May you be prosperous for half a lifetime

That night, Banruo slept very restlessly. Sometimes it was Yu Wenyu who held her shoulder and kept asking her why she treated him like this, and sometimes it was Yu Wenhu who asked her indifferently if she was still using him.

What's more, she dreamed of ascending to that high position again, who was telling her that the world of Dugu had come true.

Waking up suddenly, her body was numb and in severe pain. She slowly opened her eyes, and saw that tea-white figure on the side of the bed curtain, at the desk, holding on to the vermilion pen. elegant.

Hearing the sound beside the bed curtain, the man looked up and smiled quite gently.

Prajna opened her eyes dimly, feeling extremely uncomfortable. Seeing that Yu Wenhu was only wearing his inner garment and hadn't even put on a belt. His hair should have been tied up in a bun, but because he tilted his head slightly, the strands of hair fell on his shoulders, black hair With the shawl, it seemed that his sharp-edged face had a somewhat neutral and soft expression, which did not match the him in the past.

Banruo sat up slowly, and because of her movement, the brocade quilt slipped slightly, revealing her white shoulders, the marks on the collarbone on the shoulders were still visible, and her uncombed black hair just covered the Lord a little, "Are you not going to court again?" Her eyes were still somewhat charming, she tilted her head slightly, and her complexion was radiant.

"Shut up today." He replied with a smile, his eyes filled with doting, "Why, do you really think of me as a fool?"

Banruo tossed and lay down again, but leaned her head outside, looking at him, "I forgot."

Yu Wenhu got up and came slowly, the untied clothes happened to fall on the ground, and he had no time to pick them up, the silk shoes were not on, and he walked barefoot, just sitting on the bed, and handed the wet tissue paper to him. To Prajna, "You don't always want to be the queen mother, here, take it."

Prajna was hazy at first, and almost fell asleep, but just glanced at it, and sat up in a jerk, regardless of whether there was an inch or not, took the tissue paper, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly lay down again.

"What?" Yu Wenhu chuckled, and lay down with her again, her thin lips hooked on her collarbone where the red marks were, "The Empress Dowager doesn't even like this."

Prajna hurriedly hid in the bed, "Your Majesty, you know, my husband is tasteless, it is a pity to throw it away, and there is nothing to eat."

On the silk paper, it is naturally written that Yu Wenchi succeeded to the throne. With this edict, no matter how he changes in the future, Banruo, the empress dowager's position can be regarded as secure, but I don't know if this is the first one. After one year of emperor, when the Spring and Autumn Period was at its peak, he set up the king who made a will.

But as far as Prajna is concerned, this thing is like a chicken rib.

"Could it be that besides Ah Chi, you still want to pass on the throne to someone else." After saying this, Banruo suddenly murmured, "Don't make trouble."

The person next to him suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the red marks on her shoulders. The warm feeling passed over her shoulders, and Hannya's mind went blank all of a sudden. A little bit.

Yu Wenhu just put his arms around her waist, and kissed her gently on the side of the ear, "That may be, maybe in a few years, the queen will give me ten or eight children, and I will have to choose carefully... ..."

Prajna's body was still going inside, and only when she got to the bottom and could no longer retreat, she stretched out her hand to push Yu Wenhu away, "Who wants to have ten or eight children with you."

But his fingertips slipped into the brocade quilt suddenly, and when he went down a little, Banruo subconsciously opened his hand, "I'm afraid you don't want to be the first emperor, but you want me to be the first queen?"

Yu Wenhu laughed out loud suddenly, just hugged her, and didn't touch her anymore, "How can you be so delicate."

Only then did Banruo turn around and stand within a few feet of him, "My lord, if you really can't bear it, I allow you to find someone else, but don't leave anything unclean..." She whispered softly Whispering, these words are half true and half false.

"Ah." She exclaimed, lying softly on Yuwen's shoulder pad, not knowing whether it was too much joy or pain, "It hurts...it hurts." She bit her lip, but her voice was not as playful as before.

If it is, it is self-inflicted.

It was three poles high in the sun, and it was the lazy sunlight that entered the inner hall.

Yu Wenhu rested his head on his hands, lay on his side, looked at the empress who was still sleepy, "Tell me, how can there be a woman like you in this world who loves power more than her husband?"

She closed her eyes, murmuring as if in a dream, but also as if she was sober, "In my heart, there is only His Majesty, there is no one else."

Although these words sound false, but no matter how they sound, they make people feel comfortable. The corners of Yu Wenhu's mouth raised uncontrollably, and he stretched out his hand to brush the hair of Prajna Yin's sweat stained on the tip of his nose, and put it behind her ear, "I have really considered this matter for a long time. , your second sister should have told you, since there is a way to get the Turks, naturally you can't let it go, but you and I are afraid of being deceived by your second sister, why not..."

He did change the subject very quickly. As soon as the subject changed, the woman in his arms opened her eyes wide, and only listened to him, "Your father has always guarded the frontier, and he is very familiar with Turks. Why don't you let me Dad leads troops to suppress in northern Xinjiang, if there is any difference in Turkic, can he take advantage of the situation?"

Banruo squinted her eyes, and naturally knew that his little calculation was nothing more than fear that Mantuo still had two minds. Now that her father is allowed to go, it is impossible for her daughter to harm her father. Hard work, but for the Dugu family, it is an idea to keep the military power without being judged by others.

"Your father is old, so it's not suitable for you to go to the northern border, but your brother Ashan has always been proficient in the art of war, and he is also brave and resourceful, so let him go, how about it?"

But for Yu Wenhu, this is already a big concession.

It is naturally the safest way to lead troops to stay in the northern border. After leaving the capital, they can make more contributions.

And Yu Wenhu left her father in the capital again, not just to restrain Dugushan.

Dugu Banruo is clear in his heart, but he also knows that he can no longer mess with Yuwenhu. Now Yuwenhu is the king of a country, and he can no longer change his mind at will. As Yuwensheng said, her honor and disgrace in the future will be tied to Yuwen Protect one person.

"Prajna, you have to believe me. I am real. I want to share this world with you." Inexplicably, he suddenly said this sentence. This is what he has been obsessed with, and he will never forget. Don't dare to forget.

Only sometimes, the situation forced it.

Banruo raised her head slightly, looking at this man who seemed a bit disturbed because he was constantly weighing the relationship between Chaotang and her, for some reason, thinking of the past, she forced each other hard, and finally only ended up in that kind of ending, Yuwen Hu let go No matter what, after all, he killed her with his own hands.

She couldn't tell how it felt, but she knew that Yu Wenhu regretted it very much, so this time, he would give in again.

But she didn't want to feel guilty because of Yu Wenhu, just like she felt guilty about the Princess Qinghe, but she wanted to see Yu Wenhu's heart completely.

Let, because, love, not because of shame.

"Believe." In thousands of words, only this one word was repeated, "Of course I believe you."

The tiger talisman was a bit heavy, and Banruo still remembered the scene when she snatched the tiger talisman from Yuwen's hand in the past.

In front of the Linghua mirror, she played with this soldier talisman that weighed more than a huge boulder. In the Linghua mirror, she looked at the neatly dressed and handsome emperor, "Ah Hu, tell me, do you look like you are in the Goulan courtyard?" , before you leave, do you want to leave behind some benefactors who pay?"

Yu Wenhu was almost unsteady, so he smiled and replied, "Then this prostitution is a bit too heavy, isn't it?"

Banruo stood up, her hair was not tied up yet, but she looked like an ordinary woman, she took the crow-blue swirl-patterned golden thread belt from the couch, swaying in her steps, stood in front of Yuwen's bodyguard, and slowly bent down , pulling the belt away with both hands, and moving forward from behind Yuwen's waist protector.

Yu Wenhu had never seen Banruo acting as a female celebrity, and before he carefully looked at the golden ribbon, he could hear the woman who tied him up, saying with reason, "This way, it won't be too heavy." ?”

He brushed the dark pattern belt around his waist with one hand, and held the Prajna catkin in the other, "Throw me a papaya, and repay it with Qiongju, indeed, it's not heavy." His eyes flickered slightly, like the light of a morning star passing by fundus.