there is a king in the palace

I don't know how long it took, the Queen's voice was inaudible, the imperial doctor sent in a lot of decoctions and ginseng slices, while the midwife brought out basins of sewage.

The king looked at Zhao Xianao, "Why is it taking so long?"

"It's not long, you be quiet."

In order not to make the queen feel flustered, there was only one imperial doctor and two midwives in the delivery room, and most of the court ladies and eunuchs outside the palace were also cleared out, leaving only Xiao Shunzi Xiaodouzi.

After all, the queen is not pregnant with his child, so she is not in a hurry.

The king propped his chin and looked inside blankly.

Suddenly there was a cry of a baby from inside, and the king jumped up all of a sudden, "Did he give birth?"

Zhao Xianao showed a little smile, "You heard it."

The king was extraordinarily nervous, and he would see a pair of newborn babies soon.

The smell in Zhao Xian'ao's hand moved vividly, and he felt that he might fall out of favor because of his second child.

unhappy.

At this moment, the midwife ran out scrambling and scrambling, she didn't look like He Xi at all, "It's bad, the queen gave birth to a stillborn baby!"

The king was stunned, "Just now, wasn't there still crying?"

"The empress was pregnant with a pair of dragon and phoenix twins, and one of them died..."

The king turned his head to look at Zhao Xianao, he didn't seem to be surprised by this, but asked calmly, "Is the stillborn a prince or a princess."

"If you go back to the emperor, it's... the prince."

Zhao Xianao nodded slightly, but before he could speak, the imperial physician ran out from inside, "Your Majesty! The Empress is bleeding!"

That means you can't live.

Zhao Xianao put down the teacup in his hand, took the king's hand and walked into the hall.

At this moment, the hall was filled with a strong smell of soup and blood. The king looked at the bed, but there was a pool of blood there, and the queen was also weak.

What's going on!

The king rubbed his eyes, and when he looked over again, the queen on the bed was weak, but only weak.

"what……"

Zhao Xianao took the princess from the midwife and signaled the midwife to go out.

There is no one else in the room.

The king strode forward to spread the news, and the prince who died of dystocia in the midwife's mouth happened to be lying in his swaddle.

"Hey?"

The king was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was Wen Sheng's mischief... To be precise, it was his mother's instigation!

Zhao Xianao walked slowly to the bedside, he was not very good at holding children, he looked cautious and careful.

Seeing his movements, Jiang Yanyu laughed, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"I should thank you too." Zhao Xianao sat down on a chair beside him and placed the doll next to his younger brother, "I will send you and the child out of the palace, and from now on, there will be no rivers in this world." This person Yan Yu, and you, must never marry Xianyong. In this life, you can only be an anonymous concubine in the back house of Prince Duan's mansion. Your children will only think that they are born of other women .”

Jiang Yanyu has already made all preparations. Although she looks weak and docile, she has a stubbornness in her bones. An ordinary woman has such choices and courage. Zhao Xianao thinks that she is stupid and has no choice. do not admire.

Of course, not to admire her stupidity.

Zhao Xianao glanced at the king who was walking slowly, reluctant to bring a little wind to blow the two children, and said softly, "This girl, I plan to name her Zhu An."

Knowing that Zhao Xianao would leave a child in the palace, Jiang Yanyu obsequiously handed over the right to name his son to Zhao Xianao, "Please give the name to the emperor."

Zhao Xianao glanced at the wrinkled little boy, "Let's call it Zhaocai."

The king listened to it, and burst out laughing.

The queen pretended not to hear clearly, "Chao'an, the name chosen by the emperor is very good."

Zhao Xianao corrected her pronunciation error from a Bible, "It's a trick, not a trend, it's a fortune."

"Your Majesty, Chao'an sounds very nice, Zhao Chao'an, how nice." The king pretended not to hear, and said Zhu An's name again, "Zhao Zhu'an...is also very nice to hear."

Zhao Xianao snorted coldly, and placed Wen Sheng on Jiang Yanyu's body, "Go out and pass on the news, the queen has died, remember to cry."

The king nodded heavily and ran out.

After a while, there were bursts of bells and the wailing of the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace.

Jiang Yanyu listened to these noisy voices and smiled. She reached out and touched Zhu An's cheeks, tears fell one by one, "Zhu An will be taken care of by the emperor. She is young and ignorant. I did something wrong, I hope the emperor can forgive her."

Zhao Xianao didn't speak, and Jiang Yanyu didn't care whether he answered or not.

Anyway, even if Zhao Xianao doesn't like Zhu An, someone will protect her.

Jiang Yanyu kept staring at Zhu An's face.

After this farewell, she and her daughter who was conceived in October may never see each other again in this lifetime.

In less than an hour, the "Queen" and "Prince" were buried in coffins, and the news was spread throughout Chang'an City.

But on this day, it began to rain in Chang'an, and it was raining everywhere, and the howling wind made people's hearts tremble.

It was widely rumored among the people that the empress and prince were killed by those grieving ghosts. The emperor was frightened and cursed, and even threatened that he would never die.

The next day when Zhao Xianao went to court, all civil and military officials were blown up.

Originally, the birth of a dragon and phoenix was a good omen, but now the prince died young, and even the empress died. This is a very bad omen.

The civil servants summed up all the rumors in Chang'an during this period, and finally said in unison, "Your Majesty! I'd rather believe it than believe it!"

Zhao Xianao sat firmly on the dragon chair, without any sorrow for the death of his wife and children.

He looked at Duan Wang, that ice cube face that had not changed for 100 years was now smiling with his head down.

What did you do? I'm so angry.

"What are you laughing at, Prince Duan, you can be the emperor after I die."

King Duan hurriedly knelt down, suppressed the smile on his lips, and said seriously, "Your brother has absolutely no such intentions!"

Zhao Xianao didn't let him get up, and turned to look at the national teacher who was "recovering from a serious illness", "The national teacher still hasn't spoken yet."

The national teacher stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "This ghost is not incomprehensible..."

"Say."

"The harem is the place where the yang and yin qi are the most prosperous in the world, and the emperor's world's most yang qi suppresses the women. Therefore, the harem can be peaceful. However, those ghosts have resentment in their hearts, and their souls will never die , and was suppressed by the former emperor in the dry well for more than ten years, the resentment became even worse, and the yin energy of the women in the harem..."

The national teacher stood there, rambling on and on and on a lot, in short, the "fierce ghost" was full of resentment and nourished by yin energy, and now he has no sympathy for Zhao Xianao, who is the real dragon emperor. Fear, that's why they unscrupulously made trouble in the palace.

"I ask you how to solve it."

This play is too much.

"Your Majesty, this solution is easy and easy to say, but difficult to say."

The national teacher is best at fooling people, he always talks half-heartedly, and the people who hook him feel itchy, want to scratch him but don't give it to him, all the civil and military officials look at him eagerly, especially those impatient generals, if they are not in court In the hall, afraid of losing their dignity in front of the hall, they rushed up and stabbed him in the chest with a knife, forcing him to speak quickly.

Fortunately, Zhao Xianao helped them.

"Say."

The national teacher said unhurriedly, "It's like this, the empress is the master of the harem, if the empress also has a sharp-edged yang energy, she can suppress and disperse these rebellious souls."

Zhao Xianao didn't need to ask, the prime minister couldn't wait for his words to reveal the secret, "What kind of woman has the so-called sharp yang energy?"

"Women naturally don't have... need to find a son of pure yang who was born during the sun, moon, sun and sun. Such a son of pure yang can not only dispel evil spirits, but also strengthen the fortune of the Song Dynasty, and can also protect the emperor and prolong his life."

As soon as these words came out, the entire hall became silent, only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Zhao Xianao was secretly refreshed, but his face was extremely calm, "Where can I find the son of Chunyang?"

"Looking at the stars last night, I have already calculated the position of Chunyang's son. He and the emperor's zodiac match are really a match made in heaven."

Zhao Xianao laughed, but fortunately the civil and military officials below all lowered their heads and didn't see it. He took a deep breath and asked, "What do you think?"

Most of the people who can talk are the capable generals of the former emperor. Everyone has a share of credit when they forced the palace to go to court. It can be said that they are the enemies of those "spirits" just like Zhao Xianao. They watched helplessly. Zhao Xianao, as the real dragon emperor, couldn't stop these evil spirits. After his wife and children died, he was afraid that it would affect him and disturb the family.

Several ministers exchanged eye contact with each other for a long time, and it was the general Fu Yong who opened it first, "I think the national teacher's method is good! It can not only solve the worries of the harem, but also strengthen the Song Dynasty. It has all benefits and no disadvantages."

The prime minister also agreed, "The general is right."

The head of the military officer and the head of the civil servants played a very good role, and others also expressed their approval.

King Duan, who was kneeling on the ground, didn't listen to anything, all he could think about was when he would be able to retreat.

He is homesick.

However, when he retreated from the court, Zhao Xianao kept him.

"Brother Huang, can you explain to your younger brother?"

Zhao Xianao was puzzled, "You don't want to see Zhu An?"

"Chendi's niece, I naturally want to see it, but the princess is still in her infancy, and I am afraid that I will disturb the princess." Duan Wang said politely.

Zhao Xianao was very satisfied with his attitude.

He was also afraid that King Duan would visit his "daughter" in the palace every three days, then he would really be angry.

"Okay, I have something for you to do."

Even though he wanted to stay in the palace every day, King Duan still agreed, "Brother Huang, just give orders."

"I want to give him a good identity outside the palace, do you understand?"

"My brother understands."

After everything was arranged, Zhao Xian'ao, who was only waiting for the empress ceremony, walked briskly back to Qianqing Palace, and heard the king's laughter from a long distance away.

"Hahahahahaha, she is holding my fingers!"

Zhao Xianao couldn't help laughing, and when he walked into the Qianqing Palace, the king was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the nurse standing beside him was looking at her heart, she just pretended not to see the king's unscrupulous sitting on the dragon bed .

"Why is it so funny, I heard it outside."

The king hurriedly waved at him, "Come here quickly! She is so beautiful!"

Talk nonsense with your eyes open.

Newborn milk dolls have strangely shaped heads, flushed cheeks, wrinkled facial features, and sparse hair sticking to their heads. Zhao Xianao doesn't look good even with his eyes closed.

"It's ugly." Zhao Xianao couldn't understand. Although Jiang Yanyu was a bit stupid, but she didn't have to choose her appearance. How could the child she gave birth be so ugly.

"How ugly? She must be a great beauty in the future~" the king said, holding his face and looking at Zhu An happily.

Zhao Xianao pursed his lips, picked up Zhu An and handed it to the wet nurse, "Hold him down."

"What are you doing, I haven't played enough with her yet!"

"What is there to do with a child who is less than two days old? I will tell you something." Zhao Xianao took off his shoes, sat on the bed in the same posture as the king, looked at him for a long time, and laughed, "I will marry you in a few days."

After the king heard this, he covered his face in embarrassment, lowered his head and let out a weird laugh that fully expressed his joy, "hehehehehehehehe."

This shy reaction made Zhao Xianao instantly understand that a large part of his joy came from him being able to be like him at last, not... that he was about to become a queen.

"Just so happy?" Zhao Xianao asked this with tenderness in his eyes.

"Happy!"

The king was very happy, he smiled for a while and suddenly stopped as if thinking of something important, turned to face Zhao Xianao and said, "Your Majesty... I'll... look at Zhu An, and think of a very serious question."

"what is the problem?"

The king was a little embarrassed, "You don't even have a son, who will inherit the throne in the future? Why don't you leave Chao'an behind."

Zhao Xianao bent his lips, moved closer to the king, leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "Who said I don't have one? After we get married, you will give me a child. I will work harder and let you have two children in three years, okay?"

The king's face turned red, and he stammered, "I, I'm serious, how could I..."

After all, the king has been in the palace for so long. He knows the importance of heirs to Zhao Xianao. Ordinary families are single-minded in giving birth to sons to carry on the family line. Then the Zhao family really has the throne to inherit. I'm sorry.

Zhao Xianao nodded, with a face of sudden understanding, "Oh, so you can't give birth, so I'll find someone else to give birth."

"Don't, don't, don't." The king hugged his waist, raised his head cautiously, his watery eyes were covered with mist, "I can, I can give birth."

Zhao Xianao loved his appearance so much, he held his face and kissed him.

Zhao Xianao didn't give the king a clear answer, so the king was still thinking about this matter in his heart. After a while, he thought of a good way, "Or else, when you are older, I will be your son." , to take care of you until the end of your life, and help you become the emperor by the way."

Just after Zhao Xianao kissed him, he slapped him on the head with his hand back, "It's a beautiful thought, tell me, is your goal to take my throne?"

"It hurts—" the king rubbed his head and slapped back, "I'm trying to help you find a way. Kindness is not rewarded."

Seeing that he dared to fight back, Zhao Xianao laughed angrily, and slapped him again, "Dare to hit me!"

The king's counterattack came quickly, and hit Zhao Xianao's shoulder with a slap, "What!"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

The two sat cross-legged on the bed and beat each other more than a dozen times, and it ended with Zhao Xianao surrendering, "I don't care about you."

In Zhao Xianao's case, the king can be called very heartless.

He planned so much, wasted so much energy, and even made up the plot in the storybook, for what reason, it was not because he was afraid that the king would receive too much attention, and that his identity would be discovered.

Otherwise, with his reputation of being an emperor for many years, he can directly make the king the queen.

The king rubbed his shoulders, "It hurts so much from you beating me, and you still say you don't care about me, I don't even bother to beat you!"

Zhao Xianao was dumbfounded, "Brother, you are a tiger, you can knock open an iron cage with one paw, you haven't used your strength yet?"

The king felt guilty, he looked here and there, but he didn't look at Zhao Xianao, "I didn't put much effort into it."

Zhao Xianao immediately began to unbutton his clothes, he took off his long robe and middle coat, revealing his smooth body, then pointed to his reddened shoulders and asked the king, "Please repeat what you just said, I will listen to you. "

The king immediately changed his face, "Wow! Your Majesty, you are so beautiful. How can someone have such a handsome belly button! Just look at this belly button and you will know that it is not an ordinary person's belly button."

"...If you don't know how to praise others, then don't praise, okay?" Zhao Xianao covered his belly button, shook his head and chuckled.

What to do, he has nothing to do with this little fat tiger.

"By the way, you will move out of the palace tomorrow. In about two days, I will order the national teacher to find you. Then you can just pretend that you have never been to the palace."

The king obeyed everything, "I know, I will miss you so much these two days, I can't eat or sleep because I think about it."

"I don't think about tea or food."

"That's right, that's what I mean!" Da Wang nodded fiercely like a chicken pecking at rice, and then asked Zhao Xianao, "What about you, don't you think too much about me?"

Zhao Xianao replied, "I miss you more than you miss me."

"I miss you more than you miss me!"

"I miss you more and more."

"I miss you more and more!"

Seeing that they were about to compete again, Zhao Xianao obediently shut up, "Okay, you miss me more."

The king is satisfied.

Zhao Xianao still had to approve the memorial, and the king took advantage of this time to go to the tea house.

After he was not working in the tea house, Fu Rong found a young eunuch serving tea, and he was extremely busy every day.

When the king went, the little eunuch was not there, "Furong~"

Fu Rong turned her head and saw him laughing, "Why did I remember this?"

People in the palace knew more or less about the matter of the emperor and the king. The concubine who disappeared out of thin air in the palace and the dead queen made them panic, for fear that Zhao Xianao would kill them all and keep silent. I dare not discuss it below.

"I'm getting married, and I'm here to learn how to embroider purses from you. I read in the scriptures that before we get married, we have to give tokens of love, handkerchiefs, purses and so on."

The king threw two thunders at him with one sentence, which stunned Furong. He didn't know whether to be shocked by the fact that he wanted to get married, or because he wanted to learn embroidery.

"You, why did you come to learn from me?"

The king took it for granted, "I think you must be very good at embroidering here every day, and we have the best relationship, right?"

Fu Rong didn't know what to say, "Who do you want to embroider...for?"

"For..." The king paused before saying, "For the person who wants to marry me."

Fu Rong asked politely, "Are you planning to embroider mandarin ducks...or dragons..."

The king took out a piece of paper from his bosom, which was a picture Zhao Xianao drew for him a long time ago when he was the king of beasts, "Embroider a tiger, and then embroider the words Gong Xi Fa Cai on the bottom."

Fu Rong twitched the corners of her mouth, "Your token of love is so unique."

The king frowned, "This is called...well, flattery? Catering? Anyway, that's what it means."

"I understand. Have you prepared the cloth and thread?"

Great Dynasty raised her chin with her dustpan, "Don't you have all of them?"

"Hey, I usually embroider these for fun. If you want to give...the person who wants to marry you, you must have better needles, threads and cloth."

The king understood, he turned and ran out.

The best thread and cloth in the palace are in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

His Majesty rushed to the House of Internal Affairs. He often came to pick up tea when he was on duty at the Qing Tea House a few days ago. However, this time was different. His Majesty came this time and was warmly welcomed by the second-in-command of the House of Internal Affairs.

"Isn't this Little Eunuch Yuan!"

The king looked at Wang Xing who was in high spirits, and said with a smile, "I want red cloth, black thread and gold thread."

These are Zhao Xianao's three favorite colors, as the former second in command, Wang Xing naturally knows it.

"You wait!"

Wang Xing paid for it himself, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs took the best brocade cloth and silk thread, just two bolts of cloth, "How?"

Your Majesty doesn't know if it's good or not, but it feels good to the touch, "Thank you."

"It's okay, it's a big deal."

The king returned to the tea house with the cloth and thread in his hands, Fu Rong was speechless, "You are just embroidering a purse, how can you use so much."

Holding the emperor's thigh is really different.

Rich.

"It's okay, come and teach me."

"It's hard, you have to be mentally prepared."

"I'm so smart, what can be difficult for me."

In fact, Fu Rong didn't have much confidence in the king, he was known to be clumsy.

But... Even if the embroidery is not good, the person who receives the purse will be extremely rare.

After Zhao Xianao finished approving the memorial, Xiao Shunzi immediately sent a clean handkerchief, Zhao Xianao wiped his hands and asked, "What about him?"

No need to mention the name, Xiao Shunzi knew who he was, "Eunuch Xiao Yuan didn't come to the Imperial Study Room, nor did he go to the Zangshu Pavilion."

Zhao Xianao didn't speak, Xiao Shunzi retreated with a handkerchief, after Zhao Xianao packed up his things, just arrived at the door, Xiao Shunzi stepped forward, "Mr. Fu Rong learns embroidery."

Zhao Xianao staggered and almost fell from the bluestone steps in front of the imperial study, "What do you want to learn?"

Xiao Shunzi repeated, "Embroidery."

Zhao Xianao was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Let's go and have a look."

As soon as Zhao Xianao arrived at the tea house, he heard the voice of the king, "Furong, the needle fell off..."

Insufficient confidence.

Fu Rong was full of anger, "Have you had a stroke! Why are you shivering! It's fine if you don't tremble or embroider!"

"Aren't I afraid of being tied..."

"I don't think you can send it out before you get married!"

A token of love?

Zhao Xianao backed out slowly.

It seems that he also has to start preparing.