Empress Chongxilong who became a sick and weak emperor

Cohabitation

The life of a mortal is so short, sixteen or seventeen years are the years from childhood to adulthood.

Song Yan immediately disliked Wang Fu, but his eagerness to explore His Majesty still made him suppress his unhappiness.

Song Yan continued to ask: "Is Your Majesty very beautiful when you were young?"

Wang Fu recalled: "No, His Majesty has been heroic since he was a child, but he has a kind of chivalry and courage. Just the scarlet sharpness between his eyebrows will not make others look down upon him."

Wang Fu remembered something, and smiled.

"When your majesty was young, his body and bones could even carry a big tiger. I still remember that when he was 15 years old in Qiushou, your majesty separated from his guards and went deep into the dense forest. Just when the first emperor was about to send people to look for it, your majesty carried a big tiger on his shoulders. The tiger came back. After asking about it, it turned out that His Majesty beat the tiger to death with his bare hands, and he didn't suffer at all. At that time, the late emperor was full of praise for His Majesty, and it was because of Your Majesty's bravery that he was successfully established as the crown prince."

Wang Fu sighed: "So His Majesty at that time could make people ignore his own appearance, but he didn't leave the word in the Queen's mouth."

After listening to Wang Fu's description, Song Yan was even more anxious to see what His Majesty looked like at that time.

Wouldn't it be more eye-catching for His Majesty, who is so sharp and radiant.

Song Yan asked: "Who is better between the current Majesty and the then Majesty?"

When Wang Fu, who was still eloquent, heard the queen's question, he found an answer that gave the best of both worlds: "In the minds of my slaves, His Majesty is more stable now, and His Majesty was more aggressive then, both of which are the best. "

Song Yan had a plan in mind. Hearing what Wang Fu said, His Majesty was not sick and weak when he was young, and he was even more skilled than other people of the same age.

But now His Majesty is dying of illness before he reaches his prime, and even his internal organs are in a mess.

Song Yan looked at Huo Hou and turned the meat in her hands: "Mr. Fu, do you know when your majesty started to get weak?"

Wang Fu showed a bitter smile: "There have been signs since the eve of His Majesty's ascension to the throne, and His Majesty's hard work day and night has gradually become this situation after he ascended the throne."

The Xu family's royal family is known for being short-lived, but every emperor of the Xu family does not believe in evil, and evil cannot suppress good.

Therefore, the first emperor couldn't be more satisfied with His Majesty, not only because of His Majesty's intelligence, but also because of Your Majesty's healthy body.

"However, since the Queen entered the palace, His Majesty's body has also improved, and he can even start to run horses." Wang Fu looked at the vigorous and heroic figure on the Royal Palace. He lowered his body and shot an arrow, hitting the bull's-eye!

Wang Fu felt the shining eyes of the eunuchs around him falling on the target, and his waist seemed to be straightened, with an attitude of pride.

At this time, His Majesty looks like back then, but Wang Fu was secretly worried, what if the light came back.

Song Yan also looked over, and crossed Xu Huaiqing's eyes for a moment, then waved the barbecue in her hand without thinking, and said with her mouth, Your Majesty!

Xu Huaiqing pulled the reins, the horse's speed gradually slowed down, and the steed trotted towards the crowd.

Xu Huaiqing stopped, got off his horse, walked to Song Yan's side and asked, "Why did the queen order this?"

Wang Fu stepped forward and handed over the horse to the little eunuch who supervised the horse.

Xu Huaiqing took the handkerchief handed over by the little eunuch, and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, it was different from the icy cold feeling caused by the cold in the middle of the night, this time it was hot sweat, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes comfortably.

Song Yan put the uncooked meat on the rack again, he couldn't figure out what kind of fragrance wafted from His Majesty's body, it was incense or body fragrance, but it still smelled good.

Consciously or unintentionally, he chooses to block the fragrance of Ziqi at all times, such as now, otherwise he would like to spend the whole day with the beauty.

That's not good, he's not a lewd dragon.As for the obscene nature of the dragon, Song Yan, who has not yet entered the estrus period, vowed to prove that she does not believe in rumors or spread rumors.

Song Yan: "I went out to the palace to hunt game for His Majesty in the woods. Your Majesty will try it later."

Xu Huaiqing hummed, embarrassed to look at the queen, so he stared at the queen's barbecue, which smelled like meat.

Song Yan had wild honey packed into a jar in one hand, and asked, "Does Your Majesty want to spread some honey? This honey is very sweet."

"Try it."

Song Yan has amazing arm strength, he easily grabbed the jar with only one hand and poured honey on it.

Xu Huaiqing has never tasted anything good, but now he is eager to try the queen's craftsmanship.

Seeing the light in His Majesty's eyes, like a little cat, Song Yan thought it was greedy for honey, so she dipped a silver spoon in the honey and gave it to the beauty's mouth.

"Your Majesty, taste whether it is sweet or not."

Song Yan was addicted to sweets when he was a baby, and he lived on land for quite a while, so he should think that no one can refuse sweets that make people feel good, so what if His Majesty is addicted to sweets now, he is very happy.

Xu Huaiqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was such an adult and still ate sweets indiscriminately, but he saw Song Yan's serious demeanor, took a small sip, it was sweet and greasy, but also sweet, and it was straight to the heart.

Rarely, the young emperor showed a timid expression.

"sweet."

Song Yan was satisfied: "Wild honey, it's sweet, I'll taste it too." After saying that, he scraped off the remaining honey on the spoon and swallowed it into his belly.

The one my daughter-in-law has eaten seems to be even sweeter.

Watching Song Yan eat her own, Xu Huaiqing's earlobes turned red silently, how could it be, he ate it!

Song Yan had a strong desire to share, so she took out the sugar painting she made from her bosom, and carefully peeled off the oiled paper. Sure enough, there were a lot of broken pieces inside. He handed it over to His Majesty to eat with a stick, and the shapeless candy was firmly fixed on the stick. Hua: "I went to the market to find veteran craftsmen to learn how to cook these for you. I made them myself. Try them quickly."

Song Yan's eyes were full of coaxing meaning, as if he was coaxing His Majesty for his actions yesterday.

The queen's heart is rare, Xu Huaiqing tasted the sugar painting again with his head down, feeling uncomfortable, "If the queen is short of money, you can tell Wang Fu directly, and he will arrange it."

Inferior hard candy melts in the mouth, with a bit of mellowness.This is obviously cheap.

Xu Huaiqing continued to make up his mind when the queen came out of the palace. The queen had little money and couldn't afford it in the market. He simply used his strength to make sugar paintings for him himself, and catching game in the woods was naturally in his pocket. Shy and masculine, he didn't want to come back empty-handed, so he went to the front with all his strength.

The more Xu Huaiqing thought about it, the more she thought about it. Although Song Yan was the mother of a country, she had very little private money. Because everything was kept simple, the queen was directly carried into the palace.

As for the betrothal gift, he held it in his hands, and according to Nanny Qi, the dowry was all given by the Song family, a bunch of ostentatious things, and only the empress was pitiful.

Thinking of this, Xu Huaiqing blushed slightly, thinking about when to bring the betrothal gift from the House of Internal Affairs into the Jiaofang Hall, so that the queen would not have to be so tight.

Song Yan, on the other hand, didn't understand why His Majesty asked such a question, it was a joke, how could the Golden Dragon be short of money, but taking advantage of His Majesty's obvious soft-hearted appearance, Song Yan's heart skipped a beat, and tentatively said: "I am not short of money, but can Your Majesty let me Live directly in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, eat and sleep with His Majesty, today I was scared."

When it came to the end, Song Yan's tone even became stiff unconsciously. That's right, His Majesty didn't take any notice of it today. If he disagreed, he would... demolish the Jiaofang Palace, so there would be more reason.

He has carefully considered the place in the palace. The Jiaofang Hall is some distance away from the Hall of Mental Cultivation. If Xu Huaiqing stays in the Hall of Mental Cultivation at night, he will have to get up early in the morning to go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. , will delay a lot of time.

Thinking of His Majesty's time wasted going back and forth to Jiaofang Palace every day, he felt that it was not worth it. What is not good to do with these hours, sleep is fine.The emperor in the world is a hard worker, if it is not supported by the beauty, the current black and white will be more serious.

Xu Huaiqing's eyes were hot, and he was very moved. If he didn't know the truth, he would have been deceived by the queen's stubborn appearance that she didn't lack money.But his face was still full of coldness, and the words he said were like jade stones colliding: "If the empress wants to move to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, then of course she can, but the harem is empty now, and the empress is bored. Tell Wang Fu about this matter." Just leave it to him, don’t worry about everything.”

When he ascended the throne, he dismissed the maids, so the palace became more lonely, but he was not thoughtful.Besides, it should be fine for the empress to move to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, after all, no minister who is diligent in government affairs would care about the emperor's harem.

The Jiaofang Hall and the Hall of Mental Cultivation seem to be nothing more than the name of the plaque.

Song Yan got closer and closer, with a faint flash of gold in his eyes, his daughter-in-law is really easy to talk, and her voice is so nice.

His thoughts diverged, thinking, if His Majesty ate more honey, would it be sweeter.

It's a pity that he is now a down and out golden dragon, except for the dragon liver, dragon heart, dragon blood and dragon marrow on his body, he doesn't even have the ability to turn his hands into clouds and his hands into rain, it really shouldn't be.

He is such a useless dragon, but there are still female dragons!It's exciting.

Song Yan's inexhaustible emotions were all condensed into a smile on the corner of his mouth. After such a short time, he looked again, and the meat was cooked, tender on the outside and tender on the inside.

Song Yan tore off a small piece as if she couldn't feel the heat and fed it to Xu Huaiqing: "Your Majesty, try it."

Under the Queen's eager eyes, Xu Huaiqing swallowed the meat roasted by the Queen herself, leaving a pertinent comment: "It's delicious."

Song Yan's heart is about to be turned into a beauty, and she can't wait to do everything for herself. If the dragon's tail is behind her, she will probably wag.

Song Yan was even taller, and gathered around His Majesty, as if blocking His Majesty, but Wang Fu, who was waiting on the side, didn't see him, and only listened to the whispers and then moved his eyes.

Song Yan took a knife and cut the meat into strips and put it on a plate and handed it to His Majesty. Seeing that the beauty was eating well, she seemed to have gained a lot of strength.

For a while, it was hot and dry, accompanied by the autumn wind blowing through the withered grass, it was a wild fun.

After His Majesty had almost finished eating, Song Yan finished the rest, extinguished the fire and took His Majesty's hand back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Xu Huaiqing ordered the eunuch to prepare the queen's utensils, while he went to the dragon case to review the memorial.

Now the eunuchs that the emperor has to use already more or less know that their queen is a man, so the clothes they prepare are all kinds of elegant and luxurious men's clothes, silently giving enough convenience.

Because today's affairs came one after another, and he indulged in horse racing in the afternoon, the court affairs piled up half a mountain, so Xu Huaiqing had to stay up late and light the lamp to make up the memorial.

When Song Yan had bathed and waited for His Majesty on the dragon bed, seeing that there was no one waiting for him, she couldn't help but feel agitated. There was no beauty for him to hug, and the long night was so lonely that she couldn't sleep.

So Song Yan stepped on her boots to look for Xu Huaiqing. Fortunately, Xu Huaiqing had someone bring the memorial to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Following the track of the little eunuch on duty, Song Yan successfully captured her daughter-in-law in a brightly lit house.

The beautiful daughter-in-law sometimes frowned, and sometimes relaxed her brows. She was dressed in a warm yellow uniform and came down with Zhu Zhu's memorials one by one. The bright candlelight made His Majesty's skin so delicate that he could see the texture of his skin clearly. Maybe he had a good time in the afternoon. The lip color is also a healthy light red.

No lip makeup is better than red lips.

Song Yan was so strong that he moved a solid wood carved chair with his bare hands and placed it next to the dragon case. He sat on it aggrievedly, and he wanted to disturb but didn't want to disturb him.

His shallow experience told him that if he bothered the beauty now and dragged the beauty to sleep, the beauty would definitely look at him angrily.

Life is not easy, Longlong sighed, unconsciously, Song Yan gently stroked the tip of His Majesty's brow, and smoothed Xu Huaiqing's frown: "Your Majesty, if you have any difficulties, tell me directly, don't frown often, this is a bad habit."

Your Majesty who often frowns will become a beautiful little old man.