The wives of the concubines are empresses

Quan Dajun, who was exhausted from playing, fell into a deep sleep. In the side hall of the imperial study, Shangguan Wanjun also felt sleepy after washing and changing clothes, so she lay directly on the bed and fell asleep. This was the first time the two of them slept in the same bed.

Shangguan Wanjun woke up the next day and was startled to find herself stared at by a pair of clear and ignorant eyes.

"When did you wake up?"

"Sister Fairy, you're finally awake. Can we have dinner now?"

Shangguan Wanjun frowned: This man is really a foodie, he is thinking about eating so early in the morning.

After washing, changing clothes and dressing up, Shangguan Wanjun took Quandajun - Quanran to have dinner.

"Eat, eat more, maybe you can grow taller."

Lianhua Ouhe Muxiang Liuli couldn't help but smile when they heard it. The emperor is really interesting.

Quan Dajun-Quan Ran exclaimed in surprise after hearing this: "Really? I can grow taller?"

"Of course you can. You're only fifteen, and it's a good time to grow taller, so you should eat more. You can go back to sleep after you finish eating. I'm busy and won't accompany you."

Quan Dajun-Quan Ran pouted when he heard this: "Fairy sister doesn't want me anymore?"

"It's not that I don't want you. I have my responsibilities. For example, your growth is your current responsibility. By the way, you and Liuli will go to Shiyaxuan to visit your grandfather. After all, it's not easy for him to raise you. You should go and show your filial piety."

When Liuli heard this, she quickly responded, "Yes, Your Majesty, I will take you there in a moment."

Shangguan Wanjun nodded in relief. The female officials around her were quite capable, so a busy person like her didn't need to worry about such trivial matters.

In the Golden Palace, ever since she learned what her son had told her, Concubine Lu - Liu Haiming always kept her eyes on Shangguan Wanjun sitting on the dragon throne.

Today she was wearing a black dragon robe, a dragon crown on her head, with pearl curtains hanging in front and behind. With her exquisite makeup, she looked noble and majestic. She sat quietly listening to the reports from the court officials.

Following Shangguan Wanjun's instructions, Liuli brought Quan Dajun-Quan Ran to Shi Yaxuan. At this time, Mr. Qu was burning paper money in the middle of the mourning hall.

"Brother, you can go without worry. Your silly grandson has a silly life. This life is too hard. Find a rich and good family to reincarnate into."

It can be said that his elder brother died from the accumulated hard work and hunger. If it were not for his only grandson, he would not have lived to enter the palace.

After listening to what Mr. Qu said, Liuli suddenly felt sad. She raised her head slightly and looked at the heartless Quan Dajun - Quanran, and sighed that at this moment, the silly man met his good master, which was also another window opened by God for him.

"Cejun, please kneel down in the middle and burn paper money."

Quan Dajun - Quanran is a well-behaved and obedient boy. Upon hearing Liuli say this, he immediately knelt down in the mourning hall and burned paper.

When Mr. Qu saw him coming, he stood up silently, and his eyes met with Liuli's, and they both nodded politely.

Outside the palace, it was rumored that the empress's fiancé was a fool and was personally canonized as a seventh-rank monarch by the empress.

This matter has been widely circulated among the people.

"Have you heard? The current emperor has appointed a fool as his imperial consort."

"Oh, this matter has spread all over the city, how could we not know about it? Whether we should say it or not, our empress is too responsible. If it were any other emperor, they would have been assassinated."

"That's not right. For a great emperor to appoint a fool as his imperial consort would only damage his reputation."

Some people disagreed: "Not necessarily. I think the empress is very righteous and is trying to save both the late emperor's reputation and her own. Besides, the empress is already the emperor, so what's the harm in having one more person?"

The people around him nodded.

"That makes sense."

"That's right."

Shangguan Wanjun, who was reviewing memorials in the imperial study, had already received reports from the secret guards about the rumors among the people. She did not make any explanation for this matter. After all, she really had canonized the fool as the emperor's husband.

Thinking of this, she sighed slightly in her heart. She was not an emperor who killed innocent people indiscriminately. She was an emperor after all. If she wanted to be a ruler, she had to be a wise ruler. She would never do such dirty things that would damage her image, reputation and character. She would be infamous for eternity.

The rumors outside the palace had already spread throughout the harem, from the Empress Dowager of the Eastern Palace and the emperor's husbands to ordinary palace maids and eunuchs. However, the person involved, Shangguan Wanjun, still remained calm and composed every day, reviewing memorials with her husbands.

After reviewing five more books, Shangguan Wanjun decided to take a break to rest her eyes and hands.

Looking at Bai Xue sleeping on the desk, she reached out and held it in her arms and caressed it.

"Bai Xue, you say you sleep so well every day, how can you get enough sleep? You don't even go out and stroll around during your good time. You just sleep all day and waste your precious time. Don't you think it's a waste?"

The concubines listened to her nagging, and seeing that the emperor was not affected by the rumors outside the palace, they all relaxed.

The body was kept for seven days and buried on the eighth day. The whole process was in charge of the Ministry of Ancestral Halls and Officials, and the burial was carried out according to the funeral procedures for a fourth-rank official. Some valuable cultural items were also placed in the coffin, implying that the owner of the coffin would be reborn in a good way in the next life.

Perhaps sensing that his grandfather had left forever, Quan Dajun-Quanran suddenly burst into tears.

"Grandpa, Ran Ge'er can't bear to leave you."

Mr. Qu watched the whole process and sighed helplessly. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God.

On the night of Quan's burial, Quan Dajun-Quanran suddenly had a high fever. Shangguan Wanjun, who had gone to bed early, was suddenly awakened by Ouhe.

"Your Majesty, Consort Quan Dajun has been running a high fever tonight. I don't know what's wrong. I heard that the people in the Imperial Hospital are all worried. Would you like to go and see him?"

Shangguan Wanjun opened her eyes in a daze and looked up with a sleepy face.

"Continuous high fever?"

It was half an hour later that she appeared in Shiyaxuan. When Mr. Qu saw her coming, he hurried forward.

"Royal disciple, I don't know what's wrong with this son-in-law. He has a fever that keeps coming back tonight. Even I am a little helpless."

Shangguan Wanjun looked around and felt that something was strange in the hall. Suddenly, her red lips opened slightly.

"If you want your grandson to be safe, stop torturing him."

Lianhua, Ouhe, Muxiang, Liuli and others felt a little creepy when they heard it. It was really strange why the emperor was talking to himself.

Liu Cheng suddenly didn't feel cold anymore, as if this happened after his master finished speaking.

Liu Cheng, who suddenly didn't believe in ghosts and gods, felt a chill under his feet: Could it be that the emperor's words just now had an effect?

When Quan Dajun's high fever completely subsided, Liu Cheng felt that everything was too unreal, but he had to admit that it was really happening before his eyes.

After his high fever subsided, Quan Dajun-Quan Ran slept until dawn. Fortunately, Shangguan Wanjun did not attend the morning court today, otherwise she would have been tortured to death by Quan Dajun-Quan Ran who suddenly fell ill.

When she woke up lying on the edge of the bed, she found that her hands were tightly held by the man. She frowned for a moment.