Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

Yi Yunqu couldn't help laughing, smiled, and waved his hand, "Then you're probably going to stay in my house to pay off the debt."

"It's not impossible." Mu Shaohong said without thinking.

Yi Yuqu's arm propped on his knees slipped when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up were pressed down desperately, but the joy still showed in his eyes, "I will remember this."

After finishing speaking, he got off the bed and walked out without looking back.

"Yi Yunqu?" Mu Shaohong's strength gradually recovered, and he barely sat up while propping up the bed, watching Yi Yunqu walk straight out with his upper body naked, with a look of astonishment on his face.

When it was time for a cup of tea, Yi Yunqu hurried back again, but this time he came back with something in his hand.

"Since you said that you want to use yourself to repay the debt, it is empty talk, and it is better to sign a contract." Without any psychological burden, Yi Yunqu handed the paper with wet ink to Mu Shaohong's hand, and took away the paper in his hand. red mud.

Mu Shaohong was taken aback for a moment, but after a brief glance at the contract he was talking about, he laughed angrily: "Is this a contract of sale/body?"

Yi Yunqu is worthy of being a businessman in official clothes, and he can do very well in business. There are only a few words in this contract, but Mu Shaohong's life is owed to him. No, what kind of overlord clause is this?

"Ahem, it's fine if you don't stamp your fingerprints, I won't force you." Yi Yunqu said grandly, but his movements were honest. The silver box of red ink paste had already been opened and handed to him, and the lid was not. No cover is not.

"Huh?" Mu Shaohong raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a hook at the end. He saw through Yi Yunqu's thoughts in his eyes, but he didn't pick it out. Instead, he stretched out his thumb and pressed it on the red mud. He printed his own handprint on the thin contract paper.

It was so simple to sell himself, just like at that time, he could put his life under the destruction of the country, but chose to cherish his life for one person.

"Is this satisfactory?" Mu Shaohong handed the contract back to him, with a tone of indulgence and helplessness in his tone.

Satisfied, how could you be dissatisfied?

Yi Yunqu folded the contract like a baby, put it in his palm, and approached Mu Shaohong casually, "Hong'er, you really sold yourself to me."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Mu Shaohong's reaction, he got up and walked out, but the face of the person behind him was already flushed, and he called "Hong'er", presumptuous and ambiguous.

……

The two in Yi's mansion were flirting with each other, while Ion Yuan and his party had already moved into the palace.

In the past three days, the changes in the imperial palace have been earth-shaking. The Great Wei Dynasty was restored, and the etiquette system was restored to its original state.

The old dynasty was restored, and a thousand wastes were waiting to be revived. Although it was three days later that Ion Yuan and his party formally moved into the palace, Ion Yuan had been dealing with political affairs in this palace for two days without sleep.

Inside the Zichen Palace, Ion Yuan sat on the throne in front of the palace with a cold face. He hadn't put on the emperor's clothes yet, but with a sound of black clothes, his whole body naturally revealed the arrogance of the emperor. The person underneath was him as a general. The old ministers who have followed since then, many of them are ministers of centuries-old families, as the saying goes, they are only loyal to the king's land, as long as the people on the throne can manage the world well, the blessings will last.

"The enthronement ceremony is imminent, the emperor should not be rash, let alone a man." The old man with a gray beard underneath said righteously.

"This man has not been allowed to be a royal family since ancient times. Although the emperor married the emperor when he was a general, it can't be regarded as true. It is wrong to force the emperor to marry a man to the emperor. Sure, please think twice, Your Majesty."

There was a hint of displeasure on Ion Yuan's face.

"If the emperor really likes it, it's fine to place Mr. Tang in the palace and treat him well. The fact of becoming an empress must not be such a trifling matter." Another person spoke up, and these words were even more exaggerated. It was obvious that he regarded Tang Anle as a A person who can be a prostitute.

Ion Yuan frowned suddenly, his eyes swept down, and his cold eyes immediately glanced at the few ministers below.

"Ministers, tell me, this man is the empress, why not?" Ion Yuan's tone was extremely cold.

"This..." The ministers below looked at each other in blank dismay, the ministers who could be in this position are already good people, they couldn't hear the dissatisfaction in these words, and they didn't know whether they were trying to dissuade or cater to Ion Yuan's thoughts.

"Let's step back, I will make my own decision on what to do next." Ion Yuan waved his hand, stood up and walked towards the inner court. The generals are bothered by these civil servants who only talk about wars on paper all day long, so it is inevitable for him.

In the inner court, Ion Yuan sat in front of the desk, tapped his fingers on the table regularly, his eyes were drooping, his thin lips were tightly pursed, obviously thinking about something.

The people in the palace have also changed a lot earlier, but the chief eunuch serving the emperor in this palace is still Eunuch Zhang.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is coming." Eunuch Zhang is a loyal person, and Ion Yuan still kept him by his side to serve him.

Ion Yuan retracted his hand and nodded, "Let the Queen Mother come in."

"Yuan'er." The Empress Dowager Shu was dressed in a low-key palace dress, with no one behind her, showing her old appearance, but her spirit was still hale and hearty, with a kind smile on her face, she walked towards Ion Yuan.

Ion Yuan already knew that the Empress Dowager Shu was his biological mother, but the separation time was too long, and Ion Yuan was more respectful than love to the Empress Dowager Shu.

"Mother's Queen." Ion Yuan stood up and walked to the tea table next to the desk, and sat on the side of Queen Mother Shu.

"Well, the day after tomorrow will be the enthronement ceremony, and the great Wei will be restored, and your father's soul in heaven will be able to rest in peace." Empress Dowager Shu suddenly said with emotion.

"Well, Great Wei will definitely get better and better, and I will try my best to govern this Great Wei." Ion Yuan poured a cup of hot tea for Empress Dowager Shu, feeling vaguely uneasy. understood.

But for more than ten years, Empress Dowager Shu was imprisoned under the dungeon by Empress Mu, and he didn't know it at all, which made Ion Yuan feel a little guilty towards Empress Dowager Shu.

"Well, it's because the queen mother couldn't stay by Yuan'er's side, and she even missed the matter of getting married. It's been a few days, why don't the queen mother see the little son Yuan'er is hiding?" Empress Dowager Shu teased.

Ion Yuan was stunned for a moment, and finally there was a slight smile on his stinky face, "It's my son's negligence, and I will let him visit the queen tomorrow."

The Empress Dowager Shu caught the flash of pampering in Ion Yuan's eyes, she paused while drinking tea, and then returned to normal, "Why don't Yuan'er tell me what kind of person this young master is first, how about?"

what kind of person?

"He...is an excellent person." Except in front of Tang Anle, Ion Yuan said very little, and it was enough to express the meaning in a concise and concise manner, even at the moment.