Dote on the harem

The envoy will leave tomorrow, and Yuwen Junjue, as the king of a country, should be among them.After the martial arts contest, another theater troupe came to the stage to sing. It wasn't until nightfall that the banquet held in another part of the imperial garden kicked off.

At this time, Yuwen Junjue was sitting alone on the throne, and the empress and concubine Xuan sat together with the concubines.But Yuwen Junjue had a rare lack of patience, Suoxi followed him for so long and didn't come back!

Fortunately, the rest of the people were drinking and eating, and no one dared to look up at the throne from time to time.

Just as Yuwen Junjue's face became more and more serious, Director Suoxi finally quietly returned to the side of the throne.

Yuwen Junjue glanced at him coldly, and in order not to attract attention, he only said in a low voice, "How is Zishu?"

"Going back to the emperor, my son is fine. The imperial physician ordered that the fetus was unstable in the first three months and needs to rest. The son's fetal gas was caused by exhaustion and today's martial arts competition was too noisy. At this time, the son has already fallen asleep. .”

Yuwen Junjue's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "Excessive fatigue?"

"Yes, the villain heard that Mei said that the young master stayed up all night last night in order to make a jade pendant for the emperor."

Yuwen Junjue frowned slightly, shaking the wine glass in his hand, thinking about the jade pendant in Mu Zishu's hand today.He knew that Mu Zishu was careful, and he definitely wouldn't just give an ordinary jade pendant, but he didn't expect that he made it himself, and he couldn't wait to see that jade pendant with his own eyes.

"Your Majesty, the villain was invited by the Minister of Rites just now."

Yuwen Junjue nodded without answering, motioning for him to continue.

Suoxi then continued: "Today is also the son's birthday. Because it is the same day as the emperor, the Minister of Rites asked the villain if he should make up for the son's birthday on another day."

A look of astonishment flashed in Yuwen Junjue's eyes, and then he said coldly: "What about the Ministry of Rites will be discussed now!"

Suo Xi's calf trembled, and he asked cautiously: "In the opinion of the emperor, can you make up your son's birthday?"

Yuwen Junjue pondered for a while before saying: "No need, Zishu is happy. I feel a little uncomfortable, and I leave this to you."

Yuwen Junjue left alone, ignoring the surprised gazes of everyone below.Seeing the brisk pace of his own emperor, Suoxi couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes and mouth.Your majesty, you are too willful!The envoys are still there!You have to pretend to be sick even if you pretend to be sick!

"The emperor feels unwell and cannot continue to accompany you. You don't have to be restrained. Go on."

After Director Suoxi said so, everyone stopped entangled and continued to eat and drink.

Qingyue Palace

Wen Lan Wenmei saw that the emperor, who was supposed to be at the dinner party, came to Qingyue Hall alone, and hurriedly stepped forward happily to pick him up.

"Slave..."

Yuwen Junjue made a silent gesture and glanced at the door behind them.

Asked Mei Xin to understand in a low voice: "My lord has fallen asleep."

Yuwen Junjue nodded, and gently pushed open the door to enter, and the two maids thoughtfully closed the door and kept it outside.

Mu Zishu's face was a little pale, but he slept peacefully, which showed that the pain in his lower abdomen was no longer there.

Yuwen Junjue gently sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully lifted up the quilt, pressed it tightly, leaned over and kissed Mu Zishu's forehead lightly, and then saw Mu Zishu's pillow with sharp eyes. There was a small brocade box right beside it, it was the brocade box that contained the jade pendant.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Yuwen Junjue's mouth, and he opened the brocade box. Inside was a piece of white jade pendant. This piece of white jade was not the best jade, but it was polished extremely smooth and delicate, which is not easy for a layman. Yes, you can see Muzi's intentions in writing.

The white jade pendant is not carved with exquisite and cumbersome fancy patterns, nor is a dragon engraved to symbolize the identity of Yuwen Junjue, but a very simple word "jue" is engraved on the jade pendant, and a light blue color is carefully put on the jade pendant. rope and tassels.

Yuwen Junjue caressed the word with his thumb, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened a bit. It was just a jade pendant that was so simple that he didn't have any characteristics, but he liked it very much unexpectedly, and hung the jade pendant on his belt very naturally.

After a long time, Mu Zishu woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yuwen Junjue sitting on the edge of the bed.Mu Zishu was in a trance, for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or waking up, but when his head became clearer, he realized that it was really Yuwen Junjue.

"woke up?"

"Your Majesty? What time is it?" He remembered that Yuwen Junjue should accompany the envoy at the birthday banquet.

Seeing that Mu Zishu was about to sit up, Yuwen Junjue leaned over and lifted him up into his arms, took the outer robe from the hanger beside him and put it on him, and turned up his pillow before letting him sit down. on the pillow.

"It's late at night, it's Hai time, since you're awake, let's eat something."

With that said, Yuwen Junjue asked Wenlan Wenmei to prepare some light food.

Mu Zishu's mouth moved. He wanted to say that he had no appetite and didn't want to eat, but he didn't say it in the end.Hanging on Yuwen Junjue's belt is the jade pendant that he made himself. The word engraved on it was what Yuwen Junjue asked him to call when he was out of the palace last time. He also likes this word very much.It's a pity that he never called again after returning to the palace.

Yuwen Junjue noticed his gaze and said with a smile, "I like Zishu's gift very much."

Mu Zishu pursed his lips, with a big smile on his face, feeling that his hard work these past few days was not in vain, and he was very happy in his heart.

"However, it will not be allowed in the future."

Mu Zishu looked at Yuwen Junjue in confusion.

"Don't stay up late, your body can't bear it."

Mu Zishu nodded, thinking that he must have asked Mei and the others, but he didn't intend to blame them, and Yuwen Junjue's concern was really very useful to him.

Wenlan came in quickly, because it was late at night, and considering that it was not easy to digest, the two maids thoughtfully prepared only a bowl of light vegetable porridge.

Yuwen Junjue took the porridge bowl, scooped up a mouthful with a spoon, blew on it, and then handed it to Mu Zishu's lips.

Mu Zishu's face flushed slightly, "Your Majesty, Zishu can come by himself."

Yuwen Junjue didn't object, he made sure the bowl wasn't very hot before giving it to Muzi.

Wen Lan watched from the side, blushed, closed the door with a smile and went out.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, Mu Zishu quietly ate the vegetable porridge in the bowl, Yuwen Junjue also sat quietly on the edge of the bed and watched him eat, only the occasional sound of the spoon touching the edge of the bowl.

When Mu Zishu had almost eaten half a bowl, he said that he couldn't eat any more, and Yuwen Junjue's face sank immediately.

"Eat more, how much have you eaten!"

Mu Zishu was a little embarrassed, picked up a spoon and took a small bite, he really didn't want to eat, he didn't have much appetite, so he put it into his mouth bit by bit.

Yuwen Junjue looked at his slow movements, and his face became more serious: "Have you eaten well recently?"

"Well, Zishu eats all three meals."

Yuwen Junjue snorted coldly, "Everything is eaten, but you don't eat well, right? Just look at your face, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your face is so pale!"

On the fifth day, Mu Zishu thought, he hadn't come for five days, and even if he came five days ago, he left in a hurry.

Mu Zishu lowered his eyes, stirred the remaining porridge in the bowl with the spoon in his hand, and didn't answer.

Yuwen Junjue looked at his quiet look, and his face softened a lot.This gentle person, every time he is with him, even when speaking, he will unconsciously want to be softer.

Taking the porridge bowl in his hand and putting it aside, Yuwen Junjue gently wiped the corners of his lips with silk, "Today is also your birthday, why don't you say it?"

Mu Zishu looked at Yuwen Junjue in surprise, and then said lightly: "In the past, only the nanny and I celebrated birthdays together. It's just a little more food, but it doesn't matter. Today is the emperor's birthday, and there are foreign envoys Wishing you a birthday, Zishu forgot about it."

Yuwen Junjue knew that he had lived a poor life before, and obviously there would be no birthday celebrations, but no matter how calm he was, he would still have something to look forward to in his heart, so he said: "Forget about this year, and spend the next year with me."

Knowing that I have the same birthday as Yuwen Junjue, I feel extremely happy in my heart. That is also a kind of fate, isn't it?To be able to celebrate a birthday with him and say not to look forward to it would be a lie.

Mu Zishu pursed his lips and smiled slightly: "Okay."

Yuwen Junjue also hooked his lips, and took out a fist-sized object from his sleeve, saying that this year would be forgotten, but there would still be a lot of gifts.

That thing is a small emerald jade cradle, although it is only the size of a fist, but the workmanship is extremely fine and lifelike, and the four sides of the small cradle are engraved with patterns.

Mu Zishu's eyes lighted up, the little crib was like a miniature baby crib, extremely cute.

Yuwen Junjue handed the small shaker to Mu Zishu, curled his lips and said: "I have nothing to do in my spare time, so I was going to give it to you, but I didn't expect it to be your birthday today, so I gave it to you in advance. I want to carve a baby and put it inside."

Mu Zishu couldn't put it down, so he stood the little crib in the palm of one hand, and fiddled with it gently with the other hand. The little crib rocked back and forth like a real baby crib, and the appearance was so lifelike that he almost put a baby crib in it. little baby.

"The emperor made it himself?"

Yuwen Junjue also reached out to fiddle with the shaker, "Well, do you like it?"

Mu Zishu nodded, and the smile on his face clearly expressed his joy.

"Heh, when our emperor's son is born, let him sleep here."

Mu Zishu chuckled: "Nonsense, how can Huang'er sleep at such a young age? I'm afraid that even Huang'er's little hand can't be put down."

"What's so difficult about it, just find a jade craftsman some other day and make a big rocking bed exactly like this for our emperor's son."

Mu Zishu nodded with a smile. He didn't know why, but every time he heard Yuwen Junjue say 'our emperor', his heart felt soft and joyful, his nose was slightly sore, and he felt like crying.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was too warm, Yuwen Junjue took the small cradle in his hand and put it next to the pillow, stretched out his hand to hug him, stroked Mu Zishu's face with one hand, and kissed him on the lips, Extremely lingering/lingering.

Mu Zishu froze for a moment, then closed his eyes, put his hands around Yuwen Junjue's neck, and responded gently.

The two rarely had such affectionate kisses, or Yuwen Junjue rarely kissed people, and he never kissed each other's lips when those women in the harem were sleeping.As an emperor, Yuwen Junjue had countless servants, but the only one he had kissed was Mu Zishu.

Yuwen Junjue's kiss was very warm, but Mu Zishu's kiss back was very gentle.After a long time, just when he could not help but want Mu Zishu, Yuwen Junjue gently pushed Mu Zishu away.

Mu Zishu was a little confused, then seemed to think of something, and said in a low voice, "I can do it."

Yuwen Junjue calmed down quickly, and put a kiss on the corner of his lips, "Don't mess around."

Mu Zishu also knew that his body was not suitable for Chenghuan at this time, but he really couldn't do it while watching Yuwen Junjue go to someone else!

"emperor……"

"Hush..." Yuwen Junjue took off his outer robe, went to bed and hugged Mu Zishu in his arms, "You have had enough sleep, but I am sleepy, sleep with me for a while."

Yuwen Junjue closed his eyes and slept on his own. Mu Zishu looked at the tired look on Yuwen Junjue's eyebrows, nodded and leaned quietly in his arms.At least he didn't go to other people's place in front of his own face. Thinking of this, he soon fell asleep in his arms.