Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1399

Emperor Mingde was dressed in a black brocade robe with intricate cloud and water pattern embroidered on the edges. It had a faint luster, like the most distant and lonely stars in the night sky.

He stood at the cabin window with his back to the door, listening to the sound of flowing water on the river outside the window.

The words of farewell are repeated, and the sadness of separation fills the eyebrows and eyes.

"I greet the emperor. Long live the emperor." Tang Chujun bowed and saluted as she stood at the door.

It was still chilly in the spring. She wore a white double-breasted brocade jacket with delicate cloud patterns embroidered on the collar and an indigo pleated skirt with tiered hems.

The pointed toes of the embroidered shoes are revealed between the hem of the skirt, and tiny embroidered flowers can be faintly seen on the shoe surface.

When Emperor Mingde turned around, he saw his beloved, who was dressed freshly and elegantly, kneeling there.

He strode forward, stretched out his hand to help her stand up, and said with some distress in his tone, "Didn't I tell you that you don't have to kneel in private?"

Tang Chujun lowered his head, not daring to raise his eyebrows, "You are the emperor."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Mingde sighed softly, "Little Fatty, do you dare to look up at me?"

Tang Chujun looked up as he was told, and saw the cheerful fat boy mask on his face. He couldn't help laughing, and then covered his face in fear, "I don't want to wear the fat girl mask anymore!"

Emperor Mingde then took off the mask, revealing his bright and handsome face. "Well? Why don't you wear it?"

"Fat! And ugly!" Tang Chujun covered her cheeks. Her hair was tied up high and fixed with an exquisite jade hairpin. The tassels hanging from the hairpin swayed gently with her movements, shining with a warm luster. "Is this 'little fatty' thing going to be unacceptable?"

Emperor Mingde had discovered that as long as he mentioned the three words "little fat man", she would be able to get rid of her restraint and talk to him casually. So today he specially brought this mask, and it really worked.

He also laughed, "It's hard to get over it. This is the beginning of our fate."

Tang Chujun's face turned red with shame, and his eyebrows curved.

Oh, this guy, this guy! Is he so straightforward? I feel embarrassed.

Then he said, "I also want to go with you. But the country cannot be without a king. I will wait for your return in the capital."

He was afraid that the prince's current ability was not enough to control the court, and he was also very busy with official duties.

After all, he was the ruler of a country before he could have other identities. He never dared to forget this.

Emperor Mingde was looking at Tang Chujun while speaking, his eyes passing over the pearl earrings hanging on her ears, "But, Jun'er, can you do me a favor?"

Tang Chujun raised his bright eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Emperor Mingde said, "Be my eyes and ears, help me see, hear, and feel the local customs and practices of each place, record what the people want to say most, and write about the beautiful mountains and rivers of my Northern Wing's prosperity."

What a fresh word! Tang Chujun pondered over these words, "Be the eyes and ears of the emperor?"

Emperor Mingde nodded solemnly with a sanctimonious look.

I can't just tell her directly that I just want to read your letter at any time, but I was afraid that you would be embarrassed to write, so I found a high-sounding excuse.

He said solemnly, "If it weren't for the officials submitting memorials to me in the palace, I would be blind and deaf. Don't you think that's scary?"

"Very scary." Tang Chujun really had no wrong thoughts. She nodded and immediately felt that she had a heavy responsibility on her shoulders. "Your Majesty, rest assured. I will write to you often."

It's not "often", it means writing whenever you have time, preferably every day. Emperor Mingde never said this request.

As he was speaking, Eunuch Qi smiled and brought in two bowls of hot porridge, two white flour steamed buns, and several plates of various soursop vegetables.

"Masters, please enjoy your meal." He said this and then left, considerately closing the door.

Tang Chujun wanted to say "I've eaten", but before he could say it, he heard Emperor Mingde say, "Having breakfast with Jun'er has always been my wish. I wonder if Jun'er can accompany me?"

The emperor's wish was actually this? And it had been all along... Tang Chujun's mind was in a mess, and he sat down at the table in a daze.

Two people sat opposite each other by the window, with the mountains and rivers outside the window.