When Zhu Yuancun was drunk, he didn't care about the so-called defense between men and women. He squeezed Jiang Yuan's wrist tightly: "What do you want that I haven't satisfied you with? Jiang Yuan, enough is enough."
Jiang Yuan spoke eloquently: "Then you go die! Or you can go back to Xijing immediately and kill Yan Xiu for me to avenge my family! What? You can't do it? You can't do it but you have the nerve to keep saying it. like me!"
In the cold wind, Zhu Yuancun's voice became more and more choked: "Jiang Yuan, please don't embarrass me."
Jiang Yuan stomped on his shoe: "Then let me go and let me leave the palace."
"Leaving the palace?" Zhu Yuancun's eyes were filled with a hint of red, "How can you, a weak woman, protect yourself after leaving the palace? Jiang Yuan, please calm down, things must not be what you imagine. I know your Majesty's character best. If he really wants to kill your father and brother, he will tell me before I go out to fight, and let me put the royal family of Qi to justice on the spot."
Can’t the Zhou royal family live well? Even in the Qin Dynasty, he continued to be a happy and happy aristocrat, and was not affected by the pain of the country's subjugation.
Jiang Yuan was touched by his words and really calmed down a lot.
After a while, the cold wind got stronger, making their sleeves rustle. Jiang Yuan took the initiative to stand on tiptoes, not avoiding the smell of alcohol all over Zhu Yuancun's body, and kissed him on the lips.
Zhu Yuancun froze on the spot, at a loss.
Jiang Yuan's voice softened a lot: "I understand, but I still have to go to the city tower. Although Daqi is dead, it still exists in the hearts of its subjects. If I show up and tell them, they have a princess who will still be there." Stay alive and trust me, public anger will be eliminated soon."
Zhu Yuancun's Adam's apple rolled slightly: "Okay, I'll accompany you."
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Late autumn is bleak, and the ground is dry and yellow.
Changle Palace.
Zhu Sijia was discussing matters with Tian Shang Palace, and Hu Shunhai didn't even let the palace officials inform him first. He stumbled into the main hall and shouted:
"Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty fainted during the morning court and is still unconscious. Follow me to the Tai Chi Palace to have a look!"
Zhu Sijia hurriedly asked Tian Shanggong to step aside: "Come here, prepare the sedan!"
The sedan was quickly carried into the Tai Chi Palace. Zhu Sijia jumped off the sedan before the sedan could settle down, and ran into the dormitory with her skirt in hand.
Almost half of the courtiers were kneeling in the main hall of Tai Chi Palace, whispering and making as much noise as flies.
The rule since the founding of the Qin Dynasty was that in order to prevent the emperor from suddenly falling ill and passing away, the funeral arrangements could not be detailed. Whenever special circumstances occurred, officials of fifth rank or above must wait by the emperor's side in person.
This was the first time that Yan Xiu suddenly fainted since he came to the throne. He was physically stronger than most generals. To reach this point, he must have worked hard for many days.
Everyone Zhu Sijia knew and didn't know were all here. This posture looked extremely ominous, as if she was preparing for Yan Xiu's death. She crossed them one by one quickly, so as not to panic.
In the dormitory, apart from Imperial Physician Liu and Aunt Duan, the remaining two people were Yan Wei and Li Woyun.
The few people barely made any noise and all gave an extremely standard salute to Zhu Sijia.
Zhu Sijia nodded, sat on the edge of the couch, and held Yan Xiu's hand.
Yan Xiu lay quietly on the couch, with his long hair spread out, looking completely different from the usually dignified and majestic emperor.
He was still wearing the imperial robe he had worn in the morning, and his face looked pale from overwork. There were small shadows under his eyes and at the ends of his eyes that had never existed before. His already clear lower jaw was slimmed down with an arc as sharp as a bright knife reflecting the snow.
Zhu Sijia could most directly understand how tired he was during this period.
He had not summoned Zhu Sijia to come to Tai Chi Palace to spend the night for many days. Even when Zhu Sijia went to Tai Chi Palace to deliver soup, Yan Xiu was still sitting at the table writing and handling government affairs.
Yan Xiu's hands were always dry and warm, but today when he touched them, they were as cold as hers. Zhu Scarlett silently shed two lines of clear tears.
Li Woyun and others didn't show any strange emotions on their faces, so Yan Xiu must be fine.
Aunt Duan also touched the back of her head, signaling her to relax.
She sat for a while, and other concubines also arrived in the bedroom.
Zhu Sijia felt relieved and wanted to pull her hand away so as not to disturb Yan Xiu's rest, but Yan Xiu suddenly held her hand hard.
He opened his eyes, and his eyes were shrouded in mist. His long, straight and thick eyelashes cast two shallow shadows under his eyes, covering the haggard gloom. They were so fragile that they seemed to break at the touch of a touch.
Zhu Siyi came forward sobbing and said in a sweet voice: "Cousin..."
Yan Xiu was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes and said sternly: "Except for Zhaoyi, everyone else should step aside first. Aunt Duan, leave the medicine to Zhaoyi."
Zhu Siyi looked at Zhu Sijia and was reluctant to leave.
She was so tired that she ran to Tai Chi Palace with dry mouth, but she didn't expect that Yan Xiu wouldn't even give her a chance to serve as a doctor, and wanted Scarlett to take over at every turn.
After Li Woyun and Yan Wei withdrew, the kneeling courtiers in the main hall also left one after another.
Tai Chi Palace is silent. If you listen carefully, you can even hear the sound of flocks of migratory birds flying south outside the house, flapping their wings happily.
Yan Xiu sat up straight and pointed at his slightly pursed thin lips.
Zhu Scarlett slowly kissed her.
Yan Xiu responded fiercely, and as always he wanted to bully her until she couldn't breathe, and then he let her go and joked:
"Zhu Zhaoyi is getting more and more confused. I asked you to drink medicine. Why are you so eager to sacrifice yourself?"
Zhu Sijia came to her senses and her face turned red: "I, I am mistaken, I will serve you to drink the medicine."
Yan Xiu smiled happily, and his narrow and deep phoenix eyes brightened a lot.
After Zhu Sijia finished feeding him the medicine one bite at a time, and before stuffing candied fruit into his mouth, Yan Xiu once again pointed at his lips stained with the medicine and looked at Zhu Sijia provocatively.
Zhu Sijia deliberately disliked him: "Your Majesty is getting more and more confused. I have just finished taking the medicine, why can't I wait to kiss you?"
Yan Xiu laughed and held her in his arms. The warm fragrance of soft jade can cure all the pain in the world. He was like a giant python hunting for food, greedily wrapping her tightly: "If it weren't for Cicada by my side, I would still be a pitiful person." A lonely person."
Zhu Sijia: "Xuanzhi, are you really fine now? Do you want to ask Doctor Liu to come and take a look again?"
Yan Xiu even had a rare coquettish tone at the end: "No, I was awake for a while just now, but I just didn't want to open my eyes. Doctor Liu said that I was just working hard day and night and not getting enough rest. It's nothing serious."
Zhu Sijia caressed his chin distressedly: "Even if it's nothing serious, you can't continue to work so hard. Xuanzhi, you are still so young, there is no need to rush to do things that other emperors have not been able to do in several lifetimes. .”
Yan Xiu: "I listen to Cicada."
Zhu Sijia: "Also, if you encounter any troubles in the future, you must tell me. Although I don't understand political affairs, I can do my best to share your worries. Don't bear it alone again."
Yan Xiu explained to her: "I'm always more afraid of telling you what's bothering me. You'll be worried too. How can that be done?"
Zhu Sijia: "I don't know how. Lovers always have to share joys and sorrows. If Xuanzhi can share joys and sorrows with me, he should let me share sorrows with you."
Yan Xiu was in a good mood and pulled Zhu Sijia into the bed: "Okay, let's catch up on some sleep with me first."
The two hugged each other and fell asleep. When Zhu Scarlett opened her eyes again, it was already afternoon. Yan Xiu was beside her, breathing evenly and steadily, and still sleeping soundly.
It seemed like he was really exhausted.
