The queen's coming-of-age ceremony process is cumbersome and complicated, and it takes a whole day to worship the heavens and ancestors.
The male family members of the harem do not need to go out of the palace to go to the imperial mausoleum and the Temple of Heaven, but open a sacrificial field in the front hall of the imperial palace. Ann, the queen can give birth to a royal heir as soon as possible, extending the royal bloodline.
The processes on both sides are carried out at the same time without interfering with each other. The royal relatives and some important officials followed the queen to the altar, while some royal family members and high-ranking husbands came to the palace to follow Fengjun and bow down. In the evening, the queen came back from the palace and held a grand dinner, and the coming-of-age ceremony was over.
As long as the empress and Feng Jun reconcile yin and yang tonight, it can prove that the empress has completely become a woman.
"That's Saburo from the Liu family, I don't remember him looking like this before."
The queen hasn't returned from offering sacrifices to her ancestors, and the palace is full of male relatives.
The sacrificial ceremony was complicated and complicated, not to mention these appointed husbands, for a long time, even Yan Chu, the emperor's official husband, had to kneel and worship.
At this moment, the most important part of the sacrificial speech is being carried out. The ritual officer is reciting the sacrificial speech in a steady and loud tone. Everyone is kneeling obediently. It must have been kneeling for more than half an hour until now, but look at the ceremony official. There is still more than half of the thick pile of sacrificial words in his hand.
Because there were so many sacrificial speeches, a total of ten ceremony officials took turns to recite the sacrificial speeches. Even so, after several rounds, everyone's voices became a little hoarse.
No one listened carefully to what was said in the sacrificial speech, it was all prayer words anyway, many husbands who were close to each other whispered whispers, otherwise they would have been kneeling like this, and they would have died of exhaustion.
"You're talking about Hui Qing, right? I can't see clearly from a distance, but it seems that my skin color is darker than before when I didn't enter the palace."
The man quietly raised his head to glance at the altar, then quickly lowered his head and whispered.
In fact, it’s not that dark. After all, makeup is still on for such an occasion. It’s just that the spirit of the whole person makes people feel different from before. He remembers that the young master of the Liu family is so delicate, but now he kneels down. After more than half an hour, the other party's back is still straight, and his spirit is still in good spirits. Look at those eyes, how bright they are.
"I think it's not just Huiqing, the complexion of other concubines looks better than before."
The people talking in this section are old married couples, most of them are married couples, even granddaughters and grandchildren are already in their arms. Their vision of people is naturally not in harmony with those young girls nowadays.
The world prefers delicate and pure brothers, but those who are real clan husbands may not be able to see such a man as their son-in-law.
First of all, the body is delicate, which means that the body is not strong enough. How can such a brother serve their daughter well and let the daughter conceive an heir as soon as possible.
Secondly, the position of Zongfu is very important, he must be able to bear the burden of the whole family, and can manage the backyard tightly when the wife is busy with government affairs. In the eyes of these elders, such a brother who is too beautiful will only be hooked. The girl at home has no intention of political career.
The most important thing about a good brother's facial features is his family background and character. A good appearance is at best a icing on the cake, not a standard for them to choose a husband for their daughter.
Before Liu Lin and Zhang Ruyi entered the palace, they were also on the list of husbands selected by these husbands for the girls at home. Zhang Ruyi's ranking was relatively high, almost everyone in the capital praised the son of Siquan, Jia Madam chooses, but Liu Lin is not so good. He pays too much attention to his appearance. Everyone knows that the son of the Liu family is just a bag of embroidered pillows. He wanted to send him to the palace.
In the end, it was indeed a success. Both those who were optimistic and those who were not optimistic in the noble circles of the two capitals entered the queen's harem, and they were all conferred the title of second-rank minister.
The empress's harem is the most well-mannered and the least well-behaved. Ordinary people expect their husbands to be virtuous and virtuous, and their side husbands and servants can be charming and attractive, but the palace is different. To be favored and to have their own heirs as soon as possible, is the most important.
So everyone is waiting to see whether the west wind prevails over the east wind or the east wind over the west wind between Zhang Ruyi and Liu Lin. It is said that there is still a handicap in the underground casino. Before the start of the next draft, which of these two can win the queen first lucky.
Same as the previous attitude in the palace, some dignitaries in the capital also saw Yan Chu's appearance when he followed his biological mother Yan Beitian to Beijing to report on his duties, especially when he was named Fengjun, it was spread all over the country. Rumors that he seems to have no salt and is as strong as a bear, no one thinks he can be favored.
In the eyes of these husbands, they don't like Yan Chu who is too strong and loses his masculine arrogance, and they don't like Liu Lin who is too coquettish and can't bear the responsibility of being a husband. In comparison, Zhang Ruyi is more Get the favor of these fateful husbands.
But these are just the thoughts of those husbands who have no intention of sending their sons into the palace, those who covet the position of Lord Feng, and the group of monarchs and concubines on the altar, they all look down on them.
Counting it, it has been more than half a year since this group of concubines entered the palace, and it was almost a year ago since they last saw Liu Lin. At that time, he was not the Queen's Hui Qing, and he would often go with his father. All the houses are guests.
I didn't expect to see him for such a long time, and the arrogance on his body was washed away a lot. Although he didn't conform to the previous public aesthetics, he changed from a delicate beauty to a bright posture, and his whole temperament was completely different.
"My poor Lin'er."
Liu Lin's father thought completely differently from everyone present. He looked at his darkened and fat son and felt that he had been greatly persecuted in the palace, and the person who persecuted his son was the current Fengjun.
He covered his chest to prevent other people from seeing his sad expression, all blame him, Jiang Lin'er gave birth to such a beauty, Feng Jun must have deliberately tortured his son because he was ugly, it must be like this.
Zhang Ruyi's biological father was relatively calmer, he lowered his head, remembering the letters his son had sent by the hidden pile before, now that the empress wants to use the Yan family again, she must lift that ugly husband high.
Yi'er's current grievances are only temporary, and when the Yan family is no longer useful, the empress will definitely regard today's memory as a stain on her life.
How could a person as proud as the empress leave behind Yan Chu, who had witnessed her showing weakness and was unbearable to remember? By then, it would be his brother's day of success.
Now I can only bear it.
Father Zhang looked at his son distressedly, thinking that he should send someone to find some famous doctors, prepare a good plaster and send it to the palace. His son's skin that is as good as snow can't be ruined.
*****
"His Majesty."
After the ancestor worship, the queen's ceremonial car rushed to the palace in a mighty manner. Now the weather is getting warmer. Because of the ancestor worship, the queen has to wear layers of full clothes, even though there are three ice buckets in the carriage. Still hot.
Jiang Liu had just ordered to prepare a bowl of ice for the queen, crushed ice that had been smashed into sand, poured a layer of jam made from fresh fruit on top, and spread the peeled and seeded grapes, braving the slightest chill, look It looks very attractive.
In midsummer, ice bowls are Feng Zhao's favorite thing. Unfortunately, the imperial doctor said that cold things are harmful to the Queen's body, so she should not eat too much. Even if she is the Queen, she can only enjoy one bowl in two or three days .
She had already eaten yesterday, and today's situation is special, Jiang Liu figured out what the queen was thinking, and ordered the people below to prepare the ingredients for the ice bowl at any time, and observed that His Majesty seemed to be eating hot, so he asked people to bring the ice bowl over quickly .
He came in with an ice bowl, and he didn't know if it was his illusion, the queen seemed to be hiding something under her body.
"Put your things down and go out."
Feng Zhao waved her hand, just looking at her face, except that her cheeks were a little red, she couldn't see anything unusual.
Jiang Liu only blushed when the queen was hot. After putting down the ice bowl, he got off the imperial chariot.
After he left, Feng Zhao took out the book that she had just hidden just like a thief, opened the book with a little restraint, watched the detailed illustrations of goblins fighting, disdainful, and eyes wide open Willing to move away from it.
Isn't it just like this, like that, is it like this, what's so difficult about it.
Feng Zhao is full of confidence. Tonight is her first visit to the harem, and she must give Feng Jun a good night. Although these things are not difficult for her, as a considerate wife, she still reluctantly learns more , so as to give Fengjun a supreme experience.
After reading the erotic pictures without stopping, Feng Zhao let out a long breath, and when she was about to pick up the half-thawed ice bowl, she thought for a while, and then withdrew her hand.
Cold things are not good for offspring. Tonight is the night of festivities and candles in her and Fengjun's bridal chamber. Maybe after tonight, she will be able to conceive the emperor's heir. There is no need to miss such an opportunity just because of greed.
For some reason, Feng Zhao felt that if her first child was Feng Jun's, it might be a good choice.
It's just that if the child is a girl, if it's a brother, if it follows the appearance of the biological father, even if it is a prince, Feng Zhao thinks it may be difficult to marry. After all, the entire Tianhuang Kingdom is not superficial like her at all, and doesn't care about appearance. There are very few girls.
But if it is a princess, she can have more children, even if she follows her own father.
Feng Zhao thought about what was going to happen in the future, heaved a sigh of relief, closed her eyes and rested her mind, recharging her energy for the coming night.
*****
"Since ancient times, women have been superior to men, with women at the top and men at the bottom. Tonight is the empress's first visit to the harem. Even you, Feng Jun, have to learn some rules of serving the empress."
It was not the first time for Yan Chu to listen to the admonition of the old nun. He repeated those words upside down, and he nodded repeatedly. As for what to do at that time, it was out of his control.
"Feng Jun."
The elderly grandma looked at Yan Chu's strong body and groaned for the queen. Can such a Fengjun really give the queen pleasure? Don't let the queen get tired of this matter, but delay it The emperor's heir reproduced.
It's just who is he, what is Feng Jun's status, and the empress shows so much love for Feng Jun now, maybe the empress doesn't mind Feng Jun's slightly rough skin and hard body.
The old nun looked at Huang Zhengfu who ate two bowls of noodles after offering sacrifices to the sky, and sighed in his heart.
*****
The dinner in the palace lasted for more than an hour, and Yan Chu withdrew early from this dinner.
After he finished taking a shower, he lay reclined on the head of the bed for a while, when he heard the sound of the empress coming.
"Let's all go out."
It was Feng Zhao's voice, who was so calm and calm in the past, yet Yan Chu could hear the nervousness.
"Ahem, it's late at night, Ah Chu, let's arrange it too."
It is said that looking at a beauty under the light, although Yan Chu is not considered a beauty, under the dim candlelight, the edges and corners of his face and facial features appear much softer.
Feng Zhao's heart softened a little. This is her righteous king and will also be her first man.
Thinking back to the scene in the erotic picture, Feng Zhao's fingertips trembled slightly, swallowed, and took off the thin red obscene clothes for Yan Chu.
"Don't worry, Gu will be very gentle."
Feng Zhao has acquired a lot of knowledge. It is said that men are delicate, and they may not adapt to being favored for the first time. At this time, women need to take care of them carefully.
Thinking of the man in front of her who is a little younger than her, who is far away from home and married to the palace, and has a simple personality, she always wants to pamper her a little more.
All the clothes were removed, the curtain of the bed was pulled down, and only two figures could be vaguely seen.
The ambiguous voice gradually sounded, and the palace guards outside the house blushed, staring at the stone slab on the ground, thinking how much the Empress really loved Zhengjun, the ecstatic moans made them even the palace servants unable to Self-sufficient.
It took about a moment for those groans to gradually disappear, but it didn't take long before another round of conquest began, and the palace attendant who had originally planned to knock on the door and ask the queen if she wanted water stopped knocking, and waited obediently. outside.
This wait was one night, whenever they felt that the flags and drums died down inside, those ambiguous voices would always sound again, a group of palace people stayed up all night, and their eyes were black and blue.
They couldn't figure it out in their hearts, with Feng Jun's face, how could they fascinate the Queen all night
*****
Feng Zhao was woken up by Jiang Liu after not sleeping for a long time, and it was time for the morning court.
Opening her eyes, she remembered the ridiculous night last night.
It was quite normal at the beginning, the standard female superior and male inferior, Feng Zhao watched Yan Chu's honey-colored skin gradually turn a layer of light pink as she teased and caressed, her eyes were blurred, and she let out small moans.
This unique sense of accomplishment fascinated Feng Zhao very much. Apart from making both parties uncomfortable for the first time, because of her good physical fitness, Feng Zhao quickly got used to that rhythm and felt a joy that she had never felt before.
Originally thinking about Yan Chu's body, Feng Zhao planned to rest as soon as he touched it once, but who knew that the bold man took the opportunity to climb on top of her.
Absurd, simply absurd, how can a man climb on a woman, it is simply challenging her authority as the wife-lord.
Feng Zhao hesitated for a moment, and then she couldn't speak anymore. In the end, she only remembered that she and Yan Chu fought for the upper position and took the initiative. It was absurd all night.
At that time, I just felt happy, but when I woke up the next morning, my whole waist was so sore that I couldn't feel it.
However, she vaguely remembered that when she fell asleep, someone scrubbed her body and gave her a massage. Even when she was about to fall asleep, she could still feel the refreshing feeling of stretching her muscles and bones.
But who made the battle last night so intense that even after Yan Chu massaged her, her muscles were still sore.
"Nonsense, as Feng Jun, you, you, you..."
Feng Zhao looked at the sleepy-eyed man who was also awakened by Jiang Liu's voice, and he didn't know what to say when the words of reprimand came to his lips, especially when he thought of last night's quarrel for most of the night, he still remembered it before going to sleep. He was even more reluctant to scold him for massaging her.
"Aren't you allowed to know like last night?"
Feng Zhao was referring to the incident where Yan Chu climbed on top of her last night, which was against the rules and indecent. Feng Zhao had read so many secret erotic pictures of the royal family, but she never saw any one where a man climbed on top of a woman of.
"last night?"
Yan Chu turned sideways, the silky brocade quilt slipped off, revealing his muscular upper body, because the battle was too intense last night, there were still many scratches on it, Feng Zhao couldn't help but think of some of the ecstasy last night, My heart beat faster and my throat was dry.
"I thought His Majesty enjoyed it last night."
Yan Chu glanced at her resentfully, then lowered his head, and murmured secretly: "I was very happy last night, I just want His Majesty to be as happy as me."
Looking at his appearance and expression, he was just like an abandoned puppy. Feng Zhao's first reaction was distressed, and his second reaction was a little angry.
You little liar, you were obviously the same as the Tibetan mastiff last night, and now you're pretending to be pitiful again.
However, Yan Chu's words still touched Feng Zhao, and he laughed in anger, but in the end he still couldn't bear to scold him, thinking that taking his time, he would have to correct himself one day.
"Forget it, since you are a first-time offender, I don't care about you anymore, so you can take a good rest."
Feng Zhao endured the pain in her body and got up, ready to call the maid to come in and change clothes.
After thinking about it, what she said just now seemed a bit too heartless, and she added: "When I go down to court, I will come to see you."
There was a bit of gentleness in these words, and after she finished speaking, the empress closed the curtain, only to be assured that she could not see the inside from the outside.
She didn't notice that she seemed to be a little too careful, even if the curtain was not closed, those maids would not dare to spy on Zheng Jun on the palace.
The maids who were ordered came in to wait for the Empress to bathe and change clothes. These maids were all serving in Minghuang Palace, and they were the ones who were most familiar with the Empress.
Their eyes did not dare to linger on the empress's jade body, but even with a glimpse, they could feel how much love the empress and Feng Jun had last night.
The queen's jade body is noble, and this time she actually let Feng Jun leave traces on it, without any expression of dissatisfaction on her face, it is obvious that she is really kind to Feng Jun who is still sleeping on the Yutan at this moment spoiled.
The maids restrained their minds, thinking about Fengjun coming to Minghuang Palace in the future, so don't accidentally offend him.
*****
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Jiang Liu whispered beside the empress.
Last night, Feng Zhao was really tired after making a fuss for most of the night. She, who has always been conscientious, actually dozed off during the court. It was Jiang Liu who reminded her so that she didn't make mistakes in public.
However, many courtiers saw the scene where the empress was distracted, and they murmured in their hearts, didn't it mean that Fengjun looked unsalted and ugly, facing such a Fengjun, could the queen still fight fiercely for one night
Could it be that the rumors are wrong
"Your Majesty, regarding the Red Women's Tribes..."
The courtiers below chattered endlessly, Feng Zhao straightened his expression and tried his best not to let himself fall asleep again.
Because of poor condition, this time the early morning court ended in a hurry. Fortunately, the most discussed topic in the court today was to talk about Feng Zhao's plan to attack the Chinv's tribe. After hearing too much, Feng Zhao became a little impatient.
"Where is Feng Jun?"
After Feng Zhao came down to court, she hurried back to the bedroom of Minghuang Palace, but Yan Chu was no longer in the bedroom.
"After His Majesty went to court, Feng Jun got up, had some breakfast, and returned to Fengyi Palace. This morning, Feng Jun still has to accept the greetings of the concubines."
The palace servants reminded that Feng Zhao only remembered this rule at this time.
"Your Majesty, are you driving to Fengyi Palace?"
Jiang Liu whispered a question in Feng Zhao's ear, he never thought that the queen would rush to the bedroom for Feng Jun, he had never seen such a majesty.
"No need."
Feng Zhao also realized that she seemed to take Yan Chu too seriously, which obviously did not meet the standards of an emperor, she waved her hand, turned around and walked to the front hall, there were still a bunch of memorials waiting for her to approve.
Jiang Liu led the palace people to follow suit. He thought His Majesty would respond, but just now His Majesty's expression was obviously displeased, which is strange. It's really hard to guess what the Queen is thinking.
Feng Zhao sat on the phoenix chair and flipped through the memorial. When she opened a book, the densely packed words on it made her a little dizzy, unlike in the past when she could calm down and read carefully.
The waitress at the side helped her massage the acupoints on both sides of her head under her signal. The strength was neither light nor heavy, but Feng Zhao always felt that this massage method that she was very satisfied with in the past was a bit less flavorful.
wrong!
Feng Zhao waved away the waitress who was serving at the side, and she finally remembered the violation.
Last night, she fell asleep one step ahead of Yan Chu, and at that time Yan Chu still had the energy to give her a massage. This was the biggest mistake.
Women have always been the only ones who pity and take care of men in bed, but why is it the other way around for her and Yan Chu
Feng Zhao gritted her teeth, what a shame, what a shame!
"Your Majesty, where are you going?"
Jiang Liu and the others looked at the queen who was rushing out of the hall in a hurry, and nervously chased after her and asked.
"Go to the martial arts arena, come here, and call Li Duwei and Bai Duwei into the palace."
Feng Zhao thought that as a woman, how could she lose to her Zhengjun in bed? It must be because she was busy with government affairs and neglected martial arts. These days, she wanted to get back the kung fu she had lost. At that time, it is not certain who will win and who will lose.
Feng Zhao waited, waiting for the day when Yan Chu cried and begged for mercy on the bed.