I marry the emperor

There are so many people in the whole Hao Jing, he bumped into His Majesty, trampled on His Majesty's clothes, and even vomited on His Majesty...

How dare he.

The more Xiao Sirou talked, the more embarrassing Rong Yuzhou became.

Eating wine is a mistake, the people in the story book have a dream after drinking, and when it's his turn, he easily bumps into Huaining's most vicious evil spirit.At this moment, Rong Yuzhou wished he could go back to the night of the Lantern Festival immediately, and then strangle himself to death with a rope.

He was so sad that Rong Yuzhou behind him was still tired looking at the most famous flower cooking quail.

Xiao Sirou's mood improved a lot, especially when she looked at Rong Yuzhou who was in pain at the checkout, she felt more comfortable.

Leaving Zuixian Tower, everyone smelled a sour smell head-on.

There are many snacks on this street, oil cakes, sugar figurines and various candied fruit.

Xiao Sirou looked at the candied fruit stand a few more times, but didn't say anything clearly.

But Rong Yuzhou was still alert, raised his eyebrows, and chose some candied fruits for her.

"Your Highness, use it slowly."

When Xiao Sirou found out, her heart softened a little.

Back in the palace, Xiao Sirou found Quan Defu waiting in the hall.

"Why is Grandpa Quan here?"

"Your Highness is back." Quan Defu bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, Princess Xuan, go to the Imperial Study Room."

Xiao Sirou was suspicious: "Brother Huang called me?"

The two of them, brother and sister, met only once at the palace banquet at the end of the year, and only once on the day of Lantern Festival, and they had never seen each other. Brother Huang really wanted to see her for what.

To be honest, she was a little afraid of Brother Huang.

"Your Majesty has been waiting for His Highness in the imperial study."

"I'm going to change clothes and come."

After Xiao Sirou changed into her palace robe, she brushed off the dust that didn't exist on her body. After thinking about it, she still took the candied fruit that Rong Yuzhou gave her.

The imperial study room was extremely quiet, and even the candlelight from the branch lamp was gathered on the lampshade, and the soft light from this fell on the young and handsome face of the man, a little less the coldness of the day, and more Xiao Sirou's words Unclear Shu Ran.

It seemed that Brother Huang was in a good mood, Xiao Sirou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Si Rou joins the Royal Brother."

Xiao Yuhui was reviewing papers, when he saw her coming, he paused the pen in his hand: "Sit down."

Xiao Sirou sat down politely: "Brother Huang called me for something important?"

"It's really your business." Xiao Yu pointed his fingers back and tapped the lacquered red table, "The Minister of Rites intends to let his eldest son, Princess Chen Yushang."

"What?" The smile on Xiao Sirou's face could not be maintained anymore.

"Chen Minglan's eldest son, Chen Yu, is [-] years old this year. He likes you. Not only him, but many officials in the court also have this intention."

"But...Si Rou doesn't want to."

"Ah."

Xiao Sirou couldn't figure out the meaning of the emperor's brother, but this was a major event in her life, she didn't want to get married in such a muddle: "Emperor brother, Sirou doesn't want to marry."

"Is it because I don't want to marry someone, or I don't want to marry someone other than Han Ziyue."

"Brother Emperor!"

Xiao Sirou's first reaction was resentful and ashamed of breaking her daughter's family's concerns lightly, but soon she was grateful for her emperor's brother's magnanimity.

If her brother hadn't brought it up, she would never have dared to mention the name Han Ziyue.

She is Princess Huaining, but she is only a princess.

In the final analysis, who to marry depends on what the emperor wants.

Xiao Sirou suppressed the shock in her heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Brother Emperor, do you know? Do you know that I went to the academy to look for him today?"

Without replying, Xiao Yu took out a memorial and changed the subject again: "How is Qilong Academy?"

Xiao Sirou quietly raised her head and looked at the man in the eye seat, thinking that Brother Huang was a student who cared about the academy, and when she replied, she brought some private goods and slightly boasted about Han Ziyue.

After all, it is the little thought of the daughter's family.

"Then you saw Rong Yuzhou?"

Rong Yuzhou?

For some reason, her imperial brother mentioned Rong Yuzhou, and Xiao Sirou thought for a while: "Yes, I also had dinner with him. Rong Yuzhou is not very serious in the academy. He sits in the last row with Wang Muyu. When the teacher was giving lectures, the two of them were fighting crickets in the back, but because the teacher was probably too far away and their eyes were not good, they didn’t see it.”

But she who passed by the window could see clearly.

In fact, Rong Yuzhou not only fought crickets with Wang Muyu in class, but also made a small bet secretly, betting that the teacher in class would scold Rong Yuzhou several times in this class.

Xiao Sirou didn't say these things later, she was short-mouthed today, so she shouldn't have given Rong Yuzhou so many eye drops at Brother Huang's place.

The man on the dragon seat fixed his eyes on the memorial, and moved his pen lightly, as if he was just asking casually, and didn't listen carefully.

Xiao Sirou stopped talking as she spoke.

Xiao Yu raised his eyes back, saw her embarrassed appearance, and spoke indifferently: "I know, you go down, I know your marriage well, and I won't promise you for the time being."

"Thank you, brother."

With Xiao Yu's reply, Xiao Sirou's heart was at ease.

Thinking of something, Xiao Sirou took out the oiled paper bag in her palace sleeve: "This is the candied fruit that the imperial sister bought at Qingliu Street today, and they were picked out by Rong Yuzhou after tasting them one by one. Brother brought some."

She was just trying to give it away, but her emperor brother might not accept it.

Every year she gave it to the emperor's brother's birthday, but the emperor never wore it.

"En." Xiao Yu paused for a moment, stopped the ink pen in his hand, and tapped on the carved lacquer red table with his hand upside down in a rare way, signaling her to put it here.

Seeing the elder brother accepting her things, Xiao Sirou's beautiful eyes flashed a bit of surprise: "Then Sirou will leave."

After the woman left for a long time, Xiao Yu looked back at the oil paper bag on the table with lowered eyelashes, a bulging bag.

Rong Yuzhou picked it, do you like this?

It does seem to be so.

When Rong Yuzhou first entered the palace, he liked to run to the imperial dining room the most. The sweet and sour ones were his favorite. He not only secretly kept them in his pocket every day, but also stuffed them into his mouth from time to time.

Don't do anything dirty, and don't be careful.

The unique sweet and sour aroma of honey fruit overflowed, Xiao Yu's irritability of reviewing the memorial was relieved, he took out one and put it in his lips, the pungent sour taste clung to the tongue coating, followed by fine sweetness.

The taste is the same, but not the same.

With only one in it, Xiao Yu closed the paper bag, and the sour taste remained on the tip of his tongue, like a little dandy showing off his might in front of him.

As for Rong Yuzhou's trivial matters of being distracted in the academy and fighting crickets with his fellow students, as the emperor of a country, he doesn't have so much time to take care of it, and he has no reason to take care of the prime minister's children...

But Rong Yuzhou was in the last row, and his classmate was Wang Muqing's playful younger brother.Those who are close to ink are black, will the little things be made worse?

After a while, the young emperor finally sighed, and threw away the book in his hand——

"Quan Defu, go to the academy and let me know that in the future, the students of the academy will have one book case per person, and then transfer Rong Yuzhou to the front row."

"Here."

The next day, the weather was sunny and sunny, and Rong Yuzhou went to school with drooping eyelids.

He spent too much money yesterday on the host's treats. Although Wang Muyu made up some money, he still spent all the advances for next month's money in one fell swoop. Based on this calculation, he will have to live in poverty for two months.

Surrounded by the atmosphere of grief and anger all night, Rong Yuzhou heard the loud sound of Yafeng Pavilion before he stepped in.

The one who pulls the desk, the one who moves the book bench.

There are also quite a few people running back and forth with their books in their hands.

Rong Yuzhou woke up a lot, and turned to Wang Muyu who was sorting out the books in the back row and asked, "What's going on?"

"The teacher said that he wanted to change positions. From now on, everyone will have a desk."

Rong Yuzhou saw that Wang Muyu had no books of his own next to him, and asked suspiciously, "You sit here, then where should I sit?"

"Where do you sit?"

Wang Muyu pointed at Han Ziyue's seat in front of him with a funny face, adding firewood and fire: "There, I have already moved your desk and books for you. See, you and Han Ziyue are sitting at the front together."

There are only two desks in front of the stage that are particularly eye-catching, except for one spare desk, there is Han Ziyue's position.

Rong Yuzhou was stunned for a moment, but then cursed in an instant.

"That's right? Where am I sitting? Why don't you just let me sit next to the teacher."

"The transfer of you to the front was specifically mentioned by the teacher this morning."

"Which teacher?"

"I don't know that."

Whoever puts him in the front is outrageous!

Thinking about it, Han Ziyue was also dissatisfied, because he looked at Rong Yuzhou with a cold look: "Master asked me to take you to study more."

"..."

Rong Yuzhou ignored him. After taking his seat, he took out the golden dice he had prepared in advance and tossed them.

Even more angry, is this broken dice crushed.

Just when he was about to bite, Han Ziyue threw a plain money bag.

"what is this?"

"I made up for the meal money last night today."

"Food money?"

Rong Yuzhou raised his head, opened the money bag, and saw that there was a lot of broken silver in it. It wasn't heavy when shaken, but it was quite a lot, enough for Zuixianju's meal last night.

The money is too broken.

Rong Yuzhou thought it was troublesome, so he wanted to return it to Han Ziyue.

But Rong Yuzhou hesitated when he raised his arm.

Now Han Ziyue's back is as tall and straight as the green bamboo planted in his elder sister's yard. How about the poem his elder sister often chanted in his mouth: Yu Zhou memorized the wrong word).

Now if he returns the money to Han Ziyue, will Han Ziyue think that he is insulting him?

Seeing what Rong Yuzhou meant, Han Ziyue looked even colder: "Do you want to humiliate me if you don't charge money?"

Rong Yuzhou: ...

Fine.

"Who said I don't want it."

Curling his lips, Rong Yuzhou poured all the broken silver into his pocket, and then threw the money bag over.

Seeing Rong Yuzhou put it down, Han Ziyue's tensed spine relaxed slightly.

Rong Jin, who had left school, was still depressed, so that he was listless when he gnawed on the beef tendons and bones at night, and would lower his head and sigh after eating a piece of sweet and sour beef bones.

The mother and daughter of the Rong family were a little worried.

But Jing Wanyan was still cooking tonic in the back kitchen, and the task of comforting Rong Yuzhou fell on Rong Ying: "You go and see what's wrong with Zhou Zhou later, he doesn't eat actively, don't think there is something wrong."

Rong Ying's eyes were also full of worry: "Mother, don't worry."

Half a quarter later, Rong Yu was in the boat house.

"I see why you have no energy?"

Seeing my dear sister coming over, Rong Yuzhou made a bitter face: "Sister, I'm tired every day now."

"Burnout?" Rong Ying hurriedly felt Rong Yuzhou's pulse.

"The pulse is a little slack, but there is no major problem. It may be due to deficiency of qi. During the Chinese New Year, I heard you screaming for night sweats. People are all winter tonic. Mother has prepared tonic soup and you don't see it. Now the response of spring qi , you also remember to mend it, from tomorrow onwards, sister will make you some nourishing soup."

"Sister..." It's better not to use the soup.

Knowing that he was so uncomfortable because of a lack of qi, Rong Yuzhou stubbornly resisted the soup.

He still drank tonics in his prime, it's not nice to say it.

No, no, he won't drink.

Rong Yuzhou's face was shining brightly with the words in his heart, and Rong Ying firmly said: "Don't say you don't drink, if you don't drink, sister will ask mother to make up for you in person, and then it will not be pure the tonic."

Rong Yuzhou shut up decisively.

His mother comes from a family of medicine, so she knows some nourishing methods, but the Bazhen wine made by his mother is full of big ingredients. His father often drinks blood and has nosebleeds several times.

He can't stand it.

He brought up the fatigue and exhaustion himself, and when he lifted a rock to hit himself in the foot, Rong Yuzhou had no choice but to respond.

For this reason, from the end of the first lunar month to the beginning of February, he drank a ten-day tonifying soup.

The benefits of drinking the medicine are naturally there. The sculpted white porcelain face is filled with a healthy rosy color, and even the opening of the mouth smells like Codonopsis ginseng and wolfberry.

Rong Yuzhou felt that his legs and feet were stronger, his hair was thicker, and he was not tired during the day. He even felt that he would be able to lift Yi Fuyu up when he encountered problems.

Yi Fuyu...

Rong Yuzhou completely flattened himself on the couch, next to the pillow was the jade pendant that Yi Fuyu helped him find, the young man twisted a corner of the jade pendant, rolled from side to side, sighing after sighing.

He really wanted to find a chance to care about Yi Fuyu.

But Yi Fuyu never gets sick, just gets bored.

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