When ten wives were united, I panicked

The papers about making the child the heir apparent were only read in the court, but the papers that were actually taken to Western countries were for him to return to Beijing for the New Year.

However, He Xizhu's birthday is in February, which happened to be just a few days after New Year's Day. He came to the capital city, and there were some Westerners who brought gifts, saying that they wanted to celebrate her birthday in Kyoto. Walk.

He Xizhu handed over the work of meeting the mission to the Ministry of Rites and Ye Yushi, saying that the regent personally came forward to show his importance, but in fact, he just asked her to get in touch with future students in advance.

He Xizhu wants his wife to teach him in person, but the premise is that the child must be obedient. If he is too naughty, she doesn't want his wife to be troubled.

Fortunately, after Ye Yushi went to the mission, he said that the child was not only skinny, but also a little shy.

On New Year's Day, palace man He Xizhu rushed to make a new auspicious costume.

Kejin Caiyun blue dragon fox fur dragon robe, bright yellow satin embroidered dragon robe, nine golden dragons are embroidered with gold thread and colored thread all over the body, leaping among the colorful clouds, and the inside is fluffy fox fur, which is quite thick , Wearing these clothes on the body, even walking in the snow will not feel cold.

When it was raining at night, he tied a belt for her, as if he said casually: "Westerners will also come to the banquet today. Those people's skin is white and shiny, and their hair is also golden. Your Majesty may find it fresh after seeing it."

"They're all human, nothing new." He Xizhu answered the conversation very quickly. To be honest, aren't Westerners just foreigners? When she went to school, she saw a lot of foreign teachers. What's so new? of.

Ye Yushi glanced at her, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

At the banquet, He Xizhu exchanged greetings with the envoys from the West as usual, and then began to watch the show.

With a slender waist like a willow, and a dancing posture as light as a swallow, the dancers danced in the hall to the music played by the musicians. This is a fun program at the palace banquet, and it happens every year.

However, if you look carefully, the ministers in the hall are all toasting and chatting with each other. It is the envoys from the West who really appreciate the dance seriously.

This is also normal, after all, to say that what is really popular in the first month of the lunar year is the Beijing opera that the emperor invites the ministers to watch in the palace, such as "Xu Pavilion", "Cinnabar Mole", "Tie the Son to the Palace", there are constant dramas on stage , Those ministers wished they could sit in their seats and refused to leave.

He Xizhu felt normal about this kind of slow-paced dance, so he lowered his head and looked at his wife's hand hanging by his side intently. The joints were distinct, and the five fingers were white and long, just like the finely crafted hand. The artwork came out, so she couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

And she thought, and she did.

Under the table, He Xizhu lightly hooked Ye Yushi's fingers and rubbed them against her joints.

Ye Yushi glanced at her, but didn't withdraw his hand, instead letting her mess around.

"Your Majesty." At the end of the song, the Western envoy who was sitting under the stage came out and saluted like He Xizhu, "We have come to the capital city this time, and we have specially prepared a Western dance for you first."

"Western dance?" He Xizhu raised his eyes curiously, "Come and see."

They were preparing for a solo dance. A tall and thin young man was wearing some revealing clothing and walked up barefoot. Although he was thin, he had tight muscles on his body. Kind of elegant.

His golden fluffy curly hair was wrapped around a red headband and tied behind his head. His blue eyes looked straight at the direction of He Xizhu, with bold and flamboyant thoughts.

I have to say, this guy is really good looking.

However, He Xizhu looked at the position beside him subconsciously when he saw him like this.

Seeing that her wife didn't respond, she seemed to be not focusing on herself, so she was a little relieved.

The man started to dance, as if he was coming towards He Xizhu, no matter how passionate the dance was, he didn't take his eyes off her.

Such a blatant expression made all the ministers present understand that these Westerners had their majesty's idea in mind.

After the dance was over, some Western envoys took the opportunity to stand up and said that they intended to dedicate the dancer to He Xizhu.

He Xizhu refused without even thinking about it. Under the sad eyes of the dancer, she firmly insisted that she did not want to accept the concubine, but rewarded the man and the envoys with a lot of gold, silver and jewels.

Just a joke, does she seem to be someone who would risk talking to outsiders at night without going to the dragon bed?

It might be that she performed well tonight, she didn't withdraw the hand she was holding during the rainy night, and she didn't say anything until the palace banquet was over and she returned to the bedroom.

He Xizhu went to bed after bathing, and was thinking about telling Ye Yushi about teaching the prince, when his wife leaned forward and sealed his next words with her lips.

Ye Yushi seldom took the initiative to do something too intimate with himself. Although He Xizhu was surprised, he quickly indulged in it and became entangled with her.

The sound of joy sounded on this festive day, adding many different colors to this night.

After a long time, Ye Yushi softened her body, and with some tears in the corners of her eyes, she let He Xizhu hold herself in her arms in the residual warmth of the quilt.

"What's wrong with you?" He Xizhu used her fingers to remove the water stains from the corners of Ye Yu's eyes. She is not stupid, she will never fail to see that her wife's emotions are wrong.

Ye Yushi moved his head, raised his ears slightly, and listened to He Xizhu's heartbeat that hadn't calmed down yet.

"I'm not feeling well," she said.

"Uncomfortable?" He Xizhu was startled, and hurriedly supported Ye Yushi's body to sit up a little bit, and asked, "What's uncomfortable? Is it the position of the heart? I'll call the imperial doctor to come over and show you."

Although Ye Yu's health improved a lot and she was able to go out in snowy weather, but according to the doctor's opinion, she has a bad foundation and needs to be taken care of carefully. Normal people get better a lot slower.

Grabbing He Xizhu's hand during the night rain, he shook his head lightly.

"It's not the physical pain, it's the heart." She said, "I don't want you to be a concubine."

"A concubine?" He Xizhu suddenly felt very wronged, "Why do you think so, when did I mention that I want a concubine?"

Ye Yushi glanced at her, then turned away and sighed.

"If you don't say it now, it doesn't mean that you won't think about it in the future. You are His Majesty. If you want to do something, how can others stop it."

Ye Yushi also knew that He Xizhu had no intention of falling in love with the Western man today, she just said this casually, but she really said it, and felt uncomfortable.

That's right, He Xizhu is the emperor. If she wants to accept a concubine or even change her queen in the future, she can't stop her. There is an identity between them, and this identity is so heavy that no matter how close the relationship is, it cannot be ignored.

This recognition made Ye Yushi feel sad, she subconsciously touched the position of her heart, only to feel a faint pain there.

She simply closed her eyes to cover all her emotions, only curled up in He Xizhu's arms, as if refusing to communicate.

"I won't marry someone else." He Xizhu lightly touched Ye Yushi's cheek with his fingertips, "There will only be one person in my harem."

"When it rains, I promise you, there will only be you in my harem."

The author has something to say: I have seriously considered everyone's suggestions. I think I should be able to write about child bridesmaids, that is... will it really not be revised by the editor? (Wang Tian)