My heart hurts when I mention the abolition

Sitting up, fisting his palms into meatballs, rubbing his eyes, putting them down, revealing a pair of dazed, silly big hazy eyes, the corners of which seemed to still have water in them.

The emperor's thoughts moved, and he couldn't help stretching out a finger to poke her soft, smooth, white and soft cheeks with two red marks on her face.

Chen Yizhen hadn't woken up yet, being poked by the emperor like this, his first reaction was not to be angry, but to raise his eyes, and continued to stare at him blankly.

This cute and cute little expression made the emperor feel more and more affectionate.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, took her into his arms, and coaxed her like a baby: "Hey, wake up."

Chen Yizhen let out a sigh of relief, and finally woke up completely.

She straightened her messy sideburns and smoothed the slightly wrinkled skirt. Then, she pulled out of the emperor's embrace, put on her shoes, stood upright, and saluted him firmly. gone."

The emperor lowered his eyebrows, saw a crooked hair on the top of her head, couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of his mouth, simply bent down with his big palm, pressed down on her head, and smoothed the little curl.

"Look at you, you're sleeping on your back, you don't even know your hair is up."

When Chen Yizhen heard the words, he reached out to touch her head, the emperor hurriedly held her down, and said: "Don't move around, I finally calmed you down."

Chen Yizhen chuckled, put his hands on his knees again, and bowed to him politely and mischievously, "My concubine thanked the emperor for his kindness."

The emperor looked at her helplessly, shook his head and laughed.

After saluting twice in a row, she was exhausted, so she simply fell back on the reclining chair behind her, patted the side, and warmly invited him to sit down, "Your Majesty, sit down and rest."

He called out to Shuang Shu loudly, "Take out the chrysanthemums that have been sun-dried in the palace for the past two days, and make two cups of new tea for the emperor."

The emperor sat down, with his legs close together, next to her soft thighs, and raised his eyebrows to look at her, "It seems that your life is really leisurely, and you still have time to pick and dry chrysanthemums."

Chen Yizhen paused, for a moment, smiled embarrassingly, tugged at the corner of his sleeve in a fawning manner, and said pitifully: "Your Majesty, my concubine is pitiful, my concubine is so pitiful. These days, I have been working in the palace and forgetting to eat and sleep. It's easy to sneak out for a walk, but you can only go to the nearest small garden, and the only things that can be praised in the small garden are these golden chrysanthemums that are about to fail."

"So why don't you pick some by the way and make autumn tea in the sun?" The emperor raised his eyebrows.

"Mmm." Chen Yizhen looked pitiful.

The emperor sighed, "My beloved concubine is really..." The voice was prolonged, abruptly, and the voice changed, "No, I remember that you specially summoned a nanny to help you with palace affairs. I have heard it many times, you Leaving all those palace affairs behind Madam Zheng and Madam Wu, but eating delicious food and drinking spicy food all day long, being at ease."

Chen Yizhen is talking nonsense, who is talking too much, spreading small news all day long.

Immediately, she didn't know what to think, she stared angrily, clapped her little hand, "Crack!"

"Excessive! The concubine is so conscientious, but there are still people with ulterior motives who come to separate the concubine and your relationship. It is a crime worthy of death and an unforgivable crime!"

The emperor was silent, for a while, he lowered his head, glanced at his thigh, a white fist was still sharpening his knife, restless.

He was silent for a long time, then lifted his lips and said: "Queen, I know you are sad and angry, but it's really not worth worrying about such a trivial matter."

Chen Yizhen quickly withdrew his hand, a pair of bright eyes on his face curved into a crescent shape, "Thank you for your compassion, my concubine should follow orders."

The emperor shook his head helplessly.

After dinner, the two put on their cloaks and went for a walk outside.

The emperor held her hand. The man's hand was wide, dry, and warm. Chen Yizhen's little hand was tightly wrapped by him, so that no wind could escape. The warm breath slipped through her little hand into the limbs of her body. , internal organs, she felt her whole body warmed up, and it also made her feel that the other hand that was not held was getting colder.

She shrank back, turned sideways, and stuffed her other hand under his cloak.

Her face rubbed against the fur of her collar, she wrinkled her nose, and said truthfully: "Your Majesty, I feel that this one on you is warmer than this one."

The emperor lowered his head, seeing her reddened nose, he couldn't help but smile.

He simply lifted the cloak, stretched his arms, embraced her whole body, lowered his head, and exhaled warm breath on top of her head, "How? Is it still cold now?"

Chen Yizhen blinked, felt it quite seriously, and smiled, "It's not cold anymore, it's really the emperor's cloak that is warm."

The emperor sneered, and turned to tell Rong Sheng, "The empress said, this cloak of mine is warm, Rong Sheng, remember to find the same material from my storeroom, and the Mingzhen Bureau will make eight out of ten pieces."

Rong Sheng laughed, "Hey, the slave can save it."

Following two steps, the cold wind whizzed into the man's neck, Rong Sheng couldn't help stomping his feet and rubbing his hands, seeing the two people who were connected at the front, he couldn't help pursing his lips and smiling.

"According to the slave, it's not the cloak that's warm, it's the body that is exuberant with the sun. If the empress really feels cold, if you don't spend more time with the emperor, the emperor will be spirited, and the empress will naturally not feel cold."

Chen Yizhen was stunned for a while, his face flushed suddenly, he turned his head, "spit", and cursed: "What a slave, you dare to make fun of the master, I think you are itchy."

Seeing the happy and comfortable expression of the emperor from the corner of his eyes, how could Rong Sheng not understand that the emperor was not angry at all with his words, and even enjoyed it a little bit.

Therefore, facing the queen's threat, he didn't take it seriously at all.

However, you can't be too blatant, otherwise, if the empress wants to punish him, the emperor won't worry about him at all, and even in order to appease the empress, maybe he will take the initiative to order someone to drag him down. Put on dozens of big boards.

After thinking about it, he immediately bowed his waist, half fearful and half obedient: "The servant is guilty, empress, please don't be angry, this servant will step back and disappear in front of you immediately."

After finishing speaking, he turned around in a hurry, and ran to the back, about ten steps away from the last little eunuch.

Chen Yizhen couldn't laugh or cry, glared at the emperor who had been silent all this time, "Your majesty, your slave is really 'smart'!"

The emperor raised his eyebrows and didn't take it seriously, "Are you unhappy? I'm going to punish him for talking too much."

Chen Yizhen hurriedly stopped him from raising his finger as he was about to speak, and said helplessly: "When did the concubine tell you to punish him, now he consciously hides behind, and the concubine is out of sight and out of mind, so forget it."

The emperor's eyes softened, and he silently held her tighter, "You are just too pure and kind."

It's nothing more than a slave, if she doesn't like him overstepping, she can just order someone to drag it down, but she seems to be afraid that he will punish him, so she tries to change the subject.

If Chen Yizhen heard what was in his heart, she would really roll her eyes, it was just a simple joke, not to mention that she came from modern times, and she was not used to beheading with a board at every turn, even if she was a pure ancient person, she didn't because of this. It's reasonable to hit someone for a trivial matter, not to mention that that person is also the chief steward of the imperial court, one of the most caring people of the emperor.

Later, the cold wind howled and the temperature became lower and lower. The emperor touched her cold little hand and finally said: "Go back."

Chen Yizhen had almost left, and immediately nodded in agreement.

When I came to the gate of Zhongcui Palace again, the emperor didn't go in, but just adjusted her hair and clothes, and said, "Go in, I'm going back."

Madam Zheng who came out to greet her hurriedly gave her a wink.

Chen Yizhen was silent for a long time, then smiled lightly and nodded, "The concubine will not be sent to the emperor."

The emperor nodded, let go, turned around, and left.

The bright yellow lights flickered, flickered on and off, and gradually faded away.

Madam Zheng let out a long sigh and didn't want to say anything anymore.

Chen Yizhen also has nothing to say, is she still against the emperor now?That's definitely not the case, and there is even a little sympathy, but if it is logical to ask him to stay overnight, it seems that he has not reached that level.

The emperor has a broad heart, she is grateful to him for his forgiveness to her and the Chen family, and therefore is willing to assist him in all aspects, resolutely not to hold back.

But emotional matters, such as drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or not, if it is too hot, if it is too cold, if it is too cold, she would rather wait more if it is not at the right time.

Unknowingly, a few months passed in a blink of an eye, the cold autumn went away, and the severe winter came.

When the first snow fell in winter, Chen Yizhen was writing a letter to his family.

Greetings about the health of grandma, uncles, aunts and parents, caring about the academic situation of cousins ​​and younger brothers, and asking whether the family has enough money, how are the Shuangshu and Shuanglu families, how are the old butler's legs and feet in winter? It's still so painful... There are all kinds of things, fragments, and three sheets are filled without knowing it.

After finishing the last point, she put down the pen, picked up the paper full of ink, looked at the earnest concern and longing above, and unconsciously let out a long sigh.

She misses them.

But now is not the time, the soonest, maybe in the spring of next year, when my younger brother is gone, maybe the emperor will turn a blind eye to her Xuan family's audience.

Thinking of this, she took another deep breath. This is also the reason why she has been unable to treat him completely sincerely. In modern times, she saw that her family members were so trembling, and she was afraid that he would be unsatisfactory in the slightest. To him, it's not her in-laws, but a sinner, or a sinner who he can easily crush to death, but the sinner in his heart is her most precious family member.

But when she thought about what her family had done to him, her heart sank, and she felt that his attitude at this time was justified.

Putting it in modern times, that is to occupy the family business. If you fail, you will be kicked out by the reasonable and legal heirs, turn around, but ask the heirs to be lenient to those people, and even walk around as normal relatives. It is impossible to think about it.

According to the ancient criminal law, let alone walking around normally, saving the lives of their whole family is an excuse.

Chen Yizhen put down the paper and looked out the window, dazed.

"Niang Niang." Shuang Lu lifted the curtain and walked in.

"It's snowing outside!" She danced with joy, her bright eyes filled with joy.

Chen Yizhen was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, he understood, stood up, and asked her in surprise, "Is it snowing?"

"Yes, although it is not big, it is indeed snowing!"

Chen Yizhen walked out with some joy. She likes rainy and snowy days the most. It may be rare, so she is very happy.

Open the curtain, go out, look up, as expected, it is snowing outside, the small snowflakes are not as big as the cover of a small fingernail, but they are densely falling, which is also a special scene.

She couldn't help but wanted to go out and feel the temperature of the snowflakes for herself. Madam Zheng hurriedly grabbed her and persuaded her, "Madam, what do you want to do? Don't forget, you have been in poor health, but you can't stand the cold."

Chen Yizhen said awkwardly, "It's a little snowy right now, so it's okay."

Mother Zheng refused, "It does matter, you forgot that you have been in bed with the emperor for nearly two years, but you have never been pregnant."

Speaking of this, Chen Yizhen became even more embarrassing. She didn't consummate the marriage with the emperor, so how could she have children.

But Madam Zheng and her family didn't know about these things. For about half a year, she didn't write any letters, but the family was in a hurry. Famous doctors from all over the country were sent to the palace one after another. However, everyone said that she was in poor health. Great, no big problem, just a little bit of cold, warm it up and it will be fine. Therefore, Madam Zheng and others take care of her very strictly. Foods that are cold on weekdays, such as crabs, should not be eaten too much. On windy and rainy days, the fluffy and bulky clothes are put on hard.

But she couldn't argue with Madam Zheng, so she nodded helplessly and said, "I see, Mama, don't worry, I won't go out, so I'll just sit under the eaves and watch."

Madam Zheng was relieved, fearing that there might be a gap in her heart, she explained earnestly, "Madam, it's not that this old slave is troublesome, it's just that you are in poor health. To put it mildly, it is also related to your status in the harem and the treatment of the masters and wives outside the palace."

These words can be regarded as heart-to-heart, except for the nanny who grew up with you, who would say such thankless words.

Chen Yizhen is not a person who doesn't know how to be nice, she has a warm heart and a smile on her face, "Nurse, I understand."

Madam Zheng withdrew in satisfaction.

Chen Yizhen sat under the eaves and admired the snow for a while, and then planned to go back to the house. After all, he couldn't participate in it himself, so he lost a lot of fun.

"See empress." A voice suddenly came from behind.

She turned around and saw a little eunuch standing under the eaves carrying a basket of things, with a round face and a festive and lovable smile.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of doubts. Shuang Lu hurriedly stepped forward and introduced to her, "Your Majesty, this is Xiao Yuanzi, who is in charge of running errands in our palace."

"Small, Mariko?"

Chen Yizhen weighed every word in his mouth, seeing his round face like a perfectly round jade plate, he couldn't help but smile, the name really matched him.

She just recounted it casually, but the little eunuch named Xiaoyuanzi had round eyes and was so happy that the empress called him by his name.

This little eunuch was the one who was embarrassed by accepting bribes from the Yinshou Supervisor, the Divisional Supervisor and the Needlework Bureau some time ago, but Mr. Pei's words made him calm down a lot, and later he was flattered by those things There are several eunuchs who are higher in rank than him, his position in Zhongcui Palace has been stabilized all of a sudden, and he doesn't have to worry day and night that he will be replaced by the supervisor. Therefore, he is very grateful to his mother, because of her, he is today, able After walking out, the smiles on other people's faces will be bigger and more sincere when they hear that he is from Zhongcui Palace.

"What's in your hand?" Chen Yizhen was curious.

Xiao Yuanzi's smile widened, Hong Youyou's face became even more flushed, and she bent down respectfully, and replied, "Master, this is the silver charcoal that the servant brought from the supervisor."

It's getting cold, and the Zhongcui Palace is also lit with silver charcoal. Originally, according to Chen Yizhen's reasoning, she should be very sad this winter. First of all, Zhongcui Palace is not a warm place. In addition to her de facto deposed queen, it's no wonder that the Siwu Supervisor gang didn't slaughter her severely.

But who would have expected that the world is impermanent, but in just a few months, she has changed from a doomed person to the hottest favorite in the harem today.

Chen Yizhen shook his head, sighed wistfully, and didn't have the mind to ask any more questions, so he waved his hand and asked him to leave with the silver charcoal.

Shuangshu came over and put her on a cloak, the fabric was soft, and after the emperor left that day, he ordered Rongsheng to make it overnight, as the emperor said, ten pieces were sent to Zhongcui Palace at once.

She tightened her grip, her face touched the fur of the collar, but she found that she couldn't reach the warmth of that night no matter what.

Seeing the cloak, she thought of the person who gave the cloak, she seemed to be talking to herself, "Snowflakes suddenly fell, the emperor must still be dealing with government affairs in the Qinzheng Palace, in such a cold day, I don't know if Rong Sheng remembered to add charcoal to the emperor .”

Shuangshu pursed her lips and smiled, and suggested: "Why don't you go over there in person, just as the soup is ready on the fire, you can bring it over and share it with the emperor."

Chen Yizhen coughed and turned sideways, as if reluctantly agreeing to her proposal.

"Well, the emperor is busy with government affairs, so I don't want to disturb you rashly... But the body of the dragon is the most important thing. If the emperor catches a cold or falls ill, it will only cause the ancestors to worry."

Shuangshu smiled, and echoed her thoughts calmly, "It's exactly this reason, the empress is always worried if she doesn't go there in person."

She turned her eyes and looked at Shuanglu, clearly seeing the distress and relief in each other's eyes.

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