Whose cub am I pregnant with?

The next day, Zhao Qi and Empress Dowager Wen left for Muyang Mountain, and Xiao Shiqing led all the civil and military officials out of the palace to see them off.This is Zhao Qi's first time out of the palace after wearing the book, he said: I am very happy - a ghost.

He didn't want to go out of the palace at all, he just wanted to stay in the bedroom, eat and sleep when he was full, eat when he was full, and be as quiet as a chicken.The palace is heavily guarded, and there are guards everywhere, so it is very safe.There are more force majeure outside the palace, too many people want his life, maybe there are a bunch of assassins waiting to cut him in some invisible grass.

Zhao Qi repeatedly told He Changzhou: "When you leave the palace, you are not allowed to leave me for a single step, and you must stick to me all the time, do you understand?"

He Changzhou asked, "What about when you're sleeping?"

Zhao Qi: "We can sleep in one room."

He Changzhou rubbed his nose, "This..."

"General He, don't hesitate," Xiao Shiqing walked to the two of them, and said coolly, "Not everyone can get on the emperor's dragon bed—are you ready?"

He Changzhou said: "Well, you can leave at any time."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Xiao Shiqing said, "Go invite the Queen Mother."

Zhao Xi helped Empress Wen to the outside of the main hall, followed by Xiao Shiqing and He Changzhou from left to right.Hundreds of officials were divided into two columns, and they knelt down to salute them.Standing at the highest point, Zhao Xi looked at the crowd and finally felt a little bit like an emperor, "Look, these are all the lands and mountains that I conquered."

Empress Dowager Wen: "What nonsense, this was brought down by your grandpa."

"... Oh." Zhao Qi also remembered that Dajing was only 50 years old, and he was the third emperor of Dajing.The former dynasty was Dachen, not long after the country fell, there are still many remnants scattered all over the country, thinking about anti-jing and returning to Chen every day.In the original work, the power of the remnants of the previous dynasty runs through the whole text, and it will come to brush up the sense of existence from time to time.

Several people walked down the steps, and the carriages of the Empress Dowager and the Emperor stopped in front of them.Zhao Xi helped Empress Dowager Wen get into the carriage first, and then came to his own carriage. Jiang Dehai squatted on the ground. According to the usual practice, Zhao Xi stepped on his back to get into the carriage.

Zhao Xi waved his hand and said, "No need, I can go up by myself."

Xiao Shiqing looked at the little emperor who only reached his shoulder, "Are you sure?"

He Changzhou said: "Your Majesty, let's get on the carriage."

Xiao Shiqing inexplicably said: "Is the general addicted to hugging?"

He Changzhou: "..."

Zhao Qi, who was struggling to climb the car: "???"

Xiao Shiqing said lightly: "Since he wants to climb, let him climb."

The first level of government officials crushed people to death, and the prime minister spoke up, so He Changzhou had no choice but to obey.

The carriage is a little shorter than the horse, but it is not easy to get on it easily.As an otaku, Zhao Xi could even hold Rong Tang under him when he was ill, his physical strength can be imagined.He grabbed the railing of the carriage, and using the strength in his hands, he stepped onto the carriage and climbed up with difficulty.He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it might not be possible to continue like this, and he will have nothing to do and exercise more like the harem beauty.

Zhao Qi looked down at Xiao Shiqing, and said: "Prime Minister, I will take a step first, and I will trouble you to stay in the palace for the next few days."

Xiao Shiqing cooperated with Zhao Qi to walk through the scene, and smiled slightly, "Your Majesty, don't worry."

Zhao Qi turned around and wanted to get into the carriage, but unexpectedly his foot was empty. He struggled hard, trying to keep his balance on the edge, but things happened too fast, he was too late to do anything, so he could only close his eyes in resignation.

Amidst the screams of the attendants around him, Zhao Qi bumped into someone heavily.The man snorted, took half a step back, put his hands on Zhao Qi's waist, and barely stabilized his figure.

Zhao Qi smelled the familiar faint fragrance of ink, and then Xiao Shiqing's voice rang in his ears: "Is the emperor getting fat?"

Zhao Qi: "..."

"Eat less on the mountain." Xiao Shiqing hugged Zhao Qi for another moment before letting him go.

He Changzhou had a complicated expression, and asked, "Is the emperor alright?"

"It's okay." Zhao Xi shook his waist. He has gained some flesh after being salted for so long, but his waist is still quite thin.

Jiang Dehai had lingering fears in his heart, "Your Majesty, you are trying to scare this servant to death! You should step on the servant's back!"

Zhao Qi didn't want to bother anymore, "Sure."

"No need." He Changzhou said, picked up Zhao Qi with one hand, put him on the carriage easily, and said with a smile: "The emperor stands firm."

Zhao Qi applauded the venue and gave a "wow", "Little General He is really powerful and powerful, he is amazing for my general."

Xiao Shiqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked away, "It's getting late, please, Your Majesty."

The other ministers followed suit and shouted, "Respectfully send off the empress dowager."

Muyang Mountain is located in the outskirts of Beijing, and it takes about a day to get there from the imperial palace.Zhao Qi's carriage was very spacious, with a bed, a table, and a bookcase full of books for him to relax.

However, it is impossible to read a book. Zhao Xi can recognize every word, but together they are beyond the blind spot of his knowledge.It took him half a day to turn a page without guessing, so he might as well sleep if he has the time.Moreover, the comfort level of the carriage was too low, and the road surface was uneven and bumpy. He started to feel sick shortly after getting in the carriage.

During the break, He Changzhou got into the car with a bunch of food to look for him, and was startled when he saw his face, "What's wrong with the emperor?"

Zhao Qi wrapped himself in a blanket, only showing a pale little face, and said weakly: "I'm a little motion sick."

"The emperor will get motion sickness, why didn't you say it earlier." He Changzhou put the food on the table, took a piece of hawthorn cake from it, and handed it to Zhao Xi's mouth, "The sourness should be relieved, the emperor opened his mouth."

Zhao Qi shook his head, "I won't eat." He can't eat anything now, and he will definitely throw up if he eats it.

He Changzhou looked at him and joked, "Is it because the emperor listened to the prime minister's words that he didn't eat anything?"

...Where is this going?Zhao Qi didn't bother to explain, "Yeah, he thinks I'm fat."

He Changzhou was quiet, and said: "Don't listen to the prime minister, the emperor is not only not fat, he should also eat more. As for the waist of the emperor, I can hold it with two hands."

Zhao Qi forced a smile, "I really don't want to eat it."

He Changzhou proposed: "Or the emperor will ride with me?"

"Oh?!" Zhao Qi became interested, "But I'm not very good at riding a horse."

He Changzhou was surprised and said: "The emperor won't? But isn't the art of riding and shooting a must-learn for Prince Dajing?"

Zhao Xili was blunt and strong, "I didn't study hard."

He Changzhou said: "Then I will ride the same horse as the emperor."

Zhao Xi followed He Changzhou out of the carriage, and He Changzhou's horse was resting beside the carriage.When Jiang Dehai learned that Zhao Qi was going to ride a horse, he worried the old lady again, "Is this possible? What if the emperor gets hurt somewhere..."

He Changzhou interrupted him: "Eunuch, don't worry, with me here, the emperor will be fine."

Zhao Qi looked at the horse, which was about as tall as himself, and asked, "Can I trust you, General He?"

A strange look flashed in He Changzhou's eyes, "Yes." He put his arms around Zhao Xi's waist and took him into the carriage together.

Zhao Xi sat in front, with He Changzhou's strong chest behind him.He Changzhou put his arms around him and grabbed the reins, "How does your majesty feel?"

Zhao Qi took a deep breath, "I think the air outside is so refreshing."

He Changzhou smiled brightly, "Your Majesty, sit still."

Although riding a horse is bumpy, the air circulation is much better than sitting in a carriage.The horse was not walking fast, so Jiang Dehai followed the horse on foot, watching Zhao Qi intently, for fear that he would accidentally fall off.The spring breeze hit his face, bringing with it a smell of fragrant grass, which was somewhat similar to the smell on He Changzhou.

Speaking of which, He Changzhou, Xiao Shiqing, and Rong Tang all have a unique smell, and I don't know if he has a smell.

He Changzhou's voice came from behind: "What is the emperor thinking?"

"smell."

"Ok?"

"Do I have a smell?"

He Changzhou said, "Yes."

"Then what do I smell like?"

He Changzhou lowered his head and sniffed Zhao Qi's hair, "Sweet."

Zhao Qi:? ? ?

Jiang Dehai laughed and said: "Yonghua Palace has been lit with ambergris for many years, the emperor should smell of ambergris."

"I see." He Changzhou said, "No wonder I can't smell this smell in other places."

"Do you like to hear it?" Zhao Qi turned his head slightly in the spring light, his temple hair was blown a little messy, "I will reward you when I turn back."

Jiang Dehai's face changed, "You can't do this, Your Majesty. Since ancient times, ambergris has been used by the imperial court, not to mention ordinary ministers, even the queen."

"It's okay," He Changzhou looked at Zhao Qi's profile, "I can just ask the emperor when I want to hear it."