A kitten dressed as an empress

Wen Ruyan naturally knew that Zhao Yao would definitely not give up, so she pulled the quilt and lay down quietly.

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and Zhao Yao raised her hand to touch her lips, and she could still see the smeared blood, and the people beside her couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

Ever since the little palace man sent her away, Wen Ruyan was not very willing to make out, this time it was rare to take the initiative.

Zhao Yao approached sideways, stretched her arms to embrace the person whose back was facing, and said in a low voice, "You only blame me in every sentence, but have you ever really obeyed me?"

On the surface everything is going well, but in reality he still goes to Zangshu Pavilion to see the little palace man, Zhao Yao turns a blind eye to this.

Wen Ruyan turned around and asked, "Do you think obedience means liking?"

"Isn't it?" Zhao Yao approached quietly, and almost half of them moved towards her.

"Then why don't you like Xie Min?" Wen Ruyan couldn't see that Zhao Yao approached quietly, but knowing that she was extremely cold in winter, she didn't have the heart to push her away, and raised her hand to press her firmly. The gap between the bedding in the human world.

Satisfied, Zhao Yao embraced the warm Wen Ruyan and responded, "Why should I like Xie Min?"

Wen Ruyan could not wait to roll his eyes, this man spoke as if he was doing Tai Chi, he raised his hand and lightly pinched Zhao Yao's earlobe and said, "You haven't answered the question I asked first."

"Xie Min is just a courtier, I'm the emperor, the status of the two is different, how can they be regarded as liking?" Zhao Yao reached out and took this soft hand and put it on the bedding.

"You said you had to obey before, but now you want to talk about your identity, then we are even more inappropriate."

Zhao Yao asked puzzledly, "Are we not suitable?"

Wen Ruyan let Zhao Yao hold her hand and responded: "First of all, you said that I would not obey, but Xie Min absolutely obeys your orders. Secondly, I am a commoner who has not registered in the Southern Kingdom. She is now the leader of the Northwest Kingdom. General, no matter how you look at it, Xie Min is more suitable to be a queen than me."

"If you want an identity, I can set one up for you. How can Xie Min be as important as you in my heart?" Zhao Yao gently rubbed the soft flesh of her palm with her fingertips, and stared at the extremely serious Wen Wen with her eyes. Ruyan, Tanjin lightly pecked those cherry lips, "As long as you don't get angry with me on weekdays, no one can take away the Queen's position."

Lost for a moment, Wen Ruyan retreated to avoid the sudden intimacy, and slightly pressed her warm lips in response: "You just refused intimacy, now you are not allowed to kiss."

Zhao Yao's thin lips were moist and shiny, and her eyes were burning as she looked at the person who closed her eyes and stopped making a sound, she could only sigh softly, but the hand clasped between her fingers never let go.

At night when the winter snow falls, there is always some noise. Wen Ruyan lost sleep for some reason, and when she slowly opened her eyes, Zhao Yao beside her was already fast asleep.

The warmth on her lips hadn't dissipated yet, Wen Ruyan raised her hand to touch it lightly, her cheeks were still slightly flushed.

As Zhao Yao became more and more used to the position of emperor, this kind of obedience would only continue to deepen, even if she obeyed for a while, it would explode again due to other things.

To some extent, the relationship between father and son in feudal society is a kind of obedience.

The emperor is in the group of officials, the group of officials can only obey, and the emperor is used to ordering, and even takes others' obedience as a matter of course, so he will be placed among others without any accident.

Even if Zhao Yao wanted to deliberately treat them differently, once they encountered a conflict point, they would immediately expose the emperor's way of thinking.

Wen Ruyan turned her head to look at Zhao Yao, and looked at the hand that was tightly held, itching and numb, what a tormentor.

However, Zhao Yao's sleep quality was not very good, and Wen Ruyan could only bear the itch!

It had been snowing heavily for several days, and thick snow was piled up everywhere in the palace. Wen Ruyan came out to breathe because the smell of charcoal fire in the side hall was too dizzying.

When Xie Min came out of the side hall, he sized up the newly promoted female scholar and stepped forward, "Miss Wen, Your Majesty said it's cold outside, so let you go in for a while."

Wen Ruyan was eating meat crisps, and replied helplessly, "Yes, I see."

It's only two bites of a meat crispy cake, does Zhao Yao think she can fly?

This female scholar is somewhat different from Su Qing, her origin is unknown, and she has no background in the government and the opposition, but the empress favors her so much, it is really unusual.

After Xie Min left, Wen Ruyan ate the meat pie in two or three bites, and when he was about to push the door open, Zhang Youmou came out from the inside.

The two were taken aback, Zhang Youmou turned sideways first and said, "Why don't you invite Miss Wen first."

Wen Ruyan sized up the handsome Zhang Youmou and stepped back, saying, "Master Zhang's business is urgent, you should go out first."

Zhang Youmou held some memorials and was looked at a little panicked. Recently, Xie Min often looked at him like this when he returned to the capital. Could it be that he made people suspicious?

"Is there something on my face?" Zhang Youmou asked hesitantly.

"No, Mr. Zhang is worrying too much." Wen Ruyan suddenly thought about Zhang Youmou or her wife, who had the upper hand.

After all, the last time I met Mrs. Zhang Youmou, she seemed to be a tough person. Although Zhang Youmou was taller, he was a weak scholar, and he might be the one who was bullied.

The more Wen Ruyan thought about it, the more she felt that the contrast was too cute. After all, Zhang Youmou was usually quite tough in court, but when he returned home, he was bullied by his wife.

The picture is too beautiful to imagine.

Zhang Youmou, who didn't know what Wen Ruyan was thinking, heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to leave the side hall to deal with official business.

The ministers of the government affairs cabinet in the side hall are still dealing with complicated memorials. Zhang Youmou was still carrying two boxes of memorials just now. The government affairs are frighteningly busy at the end of the year.

Wen Ruyan walked through several screens, and saw Zhao Yao holding hot tea and looking out of the window at the snowy sky. She had taken off her complicated court clothes in the morning, and now she was only wearing a dark blue dress with intricate golden dragon patterns and auspicious clouds embroidered on it. The pattern is also very beautiful.

On weekdays, there are mostly bright colors, but such dark colors are rare. It can't help but complement Zhao Yao's warm jade-like skin, which is particularly translucent, and Zhao Yao is particularly calm and restrained.

Originally a person who doesn't like to talk and laugh, this will make him look more aura, obviously he is only 22 now.

Those ink-like eyes poked this way, Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to make a gesture, but did not make a sound.

Although it was blocked by a screen, the ministers could more or less hear the voice, so Zhao Yao seldom spoke.

Wen Ruyan walked forward in confusion, only to see an attic from the window and wondered, "Why didn't I see such an attic before?"

"This is a newly built attic in Chaotian Temple. After we move in, you can go up and have a look."

Zhao Yao raised her hand to hold Wen Ruyan's drooping hand. She was worried that she would feel cold, but she didn't expect her hand to be warmer than her own.

The words were so clear, Wen Ruyan naturally understood the meaning and responded softly: "I'm fine, I go to the attic to watch what you do every day?"

It was rare for Zhao Yao to show a smile, and she embraced Wen Ruyan with a smile in her eyes and asked, "I didn't say what to see, why do you want to come to see me every day?"

This man is really very cunning.

Wen Ruyan replied with slightly red cheeks: "I'll ignore you if you ask the question knowingly."

"We moved in on New Year's Eve. You can watch it if you want, I didn't force you." Zhao Yao pinched the soft flesh in her palm with her fingertips and said softly.

This posture of attaching to the ear is particularly ambiguous. I just feel that my ears are burning. Wen Ruyan put his hands on his shoulders to distance himself and said, "Aren't you afraid of being heard by the ministers?"

"So what if they hear it?" Zhao Yao lightly supported Wen Ruyan with her palm, raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and said with a smile, "Where did you go to steal the meatloaf?"

Wen Ruyan looked away in embarrassment, "It's all your fault for rushing, I just have to hurry up and finish eating."

Zhao Yao lightly moved her palm and teased: "Let me see if you are full?"

This movement and words really made it hard for Wen Ruyan not to think of some indescribable event, blushing and pressing his hand, he said, "What are you thinking about in broad daylight?"

Zhao Yao, who hadn't been slowed down before, looked at the blushing person, and realized that it seemed a little too ambiguous.

"What am I thinking, you don't know?" Since Zhao Yao rejected her initiative to make out, she could only watch, feeling a little itchy in her heart.

"you……"

"Your Majesty." The palace servant outside the screen held the memorial and waited in embarrassment for a long time before daring to speak out.

"Come in."

Zhao Yao was sitting at the main table, the palace servants put down the memorial, and lowered their heads, not daring to look elsewhere.

When the palace servants left, Wen Ruyan closed the book in embarrassment, secretly relieved and said, "Fortunately, the ministers are not here to discuss government affairs, otherwise, what will you do?"

"You should tell them what to do." Zhao Yao looked at the obviously shy person with a bright smile in her eyes while holding the pen.

This person really refreshed Wen Ruyan's moral lower limit on face.

Song Zhen would occasionally be recruited to play chess with the empress, but these days she seemed to be left out in the cold.

After finally being called one day, Song Zhen deliberately dressed carefully, even thinking that it would be better to be more explicit, as compared to the Empress, she seemed to like to take the initiative.

Song Zhen took her seat in the side hall, but she didn't expect that today's chess player was not the empress, but the female scholar surnamed Wen.

"I'm busy with business today, you two should have a great discussion." Zhao Yao said with the memorial in his hand.

Song Zhen was slightly taken aback, then quickly restrained her expression and replied: "Yes."

It seems that the Empress deliberately let herself get along with her, is it to choose between the two?

So Song Zhen was more cautious than usual when playing chess, but who would have thought that Scholar Wen would not know how to play Go at all, and after a few disastrous defeats, the sky had already darkened.

It's always dark and too early in winter, Song Zhen didn't want to waste the time, but Bachelor Wen naturally didn't want to leave.

Song Zhen didn't see the Empress look at her until she left the side hall. Who will win this game?

Wen Ruyan tidied up the chessboard anxiously, originally wanting to go and see Xia Xiang, but who would have thought that Zhao Yao insisted on making trouble, and now she would be defeated.

Su Qing sat beside the charcoal basin with a book in his hands, while Xia Xiang was copying the book, but looked at the door from time to time.

"Miss Wen is a bit busy these days, I'm afraid I don't have time to take care of it, you should restrain your mind." Naturally, Su Qing couldn't truthfully say that His Majesty deliberately obstructed it, and could only remind him tactfully.

"Ah."

In the afternoon, Xia Xiang helped to clean up the collection of books in Zangshuge. Su Qing stood on the wooden ladder and carefully cleaned up the ashes. He checked the books eaten by the mice in his hand, and then took out a new one from the manuscript to replace.

Most of the books in Zangshuge are ancient books from hundreds of years ago. From bamboo slips and silk scarves to paper books, most of them are not easy to preserve. Therefore, Su Qing’s work is mostly delicate work. Book.

"The fourth volume of ancient sayings in Qinglan." Su Qing lowered the book, but the little palace man was stunned, "Xia Xiang?" Xia Xiang regained her composure and stretched her hands to hold the book carefully. :"what's on your mind?"

"Your Majesty forbid, that's why Miss Wen didn't come, right?" Xia Xiang's bright eyes stared straight at Su Qing.

Su Qing looked away hesitantly and replied: "Yes."

Since then, Xia Xiang seemed to no longer look forward to it, and her eyes were no longer as bright as before. She only concentrated on reading and reading, and never mentioned when Wen Ruyan would come.

A few days later, Wen Ruyan took advantage of Zhao Yao's meeting with the Ministers of the Government Affairs Cabinet, and then had the opportunity to sneak to the Library Pavilion.

"This is a new pastry made by the imperial dining room, and it's still warm." Wen Ruyan put the full box of pastries in front of Xia Xiang.

Xia Xiang stared blankly at Ying: "Thank you Miss Wen for the reward."

"You're welcome." Wen Ruyan raised his hand and rubbed Xia Xiang's cheek lightly, and said, "You have grown a lot, I'll measure it for you, and let Xiufang Secretary make you a new winter coat."

Su Qing watched the little palace man speak clumsy words, but the light in his pupils lit up again, but he didn't know whether it was good or bad in comparison.

Xia Xiang ate the pastry and obediently stood up straight and asked, "Miss Wen, have you been busy recently?"

Wen Ruyan was holding a homemade small handbook and a slender string in his hand, and measured Xia Xiang's height and said, "Yes, there are things to do every day."

"Did His Majesty bully you?" Xia Xiang asked hesitantly.

"you……"

Wen Ruyan turned his head to look at Xia Xiang who had grown a lot, "I have nothing to do with His Majesty, you don't have to worry, it's just that I can't come to see you often on weekdays, so you should learn from Miss Su, you know?"

Xia Xiang nodded, "Yes, I will."

"Xiao Xianger, you are so good."

Not long after, Wen Ruyan left Zangshu Pavilion.

When Su Qing looked at the little palace man who was still looking eagerly at the gate, just when he was about to speak, the little palace man turned around.

Those pupils lost the light they had before, and they could only sit on the sidelines and extract books.

"Do you like Miss Wen very much?"

Xia Xiang stopped writing slightly and replied: "Miss Wen treats Xia Xiang well, even better than my mother."

This is a very grateful child.

"Then do you remember your mother's appearance?" Su Qing asked curiously while drying the ink on the paper.

"Can not remember."

The palace people were sent in since childhood, and they could only leave the palace when they were sixty. To put it bluntly, they were sold into the palace by their parents.

Su Qing looked through the internal secretary's roster of palace personnel, and found that the year Xia Xiang entered the palace happened to be a year of famine and turmoil.

Xia Xiang carefully flipped through the books, although she couldn't remember her mother's appearance, she always remembered herself crying when she entered the palace.

That year, my mother gave birth to a younger brother, and my father was very happy. But after the famine, the family had no food. Xia Xiang remembered that when she was so hungry, sometimes she could only drink water to fill her stomach.

Then one day my mother was looking for an old nanny, she didn't know what to say, my mother accepted a heavy bag of things from the old nanny, then hugged the younger brother tightly in her arms, and left without looking back.

Xia Xiang clutched her right hand that was frozen from holding the pen for a long time and took out a small piece of pastry to eat. Only Miss Wen treated her well.

If it wasn't for Peony, I would still be able to serve by Miss Wen's side, everything was due to Peony.

Su Qing poured a cup of hot tea and put it in front of Xia Xiang, saying: "If your hands are cold, hold the teacup and rest for a while."

Although they got along for a while, the little palace people never dared to take an extra piece of paper, and they would not even pour a cup of tea, probably because they were scared by the old mother in the palace.

"Thank you, Ms. Su." Xia Xiang warmed her hands with a cup of tea, and asked hesitantly, "What happened to Sister Mudan?"

"Peony was punished into the West Alley, so you don't have to be afraid of her." Su Qing thought that the little palace man was just afraid, so he went out of his way to comfort her.

But the little palace man was extremely calm, and even showed a bit of pity, but when Su Qing looked at it again, he saw that it was just an ordinary expression, so he thought he was delusional.

After all, after extracting books for many years, Su Qing's eyes are a little blurred.

Xia Xiang felt a little regretful that she didn't have the chance to take revenge on Peony herself.

After all, Mudan has already been punished to go to West Alley. Although Xia Xiang has never been there, she knows that the old lady in the palace often mentions West Alley to her mouth.

The West Lane is a garden where the imperial palace detains wrongdoers. It is mainly responsible for the lowest dirty work on weekdays. Every palace man is shackled and has a crime brand on his face. He cannot leave the palace for the rest of his life. Almost every day there are Palace people died for various reasons.

But West Lane will not come to the inner secretary for inspection, and the dead palace servants are just corpses shrouded in straw mats and burned to death.

Half of Mudan's hand was burned and she could hardly move. She worked very slowly on weekdays. If she hadn't received the money, the old mother would have punished her long ago.

It was extremely cold in the winter snow, and Mudan was bringing a cup of hot water from the backyard, but she was knocked over immediately, and she wanted to scold with anger, but she had to hold back. Only for death.

"Hey, isn't this Sister Peony?" The little palace man who had informed Wen Ruyan back then was tossed into the West Alley by Peony, with a red scar on one side of his cheek, and malicious scrutiny in his eyes.

Peony took a few steps back and said, "It's you..."

The little palace man approached, raised his hand to pick up the hand hidden in the sleeve, the whole hand was in a state of necrosis and sneered, "It's only thanks to you that I can be what I am now!"

"save……"

A few palace people behind came forward, the little palace man covered Mudan's mouth and shook his head, "Don't worry, we will never let you go too happily due to your grievances."

Two days later, a dilapidated carriage came out of the west alley, and the old straw mat wrapped the palace man's body, but it couldn't cover the palace man's burned arm.

The blizzard subsided for half a month, and the sun came out in the afternoon. Wen Ruyan lifted potted plants and put them on the window sill of the side hall to bask in the sun, but the palace people of Yuqing Palace were already preparing to move things to Chaotian Hall.

It's a rare vacation at the end of the year, but Zhao Yao practices calligraphy, reads books and drinks tea like a veteran cadre, only missing a pair of presbyopic glasses.

Wen Ruyan looked at the window basking in the sun and said, "What's the difference between you doing this and not taking a vacation?"

Holding the book in one hand, Zhao Yao looked at the person who was shining with sunlight and replied seriously: "The difference is that I am now in Yuqing Palace instead of the main hall."

amount……

Can't she hear that she is complaining?

"Can't I see it?" Wen Ruyan felt that this was insulting his IQ.

"Then why do you ask?" Zhao Yao slowly got up and approached.

There was a period of time between the two of them, yet Wen Ruyan was speechless when asked.

Zhao Yao raised her fingertips to fiddle with the bright flowers and said, "Next year will be the season of scientific examinations, who do you think will win the champion?"

Wen Ruyan asked puzzledly: "The test hasn't started yet, I don't have the ability to foretell."

"Then let me remind you that they are selected from the big families like Song Xie Su Zhang."

"How do you know that Zhuangyuan Lang is the son of a wealthy family?"

"It has been like this since the founding of the Southern Kingdom. The Song Taishi of the Song family was the number one scholar in the Song and Qing Dynasties. The former Qi family was Qi'an Qitai. Most of the Wang and Zhou families were military generals. However, Zhou Du, the current minister of the Ministry of Industry, was also the number one scholar in the past. Now Now it's Su Hao from the Su family, and the big families come here in turn."

Zhao Yao lightly folded a branch, looked at the petals carefully and said, "After all, the big families grow up step by step like this."

Wen Ruyan raised his hand and patted Zhao Yao's cruel flower hand and said, "The flowers are blooming well, what are you doing?"

Seeing this, Zhao Yao had no choice but to put the branch in Wen Ruyan's palm and said, "The flowers always have to thank, I just let it stop when it's bright and dazzling, isn't it good?"

"This potted plant is the only flower I keep. If I say no, I don't allow it. Can you be reasonable?" Wen Ruyan really convinced Zhao Yao's unreasonable reasoning. It is rare for someone to be so reasonable when he broke someone else's flower. up.

Seeing that she was protecting her tightly, Zhao Yao had no intention of competing with a pot of flowers to be jealous, so she didn't touch her again.

Wen Ruyan took away Zhao Yao's branch, then took a book, and gently put the leaves in it.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Yao asked puzzledly.

"Simple specimen." Although Wen Ruyan didn't know if it could be done.

Zhao Yao really didn't understand Wen Ruyan's behavior sometimes, but seeing her cherished appearance, she just let her go.

"By the way, you mentioned the number one scholar earlier. I just remembered that Zhang Youmou is the chief examiner who is in charge of the imperial examination this time. There shouldn't be any leakage of the questions. Maybe there will be a number one scholar from a poor family."

"The Southern Kingdom's scientific examination is not something that ordinary poor people can read." Zhao Yao watched as Wen Ruyan closed the book and replied.

Wen Ruyan said with confusion in his eyes: "When I copied the laws and regulations, one of them explained that the scientific examination does not limit age and family status."

"No matter how good the law is, as long as it is enforced by human beings, there is a possibility of making mistakes." Zhao Yao sat aside and took a sip of tea. Examinations consume a lot of energy and financial resources, and ordinary people simply cannot afford such a large amount of expenses."

"Then it's better to set up a school with free tuition, so that ordinary people can afford to read."

"Tuition free?" Zhao Yao touched the warm teacup with her fingertips, "This is a huge expense. The ministers will either say that the treasury is empty, or they will secretly eat the money. Anyway, there are many counties in the Southern Kingdom, and most of them Far away from the capital, I am afraid it will be beyond reach."

Wen Ruyan poured himself a cup of tea, frowned slightly and thought for a while, "This matter is good for the country and the people. If it doesn't work now, let's try it in the future."

Nanguo may not be able to afford this expense, but if Nanguo is to prosper, talents are always indispensable.

A few years ago there were famines and turmoil, and now it's been a few years of peace. Wen Ruyan also knows that the treasury may not have so much silver at the moment, so there is no need to rush this matter.

Zhao Yao raised her hand and touched her slightly frowning brows in response: "I haven't even frowned, what are you so worried about?"

Wen Ruyan held up Zhao Yao's protruding hand and said, "Your hands are too cold."

Mingming has been clutching the hand warmer, why does it feel as cold as soaking in cold water.

"It's just a matter of physique." Zhao Yao replied with a slight twinkle in her eyes.

"Would you like the imperial physician to show you?" Wen Ruyan knew that Zhao Yao was as cold as ice in the winter night.

Zhao Yao shook her head and replied, "I know how to do medicine myself, so it's nothing serious."

Wen Ruyan thought of the poisonous techniques she found on the bookshelf, and was deeply suspicious of Zhao Yao's medical skills.

"Really, you don't have to worry about me." Zhao Yao pressed her hand to cover her own.

It was just an old disease, and Zhao Yao knew what the symptoms were, and it couldn't be cured and it wouldn't get worse.

If it weren't for the problem with the medicine that my aunt had been taking for many years, in fact, most of the recovery had been made, and the old disease now was caused by the medicine.

"I'm not worried about you." Wen Ruyan rubbed his cold hands, complaining, "You broke my flowers just now, so I don't blame you."

The two were sitting on a low couch, Zhao Yao approached and asked, "You're lying."

Wen Ruyan tilted her head and retreated: "What are you doing so close all of a sudden?"

Zhao Yao pursed her lips and pecked at those soft lips, then slowly opened the distance and said, "Kiss you."

With a light touch on her lips, when Wen Ruyan realized it, her earlobes were already red, but the face of the evildoer was very calm.

It's really bad.

Zhao Yaoben was reading at night, who would have thought that Wen Ruyan would ask the palace servants to turn on the boiling water and put it aside.

Wen Ruyan reached out and took Zhao Yao's hand away and said, "You are afraid of the cold, so soak your feet before going to sleep."

"Soak your feet?" Zhao Yao looked at the steaming water basin, although she didn't understand her intentions, she still sat slowly beside the bed.

The two soaked their feet together, but Wen Ruyan didn't expect the water to be so hot, and was still lingering on the water surface for a while, but Zhao Yao fell straight to the bottom.

Could it be a different water temperature?

Wen Ruyan stepped on the water basin on Zhao Yao's side as if poking her foot out, and retracted her foot when it was hot.

Holding the book in her hands, Zhao Yao looked at this little action and said, "What the hell are you playing?"

Who is playing?

"Don't you feel your feet are hot?" Wen Ruyan looked at Zhao Yao's feet, there was no sign of burning, but she was only halfway down, feeling that she was almost cooked.

"It's okay." Zhao Yao looked at Wen Ruyan's feet floating on the water, imitating her appearance just now, and gently raised her feet to step on the water on her side, "Is there any difference?"

Is this provocative?

Wen Ruyan looked at his braised pig's trotters, then at Zhao Yao's white and tender feet, and thought for a while that there is no need to compare some things, forget it!

When Wen Ruyan finally sank to the bottom, Zhao Yao had already finished soaking her feet.

After the palace people extinguished most of the lamps, Wen Ruyan yawned and lay on the side.

It was rare to see that Zhao Yao had closed her eyes and fell asleep, Wen Ruyan felt that soaking her feet more would help the surface of the water.

Moving to Chaotian Palace on New Year's Eve, Wen Ruyan asked the palace servants to carry away several large boxes of scriptures, holding potted plants in their hands, and was somewhat reluctant to leave Yuqing Palace.

Zhao Yao didn't seem to have anything to remember, she just took a look at the withered Qiongshu and left Yuqing Palace.

Wen Ruyan entered the Chaotian Hall, only to realize that this was not a reconstruction at all. The trees in the courtyard of the main hall were all changed, and even the lake of the former pavilion was filled.

The palace people waited outside the main hall, Zhao Yao led Wen Ruyan into the room and said, "The furnishings here are arranged according to the location of Yuqing Palace, so you can't always remember the location."

"Where do I have it?" Wen Ruyan retorted holding the potted plant.

The decoration in the inner hall is more complicated than that of the Yuqing Palace, and it is also very luxurious. From the bookshelf to the comb, there are gold decorations, and the roof is decorated with luminous pearls. I can't speak.

"Do you like it?" Zhao Yao didn't tell Wen Ruyan that the reconstruction of Chaotian Palace took three years, cost millions of taels of silver, and recruited countless craftsmen and painters, and most of the treasury was used here.

Wen Ruyan looked away and said, "I remember you said that the Nanguo treasury didn't have any money?"

This is too bad.

Zhao Yao stretched out her hand to open the window, concealed her eyes and said, "Actually, it didn't cost much money. The harvest in Nanguo is good this year."

"Okay." Wen Ruyan put the potted plant in his hand aside.

"Then do you like it?" Zhao Yao was somewhat unwilling to get a response.

Wen Ruyan looked sideways at Zhao Yao and replied seriously: "You won't become the first female emperor in the history books of the Southern Kingdom to be famous for her extravagance because of me."

Zhao Yao really didn't expect Wen Ruyan to think so far, she hooked her hand between her fingers and said, "The historian doesn't know about this."

Such a big palace, even if you want to hide it, you can't hide it.

"That's fine." Wen Ruyan looked at the golden floor tiles, and thought that if he could bring one piece back to modern times, he and Zhao Yao would have enough food and clothing.

Probably this answer was too shocking, Zhao Yao raised her hand to hug Wen Ruyan, pecked slightly complainingly, then she wouldn't say something nice to coax her lips.

This intimacy is not like Zhao Yao's domineering enthusiasm in normal times, but a childish kiss, Wen Ruyan couldn't help grinning, and it was rare for him to take the initiative to respond.

When the two separated, Zhao Yao blushed, and Wen Ruyan's nose was filled with white mist because of his rapid breathing, and he said with a smile in his eyes, "It's rare for me to win you once!" .”

"Just now you took advantage of my unpreparedness to sneak attack, it doesn't count." Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips slightly, her eyes were full of eagerness to try.

How could Wen Ruyan not understand Zhao Yao's thoughts, after all they have been together for so many years.

"Don't think about it." Wen Ruyan raised his hand and rubbed Zhao Yao's cheeks, and said earnestly, "The two of us hadn't settled the matter last time. Now you want to use beauty to seduce you. If I can't handle it, Stop, then you should blame me for not keeping my word."

Zhao Yao pursed her thin lips, held Wen Ruyan's hand, bowed her head and kissed the palm in response: "You are all mine, how can I blame you?"

These words really made Wen Ruyan say something in response, thinking about it, he was the one who suffered!

Then eating it back should be a courtesy.

On New Year's Eve, the officials brought their families to the banquet. Wen Ruyan sat beside Zhao Yao, and the officials next to him were either wives or palace servants.

The leaders of the six major tribes were divided into official positions, and now they can be regarded as official southern officials. Xie Min is the closest to the empress among the members of the Punishment Department.

Zhang Youmou was on the opposite side of Xie Min and others, so he was very close to the empress, followed by officials from the Song family and the Su family.

While Gu Lan was eating the imperial wine, Zhang Youmou raised his hand and pressed down on the jug and called softly, "Lan'er, don't be greedy."

"Don't worry, I'll only have two cups." Gu Lan looked at the wives of the families, and then looked at the empress above, but saw the female official serving Zhao Yao's dishes, "That female official seems to have a lot to do with the empress. "

Zhang Youmou held his chopsticks and replied softly: "Miss Wen has now been promoted to a bachelor's degree, and she is the new favorite of the government and the public."

"I think the empress has more thoughts than that." Gu Lan said something very meaningful while holding the wine cup.

"Lan'er, this is your second drink." Zhang Youmou hurriedly took away the cup because he was afraid that she would be greedy.

Gu Lan looked at Zhang Youmou helplessly and said, "Another drink?"

Zhang Youmou shook his head and responded, "Don't underestimate the strength of this drinker."

"Hey, okay." Gu Lan was about to take a few mouthfuls of food with her chopsticks, but unexpectedly, she met a woman's eyes.

Xie Min squinted his long and narrow eyes slightly, and held the wine cup between his fingers to observe the interaction between Zhang Youmou and his wife.

It is not false to say that the two people are in love, but there is an unexplainable contradiction in it.

"Lan'er, what are you looking at?" Zhang Youmou picked another Xiaodie dish for Gu Lan, and asked curiously when she saw that she hadn't moved her chopsticks.

Gu Lan tilted her head and said with a slight smile, "That one, could it be that you don't like you anymore?"

Zhang Youmou was baffled by this look, and looked towards Xie Min, only then did he know Lan'er's deep meaning.

"Lan'er, don't make fun of me, she is Xie Min from the Punishment Department."

"So she was the one who scared you." Gu Lan said, and immediately looked straight at Xie Min.

Although they obviously didn't speak, the two people's eyes met, but they were quite tense.

Wen Ruyan on the high seat looked at the two people's flashes of light and flint, and felt that the banquet was really not in vain.

Zhao Yao lifted Wen Ruyan's hand from the bottom of the table and said, "Why are you looking so seriously?"

"Did Xie Min fall in love with Zhang Youmou?" Wen Ruyan answered after recovering.

"It's impossible for them."

Zhang Youmou was not a real man, and Zhao Yao knew her identity, so he used her dangerous move.

Wen Ruyan was flatly rejected, so he had no choice but to eat the banquet in silence, and brought some for Zhao Yao by the way.

Zhao Yao looked at the jug beside her, blinked her eyes and said to the person who was eating fresh venison, "Don't you want to try fruit wine?"

Last year Wen Ruyan wanted to have a taste, but Zhao Yao refused, this year is really strange.

"I don't drink." I can't drink to delay things this morning, I want to fight back!

"Okay." Zhao Yao raised her hand to pour a cup, drank it on her own, and turned her eyes slightly to look at the person who hadn't calmed down yet.

Wen Ruyan originally thought that Zhao Yao wanted to persuade her a little more, but she didn't seem to have that intention. Throughout the banquet, Wen Ruyan watched Zhao Yao drink two pots.

At the end of the banquet, the fireworks in the night sky were dazzling, and the officials knelt down to wish the New Year. Zhao Yao also said some words of celebration.

The officials left one after another, and Wen Ruyan and Zhao Yao had already returned to Yuqing Palace.

The person who was clearly very clear before, suddenly returned to Yuqing Palace and was drunk, Wen Ruyan even suspected that Zhao Yao was pretending.

But Zhao Yao remained motionless, as if she had fallen asleep, and Wen Ruyan realized it.

The palace people had already retreated, Wen Ruyan took care of the cleaning, then pulled the quilt to cover Zhao Yao, the whole person was exhausted.

The light of the night pearl in the bedroom was as bright as moonlight, Wen Ruyan looked sideways at Zhao Yao who was nestled in her arms, gently rubbed the acupuncture points beside her forehead with her fingertips and said: "If you can't drink, don't drink, what a waste of time. "

Isn't it despicable to make a sneak attack at this time!

At this moment in Zhang's house, Zhang Youmou was even more pitiful. Gu Lan was so drunk that she reached out and hugged the bedding forcibly, slapped her with one hand and murmured: "Don't steal my man!"

Zhang Youmou, who was only wearing unlined clothes, had a red mark on his cheek, trembling coldly and helplessly called: "Lan'er..."

It's a pity that he didn't get a response. Zhang Youmou could only ask the maid to take the bedding again, and then managed to sleep peacefully.

From night to dawn, when Zhao Yao opened her eyes, she looked a little dazed, and she turned her head to look at the person beside her, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't expect that the aftertaste of drinking would be so strong, and I really couldn't remember anything after the banquet.

When Wen Ruyan woke up, she looked at Zhao Yao sadly and asked, "Do you remember what happened last night?"

Zhao Yao looked at Wen Ruyan's collar, but there were no stains on it. Fortunately, she didn't get drunk and make trouble.

"I probably don't remember."

Sure enough, Zhao Yao never thought of giving up her dominant position from the very beginning, Wen Ruyan stretched her arms to embrace Zhao Yao, turned over and easily occupied the top and asked, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"What?" Zhao Yao was still a little confused.

"Your beauty trick, have you forgotten this too?" Wen Ruyan twisted Zhao Yao's ears with both hands, and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Zhao Yao stared at Wen Ruyan before she realized that what she was talking about was sex in bed, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Wasn't last night a good opportunity?"

"You're so drunk, how could I do anything!" Wen Ruyan would have taken advantage of Zhao Yao's words if he had known.

"That's going to kill me soon." Zhao Yao looked at it with a slight smile.

Wen Ruyan was completely dumbfounded, he raised his hand into the quilt, grabbed the belt with his fingertips and said, "Then don't hide now if you have the ability?"

Zhao Yao didn't expect that she would be provoked, so she really leaned over and approached her, forgetting to blink her eyes.

The clumsy hands that ran around made Zhao Yao want to laugh, but because of her face, Zhao Yao could only keep silent.

It was already bright outside the window, and the palace people waited timidly outside, because there was still a ceremony to go to the imperial temple today, so they had no choice but to go inside.

"His Majesty……"

"go out!"

The words came to an abrupt end, the palace servants shivered and exited the inner hall, Zhao Yao's cheeks were slightly flushed and she said, "Good boy, I really have something to do today."

Wen Ruyan got out of the quilt, her clothes had fallen to her side, revealing her eyes like beautiful jade, and she lay on one side very dissatisfied.

Zhao Yao's eyes darkened a little, and she raised her hand to press