountain!
After finally bringing Zhao Jie back from the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, Emperor Chongzhen officially announced his abdication. Zhao Jie was wearing the emperor's uniform and a twelve-pronged crown on his head. He sat on a gold seat embossed with dragon patterns. Facing the worship of civil and military officials, his face was calm.
After Zhao Jie spoke a few words with the officials, he hurriedly left the Golden Hall and returned to the Wushuang Hall in the harem.
This Peerless Palace was specially ordered by Zhao Jie to be built for Wei Luo before they went to the south of the Yangtze River. The former Zhaoyang Hall is still reserved for Empress Chen, and this Wushuang Hall is closer to Zhao Jie's bedroom. Of course, Zhao Jie might only stay here in the future.
The Wushuang Hall was somewhat similar to Prince Jing's Mansion in its furnishings, all arranged according to Wei Luo's preferences. There was a huge flower room at the back of the hall, which contained precious flower seeds that Zhao Jie ordered people to find from various places. Next to the flower room was a swing. Opposite the swing is a grape flower stand, which can not only enjoy the shade in summer, but also eat fresh grapes at any time. Wei Luo naturally liked it, so she walked around the backyard with little Zhao Xi in her arms, and asked, "Little Watermelon, do you like it?"
Zhao Xi opened his short lotus arms, and babbled at the swing, apparently he fell in love with it.
Wei Luo carried him there to play for a while. When Zhao Jie came back, he happened to see Wei Luo sitting on the swing, holding the small, jade-like Zhao Xi in his arms, swinging slowly.
Wei Luo lowered her eyes and looked at little Zhao Xi, maybe because she was having fun, the little guy bent his eyes and smiled happily. Infected by his smile, Wei Luo also bent her almond eyes and scratched his little nose. There were two similar faces, one big and one small, Zhao Jie stood not far away and looked at them quietly, his lips curled up at some point.
Wei Luo could always bring him satisfaction, a feeling that he couldn't feel even if he was on the throne.
Zhao Jie stepped forward and asked, "Do you like this place?"
Wei Luo looked up at him, and nodded with a smile: "I like it. Little Watermelon is also very fond of it." Finally, she thought of something and asked, "Aren't you going to see civil and military officials today? Why did you come back so early?"
Zhao Jie stopped in front of her, leaned over, touched her forehead lightly, and said, "Come back and accompany my wife."
Wei Luo pursed her lips and cast an angry look at him, "Being an emperor is still not serious."
Zhao Jie gave a low smile, leaned into her ear and said, "Seriousness is for outsiders to see, but for Ah Luo, I don't need to be serious."
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Another year of spring benefits, swallows and birds return to their nests, spring is warm and flowers are blooming.
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