That night, Yan Xiu and Zhu Sijia lost any interest in playing around in bed.
Even though everything that happened in the carriage before returning to the palace was ambiguous and charming, which raised Yan Xiu's expectations for tonight, at this moment, the two of them were lying on the bed with their own thoughts.
Yan Xiu was sighing, sighing that he had taken it too lightly, but when he thought of his relatives, they wouldn't be able to hold on for long...
He has endured it for so many years, not less than a moment and a half.
What Empress Dowager Zhang said about delegating power was just a nice thing to say. As long as her relatives were not in trouble, she and Zhu Siyi would also be in trouble. That's why she was so confident.
But her glory will not last long.
It was a pity that such a big person suddenly appeared in the palace, and it was Zhu Siyi who was always at odds with Zhu Sijia. Yan Xiu was worried that Zhu Sijia would be even more unhappy in the future.
But in the final analysis, whether she can be happy or not is up to her.
Yan Xiu treats her well and gives her enough confidence, who dares to bully her?
Thinking of this, Yan Xiu turned over and turned over Zhu Sijia, who was sleeping back to back with him. He sighed: "Don't be angry, cicada. It's all my fault."
Zhu Sijia didn't fall asleep either.
She took the initiative to let go of her hands and feet and got into Yan Xiu's quilt. She put her calves on his waist and hooked them tightly. She also gently wrapped her hands around his neck and pressed against her:
"I'm not angry. Xuanzhi treats me so well. How could I be angry?"
Yan Xiuzhen was her timely help.
Every time, every time she was temporarily at a disadvantage and was humiliated, he would rush to vent her anger immediately, and never let her suffer in the slightest.
The feeling of being protected is really wonderful.
No matter how much she warned herself to be self-aware and self-reliant, she couldn't help but sink.
Everything in this world always depends on oneself. Everyone has his own way to go. Even if someone can help you when you encounter real danger, no one can take your place and truly complete the road.
If Yan Xiu is not around one day...
Scarlett let out a long sigh.
Yan Xiu was shocked by her active embrace tonight, and felt a little secret joy in his heart.
Sure enough, it didn't take any effort from his heartfelt words in Nanhua Mountain. She could let go of all her grudges and simply want to rely on him. That was enough.
Yan Xiu circled her: "It happened suddenly and I didn't react, let alone you? I know you will be wronged tonight, but I swear that I will always protect you. As long as I am here, no one in the palace dares to do anything to you. Disrespectful.”
"It's a long road, and I will always be by your side. When the time is right, you will be my queen. I will dismiss the Sixth Palace, and like my grandfather and grandmother, I will never be separated from you for the rest of my life, okay?"
good? Or is it bad?
Zhu Scarlett felt nervous and didn't know how to answer him. The day had been full of twists and turns, and she was now in a state of confusion.
Ever since she learned that Zhu Siyi had entered the palace, she had been worried. Could it be that everything was determined somehow?
No matter what, Yan Xing and Zhu Siyi would not be able to achieve the right goal, and Zhu Siyi would also enter the palace in various ways. It seemed that everything had changed, but in circles, it went back to the far point.
It's as if a hand is setting things right, bringing everything back on track. From the moment of birth, everyone's life is determined to be incapable of turning around.
On track? What exactly is the so-called right path of heaven?
Why do evil people who abandon their conscience and humanity always get what they want and win, while innocent people who have never done anything wrong end up losing everything and feeling regretful forever?
If so, she would still die violently, and Yan Xiu would still die at the age of thirty-six.
She has died once, and dying again is just a different way to die; but Yan Xiu is different, he is so kind, he treats her with care and sincerity, how can he...
When the moon is waxing, it will clash, and the flowers will no longer flourish.
When she first climbed up to him, she just wanted to escape unscathed and didn't care about his final fate. Anyway, he would become an emperor and his name would go down in history, right?
But now, she had to worry.
Yan Xiu, why are you doing this?
Zhu Sijia choked up and said: "I, I'm scared."
Yan Xiu: "Don't be afraid. What is there to be afraid of when you are with me? Cicada, what is left to us will only be the saying in the history books that a young couple, an emperor and an empress are affectionate and build great achievements together."
"One hundred, one thousand or even ten thousand years later, if someone in the future generations digs up the history books of the Qin Dynasty, or even digs up my imperial tomb, they will find that even though you and I have turned into dry bones and yellow sand, we will never be separated."
"Unless you make up your mind first and don't want me. I'll tell you quietly. I was afraid that I would make you angry by taking my own initiative, but I have already ordered someone to build a tomb for you in the imperial mausoleum. A hundred years later, we will be united in the same tomb."
Zhu Scarlett: "..."
Yan Xiu: "If you like the excitement, Uncle Wu Xing, Uncle Chiayi, Mr. Li, and Zhu Ya can all be buried together... King Xiang, forget it."
The construction of an emperor's tomb usually begins in the year he ascends the throne. The longer an emperor reigns, the larger the tomb complex will be. Those who can enter the imperial mausoleum will not only be the queen of the dynasty, but also the emperor's important ministers and capable ministers. and heroes.
I wish that before Scarlett died, Yan Xiu had already prepared her grave together. What kind of novel... confession method was this?
"Okay, I promise you." Zhu Sijia didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore, she put away her tears and got out of his quilt, "It's late at night, let's go to bed first, let's not think too much about it."
Yan Xiu said "tsk" and pulled her back: "Why did you run out after you agreed? Don't worry, I won't touch you tonight."
Wishes to Scarlett: "The weather has been nice recently. It's easy to get hot when sleeping under a quilt."
He really didn't know that his body was as hot as a winter stove.
Yan Xiu: "What's this? It's not summer yet. Be good, I want to hold you to sleep."
…
In mid-April, peach blossoms are in full bloom in Xijing, and from a distance it seems like you are drowning in a sea of cherry pink.
Affected by the cold weather, this year's peach blossoms bloomed a month later than in previous years, forcing them to wait until mid-April.
But the peach blossoms all over the city seem to be spiritual. Like the people of Great Qin, they have exerted enough energy to relieve the boredom of being damaged by wind and snow in winter, and they are blooming even better than in previous years.
There are few peach blossoms in the palace, and they are not even as beautiful as those on the street, but it does not prevent Zhaohua from going to the palace to talk to Zhu Sijia in the name of admiring flowers.
It happened that Du Xian was also in Changle Palace, so the three of them went for a walk in the Imperial Garden together.
Zhu Sijia asked: "The peach tree in the imperial sister's palace is a famous place in Xijing. How can someone be so leisurely and elegant that they come all the way to see the palace?"
Du Xian couldn't help but said, "I heard that the peach blossoms outside the palace are in full bloom, but the ones inside the palace are not as good as they should be."
Zhaohua smiled and said, "I guess it's some unlucky person who affects the feng shui in the palace."
Du Xian: "Your Highness is right, I think so."
What he meant was very clear. As a bride who was left behind on her wedding day, she could be welcomed into the palace to enjoy the blessings in such a grand manner, and she was almost even on an equal footing with Zhu Sijia.
Even though it was not Zhu Siyi's fault, Zhaohua still felt bad for Yan Xiu and Zhu Sijia.
Zhu Sijia had known that Zhaohua Drunkard was not interested in drinking, so she and Du Xian took her and Du Xian to sit down in a secluded pavilion and said bluntly: "Sister Huang, do you have something to ask me? Just ask."
