Tyrant Pampering Wife Diary

Chapter 68: According to your

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In the following days, Li Xiao would run to the palace every day. Emperor Hongren was too weak to go to court. He asked Li Xiao to handle state affairs on his behalf. Although it was not stated clearly, everyone knew that the next emperor was no longer Li Xiao. None.

After going down to court, Li Xiao would go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, not only him, but also other brothers and sisters. Song Song also went there from time to time, but often they were still talking and laughing, and Emperor Hongren was silent.

At this time, the room would be quiet, waiting for Eunuch Dou to tell them, "Your Majesty just fell asleep again."

On this day, Song Song, as always, brought the children's clothes, and the imperial doctor told him that if he could give him some hope, he might be able to hold on for a while longer.

He walked into the hall and greeted Emperor Hongren after greeting him. Emperor Hongren asked, "Where's Xiao'er?"

Song Song said: "You asked him to represent the court for two days, but the Xia Dynasty is not yet here."

Li Yang asked, "Do you want to call him back?"

"Government matters are important." His voice was as light as a mosquito, only those who sat close could hear it clearly.

He seemed to be using all his strength to speak now, so everyone spontaneously stayed by the side without disturbing him. Song Song also sat next to his bed, and the married princess loved the little clothes he brought: "Is this made by Jinyifang?"

"Exactly."

"The pattern of this embroidery is extremely delicate, did you draw it yourself?"

Song Song smiled and said, "It's a bit more free."

Several women touched one by one, talking about the materials and the embroidery. After a while, Song Song looked over and found that Emperor Hongren was sitting there quietly again. He was sitting close. Sensing that his clothes were wet, he said softly, "Father, change clothes, why are they sweaty again?"

"Are you sweating again?" The second princess hurried over and shouted worriedly, "Father?"

Emperor Hongren nodded, Eunuch Dou pulled up the tent, and Li Yang personally went in to help him change into clean clothes. For the past two days, he was always sweating, and the imperial doctor had no choice but to change after soaking wet. The emperor, in clean clothes, met people again. The sons and daughters sat together again, and Li Yang sat beside him and held his hand. , said: "Eldest brother should be back later."

They all tacitly did not mention what happened before, as if it never happened.

Emperor Hongren nodded again, his voice was like a mosquito, almost inaudible.

Li Yang approached him and barely heard a sentence: "Don't hate your brother."

His voice was so low that no one around could hear him, so Li Yang agreed.

In front of Emperor Hongren, there was a small clothes made for the child, his thumb slid lightly, and then he held it still.

Li Yang noticed this scene sensitively, and shouted: "Father?"

He shouted twice, Eunuch Dou hurried forward, helped Emperor Hongren down, and said, "Your Majesty?"

He hesitated, and slowly stretched out his hand, ready to probe the other person's breath.

At this moment, there was a movement outside, and Li Shu said, "The eldest brother is back!"

As the eldest son of Li Xiao, as soon as he approached, the people around him immediately gave up their seats. He walked all the way, stretched out his hand to hold Emperor Hongren's hand, and said, "My son has come to court."

Emperor Hongren's palm was cold, but at this moment, he lightly shook Li Xiao's hand.

Li Xiao said, "Father?"

He never spoke again.

Li Xiao sat there quietly, watching the lines on his forehead slowly stretch out, his face was already withered, and he slowly shook Hongren's hand: "See you in the next life."

As soon as these words came out, several people in the room knelt down one after another, and burst into tears: "Father!"

Eunuch Dou reminded: "Be careful not to put tears on him, keep away from crying, don't let him go uneasy."

Li Xiao left the bed and knelt down.

In the Empress Dowager's palace, she has been staying in the Buddhist hall since Emperor Hongren became seriously ill. There was a sound behind her, and the close-fitting nanny ran in in a hurry, her hand fiddling with the beads stopped, and she said sadly: "Your Majesty is gone! "

Starting from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, servants, guards, and palace maids all knelt together, the death knell rang, and the whole country mourned.

On the day when Emperor Hongren was sent to the imperial mausoleum, the sky was high, the clouds were clear, the sun was dazzling, and the burial ceremony of the royal family was too complicated. Song Song was pregnant and did not enter the imperial mausoleum. Looking inside, I suddenly thought of Empress Qin who was once glorious.

When she died, she had already been abolished as the queen, so she was not qualified to be buried in the tomb of the emperor, and finally she was buried in the tomb of the emperor. The only person who accompanied Emperor Hongren was the Queen Zhao.

It is said that even her inscription was engraved by Emperor Hongren himself.

They came with the guard of honor and returned with the guard of honor. On the way, Song Song and Li Xiao went to the palace and the palace respectively.

The edict of succession has been announced to the world. Although he has not yet officially ascended the throne and has not officially put on the dragon robe, that man has already become the master of the world.

Song Song looked at Li Xiao's chariot in the carriage. He couldn't see Li Xiao, and he didn't know what Li Xiao was thinking. But because of the death of Emperor Hongren, Li Xiao had to prepare for the funeral, busy with court affairs, and cooperated with the Ministry of Rites to prepare for the enthronement ceremony. He has not been able to talk to Li Xiao properly these days.

Song Song had a feeling that the distance between the two of them was suddenly pulled away.

He put down the car curtain, sighed, and went back to the palace and lay down. He just lay down, but he didn't fall asleep. He was a little dazed, wondering if Li Xiao had forgotten him. After all, according to the rules, after the enthronement ceremony, Draft to ensure that the royal bloodline is flourishing.

He inevitably thought of Emperor Hongren and Empress Zhao. Although he kept saying that Empress Zhao was the only one, he still met other women, not just Qin Qinghe, Li Qing's mother-in-law, Li Shu's mother-in-law, including Li Qing Mother of Clouds...

Song Song shook his head violently, puffed up his cheeks, rolled up the quilt and shrunk inside.

He thinks what's wrong with me? Before becoming a queen, I began to want to monopolize the emperor, which is not good, not good.

He forced himself to sleep quickly, but suddenly heard a voice from outside: "Your Majesty."

The previous His Majesty was Hongren, and the current His Majesty is Li Xiao.

Song Song's ears perked up immediately and heard the man's low voice: "Did he sleep?"

The voice was a little hoarse, thinking that it was because of the busyness in the past few days, the previous voice said: "The princess fell asleep early."

Li Xiao is your majesty, but he is still a princess, how strange.

Song Song just finished thinking, when Li Xiao reminded: "I will call the queen in the future."

The voice hurriedly replied, "Yes."

"Prepare water, I want to take a bath."

Song Song was happy because of his correction, but felt disappointed when he heard that he was going to take a bath. It would take a long time for him to come and talk to him.

He sullenly accused him in his heart, but the sound of footsteps came softly, Song Song closed his eyes immediately, a rustling voice came from his ears, his breath gradually sprayed on his cheek, Li Xiao kissed him: "Really asleep? "

Song Song pretended not to hear.

With a chuckle, the bed was pulled back up again, and the man's footsteps were gone.

Song Song raised his hand and touched the place where he had been kissed on his face, and his resentment like a woman disappeared in an instant. He patiently waited for about half a column of incense. lying behind him.

A pair of arms stretched out from his waist, and forcefully held him in his arms.

Song Song's neck was gently swept by the breath, but he didn't hold it back. He rubbed his eyes as if he had just woken up, turned around and hummed, "Hall... Your Majesty is back."

"You just know?"

Song Song looked at him with half-open eyes, Li Xiao closed his arms, and kissed his lips. The kiss was gentle and reckless. Song Song was panting after being kissed, and determined whether Li Xiao or Li Xiao was not because he became emperor. Don't want him.

He calmed down and complained, "You are so busy these days."

"Song'er must be considerate of me."

Perhaps it was because he was used to it in his dreams, but he changed his words very smoothly. Song Song rubbed his head against him and said, "Why did you come back to sleep today?"

"Come back and make arrangements."

"What's up?"

"I'm going to move to the palace tomorrow, and you will be with me too."

Song Song was stunned for a moment, and said: "You can leave this little thing to me, why bother..."

"Family matters are not trivial matters." Li Xiao pinched his soft cheeks and said, "I haven't had time to talk to Song'er for the past two days. You look at Zhen's eyes today and you're almost on the verge of crying."

Song Song blushed: "Who... I don't care about this."

"Then what are you complaining about?"

"Who is resentful?" Song Song said with an annoyed expression, "I won't resent it because you have a harem!"

"You really think so." Li Xiao grabbed his hand and kissed his lips, and said, "Even if there is a harem, it must be Song'er the biggest, okay, don't be jealous."

"I didn't..." Song Song couldn't help but get angry again, but because of Li Xiao's identity, his anger was not very obvious: "Who wants to be the boss of your harem."

"Then you want to be old and young?"

Song Song suddenly looked at him, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

Li Xiao didn't coax him, he said, "Do you have something to say?"

Song Song lowered his eyelashes and said, "No."

"That's why you really want to be a little concubine?" Li Xiao said deliberately: "Then it seems that I have to marry another queen. Song Erzhi is not here, isn't the harem unmanaged?"

Song Song didn't say a word, but his mouth slowly flattened: "It's none of my business, you are Your Majesty, whoever wants to be the boss will be the boss, what qualifications do I have to bet?"

Li Xiao stared at his wet eyelashes, slowly raised his hand, and poked his face. The soft hand felt very good, just like his well-behaved, submissive good temper.

When he was dealing with outsiders, he was like a little hedgehog, but when he got into his arms, he suddenly turned into a small dough, as if he was tempting people to flatten and round him.

Li Xiao suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Song Song raised his eyes to look at him, and shrank his head sullenly.

In fact, he understood a little that Li Xiao didn't like him putting his posture too low. He seemed to think that he didn't like him enough if he didn't act like he said, or act out of control. In fact, on the contrary, Song Song behaves like an outsider because he doesn't care what others think of him. He cares too much about Li Xiao, so he can't help but lower his attitude and even dare not say too much.

Li Xiao said softly, "What a pitiful little one."

The words seemed to be doting, and Song Song felt wronged on the spot: "I'm not pitiful."

"Little Pitiful doesn't even dare to say the truth, I don't want to hurt him anymore."

"I… "

"One last time, do you want to be the eldest or the eldest?"

"..." His expression was indifferent and his eyes were incomprehensible. Song Song looked at him for a while, blinked his red eyes, and summoned his courage, "I want to be the only one."

Li Xiao looked at him for a while.

Song Song lowered his head again, his fingers clenched his clothes, but he held his breath until Li Xiao bullied him and kissed him again, with restrained restraint, as if he was suppressing his emotions that he had nowhere to express, but without losing his mind. Gently said: "Du Yisong'er."

"As long as you are willing to speak, I will depend on you in everything."