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    Gently put the person on the soft bed, and Shen Si carefully tucked the quilt for her.

    Fingertips ran across her frowning eyebrows, smoothing them little by little.

    Her A Tu should not be shrouded in sorrow, he will stand in front of her and block all the wind and rain.

    Looking at the people who were gradually settled down on the bed, Shen Si's black eyes were full of tenderness.

    They can still go back to the past.

    But the words that came out of Si Tu's mouth in the next second made Shen Sixin's hair go cold.

    "Pool"

    Chi Yuan? It sounds like a man's name.

    Shen Si's face turned black, a storm was brewing in his eyes, staring at her red lips, as if he wanted to crush them.

    The people who were on the collapse had not yet noticed the coming of the storm, and cried in their dreams,

    "Chi Yuan, where are you?"

    He grabbed the quilt that was covered for her just now, but Shen Si was so angry that he could only strike at the quilt.

    But it was very cold in the autumn at night, and Si Tu, who had no quilt, couldn't help shivering.

    "so cold."

    Curled up, Situ hugged himself to absorb warmth.

    She also scolded Shen Si for not covering her with a quilt.

    Oh, that Chi Yuan is good, but when he comes to Shen Si, he becomes a bad person?

    Seeing that she was shaking so badly, Shen Si pulled the quilt in a fit of anger, but the act of covering her quilt was as gentle as ever.

    He kicked off the dragon boots, Shen Si turned over on the couch, and hugged the person with the quilt in his arms.

    Seeing her brows stretched out, Shen Si poked her cheek again, coaxing,

    "Good, call Brother Asi."

    The only thing that responded to him was the sound of long, even breathing.

    It's really good, he has to dig out the one called Chi Yuan, even if he digs three feet into the ground!

    The ashes are all to him.

    Outside the hall, Ming Wei stood guard for a long time, but she hadn't heard any movement inside.

    Could it be that Niangniang made His Majesty angry again?

    With a bad premonition in her heart, Ming Wei just wanted to go to the rescue, but was stopped by Cheng Xiang.

    "The young husband and wife are in there, kissing me and me. What are you doing to join in the fun?"

    Mingwei wanted to say something, but was dragged away by Cheng Xiang's shoulders

    "Don't worry, whoever's in trouble, your mother-in-law should be fine too."

    Just rush to the virtue of his master, whoever loses, can't lose Si Tu.

    The incense burner in the hall is lingering, and the candles of the copper sparrows are quietly burning, and the two figures reflected on the Chinese gauze tent are particularly intimate.

    Situ hugged the iron wall like a furnace and fell asleep again, smashing his mouth a few times from time to time.

    "Just a little unconscionable."

    Shen Si let her hold it, playing with her scattered hair, staring at her red lips with burning eyes.

    When she fell asleep, she was neither noisy nor noisy, like a well-behaved kitten.

    Ugh, so cute.

    Shen Si supported his chin with one hand, leaned over slightly, and kissed Fang Ze.

    She is the queen he proclaimed, so it's not like taking advantage of others' danger.

    His dark eyes were as bright as stars, and Shen Si smiled like a cat who stole fishy fish.

    His family, Ah Tu, looks good, no matter how you look at it, you can't see enough.

    The fingertips traced her outline, and Shen Si maintained this movement and watched her all night.

    Early the next morning, Cheng Xiang came to pick up people to go to the early morning in the Golden Palace.

    Long robe and jade crown, after Shen Si was dressed neatly, Cheng Xiang looked at his dark circles and said bitterly,

    "Your Majesty, although you are young, it's better to have some things in moderation."

    I have to deal with government affairs during the day, and I have to accompany the Queen at night. I am afraid this body can't bear it.

    "what's up?"

    Shen Si's face is full of doubts, what's enough is enough, don't let him see his daughter-in-law?

    Cheng Xiang choked, Dare Qing Your Majesty is pretending to be confused.

    "It's nothing, your Majesty is happy."

    "By the way, go to Shengjing to check if there is a man named Chi Yuan."

    The golden embroidered Chilong shone brightly in the sun, but the aura on Shen Si's body was suddenly chilling.

    It seems that there is no big family with the surname Chi in Shengjing.

    But since it was the master's order, Cheng Xiang hurriedly went to investigate.

    "When you find it, bring him to see me."

    He wanted to see what this man named Chi Yuan looked like.

    The sunlight penetrated the veil and scattered on the bed, and Situ stretched indecently and opened his eyes.

    Looking at the messy bed next to him, Si Tu was a little confused.

    She has always been very honest in her sleep, and it is impossible for her to run to the side and lie down.

    Half-squinting his eyes, Si Tu twisted a long hair from the jade pillow.

    "Congratulations, madam."

    With a rare smile on Mingwei's face, she invited the maid to come in and wash up Si Tu.

    "Congratulations on what?"

    Did Shen Siken let her out of the palace, or did her brother return triumphantly?

    "Of course, congratulations to Your Majesty and the Empress on their reconciliation."

    Staring at the long hair that obviously didn't belong to him, Situ's head was extraordinarily bright.

    "Last night, Shen Si, shouldn't he slept next to me?"

    Mingwei blinked, why did she feel that the empress didn't seem too happy.

    So is her head nodding or not?

    "Your Majesty is worried about Niangniang's nightmare, that's why he is guarding you every step of the way."

    Daily whitewashing for his master.

    nightmare? Speaking of which, Si Tu was indeed a nightmare last night.

    But later, since holding a big stove, she felt much more at ease.

    While Situ was absent-minded, Mingwei quickly changed the subject,

    "Tomorrow will be His Majesty's birthday, and the envoys of the Great Zhou Kingdom will also come to pay homage. Are your empress' gifts ready?"

    In fact, the gift is the second most important, mainly the empress's intentions are the most important.

    A gift. Yesterday, Situ saw the chrysanthemums in the imperial garden were in full bloom, so let's use it.

    "By the way, doesn't your Majesty like sweets?"

    Mingwei thought for a moment, she seemed to have never seen her master eating sweets, so she nodded.

    "That's exactly what I want."

    Situ's brows and eyes curved, and he smiled like a sly little fox.

    When he came to the imperial garden again, Situ took a small basket and collected all the rare purple chrysanthemums in the flowerbed.

    Yunxi, who was beside him, hesitated several times, but Mingwei glared at him.

    Yesterday, when she saw the pastry crumbs falling on the ground, she thought of using petals to make pastries.

    Although she doesn't know how to make pastries, there is always a first time for everything.

    Before leaving, Si Tu also sincerely thanked Yunxi.

    "You take good care of this purple chrysanthemum, thank you very much."

    Yunxi shed tears silently, wondering how His Majesty's favorite purple chrysanthemum would have been plucked in one day.

    Carrying a small bamboo basket, Situ took Mingwei to the imperial kitchen.

    After seeing how the royal chef made the cakes, Situ nodded clearly, and it didn't seem difficult.

    Rolling up his sleeves, Situ washed the glutinous rice and cleaned the purple chrysanthemum petals, looking like a chef.

    "It turns out that Empress can also make cakes."

    If the master knew that the empress made cakes for him by herself, she would be happy too.

    The first half of the master's life was too hard, and if there is a maiden by his side, they can rest assured as servants.

    Kneading the dough, Situ answered casually,

    "No, but it's not learning how to do it."

    Mingwei swallowed her saliva, and she always had an unreliable feeling in her heart.

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