Yan Li stroked the clothes on his body, as if it was a golden jade dress.
When Rong Changan and Chuntao met, they looked at each other and felt that Yan Li was a little stunned.
"Okay, your majesty, stop admiring it. Empress Rong already knows that you value this dress very much. Your majesty, do you want to make a lacquered wooden box in the future, and put this dress in the box to make it immortal?"
Chuntao covered her mouth and giggled.
Yan Li was very embarrassed when he heard this: "The queen's things, I naturally cherish them very much." Yan Li thought of the food box he saw, "Queen, what do you eat in the palace every day?"
Rong Changan didn't understand why Yan Li suddenly asked this question, and he was angry at him for locking her in Fengming Palace, and said angrily, "I'm a common man, what good food can I eat! It's just steamed buns with pickles..."
Before Rong Changan could finish speaking, Yan Li frowned: "Could it be that the empress likes to eat cold steamed buns?"
Rong Changan suddenly understood. If she told the truth, Yan Li would definitely blame those two maids, they were innocent. No matter how much she hated Ziyan, she couldn't hurt the two of them.
"Your Majesty, when I was young, I liked to eat hard steamed buns, and I also liked to eat pickles. I lived in the military camp for many years, and my food was almost the same as that of soldiers. So, instead of giving me delicacies from mountains and seas, you might as well give me steamed buns and pickles."
Rong Changan saw Yan Li's words trembling, his lips turned purple, and his eyes showed distress: "Chuntao, go and bring the emperor a bowl of hot water, so that the emperor can go to the cold."
Chuntao said "yes", and brought a bowl of hot water after a while.
Rong Changan blew, his red lips lightly touched the rim of the bowl, he took a sip, felt that it was not too hot, so he handed it to Yan Li.
"Your Majesty, after drinking this bowl of hot water, you won't be so cold!"
Yan Li took it with both hands, and took a sip after another, watching him drink like a bowl of fragrant yokan.
Rong Changan and Chuntao laughed again.
"Drink slowly!" Rong Changan's eyes flashed with concern.
Yan Li drank the boiled water, feeling much better than the daily royal meal. As he drank, Yan Li's eyes were unavoidably moist.
"Queen, don't you blame me for abolishing you and locking you in this deserted palace?"
Rong Chang'an smiled in relief: "How could I not blame the emperor! I, Rong Chang'an, have not been detached to the point where I don't care about anything. However, since you entered Fengming Palace and asked me for that dress, I felt that That resentment dissipated. I don't know why myself."
Yan Li asked further: "Are you really not angry?"
Rong Chang'an looked at Yan Li: "Why, the emperor doesn't believe me? Since you knew me, how have I ever told a lie."
It would be great if Rong Changan was no longer angry.
"Queen, if you can really forgive me, I need your help with something now."
Rong Changan asked: "What is it?"
Yan Li's face became solemn, and there was a cloud of darkness between his brows.
"Now Pan Meichen is aggressive and is about to come to the capital. So I think..."
Before Yan Li finished speaking, Rong Changan continued: "Do you want me to lead troops out?"
There was a hint of joy in Yan Li's eyes: "Exactly! Since the queen is no longer angry with me, can you agree to my request and lead the army?"
Rong Changan smiled, turned around and walked a few steps: "Your Majesty, if you are only angry with you, I will be there whenever you are called. But now it is not just a matter between you and me, but all the ministers in the court don't like me. I was imprisoned in Fengming Palace, half thanks to them. When they learned that I was under house arrest, they all cheered and wished that I would die of illness in Fengming Palace. If I regained control of the military and held power, wouldn’t they be panicked? How can you agree with the emperor to let me lead the army?"
But now the situation is different! The conflict between the minister and Rong Chang'an has turned into a conflict between Da Jingguo and Pan Meichen.
If Pan Meichen is allowed to enter the capital, they will not gain much. Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, the minister was willing to invite Rong Changan to go out.
"Queen, you don't have to worry about the ministers, they have already agreed to let you lead the army!"
Seeing the excitement on Yan Li's face, Rong Chang'an seemed a little puzzled.
"They really agree with me leading troops?"
"It's absolutely true! How could I lie to you!"
Rong Changan lowered his head and pondered, but still found it impossible. She raised her bright eyes and looked at Yan Li sharply.
"My lord, has something happened?"
Yan Li was stunned for a moment: Rong Changan is really smart, he easily guessed what happened!
If Song Qiang and Wang Qi hadn't lost the battle, the ministers would not have come to beg Chang'an.
"No... nothing happened! Why does the queen think so?"
Yan Li's evasive eyes showed that he was deliberately hiding something.
"Your Majesty, you must be hiding something from me. Tell me, what is it?"
Yan Li lowered his head, with a pained and sad expression on his face.
The strangeness on his face was all seen by Rong Changan. The two were silent for a while.
"Your Majesty, did Pan Meichen go all the way south without any opponent, and he has already reached the north gate?"
The most serious thing that Rong Changan could think of was Pan Meichen's soldiers approaching the city. She must never have imagined that there were worse things.
She really never dreamed that Song Qiang would die in battle, and the northern and southern armies were completely wiped out.
Yan Li gritted his teeth, lifted his head and sighed, looking into the distance.
Rong Changan frowned, and there was a trace of melancholy in his eyes.
"The emperor has something on his mind, but it's okay to say it. If you hide it like this, I won't be at ease. I can't eat well, and I can't sleep well."
"If I say so, don't get excited, Empress." Before Yan Li could say anything, hot tears were already streaming from the corners of his eyes.
Rong Changan had a storm in his mind, and couldn't think of anything that could make Yan Li so sad. Her heart couldn't help feeling uneasy.
"Your Majesty, tell me!"
Yan Li adjusted his mood: "Song Qiang...he was shot...by random arrows during the battle with Pan Meichen!"
how so! Rong Changan couldn't believe what he heard.
"No... no way. Song Qiang is a very tough man. Taking the head of an enemy army out of ten thousand people is like picking something out of a bag. Even if Pan Meichen is very powerful, he will definitely not be able to take Song Qiang's life."
Yan Li understood Rong Changan's psychology. When he heard what Lin Hai said just now, he didn't believe that everything was true!
"Song Qiang's head is now outside Fengming Palace, contained in a lacquered wooden box. It was Pan Meichen who deliberately asked someone to send it here to show off."
"no, I can not!"
Rong Changan felt dizzy and almost fainted.
"Your Majesty, where do you think Song Qiang's head is?"
Yan Li was very worried about Rong Changan: "It's just outside the door, the queen, don't get excited..."