After I traveled through the book, I fought back in the Hou Mansion

Chapter 498

As a result, Luo Shuiyao gave up the idea of ​​having dinner with everyone and ordered the servants to distribute the prepared crab meat cakes and braised pork ribs to their respective courtyards.

At nightfall, the sky gradually darkened, and Ye Yunzhou came in with a chill. When he saw Luo Shuiyao clearly in the corridor, the chill on his body dissipated a little. He quickly stepped forward, embraced her and brought her into the room, "It's a cold night, what are you doing out here?"

Luo Shuiyao held his slightly cold fingertips with her backhand and said softly, "It's nothing, I'm wearing warm clothes. But you, the mansion has already made you autumn clothes, but you're still wearing so little. Don't get sick from the cold."

Seeing her care about him so much, Ye Yunzhou was naturally pleased. He immediately raised his lips and smiled, his tone full of intimacy: "Then I'd like to trouble Madam to choose clothes for me tomorrow, okay?"

Seeing this, Chuntao and Chunxing immediately and swiftly set the table and arranged the food, then quietly retreated to leave the two of them some space to be alone.

After dinner, they washed off the cold and lay down on the bed together.

Luo Shuiyao had already adapted to sleeping in the same bed these days, and she felt very comfortable at the moment. She nestled in Ye Yunzhou's arms and whispered to him about the interesting things that happened in the mansion today.

Ye Yunzhou closed his eyes slightly, listened quietly with a smile on his lips, and his slender fingers stroked the black hair on her shoulders from time to time, his movements were gentle and carried a bit of nonchalant tenderness.

Luo Shuiyao's voice gradually became softer and finally disappeared - she fell asleep in his arms.

Ye Yunzhou slowly opened his eyes, gently pulled the quilt up to wrap her more tightly, and then held her in his arms again.

Looking at the sweet and innocent sleeping face of the person in his arms, he felt filled with satisfaction in his heart.

After spending some time together, Ye Yunzhou had begun to understand Luo Shuiyao's thoughts. He privately asked the imperial physician about this and finally understood her concerns. Knowing that it would be extremely harmful to her if she did it too soon, she naturally wouldn't rush into it.

It doesn’t matter, it’s just a few short years. Now that he has a beautiful woman in his arms, he has plenty of patience.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and gently kissed the eyes and eyebrows of the person in his arms, then he closed his eyes and fell asleep together.

.........

Luo Shuiyao was sleeping very soundly, thinking that she could sleep peacefully all night until dawn. However, at midnight, a sudden rapid knock on the door woke them both up from their sleep.

Outside the door, Ye Yunzhou's attendant hurriedly relayed in a panicked voice, "My lord, my lady! Urgent news from the palace—His Majesty has vomited blood. His condition is critical. I'm afraid... I'm afraid he's not going to make it!"

"Your Majesty is vomiting blood!" Luo Shuiyao's heart sank suddenly, and the confusion she had just woken up disappeared in an instant, and an indescribable panic surged in her heart.

Ye Yunzhou immediately stood up, not caring about anything else, and quickly put on his clothes. Seeing that she was still sitting there, with half of her coat slipping off, he frowned and walked over to her, pulling the quilt over her tightly. "It's cold at night, cover yourself well. Don't be afraid, I'll go into the palace first to check."

When she turned to leave, Luo Shuiyao grabbed her wrist and said, "How about I go with you?"

Ye Yunzhou naturally refused: "It's useless for you to go. I will go and pick up His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince to enter the palace together. You stay in the mansion and wait for my news."

Seeing that Luo Shuiyao was about to retort, he leaned over and placed a kiss on her, his voice softer with a touch of comforting wetness: "Be good, wait for me to come back."

Luo Shuiyao had no choice but to give up and watched the corner of Ye Yunzhou's clothes disappear outside the door. She sat there for a long time, and no longer felt sleepy, so she put on her clothes, stood up, and stood quietly by the window looking outside.

Chun Xing and others in the yard were also awakened and quickly lit candles. For a moment, the whole yard was as bright as day, but the flickering flames revealed a sense of oppression as if a storm was about to come.

Given Your Majesty's previous physical condition, it is already a rare achievement for him to have survived until now.

Although Luo Shuiyao didn't know whether things would go smoothly, she had to prepare for the worst due to the influence of the movies and TV dramas in her previous life memories.

After a moment of stunned silence, Luo Shuiyao quickly regained her composure and immediately issued an order: "Go, send two people to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion and the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery's Mansion respectively to pass on the news! Tell them that something happened in the palace and have them lock the doors immediately. No one is allowed to move around until further information is received."

His Majesty has been increasingly ill in recent days, and the Right Prime Minister and the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery are most likely still staying in the palace. Although they will definitely send a message to the palace, if anything is missed, the consequences will be disastrous.

After the servants took the order and left, Luo Shuiyao immediately added, "Pass the order down—from now on, the gates of the Princess's Mansion will be tightly closed, and additional personnel will be assigned to strengthen the guard! No one in the mansion is allowed to enter or leave without my permission!"

In the eyes of the servants in the Princess's mansion, this princess, who had been brought back from the common people, had always been gentle. Although she usually handled the affairs of the mansion with both kindness and authority, and was extremely prestigious, she rarely spoke so harshly as she did at this moment, and she had never referred to herself as "this palace" so solemnly.

The servants all bowed in greeting, kept quiet and held their breath, not daring to slack off for even a moment and only followed the orders carefully.

As the sky gradually brightened, a light rain began to fall, and the capital was shrouded in mist, as if a veil was covering everyone's heart.

At this moment, the sound of funeral bells suddenly came from the palace - twelve bells representing the emperor's death, echoing dully over the capital.

After a short silence, the whole capital was in uproar, and the low sobs of servants could be heard from all over the princess's mansion.

Luo Shuiyao looked at the rain and fog outside the window, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red, and her nose felt sore.

The drizzle continued all day, until dusk, when Ye Yunzhou, still shivering from the cold, stepped into the mansion. With fatigue still lingering between his brows, he opened his mouth and announced two pieces of news: one was that His Majesty's will had passed the throne to the Sixth Prince, and the other was that the Emperor would be buried seven days later.

The coffin lay there for seven days, and Luo Shuiyao, along with the imperial concubines, princes, and princesses, took turns kneeling before the coffin. The constant kneeling had left her knees red and swollen, and her face had grown a bit pale.

Ye Yunzhou saw it and felt pain in his heart, but this was the filial piety that royal family members must fulfill. Even though he couldn't bear it, he couldn't share her burden. He could only quietly prepare warm compresses and cushions after she retired every day, and quietly protect her in his own way.

The scene was completely different from a month or so ago. Back then, the capital was filled with red silk fluttering in the wind, and everywhere was bustling with joy and celebration; now, all that was left was white banners fluttering.

Mourning cloth was hung in front of every household in the capital. Men, women, young and old all wore mourning scarves and plain clothes. Even if the sadness on their faces was real or fake, their usual smiles were gone. The whole capital was immersed in solemnity.

Luo Shuiyao and the Sixth Prince and others supported the coffin all the way until it was sent out of the city. They watched the funeral procession go away before turning around and returning to the palace.

The Sixth Prince had just ascended the throne, and even with Emperor Yuanzhen's final guidance, he was still young and had learned so hastily that he didn't understand many court affairs. But he was ultimately of royal blood, and no matter how hard or tiring it was, he gritted his teeth and persevered, never once uttering a single "no."

After spending so much time together, Luo Shuiyao had already truly regarded him as her own brother. She privately ordered the palace servants to prepare a soup to dispel the cold for the Sixth Prince, and told people to buy warm clothes for him on time, showing concern for him in everything.

After such busy work, she finally had a break after the coronation ceremony was successfully held a month later.

.........

In front of the Taiji Hall are placed the Eight Treasures and the Nine Tripods, both ceremonial vessels symbolizing imperial power. Outside the hall, at the steps, civil and military officials stand according to their ranks, and the imperial guards stand guard with weapons, creating a solemn atmosphere.

The Sixth Prince wore a dragon robe and a Tongtian crown. He walked forward amid the three kneelings and nine kowtows of all the officials, took the jade seal, and ascended the dragon throne.

Changed the reign title to "Jingxi"