Destiny in this life: Sisterly love is deep and dreams are sweet

"Are you too tired these days? Taking care of Jun'er is indeed hard work."

"No, I just feel unhappy and want to vent. It's not that I want to make you angry, but I couldn't control myself even when I got angry."

Murong Yu put his arms around her waist, let her lean on his shoulders, and comforted her: "It's okay, just let it out. It's fine now."

Lu Yanhua hugged his neck, feeling very guilty. She seemed to be increasingly unable to control her temper.

"sorry."

"Don't ever say you're sorry to me, ever."

"Ah."

Weiyang Palace

At this time, Lu Wanxi and Murong Yi were also having lunch with the children.

Murong Chen no longer needs to be fed and can eat by himself. Murong Heng was still young, so he naturally needed Lu Wanxi to feed him.

After Murong Yi finished his meal quickly, he took the bowl and spoon from Lu Wanxi and said to her, "I'll do it."

"it is good!"

Murong Heng was not happy anymore, "I want the queen to feed me."

"Father, wouldn't it be nice to feed you?"

"I want the queen to feed me."

"Heng'er, be good. Your mother needs to eat. Can you let her eat well?"

Murong Heng was most afraid of Murong Yi, so even though he didn't want to, he still ate the meal Murong Yi fed him.

Murong Chen stuffed his mouth full and got a lot of vegetable stains on it. Lu Wanxi took out her handkerchief, wiped it off for him, and said with a smile, "Oh, look at what you eat, you look like a little cat."

"Mother, sister Jun'er has a wooden sword, and I also want a wooden sword."

After hearing this, Murong Heng also clamored for it, "Heng'er wants it too."

Lu Wanxi looked at Murong Yi and said with a smile: "Jun'er's wooden sword was made by her father himself. You should also go and beg your father to see if he can make a wooden sword for you. ?”

Murong Yi knew that she would definitely throw this problem to him and said with a smile: "Father does not know how to make wooden swords. When your fourth uncle comes to the palace next time, father will ask your fourth uncle to make one for each of you, okay? ?”

"No, no, I have to do it with my father's hands." Murong Chen didn't buy it.

Lu Wanxi ate alone and watched the show, "It seems that Your Majesty is going to take matters into his own hands and make a wooden sword for Chen'er Heng'er."

Murong Yi felt distressed. He was very busy every day and had to make wooden swords for the children. What he, the emperor, did was really...

"Okay! Father, I promise you."

After lunch, Murong Chen and Murong Heng were taken down by their wet nurse to take a nap.

Lu Wanxi was also about to take a nap, but as soon as she got up, she was pulled back by Murong Yi. Lu Wanxi sat directly in his arms and was restrained by his hands.

"Your Majesty, won't you return to Zichen Palace? Have you finished approving all the papers today?"

"You can approve the discount anytime. Should you explain it to me?"

"Explain what?"

"What do you think?" Murong Yi pinched her chin and asked.

Lu Wanxi looked guilty, so she naturally understood what he was talking about. "I didn't mean it, I just told the truth."

"Do you think I'm too idle and don't have time to make wooden swords?"

"Your Majesty! You have wronged me. I am creating opportunities for you and your children to get along with each other. How much time does your Majesty spend with Chen'er and Heng'er every day? Over time, they will become strangers to your Majesty. Where are you? Especially Heng'er." Lu Wanxi said so sincerely that Murong Yi had no room to refute.

Murong Yi continued to hold her chin and kissed her lips hard for a long time.

After kissing Lu Wanxi until she started to have trouble breathing, she pushed him away hard and said, "Your Majesty!"

"My free time is not just to spend time with you, but you still push me out?"

"Our sons also need company. Does Your Majesty want them to grow up and recall that when they were young, they only had the company of their mother and not their father?"

"That's true, but don't let me let you go." Murong Yi hugged her and walked to the bedroom.

Lu Wanxi put her arms around his neck and said, "The sky is clear and the sun is bright. What do you want to do?"

"What do you say?"

"No! People outside will hear it. You'd better go back to Zichen Palace as soon as possible."

"I am taking a nap with my queen, who dares to comment?"

"Your Majesty, are you sure it's just a nap? Do you believe this?"

Murong Yi raised the corners of his mouth, gave a bad smile, and said, "I believe it myself."

Lu Wanxi was carried into the bedroom by him. No matter how hard she struggled, it was of no use. Murong Yi put her on the bed, without giving her a chance to break away, and pressed on her directly.

"I want to sleep for a while. Last night you..."

"What happened last night?"

"Knowingly asking."

"The previous administration mentioned the draft again. Do you know how much pressure I feel?"

Lu Wanxi wrapped her hands around his neck and said with a smile, "It's really hard work."

"Then why don't you reward me well?"

"Didn't I reward you well? These few nights are almost...how else should I reward you?"

"Get pregnant as soon as possible and shut the mouths of those ministers."

Lu Wanxi doesn't want to have another baby anymore. She already has two sons, and she really doesn't want to have another baby. But he is an emperor and only having two sons is not enough.

Murong Yi saw that she was a little reluctant, and he didn't want her to go through hell again. But in the current situation, he only has two sons, and the number of heirs is indeed very thin.

"Wanxi, I don't want to wrong you, nor do I want you to suffer. But there are some things that I can't do anything about."

"I know your difficulties. You are the emperor! You have two sons. The ministers will definitely force you to draft because of this. You are also under a lot of pressure."

"But don't be anxious about this! You can't conceive a child just because you're pregnant."

Murong Yi lay on her chest, very tired. "Sometimes, I really don't want to be the emperor anymore. It's too tiring."

Lu Wanxi could also feel his tiredness. She was indeed very tired from living a day with no clothes and no food. She was heartbroken and wanted to get up at dawn to prepare for the morning court. They discuss political affairs in the morning, and after the morning they have to summon ministers and approve memorials. After a whole day, there is not much time for rest.

"It's natural to be tired after sitting in this seat."

"What's even more tiring is that I have to deal with those ministers. I also have to weigh the courtiers and balance the forces of all parties. This is the most tiring thing."

"Your Majesty, it's really hard work."

"You have to take good care of me."

"here we go again."

After saying that, Murong Yi had already untied her clothes. Lu Wanxi said angrily, "Didn't you say you were tired?"

"I'm not tired now."

Lu Wanxi almost believed it, "Big liar."

Dense kisses fell on her chest, her clothes were scattered on the ground, and Murong Yi pulled down the red tent. Two figures in the tent were lingering.

…………

Lu Wanxi rested her head on his arm, hugged his neck, and said, "Jingwan has returned to Beijing. The emperor's grandmother will summon her to the palace tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Why didn't your Majesty react at all?"

"Do I need to react?"