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After weeks of staring at Xie Hu's marriage, he finally regained his mental balance.In her opinion, the position of Marquis Wei of Xuancheng is neither high nor important, and even Xie Hu's father's old general is just a person who has knowledge and knowledge, and is not a good husband's family.After the dust of Xie Hou's marriage was settled, Zhou Hou turned her attention back to her daughter with satisfaction.

Xie Hu's marriage can be said to be a matter of joy and sorrow for several families, except for the person concerned who has an indifferent attitude of onlookers.Zhao Yu's opinion is different from her mother's. She thinks that the marriage that her father chose for Xie Hou is the one that really puts all his thought into it and truly considers her happiness.Thinking of this, Zhao Yu couldn't help feeling a bit desolate; she didn't dare to delve into why her father cared so much about Xie's children, but she couldn't help being curious.

Looking at Zhao Sui again, he sighed and sighed all day long, and didn't think about eating or drinking.Compared with his sweetheart marrying another man, Zhao Sui cared more about the fact that his father and uncle didn't like him.Chengming was busy preparing for the marriage of Yu'er, and had no time to comfort him, so Zhao Sui's first heartbeat in his life ended dismal in his own world.

The weather is getting hotter. Although Xie Qing doesn't like to go out since the last incident, but with Yu Changqing always by his side, he has always maintained a good mood.It's just that he is getting thinner and thinner now, and his waist is so thin that he can't hold it. He often sees Zhao Yanzhi's eyes burning with hunger and thirst, but he has no courage to go one step further.

Yes, the days when the fat is on the lips but can only be thought of in the heart, the poor emperor has passed a whole year.

Zhao Yanzhi often holds Xie Qing's white hair and worries quietly. Although Xie Qing's hair is still gray, Zhao Yanzhi always finds it dazzling: it is a powerless past that he can never erase.

Ever since Wei Zhi mentioned Xie Qing's early years of leading the army to fight, Zhao Yanzhi has never felt comfortable.That was the past that he had never personally visited, so he would never know how Xie Qing was so heroic with the seven-foot sword, and he would never be able to understand the boundless loneliness that he is immersed in the darkness alone.

Xie Qing's use of troops coincided with his extraordinary victory, presumably it made the onlookers tremble with fear; the battlefield is extremely dangerous, the court is treacherous and the situation is changing, but it is just suitable for him to turn the clouds and rains.It's just that the current him, imprisoned in a place of size, has nowhere to complain about his lofty ambitions, so is he still him?

Born to be the son of heaven to chase recklessness, and died to make yellow intestines for the country, a man is full of blood, and now I can only think about it.

The only thing that comforts him is that Xie Qing's leg problems have seldom occurred recently, which strengthens his determination to keep warm rather than die of heat.On a May day, there were still a few charcoal braziers here and there in Chengde Hall.Zhao Yanzhi was so hot that his clothes were soaked in sweat every day, and the people around him dared not speak out.

Xie Qing felt fine.Probably because he is too thin, now he is more and more afraid of the cold; he can actually bear the charcoal brazier in Mayday.

As for Zhao Yanzhi being told by Miracle Doctor Ji dumbfoundedly that "too much is too late", that is something for later.

So as soon as Zhou Hou entered the emperor's bedroom, he almost fainted from the heat.

She has already started to put ice cubes in her own hall, and she has experienced a real double sky of ice and fire when she came to Zhao Yanzhi's place this time.While wiping his sweat, Zhou Hou listened to the eunuch Ling Wang Chun who was wiping even more sweat: "...the servant said that he won't be here. Look, the servant didn't lie to you, did he?"

Now that Zhou Hou is older, she is much more stable than when she was young.Although she didn't go to see Zhao Yanzhi last time after listening to her daughter's words, she also remembered her daughter's saying "to see my father later".After several months in a row, she finally couldn't hold back any longer. She picked the hottest time and brought home the heat-relieving soup she made to see her husband.

As for why she chooses the hottest time, it is naturally because she only cooks that kind of soup.

She still remembers the experience of forcibly breaking into the Chengde Hall when Empress Xie was alive, so she never did such a stupid thing again.But the emperor's bedroom will not meet foreign officials, she is very sure.But before she entered the door, Wang Chun hurriedly stopped her, saying that the emperor was not in the bedroom; he didn't even say a polite word to invite her in, and directly invited her back.

Zhou Hou was angry with Lao Gao, she waved away Wang Chun's hand blocking her, and went straight in.

There is not even a waiter in the hall, so the sound of the hall door opening is particularly ear-piercing.Wang Chun silently shed tears in his heart.

Zhou Hou gradually got used to the temperature in the hall, and then he had the energy to complain to Wang Chun: "What's the day, and the charcoal brazier is still not removed? I remember that I am most afraid of heat. How do you serve me?"

Naturally, Wang Chun couldn't tell her that it was because someone was afraid of the cold, so he had to take the blame and repeatedly claimed that it was true.Now he just hopes that he won't wake up the one who fell asleep inside after a week.

Wang Chun let Mrs. Zhou sit down in the side hall, and then went to serve her tea in person.While pouring the tea, he quickly sent a servant to report to Zhao Yanzhi; he didn't want to interfere in the affairs between husband and wife.

I didn't expect that in just a short while, it would disappear after a week.

Zhou Hou is a model of Guangchang's age and lack of brains. When she sat there, she somehow felt that Zhao Yanzhi was hiding from her and did not want to see her.The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and the more I thought about it, the more certain I felt, so Zhou Hou got up and went to the inner room.

Pushing open the door of the inner room, Zhou Hou froze.A white-haired man with his back facing her was lying on Zhao Yanzhi's couch, his thin shoulders exposed, and he was in a deep sleep.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Zhou Hou immediately remembered that this was her husband's bedroom, how could there be anyone else?Then she snapped: "Bold! Who are you?"

Xie Qing's sleep was very light, in fact, he woke up as soon as Zhou Hou entered the door.He thought it was Zhao Yanzhi who had come back, so he did not move, but what he heard was a woman's voice, and his surprise was no small matter.

Xie Qing was about to wake up, turned over and sat up, frowning, his white hair scattered all over his body.It's really hard to see people without wearing a crown; it's really hard to go to the ground with flimsy clothes.So Xie Qing just sat up, wrapped in the quilt and didn't move.

Weeks later it got even hotter.She yelled angrily: "Ruelous!"

Xie Qing really wanted to tell her that it would be rude to run into someone's house and see other men disheveled and not back away, but he has always been unwilling to have more contact with Zhao Yanzhi's wives and concubines, so he didn't say anything.

When Wang Chun arrived sweating profusely, what he saw was a tense Queen Zhou and a drowsy Xie Qing.He hurriedly forced a smile to Zhou Hou: "Why did Zhonggong come here, so that the servants can find it easily. Zhonggong, the servants have already sent people to invite them, and they must be back soon."

Weeks later no movement.She pointed at Xie Qing displeasedly and asked Wang Chun, "Who is he?"

Wang Chun quickly glanced at Xie Qingna, and said, "This is Mr. Liuyun, I met him in the middle palace. He has been here for many years."

Liu Yun, Zhou Hou seems to have a little impression.Many years ago, she remembered that Zhao Yan only brought three male pets back to the palace, and they were barely favored for a while; but then gradually there was no news.She thought those people were gone long ago, but when she saw them suddenly today, she didn't react for a while.

"Liuyun?" Seeing that Zhou Hou seemed suspicious, Wang Chun hurriedly smiled and said, "Isn't it, you can't remember? Hey, it's not a big deal."

Zhou Hou thought to herself that it was not a big deal that everyone slept on the emperor's couch, but she felt in a daze that Zhao Yan never allowed anyone to sleep on this couch, and even she hadn't slept in it yet.

Thinking of this Zhou Hou became angry, and said to Wang Chun, "This Liuyun has been in Ye Ting for a long time, why is he still so impolite? Does he look the same when he sees him?!"

Wang Chun said yes silently in his heart, and glanced at Xie Qing.He winked at Xie Qing desperately, signaling him to come down quickly and give a salute to Zhou Hou to send her away, but Xie Qing returned him a helpless look.

Wang Chun sighed, and forced a smile to Zhou Hou: "Zhonggong, this, you have to let Mr. Liuyun tidy up his appearance, otherwise you are being rude? Don't bother with him, let's wait, servant tea It's all cooked."

After thinking about it for a week, people really don't dress neatly when they sleep, and this reason calmed her down a little.She hummed, turned and left.

Wang Chun hurriedly begged Xie Qing in a low voice: "My lord, tidy up a little bit, I will go say hello to Zhonggong later, and get rid of her quickly, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Qing stared at his big confused eyes, and innocently said to him: "Spring order, cleanse you."

Wang Chun: ...

Without Xie Qing, Wang Chun had no choice but to count on Zhao Yanzhi to come back quickly.He waited on Zhou Hou in the side hall, sweating all over his head. He first moved all the charcoal braziers out, and then bit the bullet and moved a few things according to her instructions.Unexpectedly, this was not enough, after a while after the week, he asked Wang Chun, "Why is that Liuyun so slow?"

Wang Chun wanted to cry but had no choice but to go back and beg Xie Qing.

Xie Qing is not sleepy, it is true that he does not want to see any queen or wife.But he couldn't help the pleading of the old man who had watched him grow up, so he sighed and let the waiter wash him up.

When Xie Qing slowly arrived at the side hall, Zhou Hou was already impatient.Seeing Xie Qing's salute to him with reluctance, she couldn't help but sneered.Zhou Hou thought to herself that she has stayed in this deep palace for more than 20 years, and today she finally met someone who is so proud of her. It seems that the emperor treats him really unusually.

Thinking of this, even if the other party is a man, Zhou Hou will also become jealous.So what if he is favored, if he can't bear children, he is also helpless, Zhao Yanzhi doesn't know who he is pretending to be, and how long can he pamper someone?

Zhou Hou drank the last drop of tea in the cup, pouted at Xie Qing, and said, "Continue for me."

Both Xie Qing and Wang Chun looked at her in astonishment.

It was Wang Chun who came to his senses first, hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the pot, and said with a smile, "It's my servant who was negligent."

But Zhou Hou refused: "Chun Ling, I don't need you to do everything for me. Why, I am the mistress of Guangming Palace, so I don't need a male favourite?"

Wang Chun's hand was frozen in place; Xie Qing didn't care, he wanted to take the pot in Wang Chun's hand when he came up.

But if he dared to take it, Wang Chun had to dare to give it to him; as for Mr. Xie, who was so outrageous that he never touched Yang Chunshui, if the boiling water splashed all over Zhonggong later, it would not be said that he did it on purpose.

The two were in a stalemate, when a majestic and exasperated voice came from the door: "What do you want to do!"