Drunken Exquisiteness

Chapter 128: Yichuan Minghui Guangliuzhu

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In Hanguang Palace, several court ladies knelt one after the other and held the Nine Zhai Phoenix Crowns, Chai Tin Bare Clothes, Gold Silk Embroidered Real Red Xia Pei, Beizi, Zhongdan and other crowns and clothes around them, and a female official in charge of ceremonies played the report in detail A few days later, the ritual schedule of the final ceremony will be written.

The rustling of the complicated clothes, mixed with jade pendants and pendants from time to time, echoed quietly in the depths of the bedroom. Bi Yao and two maids were helping Qing Chen to straighten the cloud-patterned robes behind the crown, "Ma'am, It fits right."

Qing Chen gently raised his hand to signal the female officer beside him to stop, then turned around and asked, "How long?"

The female officer replied: "Go back to your mother, the whole ceremony lasts three hours."

Qing Chen frowned slightly, "So long?"

The female officer said respectfully: "This time is the canon written by the emperor, so the time is extra long."

Qing Chen nodded slightly: "Understood, you guys go down."

When the lady in charge of the ceremonies left, a maid came in and said, "Your Majesty, the emperor will send a meal to Hanguang Palace tonight."

Qing Chen responded, and Bi Yao couldn't help being pleasantly surprised, and asked, "Madam, the few new palace dresses sent by the Shangyi Supervisor yesterday were very thoughtful. The one with the Qianhong base is very good, It looks energetic, but I remember that there is a lilac color embroidered magnolia flower, which is both luxurious and elegant, how about I let them all take a look?"

Qing Chen was only wearing an apricot-colored soft silk jacket at this time, "No need, I'm a little cold, give me that cloak."

Bi Yao turned back and took the shawl and put it on her shoulders. She was dressed in a cloudy color, her shoulders were slashed, thin and thin, and Qing Chen casually leaned on the phoenix couch, without the slightest intention of getting up to dress and change clothes.

Bi Yao couldn't help urging her: "The emperor will be here in a while, won't your empress change?"

Qing Chen raised his eyes and responded, "Is he here to see the clothes?"

Baguio said in a daze, "Of course not."

Qing Chen closed his eyes again.

Bi Yao couldn't help being anxious for her, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, it's been a few days, and now the Emperor clearly wants to reconcile first, you just accept it."

Qing Chen closed her eyes and said nothing, that day she went out to return to the palace, before she entered Shangjiufang, she met Wei Changzheng and others with the Xuanjia Army looking for her. The guarding navy dispatched the Huben warships, and the Chuyan River was in a state of war readiness. After returning to the palace, Ye Tianling's face was ashen, furious, and he didn't listen to a word of explanation, and immediately ordered Mingzhi and the guards who accompanied Qing Chen out of the palace to hold twenty army sticks each. Qing Chen tried his best to stop him, but he ignored him coldly. There was a sound of staff hitting in front of the hall, and blood flew everywhere. Qing Chen hated him so much that he went back to the palace in a rage, and hadn't spoken a word to Ye Tianling for several days. Ye Tianling didn't come to Hanguang Palace to sleep every day as usual, and coupled with the many court affairs, the two really seemed to be separated like this, only watching Bi Yao and the others secretly worried.

Seeing Qing Chen's stubbornness, Bi Yao persuaded in a low voice: "The Inner Court Secretary has already made the proposal to select a concubine. After all, the Emperor is the Son of Heaven. How can you do this?"

Qing Chen caught a bit of wind and cold on the river that night, and has been uncomfortable for the past few days. Just now I was tossed by those crown clothes for a long time, now I feel weak all over, after hearing this, I can't help but feel even more bored, I closed my eyes and said: "I'll sleep for a while, call me when the emperor comes."

Seeing that she was very sleepy and knowing her temper well, Baguio couldn't say anything more, so he had to carefully close the flower window and exit quietly.

After Baguio left, Qing Chen couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning, so he simply got up and sat there with his cloak wrapped around him. Her face was reflected in the bronze mirror in front of her, she looked down aimlessly at Yunbo spread out at her feet, but the fine lines were blurred in her eyes from time to time. She raised her hand to support her forehead, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in the bronze mirror, who appeared there at some unknown time, standing not far behind her.

The blue shirt was light, she couldn't see the look on his face clearly, but she could feel his deep eyes, quietly looking at her in the mirror.

The ever-lit palace lantern in the sleeping hall jumped slightly, Qing Chen sighed softly, and stood up. Unexpectedly, her eyes suddenly went dark, and she hastily stretched out her hand to support the mirror case, but unexpectedly, she was pressing on the opened dowry. There was a chaotic sound of jade, and the emerald ring of the phoenix hairpin flew to the ground, Ye Tianling had already stepped forward to support her. Baguio and the others were alarmed by the sound of things falling to the ground, and hurried in, only to see the ground was in a state of distress, and the emperor was holding the queen's hand with an angry expression on his face.

The palace attendant who came after him knelt on the ground, not knowing what happened, and no one dared to speak. Only Baguio shouted tremblingly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Qing Chen was dizzy for a while, seeing Baguio and the others looking at them in fear, he said slowly: "It's fine here, let's all go down."

Bi Yao's heart was in a state of agitation, it looked like the two of them were really arguing, but she was afraid that it would be counterproductive to persuade her rashly, so she boldly said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is not feeling well, you..."

Qing Chen's eyes swept this way lightly, Bi Yao didn't dare to say any more, there was nothing he could do, so he had to lead everyone out of the hall temporarily.

Qing Chen sat down with Ye Tianling's support, Ye Tianling said displeased: "Why don't you announce your doctor if you feel uncomfortable, who are you playing with?"

Qing Chen's eyes darkened, and he had no intention of arguing with him, and only said: "It's just that I'm tired from standing for a long time trying on the crown clothes, these Fengguan Xiapei don't seem to suit me."

Hearing what she said, Ye Tianling's face darkened slightly, and the anger in his heart for the past few days could not help being aroused, and it was faintly about to explode.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and the hall was unusually quiet for a while.

Qing Chen leaned on the phoenix couch and closed his eyes tiredly. She was trying to keep her spirits up at first, but now she felt a tightness in her chest and couldn't help coughing frequently. Suddenly one hand covered his forehead, and then Ye Tianling's sullen voice said: "Call the imperial doctor!"

Qing Chen himself knew the symptoms, and when he wanted to say that the imperial doctor was not needed, he saw Ye Tianling's expression was stern, and he was really unable to argue any further, so he let the imperial doctor come to ask for pulse and prescribe the medicine. After a while, the maids brought ginger soup first. .

She never liked the taste of ginger soup, but under Ye Tianling's glaring gaze, she picked it up and drank it all in one gulp, threw the jade cup back on the plate, turned around and lay down quietly. The footsteps of the maids disappeared one after another outside the hall, and the surrounding area seemed extraordinarily deserted, but Qing Chen was covered with a thin quilt, "Why, why did you lose your temper with me after doing such a bold thing behind my back?" Ye Tian Ling spoke in a low voice, quite displeased.

Qing Chen didn't regret that he was upset by going out of the city that night, and said: "If I did something wrong, you can punish me, why do you take it out on them? Besides, I have already returned, and the 400,000 troops entered the city safely. make a mistake?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Tianling frowned fiercely, stretched out his hand and pulled her up from the couch to face him, and said angrily: "What if you don't come back! I, Ye Tianling, have been fighting with iron and blood for more than ten years, and have leveled mountains and rivers for thousands of miles What can a mere 400,000 troops do to me? You need to go out of the imperial capital at night and take risks alone! Are you afraid that I will lose this round, or that he will die under my sword?"

His voice was almost stern, his eyes were stern and cold, forcing people to fall into an ice cellar, Qing Chen blurted out: "I'm really afraid, I'm afraid that any of you will become the second eleven again!"

Ye Tianling's face froze suddenly, veins appeared on his forehead, but the sharpness in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

After saying this, Qing Chen was also stunned for a moment, then turned his head and lowered his eyes, full of sadness: "The five people who fought side by side with you in the killing field back then, now only him and Twelve are left. You If you really believe in me, you shouldn’t annoy me. Although I am acting boldly, I have also thought it through. Not only are you and him safe and sound, but nearly a million soldiers don’t have to kill each other. Are these risks not worth it?”

Ye Tianling hugged her fiercely, his eyes darkened: "If I didn't believe in you, I would have ordered the army to put down the rebellion that night. Although I believe that you are sure to retreat, but if you really make a mistake, In the imperial capital, there is more than just a river of blood! But what does that help? Could there be another miracle, and let me meet Ning Wenqing or Feng Qingchen after thousands of years?"

He is domineering and doesn't give anyone a chance to breathe. Every word and every sentence is like a cluster of hot flames, burning people's hearts warm and painful. Qing Chen has always been as good as he is in his words, but now he can't speak, he just clutches his clothes tightly, touching his heartbeat in his hands, he is really angry.

Qing Chen was stunned, and only heard him say again: "The throne of the country is just a game. How can I trade your safety for it, and how can I allow others to covet you? If I can't even protect my wife , what world are you talking about!"

Qing Chen's heart was already softened, but his face was unconvinced, and his jaw slightly raised: "Since I am your wife, am I still afraid of this little risk? If I can't even protect myself, why should I be your wife? "

Ye Tianling was stunned, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, angry and resentful: "If you are my wife, you have to listen to me. If you dare to make your own claims behind my back, I..."

He paused here, Qing Chen raised his eyebrows and asked, "How are you?"

Ye Tianling saw that her eyes were full of darkness, full of tenderness and warmth, looking at him so close to her eyes, forced to surround and entangle her full of anger, turning every inch of her into helplessness. Finally he let out a long sigh and hugged her into his arms: "Why did God send you such a woman!"

Qing Chen rested his head on his shoulder, and said quietly: "Since I make you so dissatisfied with this woman, they have prepared all the beautiful women in the world for you to choose from. There must always be someone who is considerate."

Ye Tianling was startled slightly, turned her body and asked, "What?"

Qing Chen raised his eyes lightly, and looked at him: "The Inner Court has drawn up the criteria for selecting concubines. Among the six palaces, one empress, four concubines, and nine concubines, there are nine Jieyu, nine beauties, and nine talents. , twenty-seven people from Baolin, twenty-seven imperial maids, and twenty-seven female adopters. There are four female officials in charge of ceremonies in each of the six bureaus under the eighth rank, twenty-eight in the division, twenty-eight in the Dian, and four in charge of the ceremony. Twenty-eight people, and the number of other non-ranked female officials is uncertain."

Ye Tianling frowned when he heard it: "When did it happen, why don't I know?"

Qing Chen said: "The proposal was sent to Zhiyuan Hall two days ago, didn't you see it?"

Ye Tianling laughed: "I didn't notice, those memorials on court affairs are not enough for me to read, how can I have time to read these."

Qing Chen saw the tired look in his eyes, and he must have not slept for several nights, and couldn't bear to argue with him about these things, so he just hugged him quietly. Ye Tianling stroked her long hair that draped over her shoulders. After a long time, she suddenly smiled: "Tomorrow, I ordered the Inner Court Secretary to rectify the palace, lest they have nothing to do."

Qing Chen smiled and said nothing, and leaned into his arms, the warm masculine breath enveloped him faintly, like a peaceful paradise in the stormy sea. She has already said what should be said, and there is no need to repeat it. He never made any promises to her, but he knew what she wanted, he would do some things, and he would protect her, she knew. A wave of tiredness overwhelmed her, she closed her eyes, lingered in the familiar embrace, and didn't think about anything anymore.

Ye Tianling didn't expect that Qing Chen would just snuggle up here and sleep, quite helplessly, he gently reached out to stroke her face, but at this moment there was only love and pity in his heart.

Angry at her and hating her, but don't you know why she is willing to take such risks? She has never been his weakness, she is his confidant, his companion through thick and thin, who accompany him all the way and for the rest of his life. He just looked down at the person in his arms, silently. Once the indifference of the past few days was uncovered, it turned out that her shadow was already in my heart, and I couldn't get enough of seeing her in my whole life. No matter Sangong Liuyuan, Jiao'e Fendai, or her frown and smile.

With her in this world, he has only her in his eyes, and without her in this world, he has nothing.

After a while, Qing Chen was sleeping soundly, and Yan Xi begged to see him outside the hall. Ye Tianling didn't speak, but just motioned for him to come in.

When Yan Xi arrived at the bed, he was afraid of alarming Qing Chen, so he lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, King Zhan has been here for nearly two hours to see Lady Yin."

Ye Tianling frowned, Shen Sheng only said one sentence: "Let him go back."

After Ye Tianling ascended the throne, he added the title of Empress Dowager Empress Dowager, and concubine Lian as Empress Dowager Hehui. Among the concubines of the Emperor of Heaven, except Concubine Su Shu, who was promoted to be the empress dowager, they were all sent to live in Qianmin Temple according to the law. Although Empress Yin is the empress of the main palace, she has not been honored. Now that she has moved to Qingquan Palace, her status is quite embarrassing. After King Zhan returned to Beijing, he visited his mother several times, but they were not allowed. Seeing the emperor's face, Yan Xi knew that it would be useless to talk too much, and was about to retreat, but Qing Chen woke up when he heard a voice, "Yan Xi, slow down!" on."

Yan Xi bowed and stopped: "Ma'am."

Qing Chen lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, smiled at Ye Tianling, stepped down from the couch barefoot, stood in front of the desk and wrote a few words, then turned around and told Yan Xi: "Bring it to King Zhan."

Yan Xi looked at Ye Tianling hesitantly, Ye Tianling lifted his chin lightly, he took the paper, exited Hanguang Palace, and when he entered the side hall of Zhiyuan Hall, he saw King Zhan standing in front of the window with his hands behind his back. The afternoon sun fell on him through the window, making the five-clawed cloud dragon on the prince's uniform look like flying, holding his hands firmly behind his back, and his elegant face was calm. He calmly looked at the luxuriant vegetation and the clear water flowing in the royal garden, as if he had been standing like this since Yan Xi left, without moving at all.

Hearing footsteps, Ye Tianzhan looked back, Yan Xi stepped forward and said: "My lord, the emperor is now in Hanguang Palace, I'm afraid he won't be back for a while."

Before he raised his head, he felt a sharp gaze falling in front of him, and King Zhan's gentle voice sounded like ice silk: "This king is waiting here."

Yan Xi raised his eyes and saw that King Zhan had already looked out of the window again, with only a tall and straight figure in front of him. He presented the paper and said: "This is from the empress to the prince, please have a look at it."

Ye Tianzhan turned around unexpectedly, took the paper and unfolded it, with only four words written on it: Treat me like my mother.

The clear ink and black light turned into a trace of shock in his eyes. Although he has never seen Empress Yin, he also knows that Empress Yin has not been entrusted with the title of Jin in terms of her title, and all food and clothing expenses remain the same as the previous empress's, without any change. Since Qing Chen was there, he wasn't worried that his mother would be wronged, and he couldn't rush this matter. He pondered for a long time, a very light sigh escaped from his lips, he didn't say anything, but finally turned around and walked away from Zhiyuan Hall.

After Yan Xi left, Ye Tianling didn't ask Qing Chen what he had written just now, and he didn't get up. He sat on his knees for a while, and then slowly stood up, only moving, and secretly took a breath of air.

Seeing his expression, Qing Chen understood what was going on, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and let your blood flow."

While stretching his shoulders, Ye Tianling turned his head, and suddenly smiled lightly, his deep eyes full of playfulness.

Qing Chen blushed a little, lowered his head and glanced at him from under his eyelashes, and finally couldn't help asking, "Is it better?"

Ye Tianling's blood flowed all over his body for a week, and the tingling feeling gradually subsided, he smiled and raised his voice to order: "Come on, hold the lamp!"

Immediately, two rows of maidservants in scarlet robes filed in, each holding a sapphire-wrapped gold lamp, walking lightly, lighting up the lamps in the sleeping hall one by one.

Ye Tianling turned back in front of Qing Chen, and stretched out his hand to try her forehead: "Do you want to sleep a little longer? Keep your spirits up these days, and when the ceremony is finished, everyone in the world will be watching you."

Qing Chen was sweating while sleeping. Although he relaxed a little, he was still weak and weak. He leaned back on the phoenix couch and asked, "Why is there a grand ceremony suddenly held? tortured to death."

Ye Tianling caressed her slender eyebrows with his fingertips, and said with a light smile, "I want to tell the world that you are my wife."

Qing Chen asked with a leisurely smile: "Could it be that I'm not your wife without the final ceremony?"

Ye Tianling said, "It's different."

Qing Chen said softly: "Why is it different? Whether you are Ye Tianling, the prince, or the emperor, to me, you are just my husband, just such a person, they are all the same."

Ye Tianling lay beside her, with one hand behind her head, looking out into the distance: "Qing'er, as long as it is mine in this world, it is yours, and as long as I can give it to you, I will give it to you. My wife, I don't want her to have any grievances or regrets."

Qing Chen rested his palms on his hands, his long hair hung down on the side of his face, following the movement of her tilting her head and smiling, there was a slight fragrance of Lan Ruo. He stretched out his hand through the ink-colored curtain, as if entering a mysterious dream, her beauty is everywhere and there is nowhere to hide.

Qing Chen shook hands with his ten fingers, put them on his cheeks, and said with a smile: "It's enough for me to know how you treat me, and you don't have to let others know. Fourth brother, you asked them to cancel the post-book ceremony Well, you have already given me what I want, and I don’t care about it. This time, the grand ceremony cost nearly 100,000 taels of domestic silver and labor, but it was just a show for the people of the world. Now that the war in northern Xinjiang is over, Everything is waiting to be done, the stability of the Western Regions, and the governance of the South River are all waiting for the money from the treasury. It is better to let me have a leisurely day to deal with those etiquette mentally."

Ye Tianling was silent for a moment, "If you insist on not wanting it, I will follow you. I read their memorabilia today, and those rituals are indeed too cumbersome, and I want to ask your opinion. It is too hot outside, and you are not feeling well. , I'm also afraid that you won't be able to bear it."

Qing Chen said softly, contentedly: "So much grace from the Holy Grace."

Ye Tianling lowered his eyes to look at her, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Forget it." He raised his arms to hug Qing Chen. Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Qing Chen seemed to be fascinated by something, so he couldn't help asking: "Fourth brother, what do you want?" What are you thinking?"

Ye Tianling turned to look at her. At this time, his eyes were shining brightly, and the previous fatigue had long since disappeared. "Qing'er, do you know how many things I want to do?" Cheng Quan: "The career of an emperor does not lie in the glory of the moment when he holds the kingship, but in the prosperity of the world, the prosperity of the country and the strength of the people. Give me ten years, and I will not let you or my subjects down, and even my opponents will not let me down." You will be proud to be my enemy."

Qing Chen seems to have seen the flying sand in the desert in the past, the moment when he looked down on the heroes before thousands of troops, he was cold to all living beings, and he was ambitious. This man conquered her and also conquered the world, and she conquered this man and went to the world hand in hand with him.

"Fourth brother, there are mountains at the end of a mountain. The peaks are high and the roads are dangerous. It's a beautiful scenery. I can't help but want to go climbing and sightseeing!"

Ye Tianling held her in his arms, and said with a long laugh: "Today, there is an emperor like me in the heaven, and a queen like you, who will surely be passed down through the ages and admired by all ages. You and I will be happy in this life!"

Qing Chen hugged his neck with a smile, his dimples were like flowers, and his breath was like orchids. Ye Tianling stared at her for a moment, then turned over and kissed her soft red lips. Qing Chen's eyes were lightly closed, and she reached into his clothes playfully, her fingertips were soft and soft, lingering along his back, sliding all the way down.

Ye Tianling's breathing gradually became short of breath, and he said in a low voice, "Qing'er." Qing Chen responded vaguely, with the warm fragrance of nephrite, snowy skin and condensed jade, and the lingering fragrance like Lanzhi, which is tempting to palpitate. The temperature between her skin burned with the caress of his palm, but he suddenly buried his head on her neck and sighed angrily, propped himself up and sat on the edge of the couch, with his back to her.

Qing Chen was very strange, hooked his waist and leaned over, looking at him questioningly.

Ye Tianling blindfolded her, and took a deep breath: "Your body is still hot, lie down properly."

Qing Chen was taken aback, then smiled and rubbed into his arms, Ye Tianling hugged her tightly, his voice hoarse: "Don't make trouble, if you can't fall asleep, just watch the memorial with me. Si Weiyun's handbook is today It’s here, take a look too, there are a few suggestions that are very good.”

After hearing what he said, Qing Chen stopped making trouble with him. Ye Tianling ordered someone to go to the Zhiyuan Hall to fetch the memorial here, and passed the dinner. After eating, he sat in front of the desk and focused on the unfinished government affairs, while Qing Chen leaned nearby and read Si Weiyun's manuscript carefully.

The two of them chatted a few words from time to time, unknowingly that the night was entering the middle of the night, the shadows of the palace lanterns were long, and the room was quiet. Occasionally, they raised their eyes unintentionally, met their eyes, and smiled knowingly.