marry queen

It was snowing heavily that day, and the snow fell thickly on the trees outside, and after a while, one or two pieces of snow fell on the ground. Fu Yu and Shen Zhiqiu were sitting in the living room, the pot in front of them was bubbling with steam. Looking at it all felt warm, Shen Xiang and Gingko were serving vegetables beside him, Shen Zhiqiu ate to his heart's content, looking at the heavy snow still fluttering outside, raised his wine glass to respect Fu Yi, "Green ant new fermented wine, red clay small stove, this is life Greatest pleasure."

Fu Yi personally picked up a seashell with chopsticks for him, watching his gluttonous feet through the scalding heat, and couldn't help being happy, "I've been annoyed for a few days, and finally I can sit down and have a good meal."

As they spoke, the two filled another glass, the rice wine Shen Zhiqiu prepared was very low in alcohol content, the two of them drank more than one pot, and they were full.The snow hadn't stopped outside, and there was nowhere to go for entertainment. Fu Yi didn't plan to go back in the snow, so he asked Shen Zhiqiu to prepare paper and ink, and said that he wanted to paint. Prepared paper and ink, and asked Chen Xiang and others to retreat. Seeing this, Fu Yu gave him a wicked smile, "You drove them all out, who will grind the ink for me?"

Shen Zhiqiu glanced at him, stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, picked up Fang Mo, and said helplessly, "How about I help the emperor grind?"

Fu Yi held the pen in one hand, stretched out his other hand to wrap his arms around his waist, and brought him to him, and said with a low laugh, "It's the best."

Shen Zhiqiu was used to Fu Yu's occasional indecency, but fortunately there was no one else in the room at this time, so he didn't feel embarrassed, waved off Fu Yu's hand on his waist, and concentrated on grinding the ink.Fu Wei didn't tease him any more, and after spreading out the drawing paper, he splashed ink and put on a full posture.Shen Zhiqiu watched silently. Fu Lie, who became serious, had an aura of calmness and prestige. His facial features were handsome and his face was well-defined. At this time, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he was concentrating on painting. People can't move their eyes.

After finishing a part of the painting, Fu Yi noticed the burning gaze, looked up at Shen Zhiqiu, and gave him a ambiguous smile. Shen Zhiqiu felt that he was losing his composure, and avoided his gaze very embarrassedly, and went to look at his painting.Today, Fu Wei did not draw any pictures of spring sleep and winter sleep, but painted a pair of white snow and red plums. A few simple strokes outline the arrogance of the red plums Lingxue blooming alone. In all fairness, Fu Wei's paintings are actually Very good, even if Shen Zhiqiu didn't know much about painting, he could still see some charm.

After exchanging glances with Shen Zhiqiu, Fu Yi and Shen Zhiqiu finished the painting in one go, then opened the pouch hanging on his waist, took out a small seal from it, and stamped it on the left blank space of the painting. Ye Jushi".Shen Zhiqiu was stunned, it was unbelievable that he carried this seal with him, and he was a little speechless at the moment: "You really are..."

"What is it really?" Fu Yi turned his head to ask him.

Shen Zhiqiu couldn't think of a good adjective, so he could only scold him in his heart. Fu Yi pointed to the blank space on the left seal and said: "There is a poem missing here, Yunyu will make it up later."

"There's no reason to make up the poem after it's signed, I won't write it." Shen Zhiqiu rolled his eyes at him.

"You will always write." Fu Yi said with a smile.

When the two were talking, Jin Fu called out to the emperor outside the door, meaning that he had something to report, and Fu Yulang said, "Come in and answer."

Jin Fu bowed in, saw Fu Yi and Shen Zhiqiu, and said: "Go back to Your Majesty, Mr. Yunyu, the Lin family of the Leng Palace."

Shen Zhiqiu's heart sank, and he asked, "When did you go?"

"Not long after I went there, I said that I was full of grief and indignation, I was in a hurry, and I was cold, and I never survived this heavy snow." Jin Fu replied.

A trace of sadness flashed across Fu Yi's face, and it was fleeting. He said silently: "I see, although she is guilty, she has served me for so many years, and the funeral should follow the rules for selecting servants."

Jin Fu took the order to retreat, and Shen Zhiqiu continued to grind for Fu Yi, but the movements of his hands slowed down. Fu Yi's expression when he heard the news of Lin's death stabbed Shen Zhiqiu deeply. After getting along for a long time, Shen Zhiqiu was used to his tolerance, grace and affection for him, and gradually refuted this statement in his heart. Now it seems that the emperor is really ruthless.

Just now, the mood of laughing and quarreling with Fu Yi also faded because of the news of Lin's death. Lin's death was wronged. Liu Guiren probably didn't want her to live from the beginning of the attack, but what Liu Guiren did was just Shen Zhiqiu's inference , he can't tell Fu Wei without evidence.

It was late at night, Shen Zhiqiu and Fu Yi went to bed together to rest after bathing and changing clothes, Fu Yi embraced him, and it was rare that he didn't think badly, he played with the ends of Shen Zhiqiu's hair, and asked: "Do you think I treat Lin too much?" Have you been too fickle?"

Shen Zhiqiu's body froze, unexpectedly, Fu Yi could see through what was in his mind, he didn't speak for a while, Fu Yi said again: "Since Jin Fu replied, your mood has been wrong, you must be thinking about these things."

Shen Zhiqiu couldn't refute, moved slightly, moved himself an inch into Fu Yi's arms, and said blankly: "She used to be so high and high, but now she died like this, I always feel embarrassed."

Shen Zhiqiu said it implicitly, and did not mean to blame Fu Yu, but Fu Yu said: "Yunyu, I have always been a fickle person, you have to know that."

Shen Zhiqiu naturally knew that Fu Yu was born in the emperor's family, and he had to go through hardships. It was impossible to cultivate a gentle and affectionate temperament. Thinness is the symbol of emperors in the world, but he was still a little sad to hear him say so.Fu Yi stretched out his arms to hug him tightly, opened his eyes in the dark, and said, "I just married the main concubine and the side concubine that year, and because neither of them was a satisfactory candidate for the mother, the mother thought of a way to give it to me. Li Zaina had a side concubine. At that time, my father was going to visit Jeju privately. In order to avoid this incident, I asked to go with him. The emperor couldn't help boasting a few words, and I asked my father to marry her as a side concubine that night. This is the person my father praised, and my mother had no reason to refute. The concubine has two side concubines and two concubines, more than the other princes. My father asked me not to miss the concubine, but to cherish my body and assist the government for him. .”

Shen Zhiqiu listened, and couldn't help but think that Lin Shi, like him, wanted to come here as a shield, but Lin Shi really loved Fu Yu, and thought that Fu Yu married her because he liked her, but in the end it came to nothing. Thinking of this, Shen Zhiqiu suddenly Feeling excited all over, why don't I feel that there is true love between him and Fu Yu?

Feeling Shen Zhiqiu's slightly trembling body, Fu Wei held his hand on his chest, leaned into his ear and said, "I used to dote on each of them, as long as they don't do too much, I never Not to punish them, I thought it should be enough, but after meeting you, I found that it is far from enough, I want to give you more than pets, I can't tell you what it is, but you are in my heart , is different from them, I may be ruthless to her, but not to you."

"Is this the emperor's love?" Shen Zhiqiu asked with eyes closed, but without waiting for Fu Yi's answer, he said slowly, "I suddenly feel very heavy."

"I said before, if you regret it, I can send you out of the palace at any time." Fu Yi said.

He held Shen Zhiqiu's hand with no force, the feet in the room were burning with charcoal, his palms were slightly sweaty, and the body holding Shen Zhiqiu was also thick and warm, with Shen Zhiqiu's back pressed against his chest, he could feel Fu Yu's strong heartbeat .Fu Yi had mentioned this topic once before. At that time, Fu Yi said that the palace was a quagmire. If Shen Zhiqiu regretted it, he could go out at any time. Shen Zhiqiu chose to follow his heart, and he said he would walk through the quagmire with him.Looking at it now, what we have to walk through is not only the quagmire-like imperial palace, but also an uncertain imperial heart.

Shen Zhiqiu blinked in the dark night, covering up the unreasonable fear and worry in his heart, turned over and buried his head in Fu Yu's neck, and did not speak. The familiar smell on Fu Yu made him unable to let go, and he chose to follow himself again. No matter whether Fu Wei is cold by nature or not, at least at this moment his heart is hot.

Fu Yi planted a soft kiss on Shen Zhiqiu's hair, pulled the quilt over the two of them, patted his back, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

On the second day, Fu Yu passed on the decree, the queen was unwell, and Prince Yunyu was temporarily acting as the harem affairs agent.The first thing that Shen Zhiqiu represented was Lin's funeral. Fu Yi said that it would be done according to the rules for selecting servants, but Shen Zhiqiu still gave her some selfish rules. He didn't see Lin's face for the last time. I learned that Lin's name is Lin Qianxi, such a gentle name, it would be great if she didn't step into the inner courtyard of the deep palace.

After getting everything in order, Shen Zhiqiu walked slowly from the palace alley to Ganquan Palace. The eunuch behind him followed him with empty steps, but Shen Zhiqiu didn't plan to sit down. He had been in the palace for more than a year, and he had never walked properly. Walking through every palace lane in the palace, it is rare for Ginkgo to follow beside her without talking too much. After staying in the palace for a long time, even Ginkgo has tempered her temper.

Shen Zhiqiu thought of something, turned his head and asked Ginkgo, "Did you see Caiwei when you went to the Clothes Bureau last time?"

Gingko hurriedly said: "I see, do you want to ask her to ask questions?"

"No need." Shen Zhiqiu expected that Caiwei would disappear after staying in the Huanyi Bureau for a long time, or leave the palace or be silenced, these are not his concerns, he has nothing to ask about a person who betrayed his master , and there will be no compassion.

Passing through the palace alley next to the Xuanming Hall, Shen Zhiqiu met a person at the corner. She was wearing lotus root white clothes, an azure cloak, and a flying bun. The immature face is slightly painted with pink ink, and there is a shyness that is not revealed, and the temperament of the orchid is just Zhou Yixin.Shen Zhiqiu didn't expect to meet her here, so he hurriedly saluted respectfully, "I pay my respects to Lady Zhaoyi." Zhou Yixin obviously didn't expect that, and nodded a little uneasy, "I've seen Mr. Yunyu."

Shen Zhiqiu saw that she had brought only one maid with her, and said, "Miss Zhaoyi just went to pay her respects to the Empress Dowager?"

Zhou Yi was stunned, and said: "Yes, I am going back, I still have something to do in the palace, so I won't delay you, my lord."

Shen Zhiqiu was blessed, stepped aside and said respectfully, "Zhaoyi go slowly."

After Zhou Yixin walked by, he looked back, Zhou Yixin was only 15 years old, but she was already slim and graceful, recalling what she said just now, he couldn't help but wondered, he just asked casually, Zhou Yixin admitted that he was going to give The Empress Dowager invites An to come back, but this is not the road from Yuxiu Palace to Yongshou Palace.

Shen Zhiqiu didn't think much, turned around and left, no matter whether Zhou Yixin greeted the queen mother or not, he had to go there.Fu Wei asked him to act as an agent for the affairs of the harem, but the queen mother objected very much. Fu Wei prevaricated the queen mother by saying that Zhou Zhaoyi's time in the palace was too short to understand the affairs of the palace, and after getting familiar with it, he would get started slowly. Although the queen mother didn't mention it again, she asked Shen Zhiqiu Say hello to her every day.

Thinking of this gave Shen Zhiqiu a headache, he didn't like dealing with the Queen Mother Zhou the most, and he would inevitably be embarrassed again.

After going to the Queen Mother to copy Buddhist scriptures for her for a few days, Shen Zhiqiu couldn't hold his chopsticks anymore. Seeing his distress, Fu Yi pulled his hand over and rubbed it for him personally, and said distressedly: "You can bear it any longer. Ren, it will be New Year's Eve in two days, and then I will go tell my mother that you don't need to copy scriptures anymore because you are busy with the New Year's Eve banquet."

"I also arranged the New Year's Eve banquet?" Shen Zhiqiu felt dizzy.

Fu Yi smiled and said, "It's mainly handled by the Ministry of Rites. You just have to go through it and check it out. It doesn't take much labor."

Shen Zhiqiu's wrists were relieved a lot after being massaged by Fu Yi. He picked up the pen and started copying again. Fu Yi frowned, "Why haven't you finished copying yet?"

Shen Zhiqiu shook the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, "There are more than a dozen pages left, and I don't see her believe in Buddhism on weekdays, so it's hard work to ask someone to copy the scriptures."

In the past, Shen Zhiqiu always had a cool and cold temper, he would not say a word when anyone said anything, but today he rarely complained, Fu Yu took the pen in his hand with a smile, and said, "I'll copy it for you."

Shen Zhiqiu shook his head, "Your handwriting is different from mine, the Empress Dowager can recognize it at a glance."

"It's okay, I can imitate your handwriting." Fu Yi wrote down a word on the paper, which indeed looked a bit like Shen Zhiqiu's beautiful lower case, Shen Zhiqiu let him go, he was really tired.

The moon was shining outside, shining the snow that hadn't melted yet, looking out from the window, it was bright, Shen Zhiqiu propped his head to watch Fu Yi copy the scriptures for him, he couldn't help but think of last New Year's Eve, when he was still punished in Yongning Palace, only a year had passed, Yongning Palace has already been empty, it is true that the world is impermanent.