Although Huayang didn't get to ride a horse for real, his waist and legs were probably more sore than if he had ridden a horse for half an hour.
After the bath, Chen Jingzong carried her back to bed.
He was not in a hurry to go to sleep. He sat beside the bed, looking at her limply lying there with lingering interest. She was like a peony that had been overly moistened by nectar, lying on the ground intoxicated and soft as a boneless flower.
Huayang felt weak but not sleepy. He glanced at him and said, "Turn off the lights."
Chen Jingzong: "Are you sleepy?"
Huayang: "I'm too lazy to look at you."
Chen Jingzong: "I didn't let you see it."
Huayang turned around holding the thin blanket, leaving only his back.
Chen Jingzong paused, turned off the lights, then lay on the bed, hugged her from behind, and whispered in her ear: "You are too delicate. Every time I rush you to finish, why don't I teach you martial arts, and train your arm and leg strength. Not only will you help me, but you will also be healthy. You won't have to be carried by me every time you go hiking in the future."
Huayang: "Shut up."
Chen Jingzong bit the tip of her ear.
Huayang was afraid that he might do it again, so he pushed his head away, distanced himself from him, and asked, "Where did you take them to play this afternoon?"
Chen Jingzong: "Even if you want to divert my attention, can you change what I want to talk about?"
Huayang: "What do you want to talk about?"
Chen Jingzong was silent.
Hua Yang guessed that he was holding back something ridiculous again, and immediately said, "I promised my brother that I would take him out of the palace for a day when the weather gets cooler, but I have never really visited the capital, so I asked you what good places there are."
She went to Lingzhou three months after marrying Chen Jingzong. When she returned to Beijing, it was the hottest time of the year. She was also waiting for the weather to turn cooler before going out to wander around this city that had witnessed her birth and growth but which she was not yet familiar with.
The prince leaving the palace was a big deal, so Chen Jingzong put away his whimsical thoughts and said, "Da Lang and Er Lang are still young and like to join in the fun. I don't need to arrange anything for them. I'll just follow them wherever they go. The prince is twelve years old after all, so he must like different things than them."
Huayang: "Nothing is different. It's so lively here, including me. I just want to see things that I can't see in the palace."
Chen Jingzong: "Then let's go to Qianmen Street. There are all kinds of food, drinks and entertainment there. The more holidays there are, the more things to do. There are often monkey shows and magic tricks. But there are too many people, and if someone bumps into the prince..."
Huayang: "You and Zhou Ji will protect us closely. My brother will definitely bring guards with him. We will also arrange some guards to keep a distance and distribute them around the emperor. There should be no problem at the emperor's feet."
Chen Jingzong: "This burden is too heavy. If anything goes wrong, not only will my status as the Prince Consort be ruined, but even I may have to resign and apologize."
Huayang: "Then you stay at home, and we siblings can go shopping on our own."
Chen Jingzong hugged her in his arms, kissed her face and said, "No, I'd better go. If something unexpected happens, I can still stand in front of you."
Hua Yang snorted and warned him, "It's fine if you can't hold back in front of me. I can't control it and I'm too lazy to control it. But when your brother is around, you'd better keep your mouth shut. Not everyone is as good-tempered as me."
Chen Jingzong: "Well, you have the best temper."
Huayang: …
Why do I feel that this statement is a bit insincere
It was a holiday at the end of the month, and on the morning of the 29th, Huayang entered the palace first.
The prince still had to study, so Huayang came to Fengyi Palace to accompany his mother. Emperor Jingshun also came and sat for a while, then left because of government affairs.
"Mother, how is father's health recently?" After sending away the palace servants, Huayang asked with concern.
Empress Qi smiled and looked at her daughter: "She's fine. Didn't you see it just now? Why are you asking this suddenly? Did you hear some news outside?"
Hua Yang shook his head: "No, I just always feel that Father seems to be a little mentally weak."
Empress Qi still had that faint smile on her face: "As an emperor, I worry about state affairs day and night, so it's inevitable."
That was all she could say to her daughter.
The fact is, the emperor uses up all his good energy at night, so of course he looks listless during the day, but she shouldn't mention this even to her children.
Huayang looked at the tea in the bowl.
My father was like this in my previous life. He looked listless, but he didn't have any serious health problems that could be fatal at any time. There were so many imperial doctors in the palace who were all taking care of him. If there was a serious cause of illness, they would have discovered it long ago.
So, when the tragic news of her father's death suddenly came from the palace, Huayang was completely unprepared. She rushed to the palace crying, and repeatedly asked her mother, only to learn that her father had died in the bed of a newly favored concubine, and it was what people commonly call "horse stroke."
A normal man would not suffer from this kind of emergency. My father was already weak and took medicine indiscriminately, so he happened to get this.
As a daughter, Huayang certainly hopes that her father will give up his lustful bad habits, but she can find a way to persuade her father-in-law to stop teaching the prince so harshly. When it comes to women, when it comes to her own father, Huayang can't find a reason to persuade her father.
The person most suitable to persuade the emperor is the queen mother.
"Mother, I'm married now. I already know the reason why my father is weak. I can't tell him. Can't you find a way to control him?"
Huayang lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
She understood that her mother also had difficulties, but since it was related to her father's health, Huayang could only place her hopes on her mother.
Empress Qi looked at her daughter and smiled, "Panpan is married, but she is still as innocent as a child. As the empress, your status is more noble than that of a princess, but as for husband and wife, being a princess is much easier than being an empress. If your husband dares to make you suffer, you can punish him yourself, or you can come to the palace and ask my father and mother to make the decision. As for you, if I dare to interfere too much in your father's affairs, the position of empress may have to be replaced."
Huayang quickly hugged her mother and rubbed her face against her shoulder: "Don't be angry, mother. I understand. Just, when father is in a good mood one day, can you try to persuade him?"
Empress Qi touched her daughter's head and said, "How do you know that I haven't tried to persuade you? I have been in the palace for more than 20 years. It is impossible for me to persuade you every day. I always find opportunities to persuade you once or twice a year. It may work for two or three days, but you will go back to your old ways soon. I used to be young and beautiful, but now I am getting old. There are beauties in the palace one after another. No matter how much I try, how much patience can your father have?"
Huayang lowered his eyelashes, feeling sorry for his mother and worried about his father's health.
What else can Huayang say
Since her mother’s suggestion didn’t work, she couldn’t think of any other way to persuade her father to abstain from sex.
She was able to successfully trick Chen Jingzong into going to Qi's place to search for the account books by means of the old lady of the Chen family's dream. Firstly, it was because the flood really happened, and secondly, it was because she was a princess and could suppress Chen Jingzong and urge him to grab the account books.
But for the emperor, from now until May next year, there has been no major event like a flood that can serve as evidence of the ancestors' appearance. There may be droughts and floods in various places, but they are not serious enough for Huayang in the previous life to remember the exact day. If she just ran to tell the emperor that she dreamed that the emperor had a stroke while hanging out with that favorite concubine, even if Huayang could open her mouth, the emperor would not believe it.
Huayang could only think of two ways to directly avert his father's death in his previous life. As long as his father could avoid the stroke that night, he might be able to live ten more years or even longer.
"Let's not talk about your father, how are you and your husband?"
Empress Qi suddenly spoke, bringing her daughter back to her senses.
Huayang blinked: "What?"
Empress Qi looked at her daughter's belly and said, "You took off your mourning clothes in the first month of last year. Why haven't you done anything yet? Don't you like your husband sleeping with you?"
A daughter can care about her father's favoritism towards his concubines, and Empress Qi can certainly also care about her daughter's favoritism towards her prince consort.
Huayang knew that he had given his mother a handle on his own initiative, so he turned away and said, "It's okay, but I'm still young and I'm not in a hurry to be a mother."
Empress Qi: "You are already twenty, how can you still be young?"
Huayang said coquettishly: "Didn't you just say that I am still as innocent as a child? I am still young at heart."
Empress Qi shook her head, then frowned again: "Are you still taking contraceptive pills?"
It doesn’t matter if my daughter is not in a hurry to have a baby. She is a princess anyway, and she is unwilling to have children for the Chen family in this lifetime. The Chen family can’t say anything. At most, the prince consort will be unhappy, which will affect the relationship between the couple.
But Empress Qi was worried that her daughter would take pills indiscriminately because she didn't want to have children at the moment, which would harm her body. The medicine was available outside the palace, and her daughter had her own way to find it.
Huayang: "No, medicine is poisonous, and my daughter is not stupid."
Empress Qi: "Then how do you prevent pregnancy?"
Huayang couldn't betray his aunt, so he blushed and said, "I, I won't let him stay in there."
Empress Qi understood, and when she looked at her daughter's beautiful and bright face, she felt that Chen Jingzong had gotten a great bargain. If it weren't for Lord Chen, she would never have married her daughter to a young man who grew up in Lingzhou.
Since Chen Jingzong has gained so many benefits, it is only right for him to obey his daughter's requirements in matters in the bedroom. There is nothing to feel aggrieved about.
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At dusk, the prince finished his get out of class and happily came to Fengyi Palace to find his sister.
It was already late, Huayang said: "Father, Mother, I will take my brother out of the palace first. I asked Eunuch Feng to prepare a table of Lingzhou delicacies, waiting to entertain my brother."
Emperor Jingshun was somewhat envious of his son, and he also wanted to visit his daughter's princess mansion.
Empress Qi looked serious. She told her son to listen to his sister, and told her daughter not to indulge her brother's unreasonable demands.
The brother and sister agreed obediently.
Empress Qi: "You must return to the palace by this time tomorrow."
The brother and sister agreed again, and when they were sure that their mother had nothing else to say, they took their leave. Turning around, both the big and the small had smiles on their faces.
Outside the imperial city, Chen Jingzong returned to the city early today in order to welcome the crown prince.
He stood in front of the princess' carriage. Behind the carriage, Zhou Ji led a hundred guards from the princess's mansion and stood on full alert. Emperor Jingshun also assigned a hundred guards to follow the prince.
The brother and sister each sat in a sedan chair and came out swayingly.
Chen Jingzong stepped forward and saluted.
After returning to the city, he went to Chen's house to take a bath before coming here. At this moment, he was wearing the official uniform of a royal consort, a crimson round-necked robe with a patch embroidered with a kirin. He stood alone in front of two hundred guards, handsome and tall, with outstanding appearance.
The prince looked at him several times, then followed his sister into the carriage.
Chen Jingzong jumped on his horse and followed the carriage with a solemn expression.
The prince looked at him through the slit in the curtain, turned around and asked, "Sister, do you like him?"
With the experience in the previous life, Huayang was very afraid that his brother would bear a grudge against the Chen family for anything. Hearing this, he smiled and said softly, "I like him. Just because he can carry me on his back to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise, I am very satisfied with him."
The prince originally wanted to ask whether the prince consort was good to his sister, but after hearing this, he no longer needed to ask.
He recalled the letter he received from his sister that year, which said how strong and sturdy the prince consort was when he carried her on his back to the mountain to avoid the flood. In order to verify whether the military officer was really that strong, the prince ordered a palace guard to carry him to climb the rockery in the imperial garden. The rockery was short, so he had to climb it several times. As a result, the guard soon became sweaty and breathless. Although the guard did not dare to complain, the prince was very disappointed in him.
The princess's mansion was very close to the imperial city. After the carriage stopped, the maid opened the curtain.
The prince's chief eunuch Cao Li hurried over to support the prince.
The prince saw the prince consort standing beside him and said, "Please help me, prince consort."
Cao Li was stunned. Was the prince trying to intimidate his prince consort with the look and tone he used
Chen Jingzong didn't think too much about it. He simply put his hands under the prince's armpits and lifted him down easily.
Prince: …
It seemed like it flew a small circle in the sky!
I wish Otomo was as strong as his consort!
(End of this chapter)