I run a newspaper in ancient times

In the Qingchun Palace, Xiaoxia came in carrying the flagon with a distressed expression on her face, Shi Yu took it and signaled to go down first.

Xiaoxia frowned, and gave her a wink: If there is anything, call her immediately.

Shi Yu glared at her, nodded with a smile, and urged, "Let's go."

Xiaoxia bowed her body, left the dormitory, went out the door, looked left and right, found a guard in the imperial car, and said a few words in a low voice.

Shi Yu brought the wine pot in front of Emperor Yan, and said softly, "Your Majesty, please enjoy a little drink, after which you will easily get drunk and hurt yourself."

The jug in front of Emperor Yan was already empty. Under the candlelight, listening to the voice, his empty eyes could not help turning to Shi Yu: "Do you want to persuade me too?"

Shi Yu looked at him puzzled: "What are you persuading?"

Emperor Yan let out a laugh, took the newly sent jug and filled his wine glass, but just as he poured it, another wine glass was handed over under a catkin, he raised his head and saw Shi Yu smiling softly He said: "The concubine will drink with the emperor, but I don't drink too much, please forgive me, don't drink too fast."

"Okay." Emperor Yan agreed.

The wine glasses collided with each other with a crisp sound, Shi Yu picked it up and drank it dry, but with too much force, she choked her throat and coughed one after another.

Emperor Yan looked at her for a moment, then followed her back again and again, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said angrily: "I just said to take my time, why did you get bored, this wine is a bit strong, look, have you choked it?"

He handed over a cup of tea, Shi Yu quickly took a sip, coughed a few more times before recovering, but blushed, couldn't help but said: "The concubine usually takes one cup after another when she sees the emperor. It's difficult, I didn't expect...cough cough... Your Majesty, this is uncomfortable, please don't drink so fast."

Shi Yu put her hand on Emperor Yan's wrist, with deep worry in her eyes, not for herself, but for him.

Only after feeling the burn of strong alcohol once can he know the depth of his depression. She said in a low voice: "Is it okay? What's the matter, my concubine is with you."

Emperor Yan looked deeply into Shi Yu's eyes, and he found that despite all the sufferings, cold and warm, these eyes are still gentle and inclusive, clear as a spring, looking at her, no matter how irritable his heart is, he can slowly be relieved. Soothe and settle down.

"Ayu, do you like me?"

Shi Yu turned his face sideways, blinked his eyelashes, and then laughed lowly: "The emperor is so stupid to ask, why would he be here if he doesn't like it? A Yu wants to be with you, and only wants to be with you. "

It is only a matter of this moment that the hundred-refined steel turns into soft fingers.

Emperor Yan couldn't help hugging her, buried his face in her shoulder, smelling the faint fragrance with the tip of his nose, he suddenly became sore.

"It's a good thing you stayed, otherwise I would really be alone."

In this extremely high position, you can't pick up the stars by raising your hands, but if you raise your feet and walk the wrong way, you will be lost forever.

Emperor Yan was really scared, he didn't know where the way out was.

The beloved younger brother who was protected by him could rely on, support each other, and go forward hand in hand, but now he found out that he was wrong.

Li Li was stronger than he had imagined, and he was no longer needed, but could shield him from the wind and rain, and remove all obstacles in his way.

This should have been a good thing, but Emperor Yan suddenly realized that once a younger brother with the same bloodline and the same royal surname had other ideas, he could easily replace him, but he didn't care about it. Unrestricted power.

Once this idea appeared, he couldn't hold it back anymore, he would involuntarily substitute himself into Li Li, and then found that he couldn't stand the temptation when faced with the supreme power.

This situation made him even more helpless than facing the left prime minister and Wu Ninghou.

Even though he knew that this jealousy would make him lose his brother's trust and push Li Li to a more antagonistic side, he just couldn't help thinking about it and being afraid.

And this fear reached its peak when the courtiers uniformly elected Li Li as Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

In front of Emperor Yan, this is not only the court, but also thousands of people outside the palace who have the same idea.

His mind is not broad enough to face it calmly, he is a mediocre emperor after all.

Day after day of fermentation, people around him reminded him over and over again that he tried his best to resist, but in the end he was dragged to sink.

This period of time is too tormented.

And no one can tell about this darkness. The Empress Dowager of Cishou Palace is not only his mother, but also Li Li's mother. youngest son.

No matter who is sitting on the throne, it will not change the glory of the queen mother who is the mother of the world.

In the end, after going round and round, the only one Emperor Yan can confide in is his A Yu, for the sake of Shi Yu who he risked to stay in the palace.

Being hugged, Shi Yu raised her arms to hug Emperor Yan back, and gently patted his back to comfort him.

Shi Yu suddenly recalled what her father once said to her: "Although the third prince's aptitude is mediocre, but fortunately he will follow the prince around. In the future, you will be an idle prince, Ayu, and you won't have to work hard."

However, who would know that it was the third prince who finally sat on the throne?

It is difficult for an inappropriate person to sit in an inappropriate position.

Shi Yu suddenly wanted to ask directly, since something happened to the crown prince, as the most trusted brother, how could he live in peace and be given this chair by the powerful officials?

"Ayu, you will always be with me, won't you?"

When Emperor Yan's words came to his ears, Shi Yu came back to his senses, and then nodded: "I will not leave, as long as the emperor needs it, Ah Yu will always be here, and I will accompany her life and death."

She didn't mention Li Li, although she felt that Li Li didn't want the throne.

Because it is too easy to get, there is no need to use such a laborious method, but Emperor Yan is afraid, she will no longer make him unhappy by persuading her brothers and friends, she believes that people's hearts are long.

Shi Yu's repeated affirmations made Emperor Yan's tense heart relax, but he also became more attached.

Shi Yu filled himself with wine, picked it up and asked, "Your Majesty, do you still drink?"

"Drink, I must drink your wine."

Emperor Yan lifted it up, but was about to drink it in one gulp, but Shi Yu stopped him: "Wait."

Seeing that Shi Yu was holding the wine, he walked over from his arms, and Emperor Yan's heart felt hot when he looked at the entangled wrists of the two.

This is the gesture of handing over glasses of wine, Shi Yu looked over with lingering eyes that were as gentle as water, entangled in Emperor Yan's heart.

"Does the emperor still remember father's entrustment? The concubine has surpassed, and please the emperor to fulfill it."

Under her affectionate gaze, Emperor Yan nodded, and then nodded again heavily. He said in a hoarse voice: "How can we go beyond? I owe you, the grand master, and I will give you this dignity one day. .”

"With Sanlang's words, Ah Yu is very satisfied." Shi Yu smiled softly and beautifully, her tone was full of joy, "Although father is gone, Gaotang can't forget, three worships are three cups, okay?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

After drinking three cups without taking part in the fake, the slightly drunken state is revealed, throwing away the troubles, looking at the beauty who is as gorgeous as peach blossoms under the lamp, listening to the soft whispers and the sound of wine pouring into the cup, it is really better than the gods.

Emperor Yan didn't drink very well, Shi Yu knew that.

After drinking a few more glasses, she was already in a daze. Shi Yu looked at him closely, but the friendship in his eyes still couldn't conceal the struggle and hesitation.

Finally, her tightly pursed lips opened, she raised her head and drank the wine, put down the cup, and leaned gently into Emperor Yan's arms, whispering: "Your Majesty, I dreamed of my father last night."

"Oh, Taifu, what did he say..." Emperor Yan put his arms around her, and the smell of wine lingered on her neck.

"Father has always been unable to understand one thing."

"What's the matter..." The one with her arms around her waist leaned into her clothes.

"Father asked..." Shi Yu didn't look back, rubbed his cheeks, put his hand on Emperor Yan's, and stroked gently comfortingly, "Father asked...the red lacquered secret letter that suddenly appeared in Shangren Palace , who actually put it in... Your Majesty, do you know?"

The breathing behind her suddenly stagnated, Shi Yu's heart skipped a beat, and she slowly turned her face away.

Seeing Emperor Yan looking at her with his head tilted, Shi Yu was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and his face gradually turned pale.

"emperor?"

Shi Yu swallowed her throat, bit her lip and tried to speak in a normal voice, but her eyes were firmly fixed on his face.

However, Emperor Yan smiled strangely, but lowered his head and kissed her: "I... don't know."

Disappointment shrouded Shi Yu's heart, but at the same time, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She gasped and was about to sink, but the next moment...

"But I saw it."

Shi Yu's eyes widened suddenly.

"I saw it, alone." After whispering in his ear, Emperor Yan laughed and hugged her up.

Because he was drunk, he couldn't stand upright, and the two stumbled towards the bed...

The bed curtain fell, and the bed was covered with black hair.

Shi Yu stared blankly at the roof of the tent, the blood all over her body flowed back coldly, her limbs became stiff, as if she could die right away.

She saw it, but didn't say it... Tears slowly formed in her eyes.

But the drunken man with his head buried in his neck was still in a daze, and didn't notice her gaffe.

"Ayu, give birth to a child for me."

A low whisper rang in Shi Yu's ears. The moment she entered, she held the quilt tightly, but couldn't help crying anymore.

When Shi Yu was promoted to the imperial concubine position, it was the first time that Li Li went to court wearing a first-rank official uniform.

In the days from autumn to winter, the days have become shorter, and you have to get up before dawn in the morning, braving the howling wind to rush into the palace gate, Li Li is almost as good as dead, no matter how much she lays on the bed, she refuses to pull out the quilt.

Just looking at this point, Fan Zhiyuan knew that this person was definitely not suitable to be an emperor.

General Fan himself practiced three times in winter, three days in summer, and sleeping late, since he can remember.

When the rooster crowed, he had finished collecting gold and was ready to take a shower.

However, as soon as I came back, I saw Donglai and Nanxiang, one was carrying an official uniform, the other was carrying a washbasin, calling to get up over and over again.

This is the case every day, you must come again.

It was really not easy for these two servants, when they saw Fan Zhiyuan's busy eyes asking for help.

The latter sighed softly, shook his head, walked into his bedroom resignedly, arrived at the bedside with ease, and lifted off the arched bulge.

Although there were charcoal basins around, there was still a gust of cold wind pouring into the thinly dressed young man, which froze him a bit, and subconsciously fumbled around for a warm quilt, preparing to wrap it into a ball again and continue to sleep soundly.

Every time Fan Zhiyuan looked at this persistent spirit, he was speechless for a while, throwing the quilt further away without saying a word.

"A Li, if you don't go to court, it will be too late." There was a sense of helplessness in the voice.

Li Li groped for a long time with her eyes closed, but couldn't find the bed, and was finally forced to wake up from a dormant state.The moment he opened his eyes, he stretched his teeth and claws at the person with all four legs together, wrapped in a strong breath of getting up.

Fan Zhiyuan tilted his head twice, turned his body sideways, raised his hand and locked it, and then raised it, and when he let it go, the person stood firmly on the ground, and then called Donglai to hand over the handkerchief.

A warm wet handkerchief was wiped on Li Li's face. Although the confused person was still confused, his hands and feet were honest.

"Hurry up and change clothes, I'll send him into the palace." Fan Zhiyuan stepped aside after finishing all this, and went next door to wash and change clothes.

Dong Lai and Nan Xiang took this opportunity to quickly change Li Li's official uniform, comb his hair, re-clean his face and skin care, and feed his master breakfast in a moment of spare time. The puppet-like Li Li was returned to Fan Zhiyuan.

At this time, Xiaofei had already ordered the horse to be ready, Fan Zhiyuan wrapped him in a cloak and put him on Texue's back, got on the horse, and hurried towards the palace gate with a whip.

It wasn't that he was showing his affection openly, it was that if he didn't ride a horse or take a carriage, Li Li would definitely be late.

At first Fan Zhiyuan was quite awkward and had to hesitate a while, but as the number of times increased, he stopped struggling after checking the timing.

Throwing people on the horse's back, hugging tightly to block the wind in one step, very calm and calm.

In addition to his stubborn refusal to admit it, his bottom line for Li Li has already exceeded the definition of a partner.