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date="2020-11-25"

title="270"

weight="107894"

series = ["The Way of Favors"]

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Emperor Jiahe died, Xu Jin didn't even have time to remember him, he was so busy that he didn't find Fu Rong for three days.

Fu Rong has moved into Phoenix Rite Palace behind Chongzheng Hall at this time. She is the queen. She follows the queen mother and leads the housemaid to guard the spirits every day. She is also very busy, busy and tired. At first she had tears, but then she was tossed. I'm not in the mood to miss the first emperor, so can only rely on wiping things on the veil to cry.

The handover between the old and the new is the most prone to trouble. Xu Jin didn't have time to come, but let Zhen live in Phoenix Rite Palace first. Apei A'Xuan was still young and followed Fu Rong all the time.

"Mother, my leg hurts." When Kneeling came back this day, Zhen complained to his mother with a bitter face.

Fu Rong's knee hurts, so he understands what his son means, and he hugs the little guy on the warm couch, rolls up his trouser legs, and sees that his knees are blue. This is still a knee pad. Fu Rong is not afraid of the suffering, but feels sorry for his son. He took the stasis ointment handed over by Mei Xiang, unscrewed the lid and put it aside, personally dug out the ointment to apply the medicine to his son. "Zhen will bear it again. Grandfather is going to be buried."

Zhen didn't understand, "What is burial?"

Fu Rong gently applied the medicine while softly explaining in Zhen's blank gaze: "The imperial grandfather built an imperial tomb for himself before he went to heaven. Now that the imperial grandfather is gone, his coffin will be moved to the imperial tomb. Go inside, it's called burial."

Zhen has known that the emperor's grandfather has gone to heaven in the past few days. He will never see the emperor's grandfather again. When he grows up and shoots the Eagle Emperor, he won't be able to see it. There are tears in Feng's eyes, just about to tears. I suddenly saw A'Xuan crawling behind her mother to grab the lid of the box, and suddenly forgot to cry, "Mother, look at A'Xuan!"

Fu Rong turned his head.

A'Xuan had grabbed the lid of the box in his hand, and was about to plug it into his mouth while sitting there, but Mei Xiang smiled and stopped.

Fu Rong pretended to be anxious to persuade his daughter: "A'Xuan don't eat, this is bitter, not tasty."

A'Xuan stared at her mother earnestly, probably because the scent of the ointment was too good to smell. The little girl quickly recognized that she was lying, pushed away Mei Xiang's hand, and continued to deliver it to her mouth.

The little girl is difficult to deal with, and Fu Rong doesn't stop him, and said to Mei Xiang: "Hurry up and prepare sweet water. A'Xuan will have to eat after a while."

Mei Xiang cooperated skillfully and went outside and ordered the little palace lady.

A'Xuan put his chubby hand down to his chin and looked at Mei Xiang fixedly. After Mei Xiang went out, she called the little palace girl loudly. A'Xuan blinked and looked at his mother. Dear.

Fu Rong smiled and coaxed his daughter: "Mother let them prepare sweet water, A'Xuan eat it, not afraid of hardship."

A'Xuan finally believed, and immediately put the lid of the box back next to her mother, shaking his head again and again, looking disgusted.

Apei was sitting and playing inside. When she heard her sister's voice, she turned her head and looked around and continued to play by herself.

After coaxing the naughty eldest daughter, Fu Rong wiped Zhen on the other side of his knee again, looking at the teardrops still hanging on his son's eyelashes, with infinite emotion. The bigger the person is, the more he knows. Zhen doesn't understand what death is, but he will be sad because he can't see the emperor grandfather. He is like the two little girls behind him, and he only knows how to play.

"emperor."

As soon as the legs of Zhen's trousers were rolled up, the two court ladies guarding the door suddenly knelt down.

Fu Rong's heart jumped, and he caught a glimpse of the man in the black dragon-embroidered uniform who walked in, standing on the ground instinctively, "The emperor is here."

Xu Jin first let all the people in the room go down, and then smiled at her: "It sounds smooth." He was a little nervous the first time he claimed to be me, and Fu Rong was good, as if he had shouted countless times.

Fu Rong saw that he smiled as close as before, and the little strangeness that had been added because of his identity change disappeared instantly. He sat on the edge of the couch again and continued to help his son with the medicine, gently turning his hands on Zhen’s knees, his eyes The man who looked at him longingly said, "Being the emperor of dreams at night, I shouted a lot, of course it went smoothly. The emperor, should I change my name to a concubine?"

After she was born again, she hoped to be the queen, so that no one would dare to despise her again. Now that she finally became the emperor, she liked to call Xu Jin the emperor. Only when she shouted, she would feel real. And every time the court lady eunuchs were ordered to return to Xu Jin, let them tell the emperor what to do, and call the emperor once, and Fu Rong felt very good.

Xu Jin looked at his wife, and saw the words "Little Man Dezhi" on her face.

But he feels good to make her so proud.

Hugging A'Xuan who was crawling over, Xu Jin skillfully took out the veil from Fu Rong, and talked to her without covering his nose: "What did you do before, think about the things you don't need, Zhen didn't wear knee pads?"

"Wear it." Fu Rong pointed to the two knee pads on the chair over there, "It's still too small, no way."

"My father doesn't hurt me." Zhen raised his head.

The son is sensible, Xu Jin touched his head and called Apei, who didn't want his father at all, to hold one, and put his forehead against Fu Rong's forehead and asked her what's the trouble here. Zhen is used to talking to his mother like this, sitting obediently between them, turning his head to tease his sister.

Others saw the emperor's foreheads against each other, and they didn't know how much they should envy the empress's deep affection. It was even more tired than the newlyweds. But if sister A'Xuan Apei knows that the emperor actually disliked their "stinky" and went to smell the fragrance on their mothers, are they afraid that they would not let Xu Jin hold them?

Fortunately, they still don't understand.

Fu Rong shook his head slightly, and returned to Xu Jin contentedly: "You have a mother to help me, and everything goes well. How about the emperor? See you are all thinner."

Xu Jin sighed: "I'm very busy, so it's good, I don't have time to think too much."

Fu Rong knew that he was referring to the death of the first emperor.

Not knowing how to comfort him, Fu Rong asked him how to arrange dinner, "Eat here?"

Xu Jin said.

After the meal, the children went to sleep in the wing behind the main room, and the couple finally slept on the same bed again after a few days.

No matter how normal Xu Jin behaves, Fu Rong also knows that he must be sad. After being held in her arms by Xu Jin, she hugged him heartily, and softly persuaded, "No matter how sad the emperor is, I still have to eat regularly every day, father The emperor went suddenly, and this palace is supported by the emperor, so don't tire yourself out."

Xu Jin replied softly, "I know, Don't worry about it."

Fu Rong really didn't worry anymore, because she felt that Xu Jin didn't seem to be thinking about the pain of losing her father. Her body became stiff and suddenly she didn't know what to do. When the Queen Xian passed away, she and Xu Jin also kept their filial piety for three months. Xu Jin held her to toss once that night, and didn't pay attention to the three-month filial piety. But this time it was Emperor Jiahe's death. Given Fu Rong's understanding of Xu Jin, he shouldn't have that kind of thought in a short time, right?

But what's against the thigh...is so obvious.

"emperor……"

"Don't call me the emperor," the voice on his mouth was a little ruthless, but Xu Jin held Fu Rong's arms tighter, his voice hoarse, "Don't shout like that the night before you give out filial piety, call it after you give out filial piety."

Fu Rong didn't understand, and asked him puzzledly, "Why?"

"When you call, I can't help it." Xu Jin really couldn't help it, and quickly pushed the person out.

Becoming an emperor, watching the courtiers kneel and knock on him three times and nine times, the whole world was in his hands. Xu Jin couldn’t describe that feeling. When she returned to Fu Rong, she proudly called him the emperor. The courtiers' bows also made Xu Jin's heart surging. She was tolerable during the day. She shared the bed at night, and she yelled to the emperor in her ears. It made him want to clean her up and listened to her crying and begging the emperor for mercy!

Before the thought was out of control, Xu Jin stopped in time, closing his eyes and calming down.

Listening to his rapid breathing, Fu Rong chuckled silently in the darkness.

She became a queen, fresh and proud, perhaps Xu Jin is the same? Because she called the emperor, she became emotional.

Since he couldn't do bad things, Fu Rong wrapped himself in a quilt to sleep, and after a while was pulled into his arms again.

"The emperor..."

Before he finished shouting, someone covered his mouth.

A good night's sleep, and when he woke up the next day, Xu Jin was gone.

The first emperor buried the imperial mausoleum, and Xu Jin ascended the throne in the first lunar month, and then the canonization ceremony of Fu Rong's queen and Zhen's crown prince were all done before the court break. As a brother, Xu Jin believes that he must take care of his brothers, and that he must respect and obey his brothers. Zhen is smart and sensible. Xu Jin believes that the eldest son will not live up to his expectations. Therefore, he is happy to set up his prince early.

When his son became a prince, Fu Rong was happy and a little worried. He leaned in Xu Jin's arms and asked, "Zhen is only four years old. Is the emperor really relieved?"

She also hopes Zhen will be promising, but what if her son disappoints Xu Jin in the future? In her eyes, she liked everything about Zhen. She was afraid that Xu Jin would expect too much of Zhen and would be disappointed in the future. Xu Jin was not happy, and Zhen was also sad.

At this moment, Fu Rong finally realized what the change of identity meant.

It means that her Zhen and her future sons are all princes. They are brothers, but they also have a potential competitive relationship. After more than 20 years, the sons will be brothers, friends, brothers, or... It all depends on her and Xu Jin How to teach them.

Xu Jin kissed her forehead eloquently, and boasted softly, "Father-in-law and mother-in-law are good at teaching their children, and your brothers and sisters are talented and caring about each other. It is true brotherhood, especially you, who loves the family the most. Okay, we can definitely teach our children well. Let's teach together and there will be no mistakes."

His voice was gentle, and Fu Rong thought about how his brothers and sisters were getting along when they were young, and unknowingly relaxed again, thanking him gratefully, "The emperor will really boast, every time I worry about something, I am not afraid of what the emperor says. Up."

From initially tentatively discussing contraception with him, to worrying about pregnancy, he can always coax her at ease.

"The emperor..." Fu Rong felt soft in her heart, and couldn't help but want to kiss him, so she stretched her hand around his neck and slowly rubbed it up.

Xu Jin was itchy by her screaming emperor. At this time, she was obviously moved. How could Xu Jin refuse, and he pressed her to lie flat, leaned in without pity, and bit her ear. Nong shouted again, shouted a few more times, I like to hear..."

Fu Rong also liked to listen to him claiming to be like this, turning into a soft vine contentedly, entangled him tightly, entangled her emperor. 166 Reading Network