Chapter 18 On the throne

The news of the sudden death of the eighth prince's sudden illness reached Shen Xuanji's ears. She was a little surprised and turned around and asked Lan Qing, "The last time I went home to see my uncle alone, did anyone tell the prince?"

Lan Qing frowned and thought, "No, who will tell the prince something that doesn't matter?"

Shen Xuanji secretly regretted that he was too slow, but it was already like this. For the royal family, this kind of thing is also common. What's more, it has long been known that the Eighth Prince wants to kill Xue Zhen, and it is really self-inflicted to have such an ending.

It's just a pity that Xue Zhen has such a reputation, which is not what Shen Xuanji is happy to see.

Maybe, if you want to be above 10,000 people, you have to pay some price! Shen Xuanji forced herself to accept these sudden changes, because she didn't know whether there would be some situations that she had never imagined in the near future, waiting for her and him.

Xue Zhen's accession to the throne was natural. Shen Xuanji was naturally a benevolent queen, and Yiran, who was less than one year old, was also awarded the title of Princess Ronghua and ate ten thousand households.

Shen Xuanji lived in the "Fengzhao Hall" that had been vacant for many years. The former emperor and queen went early. Although Li Guifei favored the six palaces, she did not sit in the position she dreamed of because of the intention of the empress dowager. Fengzhao Hall and Yuantai Hall live on the central axis of the imperial city, and the two palaces look at each other from afar, both of which are generally elegant. However, the "Fengzhao Hall" has been uninhabited for so many years, and many places have been mothed by insects. Shen Xuanji had to send someone to repair it. When he got the money, he found that the former emperor was really not a successful master. People.

After Xue Zhen ascended the throne, he inspected the treasury and found that the Dayun was prosperous on the surface, but the inside was actually almost an empty shelf. When the late emperor was there, she was rich and luxurious, and the noble concubine Li was even more non-excellent and did not wear high-quality products, and her greed for money became heinous. She was jealous of the golden crown that the former emperor buried with the virtuous concubine Wei Yin, and abruptly asked for exactly the same one. At that time, the late emperor spoiled her, and naturally refused to do anything. He chose the best gold to melt, and found a skilled craftsman to make it. Therefore, in the end, even the empress dowager misunderstood that she was greedy for the things of the virtuous concubine. Xue Zhen remembered an old folk saying that even if there are mountains of gold and silver, he can't stand sitting like this.

Shen Xuanji knew it and complained worriedly, "I don't know what I did. After marrying you, I didn't worry about money for a moment."

Xue Zhen smiled and touched her cheek. "Isn't it? I was going to make up your dowry when I came back, but now it seems that it has been delayed again."

When Shen Xuanji saw that her jokes worked, he finally made Xue Zhen not so unhappy, so he was relieved. She grabbed Xue Zhen's hand and looked at him with a slight smile. "Don't worry. Anyway, mine is the emperor."

A feeling of joy and sorrow surged in Xue Zhen's heart. He was now standing in the highest place, but when he looked back, the stairs he climbed step by step seemed to be hidden in the clouds. He could not see where it came from. Without Shen Xuanji, he really suspected that all this was a dream.

He held his wife in his arms and put his face against her dark and soft hair. "Xuanji, in fact, I'm very afraid." I'm afraid that I will inadvertently fail the world's subjects like my father.

Shen Xuanji's face was attached to his golden thread embroidery dragon's black chest, and he felt that his cheeks were slightly stabbed by the golden thread, with some unfamiliar discomfort. What she touched was also such a cold and not hard material. Xue Zhen's whole body was wrapped in such clothes, as if he was a little far away from herself.

She was also a little sad, but she still forced a smile to comfort him, "The emperor will do a good job, I know."

Xue Zhen didn't say anything, but hugged her quietly. After a long time, he asked, "What are you wearing? Why is it so hard?"

Shen Xuanji rolled her eyes. Anyway, Xue Zhen can't see it. Since she became the queen, she is really not used to it. She has to dress up every morning, with dozens of pounds of golden crowns on her head and step by step shaking. She must follow the four words "mother world" in every move, and only be slightly relaxed when facing Xue Zhen. Looking back, she should not be so uncomfortable. After all, she has been trained by Wei Li's high standards since she was a child. She still remembers that she entered the palace for the first time when she was young. Although it coincided with the death of her parents, she was not wrong with any courtesy under grief. Now, I'm afraid that she has stayed in Qiyi for a long time and is separated from the life of Qiongjiang. Membrane.

"It's just the queen's regular clothes." Before Shen Xuanji finished speaking, he saw that Xue Zhen's hand was no longer honest. She blushed slightly and looked very obedient. She really hasn't been at his mercy for a long time. With the troubles of the newborn couple, I'm afraid that both the common people and the heavenly family are the same.

Shen Xuanji lay down slowly, and Xue Zhen also turned over and pressed on her, but the buttons under his hand seemed to be against him, as if small fortresses were waiting for him to break through. Xue Zhen is very helpless. I have no patience! Who is this to die in a hurry?!

Shen Xuanji waited for a long time and opened his eyes shyly. He saw Xue Zhen's face red and he was fighting against the clothes.

She couldn't help laughing. Xue Zhen said angrily, "Who made this dress? Come in tomorrow and ask his daughter-in-law to put it on, and he will unbutton it for me!"

Shen Xuanji patted him angrily, "Without his mouth!" Let those officials listen, and I'm going to persuade you again!"

Xue Zhen smiled hippiely and said, "How can they know about the secret talks between our husband and wife?" After saying that, he looked bitter, "Madam, there is really nothing I can do for my husband!"

Shen Xuanji couldn't bear to see him endure so hard. When he had to solve it by himself, he sweated and finally took off his clothes.

"This thing has never been smooth." Shen Xuanji secretly slandered herself, and Xue Zhen seemed to be able to see through her heart, "It doesn't matter, just take it as fun!"

I love you! Shen Xuanji spat secretly and climbed out of bed to blow the candle. Although Lan Qing was outside, she was embarrassed to see this kind of thing by one of her yellow-flowered daughter.

The light in the bedroom gradually darkened. When the last candle went out, only the moon was the only light source, pouring on the marble floor through the window paper, which was really a beautiful scenery like a cold moon like frost.

Shen Xuanji felt that she was hugged into a familiar and warm embrace. Xue Zhen didn't know when she had taken off her dragon robe and only wore a thin coat, which was made by herself.

His taste is extremely familiar to her, but it still makes her feel shy. She buried her head in his arms and refused to lift it. Xue Zhen didn't mind. She just gently kissed her earlobe and said vaguely, "It's still good, just like when we first got together."

Both of them took off their coats and still stayed together like an ordinary couple, just like when they were in the Nine Kings' Mansion and Peiyi. They never had anyone in their hearts except each other.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it gradually cooled down at night. Xue Zhen pulled open the brocade quilt and wrapped Shen Xuanji in it. Although she has given birth to Yiran, she is still the eldest daughter of the Shen family in the corridor. She is still the smiling girl next to the green plum under the moon. He buried her head in her neck and smelled the unique fragrance on her body, feeling extremely satisfied.

In the spring, the night tent was warm, and a pair of cross-necked mandarin ducks were tired, and a thin snoring sound was remembered in the tent. No matter how much pressure, difficulties and hardships there are, let's wait until tomorrow, and now, they are going to sleep...