After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Qin Junyu glanced at him, and Lin Shoude immediately lowered his head, not daring to move again. The threatening look seemed to say: This will not happen again.

Qin Junyu sighed softly and turned to the direction of Zhongling Palace.

The Qinian Palace and Zhongling Palace are not far away, only a quarter of an hour's walk away.

The guard of honor was left far behind by Qin Junyu. As they approached Zhongling Palace, they didn't know whether to continue following. The group of people looked at each other, all a little hesitant.

What if the emperor just comes to take a look and leaves soon? What will happen if there is no one with him?

But if the emperor stayed overnight in Zhongling Palace, wouldn’t they have waited the night in vain?

Lin Shoude followed him in, and they were like headless flies, and could only stay outside.

Qin Junyu walked towards the main hall while observing the layout of the palace. Although it was night, the lights were bright and he could see clearly everywhere.

Lin Shoude caught up with him and asked breathlessly, "Your Majesty, do you want me to go and inform them?"

The emperor personally went to the concubine's bedroom to spend the night, and the concubine had to be prepared in advance to greet him at the palace gate, but tonight something happened suddenly, and Lin Shoude was trying hard to find a way to make up for it.

Qin Junyu waved his hand, "No need."

Lin Shoude responded, nodded, lowered his brows, and followed him closely.

Just as they were about to reach the palace gate, Qin Junyu looked back and saw Lin Shoude still following him. He suddenly stopped, and the people behind him were startled.

Qin Junyu said with a straight face, "Go back to the Yangxin Palace and send the court robes over tomorrow."

Lin Shoude understood that the Emperor was going to spend the night at the Empress's place!

He walked away with a smile on his face.

Lin Shoude trotted to the guard of honor and ordered, "The emperor is staying in Zhongling Palace today, you all should go back."

After receiving the order, the crowd dispersed.

Qin Junyu tidied his clothes and hesitated at the door for a long time before going in.

At this time, Nian Susu was sitting on a small stool in front of the charcoal basin, eating melon seeds. The hall was quiet, and only the sound of crunching could be heard.

She tried to summon the system, but found that no matter how she called, the familiar cold mechanical voice did not appear again.

"Could it be...that he really left?" Nian Susu was puzzled.

"Who left?" She was lost in thought when she was suddenly startled by a voice. She almost fell off the bench. Qin Junyu grabbed her arm.

Nian Susu turned his head and stared at him blankly, and said subconsciously: "Palace..." But then he felt that his identity was wrong, and the next word was stuck in his throat.

Qin Junyu helped her up and said, "You can call me whatever you want."

She was led to the tea table, where there was hot tea, which Zhihua had brewed just quarter of an hour ago. The two of them sat on either side, each with different thoughts.

Nian Susu was a little absent-minded, "Why did your highness come to my place tonight?"

Ever since she moved to Zhongling Palace, Qin Junyu hadn't looked for her for three or four days. According to the palace servants, he had been working very late these days and had gone to bed in the Yangxin Palace.

Qin Junyu didn't expect her to ask this and was stunned. It sounded a bit like the conversation between the emperor and his concubine, but he didn't like it.

He grabbed her hand that was resting on the tea table. Because she had been warming herself by the fire, her hand was warm. He squeezed it and said in a reproachful tone, "We are husband and wife. Isn't it normal for me to come to see my wife? Why do you say that?"

Nian Susu glanced at him and said nonchalantly: "I heard from the palace people that you are going to participate in the selection." This was an affirmative sentence.

Qin Junyu's eyes widened and his voice became much higher: "Who spread the rumor? I will immediately have him dragged down and beaten with a stick!"

Seeing his reaction, Nian Susu felt it was even more true. He had never called himself "I" in front of her before, nor would he get angry out of shame.

She didn't speak or look at him.

Qin Junyu, who wanted to say that he was wronged, was instantly deflated and gently shook her hand, "Lingling, I really didn't do that. A few days ago, I announced at the morning court that I would crown you as the queen. A few people did suggest a talent show, but I refused and forbade them to bring it up again. How did it become like I was going to hold a talent show when it got to your ears?"

Nian Susu was skeptical and still looked angry.

Qin Junyu added: "You also know that I am so busy every day that I don't even have time to sleep. If I choose a group of women to enter the palace, wouldn't that just make things more difficult for myself?"

Once there are more people in the harem, there will be more right and wrong. As an emperor, he not only has to deal with their petty intrigues, but also has to balance the relationships among the palaces. He cannot favor one too much, nor can he favor that too much.

The most important thing is that he no longer belongs to her alone, which Qin Junyu cannot accept. Letting him stay with a woman he doesn't like is more painful than killing him.

Qin Junyu punched his forehead, "Ah!"

After his explanation, Nian Susu finally believed him and believed that he had no intention of participating in the draft for the time being.

In order to avoid this topic being brought up again and affecting her mood, Qin Junyu changed the subject and talked about her bedroom.

"Although your palace has everything, I think it's still a little short of the East Palace..." He held his chin and thought for a while, and concluded: "The courtyard is too empty."

An idea suddenly occurred to him, "Don't you like studying herbs? Then clear out the side hall and turn it into a special pharmacy for you. You can set up a horse rack in the yard to dry the herbs, and build a swing you like, and then..." After thinking about it, he couldn't come up with any good ideas.

Nian Susu smiled and said, "I want to grow vegetables in the backyard, is that okay?"

Qin Junyu answered without hesitation: "Of course, you can plant whatever you want."

His ears gradually became hot. "You can plant whatever you want."

Nian Susu stared at his affectionate almond-shaped eyes and was distracted for a moment. When she came back to her senses, he had already kissed her, and their lips and teeth met, extremely passionately.

She felt hot all over, and the two of them hugged each other tightly and got on the spacious bed.

Qin Junyu pressed her under him and inserted his five fingers into her hair and held it tightly.

"Can I?" His voice was hoarse.

Nian Susu's entire face turned red. She didn't dare to look directly into his lustful eyes. She nodded gently, "Yeah."

-

The twelfth day of the first lunar month was the day Qin Zehai was executed.

According to the late emperor's will, the punishment of mincing into pieces should be used directly, but Qin Junyu added one more clause: parading through the streets first and then executing the sentence.

Qin Zehai was locked in a prison van, and the escorting guards walked around and around the streets of Shengjing. When they returned to the execution ground, Qin Zehai was almost buried in rotten vegetable leaves and eggs.

The people who had cursed him all the way gathered around the execution ground, waiting to see the wicked man receive the punishment he deserved.

A large pot was placed on a wooden rack, filled with water, and under the rack was a burning firewood. The water in the pot was steaming, but had not yet reached a boiling state.

Qin Zehai's prison van was parked next to a wooden frame. He was in a daze and was escorted down by the guards. He was brought to kneel before the supervising officer.

The people cursed, crowded, pushed, and wanted to rush up and beat people.