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

Chapter 1603

Emperor Mingde was not only afraid of being scolded, but also did not dare to die.

I didn’t dare to die before because of the millions of common people. Now I don’t dare to die because of one more person.

In other words, after he arranged the edict of succession, it was simply because of that person.

That person... turned out to be the one he had vowed to keep in his heart.

They agreed that I would only look at her occasionally and never disturb her, and they also agreed that it would be enough for her to live in the prosperous North Wing that she had worked hard for.

Of course, no matter how much you said, once you meet that person, everything you said can no longer be said.

Emperor Mingde was originally a very restrained person, rarely letting himself lose control. But when he met Tang Chujun, he suddenly envied the lives of ordinary people.

I want to have three meals a day with her, chat with her, share my sorrows and joys with her, and also want to quarrel with her and make up with her after the bed.

Everything he had never thought about before, he wanted to do again with her.

I even just want to hear her call: Yunde!

He requested to be called Yunde.

Tang Chujun was reluctant at first, but later he couldn't resist and shouted.

At first he shouted it in the letter, and later he shouted it in person.

When Emperor Mingde saw Tang Chujun calling him "Yun De" for the first time, the roots of his ears turned red and his fingertips became numb.

Even though it was just in the letter, he laughed like a fool and woke up from his dreams several times.

Emperor Mingde went on an expedition, ready to take Yan Xingchen with him to witness and record the magnificent history of Beiyi, but he was unwilling to take Tang Chujun with him.

He was afraid that she would suffer, although he knew she was not afraid of hardship.

I am also afraid of being distracted, afraid of not being able to protect her, afraid of being too concerned and losing my calm judgment on many things.

Therefore, Emperor Mingde would not let Tang Chujun go with him to the war, even though he knew that she would write better poems if she went.

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Autumn is approaching and winter is coming soon.

At that time, An Xia was in Yu Sheng Pavilion. She had just talked with A Niang in the east wing, and then came to the west wing to have tea with Tang Chujun.

She asked, "Mother, are you going to go with father to the war?"

The matter between her mother and Emperor Mingde was already known to her siblings, so when they mentioned it in private, they no longer concealed it.

Tang Chujun blushed and covered half of his face with the teacup. "He's going to the war, what am I going to do?"

Shi Anxia smiled, "I thought you would dress up as an attendant and follow the emperor to war. That's what's written in the storybook."

Tang Chujun reached out and poked her daughter's dimples when she smiled, "Talkative book!" She looked into her daughter's round and bright eyes, "If I go with him, he will be distracted. He will always be thinking about taking care of me and will not be able to do things freely. If I really go, I will be a burden to him."

She wanted to go too.

If it weren't for this relationship, she would have requested to join the army in the name of Mr. Chu Sheng at the request of the Northern Propaganda Department.

After she returned to Beijing, she learned that "Mr. Chu Sheng" was already at the peak of his career. If she wanted to write a poem about the Northern Wing's expedition, the court would not stop her and would even provide her with convenience.

But Tang Chujun wanted to marry Emperor Mingde.

She wanted to be able to stand in the sun with him when he returned from the war and became the regent.

She is willing to wait, and regards waiting behind as a kind of concern for the front. He will always cherish his life and remember to come back to reunite with her.

Shi Anxia held her chin and asked curiously, "Mother is so restrained. What does she do when she misses him?"

Tang Chujun's beautiful eyes flickered, and she actually answered, "Writing poems, reading letters... so many questions, if you have the time, you might as well have a child with your son-in-law."

Shi Anxia continued to chat with her chin in her hand, "Your son-in-law is a god, and he hasn't consummated our marriage yet."