Led by Sister Kim, Zhou Wudi walked into the small Buddha Hall in the rear palace to greet the Empress. She looked around and saw that the light in the Buddha Hall was dim, the air was stagnant and she had to frown slightly.
“Mother, this Buddha Hall environment is very difficult, the air is not good, and staying for a long time may be harmful to your health. Instead, open the window slightly to the west and expose some light.” Sitting on the throne holding the queen, he whispered.
The queen gazed at him with an intriguing look. It took a long time to faint her mouth. “When did you say the same thing when Toshio came this morning? When did you have such an acquiescence? Sad family remembers how disgusted you were with her. ”
“Was it before, can't it mean now?” Zhou Wudi drank tea to cover the irresistible upward arc of his mouth, and his angry burning heart was like a manna, full of silk sweetness. After five months of inseparable life, how can we not cultivate unusual acquiescence? He believes he is the best fit for the mulberry!
The queen took a deep glance at him and waited for him to put the cup down before slowly opening her mouth. “Did you get the Li talent outside? ”
“Yes," Zhou Wudi knocked on the table, generously admitting, "Mother, if you need someone to accompany you, Zishen believes that she is the most suitable candidate, recite the scriptures, serve, no one will be more heartfelt than her, because she is a person with no way back. Mulberry Elm, please stay. She is the queen of the son Chin Ding. She is the future wife of the son. How can you go to Thousand Foshan to eat fasting Buddha? ”
“She's not fit to be a queen.” The queen twisted the Buddha's beads and said no.
“How is it inappropriate that she has the ability, the courage, the means? Mulberry elms are excellent, as you can see from the mother.” Zhou Wudi's eyes were slightly heavier.
“Her family is not suitable. Aren't you afraid of Meng Jia Kung Gao master, foreign relatives privilege?” The queen laughed with ridicule.
“What masks the privilege of a master, a relative, is nothing but an excuse to disguise the incompetence of a monarch. You can't even control your own people. How can you control the world? He used to be a narrow son!” Zhou Wudi looked at the queen with a clear expression.
The queen looked at him for a long time and sighed. If the Emperor could think the same way... she shook her head and told herself that the past had become memorable and she couldn't look back.
“Go, call in Li Cai from outside and make her a bowl of ginger soup. Tell her the grieving family agrees.” The queen waved at Sister Kim and was finally persuaded by her son.
“However, now that the words of mourning have been spoken, the Princess Deok must stay at the Palace of Mercy to accompany the Lamentations until the Lamentations leave the Palace.” A glimpse of the delight that overflowed in her son's eyes, the queen's mouth snapped and poured cold water at the right time.
“That's nature!” Zhou Wudi's expression was stiff and his teeth were bitten open.
The corner of the Queen's mouth deepened with laughter. At this point, the Empress informed that the Princess De had packed up and came to the Cining Palace to pay her respects.
“The son spoke to her alone for a moment and borrowed the mother's temple.” Zhou Wudi did not wait for the queen to promise to get up and leave in a hurry. Looking at his slightly hasty back, the queen shook her head helplessly, but her eyes were very comforting. The first emperor had said that it was time to cultivate a ruthless path for the Emperor to achieve the centenary. She never agreed to that. How can a heartless emperor love his people like a son? How do you make love to the world? She had always felt sorry for the Emperor. Fortunately, the son had not stepped behind him and had fallen to the end of his loneliness, where the rebels had left him.
“Li Cai Cai? What are you doing here?” Outside the palace, he saw his hands and feet trembling, his face pale, Li Shujing with a bowl of ginger soup to swallow, Meng Sangyu walked over to ask, hidden a bad feeling in his heart.
“The concubine came to accompany the Empress when she saw her mother.” Li Shujing put down the bowl of courtesy, and her attitude was congratulated. Her arrogant bones had been broken by inches. Moreover, she should thank the Princess, and the Emperor would not have given her and her son this way if it had not been for her replacement. Follow the Queen to Thousand Foshan, away from the struggling rear palace and chapel, and in her humble capacity it will be possible to protect her son from growing up safely.
Hearing her answer, Monsanto Elm's heart sinks and knows that things have changed.
“Mulberry Elm, come with me, I have something to say to you.” Zhou Wu Emperor stood at the gate of the palace, silently calling out.
You're messing with my game again! How are you going to stay? Monsanto Elm grinds his teeth in darkness, but his face rips open with a beautiful smile. He walks over and follows the man into the palace.
Upon receiving the emperor's satisfied gaze, Li Shujing relieved himself. A moment later, the queen's decree was issued, and she saw herself jump to Li Zhaoyi's position, revealing her first smile in a row.
“Your Majesty, does Li Cai Cai go to Thousand Foshan with the Empress?” Walking into the temple, Monsanto Elm can't even say hello and ask her what she cares most about as soon as she asks. She can see that the Emperor is now somewhat affectionate towards her, and she has always been good at seeing things, and occasional indulgence is okay because of the advantages.
“It's time to call her Li Zhaoyi.” Zhou Wudi sat in the main position and patted himself around the position. His eyes were deeply indistinguishable, making Meng Sangyu's scalp a little numb.
Sitting beside him, the smile on Monsanto's elm's face looked slightly stiff.
Zhou Wudi stared at her. Her fingertips rubbed on her cracked lips. She waved at Changxi guarding the door, "Is your mother's medicine hot? Bring it over when it's hot. ”
This afternoon, doctors and women sent several medications, all of which were sent out by Sister Feng on the grounds that ‘Her Ladyship is still asleep’. They think it's the same as the soup they used to have. They hate not being able to pour a bowl. Zhou Wudi couldn't help but laugh when he heard the news. He held his stomach and there was nowhere to vent the fire. This can't be blamed on anyone, it can only be blamed for what you did before!