When the Queen of Crazy Criticism took the HE script and killed it

Chapter 76 I Don't Understand
Different, not the same at all.

The emperor treats the empress differently.

Concubine Liang could tell at a glance. She studied with the princess since she was a child, and had been with Zhao Zongheng day and night. She was indeed very familiar with Zhao Zongheng.

It is precisely because of familiarity that Zhao Zongheng's attitude towards the queen is so easy to see, no matter in terms of actions or changes in expression, they are different.

In the past, the emperor also sat with other concubines, but he always had a calm expression and never paid attention to anyone.

But it's different now.

From the moment he appeared, his eyes were only on the queen.

"Why are you in a daze?" Princess Chaoyang pulled Concubine Liang's sleeve and said, "Did you listen to what I told you?"

"Send the picture scroll to Brother Huang tomorrow, so we can strengthen our relationship with Brother Huang." Princess Chaoyang looked helplessly at Concubine Liang and said, "The picture scroll that you put so much effort into collecting is just for Brother Huang, isn't it?" ?”

"Hmm..." Concubine Liang answered absent-mindedly.

On the way to Yufu Palace, I was still a little uneasy. Is three years really a long time?

Why haven't I seen you for three years, the emperor has become different...

Here, Princess Chaoyang is still making suggestions for Concubine Liang, and Zhao Zongheng at Fengwu Palace has already eaten the porridge to his heart's content, when the wind blew outside, he heard muffled thunder after a while.

Zhao Zongheng looked at the lit candle, glanced at Si Ningchi who was sitting next to him, raised his hand to wipe his mouth and said: "The thunder is quite loud, I think the thunderstorm will not be small tonight."

"En." Si Ningchi flipped through the book in his hand, and replied in a neutral tone: "Why is it still thundering..."

"Queen, don't be afraid, I will stay in Fengwu Palace tonight." Zhao Zongheng said manly.

"The concubine is not afraid of thunderstorms, the emperor should go back earlier." Si Ningchi looked at him inexplicably.

"..." Zhao Zongheng opened his eyes and said, "No, you have to be afraid."

Otherwise, he has no room to play.

Si Ningchi: "...?"

Really insist on it?
The rain came as soon as it was said, and the rumbling thunder was mixed with the lightning that struck down. There was indeed such a scary smell in this night.

Si Ningchi climbed onto the couch, and saw Zhao Zongheng rushing over, and quickly lay down on her bed.

Si Ningchi was not given the slightest chance to obstruct and drive away.

"Your Majesty?" Si Ningchi was a little speechless, looking at Zhao Zongheng who was lying flat, he was a little puzzled, he looked like an emperor, why is he so stupid?
"I'm afraid of thunder, so don't sleep in the hall." Zhao Zongheng stretched out his hand to grab Si Ningchi's hand, and directly pulled her into his arms, imprisoning her in his arms involuntarily.

In order to be able to get on the phoenix couch, he really didn't want any face!
You can say it even if you are afraid of thunder!
The rumbling thunder outside the window was mixed with the sound of rain, which seemed to be extraordinarily noisy. Si Ningchi, who was being held in his arms, struggled a little, seeing that he was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and just didn't let go, so he didn't struggle at all.

After calming down, it was strange to find that she was held in his arms like this, her mood seemed to be extraordinarily peaceful, and sleepiness struck her, she closed her eyes and adjusted her posture, found a comfortable position and fell asleep peacefully.

And Zhao Zongheng: "..."

He was still brewing his speech skills, and he couldn't calm down for a long time when he heard the heartbeat sound like a drum beating in his chest.

When he suppressed the restlessness in his heart and tried to talk to Si Ningchi, he found that the woman in his arms was already sleeping peacefully, so she fell asleep in his arms without any precautions.

He couldn't tell what it was like, he just looked down at her sleeping face, his eyes lingered on her face over and over again, never had such a moment, clearly engraved her face in his heart.

If it was all ignorant emotions before, then on this rainy night, at this moment, that layer of fog is gradually being lifted.

Si Ningchi, his queen.

is his.

Different from the last time when he was drunk and slept together, this time he could clearly hear her gentle breathing, feel her pillow on his arm, the back against his chest, her unique fragrance, a bit clear and sweet Fascinating.

The rain outside the window was pattering, but he stayed up all night.

After the rain washed the palace seemed to be extraordinarily bright, Zhao Zongheng went to the Guanyun Pavilion after the morning court.

"I heard that the emperor fell asleep this morning?" On the Guanyun Pavilion, Zhao Yuanli raised his hand to pour tea for Zhao Zongheng, looked at him with a smile, and said, "In all these years, it is rare to hear the emperor deserting.

"..." Zhao Zongheng looked at the steam rising from the tea bowl on the table and was a little absent-minded.

"Uncle Huang, take off your broken mask." Zhao Zongheng frowned, stared at Zhao Yuanli and said, "You don't need to cover your face in the future, you are my uncle emperor, so you don't need to hide in my shadow."

"Your Majesty should know why the subject is protecting the Emperor." Zhao Yuanli hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took off the mask on his face.

The man sitting against the light has a handsome face, his three-dimensional facial features are somewhat similar to Zhao Zongheng's, but his eyes are much colder, with sword-like eyebrows reaching into the temples, a tall nose bridge and thin lips, revealing an indifference that should not be entered by strangers. Due to Zhao Zongheng's meekness and ruthlessness, Zhao Yuanli looked sharp, like a blood-drinking knife, which was intimidating.

Zhao Zongheng looked at Zhao Yuanzhang and lowered his head slightly and said, "I have encountered some difficulties."

Zhao Yuanli sat up straight, frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "Is it because the family has been involved recently and the court is uneasy?"

"No." Zhao Zongheng raised his eyes slowly, looked at Zhao Yuanli and asked, "Uncle Emperor, I don't understand how to be loved by a woman.

Zhao Yuanli: "..."

This really stopped him.

He thought that the aristocratic family in Beijing was gradually growing, and there was a vague image of the division of power among the nine kings back then, and he was thinking deeply.

This sudden turn made him stupefied.

"Chen..." Zhao Yuanzhang hesitated a little, and said after a long time of thought: "I haven't married a wife yet, and I don't know much about men and women. Maybe the emperor can try to please her?"

"The emperor has this question, it is..." Zhao Yuanzhang stared at Zhao Zongheng for a while, and almost immediately thought of the queen.

"En." Zhao Zongheng didn't hide anything, he clenched the cup in his hand, looked at the scenery outside Guanyun Pavilion, and said in a calm but firm voice, "I want to keep her by my side."

"You are the son of heaven, the emperor, why bother if you want to keep someone." Zhao Yuanli smiled when he heard this.

"It's not the same." Zhao Zongheng mused for a long time and said in a low voice: "I want her to be willing."

Seeing Zhao Zongheng's expression, Zhao Yuanzhang showed his face and smiled, and shook his head gently as if he breathed a sigh of relief: "I am very pleased that one day I will be able to see the emperor find a sweetheart."

(End of this chapter)