The Queen sealed her heart and locked up her love, and the Emperor was trapped in the crematorium

"Dad, eldest brother, third brother..."

In front of her father and brothers, Xie Yaoqing did not slap Xiao Chengxu's hand away, but cooperated and let him hold her hand.

Xiao Chengxu held Xie Yaoqing's hand tightly, feeling her delicate and smooth skin and the slight coolness. An indescribable joy and satisfaction surged in his heart, as if all the pain had disappeared at this moment.

He took a deep breath, trying hard to suppress his inner excitement, and then gently put a small and exquisite hand warmer into Xie Yaoqing's hand.

Xie Yaoqing took the hand warmer, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "It's hard for the emperor to worry about it."

Xie Yaoqing's smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, instantly melting the haze in Xiao Chengxu's heart. His originally heavy mood became relaxed and joyful, and his face was filled with a happy smile.

He thought, how nice it would be if Qingqing could smile at him like this more often.

Even though Xiao Chengxu knew very well that Xie Yaoqing's smile was not genuine but was deliberately acted, he was still intoxicated by it and unable to extricate himself, and desperately hoped that Xie Yaoqing was smiling at him sincerely.

Yongchang Hou looked at this scene with a gratified smile on his face. As a father who loves his daughter very much, there is nothing more comforting than seeing his daughter happy and with a good man by her side.

However, Xie Yiming frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He always felt that something was wrong.

Although everything seemed harmonious and happy on the surface, he could sense a strange atmosphere hidden within.

As for Xie Yichen, his heart was filled with mixed emotions at the moment. Since Xie Yaoqing tacitly accepted the rumors about Xiao Chengxu's impotence and chose to remain silent, he felt deep sympathy for Xiao Chengxu. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder whether he should find some doctors or folk remedies to help Xiao Chengxu cure his illness.

Perhaps the emperor's health was not very good in the past, so even if he took in many concubines, he could not favor them. Perhaps it was not because the emperor was unwilling, but because he was unable to do so.

If there is one more person sleeping with the emperor, and if he does not perform well, not only will he lose face in front of the concubines, but the secret is likely to be leaked out, spread widely, become a topic of conversation after dinner, or even become a laughing stock.

Just like now, people have begun to discuss this, although the words are obscure, but everyone knows it, tacitly, and those who understand understand.

However, if the emperor's hidden illness can be cured, then he is not young at all considering his age. In a few years, he will be thirty years old. There are many ministers in the court who are urging him to appoint a crown prince. They have been putting pressure on the emperor. Maybe the emperor will take concubines again in order to have an heir as soon as possible, and will select women who are easy to bear children to enter the palace and then reproduce offspring.

In this case, the saddest person would probably be the queen - his own sister.

There are pros and cons to every matter. Xie Yichen feels a little embarrassed, but there is no rush and he can think about it slowly. Apart from anything else, Xie Yichen has not yet found a doctor who can cure his hidden illness.

Although Xie Yichen's colleagues said that he had a cousin who was extremely gifted in medical skills, beyond the reach of ordinary people, and even better than his teacher, it did not mean that he was also good at treating hidden diseases.

When the sound of the wheels gradually faded and the shadow of the carriage could no longer be seen, Marquis Yongchang and his two sons turned around and returned home.

Marquis Yongchang is old, and Xie Yiming generally won't bother him with things that are not absolutely certain, so he called Xie Yichen to his yard and asked him about Xie Yaoqing's situation in the Marquis' Mansion during this period. Only Xie Yichen was the most free, and he spent the most time with Xie Yaoqing.

But Xie Yiming found the wrong person.

Facing his eldest brother's questions, Xie Yichen knew almost nothing about them.

"I don't know. The Queen never mentioned it."

“I don’t know.”

"I asked, but the queen didn't answer."

Xie Yiming's handsome face was dark and gloomy, and he asked in a gloomy voice, "So you don't know anything?"

Xie Yichen looked at his elder brother who looked like he was about to eat someone, and shrank his neck in fear. He whispered, "Brother, don't be so fierce... I really don't know, and you know that the queen is a person, who can pry out things she doesn't want to say from her mouth?"

After hearing what his brother said, Xie Yiming's expression eased a little, but he still asked unwillingly: "Is there no other news? For example...what is the situation with the emperor?"

When Xie Yichen heard this, he immediately perked up. He leaned close to his brother's ear mysteriously and said in a low voice, "I know something about this."

Xie Yiming's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Tell me about it."

Xie Yichen smiled smugly, then said seriously: "The emperor is really not good at that."

Upon hearing this, Xie Yiming almost vomited blood and couldn't help gritting his teeth.

What kind of news is this? It is not worth mentioning. The rumor has already spread everywhere and everyone knows it.

Xie Yiming sighed helplessly and waved his hand, signaling Xie Yichen to leave quickly and not appear in front of him again, otherwise if he looked at him for one more second he might be unable to resist the urge to beat him up.

The carriage drove smoothly into the palace, and the wheels rolled forward, making a slight noise.

In the carriage, Xiao Chengxu tried to strike up a conversation with Xie Yaoqing, asking about her life in the Marquis' Mansion with concern.

"How have you been spending these days in the Marquis' Mansion? Is there anything you are not used to?"

However, Xie Yaoqing turned a deaf ear to this question, as if he had not heard it at all, and remained silent, appearing indifferent and distant.

The exquisite hand warmer had already been thrown back to Xiao Chengxu by Xie Yaoqing, and it seemed unnecessary even to even look at it.

Fortunately, the carriage was very comfortable, with thick mattresses inside, soft and warm. Xie Yaoqing was wearing enough clothes to keep warm, and a white fox fur coat on the outside, so she was warm even in the cold winter.

The palace was filled with bright lights everywhere, especially the Kunning Palace, which was brightly lit.

When Xie Yaoqing walked into the room, a warm feeling came over her and she immediately took off her fur coat.

When turning around, Xie Yaoqing noticed that there were many people gathered in the room. They were all singers and dancers in the palace.

There were drums, harps, and flutes, as well as graceful singing and dancing. It was such a lively scene.

When the song ended and the dance stopped, the singers, dancers, palace maids and eunuchs knelt in a row, kowtowed respectfully, and said in unison: "Congratulations to the Queen on her 1,000th birthday. May you have this day every year, and may you have a long life, happiness and health. May you dance in the sky and bring blessings to the world."

It was clear who had done this. Xie Yaoqing had no intention of deliberately making things difficult for the servants. He nodded and said softly, "Everyone, get up. It's rare that you've worked so hard. I'll give each of you a month's salary."

It was of course a happy thing to receive rewards, especially for the singers and dancers, who were extremely surprised. They had been worried that the Queen would be angry with the Emperor and would blame them, the servants. Unexpectedly, the Queen was not angry at all, but generously gave them rewards. So they all knelt down to express their gratitude.

It was so late, and Xie Yaoqing had no interest in the singing and dancing performance. She winked at Zhiyu, who immediately understood and helped her send all the people away.