Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

Unconvinced that he had the ability to “keep the court stable without speaking”, Yun Ji poked her face with his fingertips: “Really?”

His nails had not been trimmed for a long time and were long. Even though he didn't use much force, they left a shallow mark on Nan Yingzhi's cheek.

"Sorry," Yun Ji suddenly withdrew his hand, pursed his lips, and touched the ground with his palm, "Xiao Zhizi, does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt much, but it's a little itchy when you touch me." Taking his hand in her own, Nan Yingzhi naturally warmed his hand, "Come with me to the Imperial Garden for a walk."

Just as he was craving for her warmth and wanted to have more contact with her, Yun Ji did not refuse: "Okay."

Not wanting a dragon chariot or Gao Shu to serve her, Nan Yingzhi took him and slowly walked towards the imperial garden.

In the past, Yun Ji only complained that the scenery of the Imperial Garden was too monotonous and not as attractive as the scenery outside the Great Wall.

Walking with Nan Yingzhi at this time, he felt that even though the cold wind was howling and the flowers were withering, there was still a unique scenery.

Nan Yingzhi kept her hand on his shoulder, feeling the north wind blowing in her face, and lowered her head to ask him, "Qingchuan, are you cold?"

"It's cold. I can't feel my hands anymore." Rubbing her chin with his forehead, Yun Ji continued to move forward along the line of her words, "I need you to hold me."

Hearing him cry out for cold, Nan Yingzhi took off her fox fur coat and covered him with it: "Is this better?"

"Well," Yun Ji lowered his eyes, opened his arms, and said with an aggrieved tone, "But I want you to hug me."

Seeing that he was unwilling to move, Nan Yingzhi gently wrapped him up with the fox fur coat and said, "Be good, it's not good for your health to stay still all the time.

"I'll accompany you and walk slowly to Kunning Palace, okay?"

Knowing that if you are pregnant but don't move often, it is indeed easy to have a difficult birth, Yun Ji nodded and compromised: "Okay, I can walk for a while with you."

Seeing him twisting his waist from time to time, and even pulling his hand out of her palm to touch his waist, Nan Yingzhi followed his hand and covered it: "Are you feeling backache?"

A warmth spread from his skin to his internal organs. Yun Ji leaned against her unconsciously and let out a soft "hmm".

Not knowing whether rubbing too hard would cause disaster, Nan Yingzhi used moderate strength and rubbed circles on his waist: "Let me help you rub it."

"Ah," Yun Ji's eyes suddenly lit up as if he had seen something new. He pointed at the small white balls floating down in the air, "Little Gardenia, it's snowing!"

"Yes, it's snowing." Nan Yingzhi pushed him forward carefully with her hands and urged him to hurry up. "Come into the house quickly, be careful not to get cold."

Taking a deep breath, Yun Ji felt the cool air in the air. He shook his head and revealed his childish side: "No, little Gardenia, I want to build a snowman outside!"

"Ah?" Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking and really wanted to stay in the yard and wait for the snow to fall, Nan Yingzhi felt a little helpless, "The temperature outside here is almost below zero.

"Besides, the snow will turn into water when it touches our bodies and wet our clothes. My ancestor, what should we do if we catch a cold?"

Hearing her well-reasoned argument, Yun Ji hesitated for a while before looking at her with his watery eyes: "But, I just want to play in the snow."

Knowing that a woman is pregnant, her personality will become strange, let alone someone like Yun Ji who is "more clever than an actor". Nan Yingzhi coaxed him.

"The ground is bare right now, so it's not fun to play here," she said to Yun Ji, "Let's go out and play when it snows a lot, okay?"

Looking at the snow falling to the ground, Yun Ji said "Oh" reluctantly and finally followed her into the house.

The former queen moved out late, and the palace maids swept the house when she left. Now there is no need to clean up much, and Yun Ji can bring Lan Fu to move in.

The last time he came to the inner hall of Kunning Palace was when he was taken in by the late Empress Dowager. It had been a long time since he came here. He couldn't help but sigh, "Compared to Yaohua Palace, this place is quite spacious."

Without waiting for Nan Yingzhi to respond, he closed his eyes again and said with emotion: "But the more empty it is, the more desolate it becomes when you live alone."

Knowing that he was looking at his own reflection in front of the bronze mirror and felt sorry for himself, Nan Yingzhi helped him sit on the couch and said, "When I'm not busy with government affairs, I'll come over to accompany you."

At first, the snow was not heavy, but after a few moments, the ground and the sky were connected into a vast expanse of white.

With Nan Yingzhi's permission, Yun Ji rushed into the snow-covered courtyard like an arrow.

Whenever it snowed, Nan Yingzhi was afraid that the snow would get on her body and her clothes would get wet, so she was reluctant to move. But now, for Yunji, she followed him out: "Slow down, the ground is slippery, watch your feet..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt a sudden chill on her face: "Hey! Why did you sneak attack me with a snowball while I was talking!"

Proud of winning the first round, Yun Ji dug out some newly accumulated snow and smiled brightly: "Little Gardenia, let's have a snowball fight!"

While saying “I won’t let you”, Nan Yingzhi was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she transformed herself into a master of human body outlining and didn’t hit him with a single snowball, but simply rubbed against his body and flew around.

While the capital was immersed in the news of "Beishuo's surrender", Nan Yingzhi commanded his troops to hold a ceremony to confer the title of queen and give Yunji a title.

A few steps later, Fang led his troops to the capital. Nan Yi beat his chest and stamped his feet, regretting that he did not attend Xiao Zhizi's wedding.

Thinking that she was busy with government affairs and had little time to accompany Yunji in the morning, Nan Yingzhi allowed him to enter the palace five times a month to visit his beloved "daughter".

Every time he entered the palace, he would bring food, either sour or spicy. When Nan Yingzhi tasted it occasionally, her tongue would be almost numbed by the heavy smell.

Yun Ji enjoyed using it very much. Not only did he gradually improve his appetite, but he could also take the tonic medicine he gave him from time to time.

Nan Yi had only been here a few times, but the father-daughter relationship between them had turned into a brotherly friendship.

Nan Yingzhi even heard Lan Fu complain that the general ignored the young lady's pregnancy and was in high spirits, wanting to drink and chat with the young lady.

Fearing that they had such a deep brotherly love in their previous life that they would have to drink wine in this life, she hurriedly asked, "They didn't really drink, did they?"

"No," Lan Fu shook her head slightly, "The young lady put her hand on her belly, and the general didn't mention it again."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Nan Yingzhi motioned for her to go back and continue to serve Yun Ji, and picked up the red brush again: "That's good."

After a few more snowfalls, the weather became increasingly cold, a scene completely like midwinter. However, Yun Ji huddled in Kunning Palace and refused to step outside.

"What's the matter?" Nan Yingzhi scratched his nose, trying to coax him to move and not be the calm and composed version of the Imperial Master in the palace. "Don't you want to play snowballs anymore?"

Yun Ji leaned against the stove, holding the hot water bottle in his hand, and didn't even want to shake his head: "You always let me, it's boring."

The reason for his failure in every battle was exposed. Nan Yingzhi panicked for a moment and didn't know where to put her hands: "That's not mine. I was worried that it would hit you. Are you uncomfortable?"

Yun Ji said lazily, "Hmm", and half closed his eyes: "It's much more comfortable to stay in the warm palace than to feel the cold outside. Why should I go out and suffer?"

Since she couldn't get him to go out for exercise, it would be nice to chat with him in the palace. Nan Yingzhi talked about the past: "Who was the one who wanted to go out and play in the snow before?"

Perhaps because he had been with her for a long time, Yun Ji became more and more shameless, and he casually spitted on his own words: "It must be Yun Qingchuan who was kicked in the head by a donkey, not me, Yun Ji."

Touching his temples, Nan Yingzhi thought that his appetite had improved recently, so she tried to test him: "Is there anything you want to eat?"

Perhaps because he was very hungry a few days ago, or because the food Nan Yi brought was to his taste, Yun Ji's appetite increased greatly.

He touched his belly and said without hesitation: “Xiao Zhizi, I want to eat barbecue.

"Just the kind you grilled for me last time at the hunting grounds."

Seeing that his cheeks were still thin, Nan Yingzhi wished she could gather all the delicacies in the world in Beijing and feed him more.

"Okay," she stood up and asked Lingfeng to send some ingredients from the imperial kitchen, "I'll cook it for you now."

With Nan Yingzhi's personal order, a variety of ingredients were quickly delivered to Kunning Palace.

Seeing that she had sharpened the bamboo sticks and was threading the ingredients, with no intention of leaving the palace, Yun Ji got off the bed and came over curiously: "Xiao Zhizi, do you want to grill in the house?"

"Yeah," Nan Yingzhi took the time to reply while concentrating on preparing the ingredients, "It's too cold outside, and you're staying in the hall, so why should I go out?"

Without any emotion, Yun Ji said "hmm", put down the hand warmer and wanted to help her cook.

"It's okay. It's just a small amount. I can finish it in minutes." Nan Yingzhi felt uncomfortable touching him after touching raw meat. She just smiled briefly and said, "Just leave it there. I'll do it."

Trying to keep pace with her, Yun Ji lowered his eyes and looked a little lost when he heard her advise him to take a rest.

"Little Gardenia," the remaining warmth from the hot water bottle touched Nan Yingzhi's face with his fingertips, and he spoke softly but firmly, "I know you feel sorry for me.

"But I don't want to be taken care of by you all the time. I also want to help you."