Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

He nodded quickly.

The Emperor naturally wouldn't refuse. The Fourth Prince had been back in the palace for several days, but they had never been this intimate before.

It seems... Han Qingyou's arrival really is a good turning point.

Han Qingyou slept in the innermost part, the Fourth Prince slept in the middle, and the Emperor slept in the outer part.

The huge bed felt so cozy because of these three people.

Beneath the auspicious dragon and phoenix quilt are scattered peanuts, lotus seeds, and red dates. This auspicious symbolism is not only found in the homes of ordinary people, but also in the royal family.

The sky was still overcast when a palace attendant brought in water and the emperor's robe to attend the morning court session.

Qingyou woke up, sat to one side, propped her chin up, and admired the beautiful scene of the handsome man changing clothes.

The Emperor's poison has probably been neutralized; his skin is now glowing with a healthy sheen.

"You should sleep a little longer."

As the emperor was leaving, he was still speaking in a low voice.

Qingyou shook her head; she had no time to sleep anymore. The booklet said that members of the imperial family in the capital had come to the palace to pay their respects today.

Even the clear water needs to be cleaned up in advance!

She was even somewhat looking forward to meeting Princess Zhaoyang.

Han Qingyou smiled and gently got up, but before she could even stand on the ground, Si Lang opened his eyes.

"Shiro, you're awake!?"

Han Qingyou looked at Silang, who was staring at her with wide eyes, and felt a wave of tenderness wash over her.

Right then and there, she kissed Shiro on the forehead.

Silang's face flushed red instantly. "Aunt... are you married to my father now?"

Hearing Silang ask cautiously, Han Qingyou looked at him and reached out to pull him into her arms.

"Yes!"

Han Qingyou replied.

"So... can I call you Mother Empress from now on?"

Silang asked, his eyes filled with hope.

"of course can!"

Han Qingyou reached out and stroked Silang's head before pulling him along to wash up.

After having breakfast together, Shiro went to his study to study.

Qingyou then went to the main hall where the Empress met with the noblewomen. Before the wedding, the Fengyi Palace had been renovated, so it looked particularly new.

"The Queen is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

"Get up."

Qingyou spotted Princess Zhaoyang at a glance. Standing among the noblewomen, she stood out, dressed in a bright red gown embroidered with large, beautiful peony flowers, exuding unparalleled nobility.

The crowd exchanged some trivial remarks, which Qingyou listened to with a smile. Princess Zhaoyang couldn't help but look at Qingyou, feeling that Qingyou was somewhat different from before.

Because you have always admired Shen Yu, you also pay close attention to Han Qingyou.

She had only met Han Qingyou a few times, and learned most of what she knew from Shen Yu.

Therefore, after the event, Princess Zhaoyang stayed behind to talk to Qingyou.

"Han Qingyou, do you know that some people, even when dressed in the Empress's court robes, don't look like an Empress..."

Princess Zhaoyang was already annoyed by Han Qingyou's appearance from below, and now that she saw her high above, she felt even more disgusted.

"Jianjia, go and investigate how someone should be punished for speaking disrespectfully to me!"

Without even checking, Jianjia blurted out, "Fifty slaps!"

"Slap yourself? You dare... Han Qingyou, who do you think you are? Do you think the Emperor really wants to marry you? If it weren't for the Han family behind you, you..."