When ten wives were united, I panicked

After living in the palace for a few days, when it rained at night, he found that He Xizhu seemed to be a different person.

But this change was limited to matters related to herself. Her tone of voice and way of handling things with the palace servants were no different from before.

It seems that he is concerned about his own body, except for the matter of co-sleeping, He Xizhu follows his own.

At first it was to remove the Anshen incense that I didn't like to smell, but later because of a casual sentence I just brought all the memorials to the bedroom for review. When it was raining at night, I had a faint illusion that I didn't know when I had become a demon concubine potential.

This inexplicable cognition made Ye Yushi a little upset.

While He Xizhu went to take a bath, he was alone in the dormitory, He Xizhu sat on the bed, his usually calm face rarely showed any emotion.

It's true that during this period of time, I'm at ease, thinking about some messy things.

When He Xizhu came back from the bath, he saw Ye Yushi wearing only a white jacket, half leaning on the head of the bed, with long hair loose, and a chair next to him with memorials all over it.

Under the shadows, Ye Yushi's eyes fell on the memorial, and her downcast eyes made her side face look extraordinarily soft.

For a moment, He Xizhu was almost stunned, but as Ye Yushi flipped the memorial, He Xizhu suddenly panicked.

She glanced at the table and found that what was missing on it was the pile that she hadn't thought about replying to and wasn't ready to reply at all.

Not all those memorials are suitable for wives to read!

She hurriedly walked to the bed, thinking about how to speak, when Ye Yu naturally bent her legs, vacating most of the bed and beckoning herself to climb up.

He Xizhu hid in another quilt, and was about to poke his head to see the contents of the memorial, when he heard a snap, closing the memorial in the rainy night, as if he was not very happy.

He Xizhu lit a stick of incense in his heart.

She knew something was going to happen.

"I read Your Majesty's memorial without permission, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me." Although it was an apology, Ye Yushi's eyes never left He Xizhu's face from the beginning to the end, as if deliberately testing her bottom line for herself .

"It's the regent's duty to assist me in handling political affairs. It's just to read some memorials. What's the crime?" He Xizhu stretched out his hand and touched the few memorials she had turned over.

"Snapped--"

I didn't touch the memorial, but there was a pain on the back of my hand.

Ye Yushi didn't speak, so he handed over the memorial that was used to beat He Xizhu on the back of his hand.

He Xizhu opened it and read it carefully without missing a single word, and his heart felt cool.

This is a short essay on the impeachment of Ye Yu, saying that her behavior of entering the palace a few days ago did not take herself seriously, accusing her of contempt for the imperial power inside and outside the words.

"It's a bunch of nonsense." He Xizhu patted the memorial back on the table, and said solemnly, "The Regent doesn't need to care about such content, just ignore it."

Ye Yushi opened another memorial with no expression on his face, and spread it out in front of He Xizhu: "These memorials were all written by your cronies. Good for you to see for yourself."

confidant...

He Xizhu wanted to cry, but he wondered how his wife could remember the names of these people so clearly.

"I will decree to dismiss them tomorrow morning."

Ye Yushi took a deep look at her, and then opened a few memorials, the contents of which were similar, as if they were written after discussing with these people.

She wrote down the names of these people one by one in her heart, and said coldly: "I can't bear the crime of holding the emperor."

He Xizhu was afraid that she would get angry, so he whispered in a questioning tone, "Then let me remind them so that they don't write these things in the future, the regent thinks it's feasible?"

Ye Yushi looked at her for a while, and finally nodded.

In He Xizhu's constant compromise, the original temptation actually gave Ye Yushi a pleasure of making progress.

She was no longer obsessed with those memorials, but asked: "When will Your Majesty plan to go to court?"

"Going to court? It's not enough for a few days."

He Xizhu refused flatly, and hurriedly defended himself: "The reason why I didn't allow the regent to go to court was because the imperial doctor said that your body can't bear the cold, and the grand court meeting is too early, and it's in the square again. I feel cold when I sit on it. Your bones can't bear it any more."

"So there is no need to go to the court this morning, but if you want to deal with political affairs, I allow you to review the memorial with me, or I can call some ministers into the palace to discuss matters. In short, it is better for the regent not to go out until the weather gets warmer." .”

Ye Yu lowered his head and thought about something, then smiled.

She nodded: "I listen to Your Majesty."

Seeing her like this, He Xizhu felt a little sour in his heart.

Sure enough, during this period of time, I have intentionally or unintentionally flattered her, but I have never agreed that being in contact with the government during the rainy night would make her happier.

It really takes a little more effort to make Yu Shi of Mission Five like himself.

The next day, He Xi lit the morning court, and the young eunuch moved the memorial directly back to the bedroom.

She didn't mention classification, and asked Ye Yushi directly: "Does the regent want to review with me?"

Ye Yushi glanced at the direction of the case, remembered the memorials he had seen last night, and couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, don't you choose first, and see which ones are not suitable for the minister to see?"

"There will be no inappropriateness." He Xizhu smiled, as if asking for credit, "I have already told them that any memorial that speaks ill of the regent will not need to be given to me from now on."

Ye Yushi was slightly taken aback, then frowned, disapprovingly said: "Your Majesty is like this, so you won't be afraid that if the minister really does something bad, no one in the court will dare to say it?"

"It's not that I'm not afraid, but I believe in you, and I believe that the Regent will not do anything that is not beneficial to the community."

No matter how much she blamed herself, He Xizhu knew that everything her regent did was loyal to the country and worthy of the people.

His Majesty decreed to reduce the number of court meetings and instead let the courtiers enter the palace to discuss matters, and the venue for these discussions was also changed from the imperial study to the outer hall of the bedroom.

The ministers didn't know what He Xizhu was going to do with this arrangement, so when they saw the regent who hadn't seen him for a long time in the outer hall, they almost couldn't close their mouths in surprise.

Among these people, there were those who were close to Ye Yushi on weekdays, and now they were very excited to see her safe and sound.

Before He Xizhu came, they took out some booklets and gathered around Ye Yushi.

Ye Yushi somehow thought of the scripture who criticized him for despising the king that day, and was disturbed, but he didn't show it on the face, but he lost the mind to discuss the matter in his heart.

"Let's talk about it when His Majesty comes down." Ye Yushi pushed all the folders around him back.

She went back to the inner hall and waited, leaving behind a group of ministers who were confronting each other.

These ministers look at me and I look at you, thinking that these days, the regent lives in the palace, and it is inevitable that he will be "raised" by His Majesty.

So Your Majesty is determined to seize power?

Of course, He Xizhu has no intention of seizing power. As a modern person who has been dealing with modern technology for a long time, when faced with unfamiliar things, she wished that her wife would share more for herself.

Being lukewarm in front of outsiders, and asking for help behind their backs, this is probably He Xizhu's daily life during this time.

He Xizhu found that his wife seemed to like to watch him acting like a baby. If he wanted her to read the papers and make suggestions, the best way was to bring the memorials he was not sure about to her, and just keep his eyes open without talking. Xixi stared at her, and usually within a few seconds, Ye Yushi took the booklet away on her own initiative.

Looking into He Xizhu's bright eyes, Ye Yushi, who was advising the southern flood, took the memorial in her hand and put it aside, and lowered his head to avoid her sight.

She finally found out that the little emperor had not only changed his sex, but was also lazier than before. The natural disasters that he would take seriously no matter what he used to do, are now directly in his hands.

So she got close to herself because she felt tired from being an emperor?

For a moment, Ye Yushi even thought of imprisoning him on the bed, forcing He Xizhu to find out what was going on in his heart.

It's just that as soon as such an idea came up, she was cut off by herself.

Monarchs and ministers are different, even if He Xizhu doesn't look like an emperor at this moment, she will never allow herself to do any outrageous actions except for important national affairs.

But He Xizhu was standing beside her, looking well-behaved, looking at her with such innocent eyes, as if she didn't do all the absurd things she did in the past to be in charge of the government.

When it was raining at night, I suddenly felt that my heart was stuffy and unbearable, as if I couldn't breathe out, my heart was throbbing.

He Xizhu was staring at her at all, and the subtle changes on Ye Yushi's face fell into the eyes of the other party, almost as soon as she felt uncomfortable, He Xizhu had already held her hand.

"What's the matter, but you don't feel well?" He Xizhu asked with concern, "Do you need to call the imperial physician?"

Ye Yushi shook his head: "No need, I just need to rest."

He Xizhu heaved a sigh of relief after hearing her speak smoothly, and said again: "Are you tired from reviewing the memorials? It's my fault, I left so many things to you to handle, don't write, go first Rest in bed."

Looking up at her in the rainy night, I felt that the doubts in my heart were magnified a lot.

He Xizhu wanted to help her up, but he didn't move during the night rain, but took the initiative to grab He Xizhu's sleeve.

"Can I ask His Majesty a question?" she asked.

Seeing her serious expression, He Xizhu couldn't help standing up straight.

"What does the Regent want to ask me?" For some reason, He Xizhu had an intuition that what she wanted to ask would be a difficult question to answer.

"Your Majesty's change is really great." Ye Yushi's eyes swept over He Xizhu, and finally stopped on her dark and clean eyes. From those eyes, Ye Yushi could faintly see his own shadow .

"From the day your majesty let me stay in the palace, I feel that your majesty has changed. I often feel that your majesty has changed, but I also feel that your majesty is still the same majesty as before."

"So can your majesty tell me whether you are still the former majesty."

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