Donggong Zhangjiao

"The emperor drank too much and didn't go to bed early."

Fang Yun was also sleepy. He turned his back to him, moved and put his back against his chest, feeling warm and cozy.

"Drinking the sobering soup has dissipated a lot of the alcohol." Pei Yao didn't mind her rude behavior of turning her back to him. He only tightened his arms around the waist of the woman in his arms, " Thanks for your hard work."

Hearing his senseless words, Fang Yun couldn't help but laugh.

"Your Majesty, is this my concubine doing such hard work?"

"Of course you helped me bathe and change clothes. Thank you for your hard work."

Pei Yao also raised the corners of his lips, put his chin on Fang Yun's shoulder, and rubbed it gently.

Nowadays, bathing and changing clothes are troublesome. It took more than half an hour to serve him, and another half hour for Fang Yun to wash and bathe by himself.

He had been lying on the couch for an hour before Fang Yun came back.

After waiting for so long, the wine naturally sobered up a bit.

After hearing this, Fang Yun turned around and faced him.

"It's all my duty as a concubine, and it's worthy of the emperor's praise."

"What's wrong with your duty? I don't like to hear that." In the darkness, Pei Yao half-opened his eyes, with a bit of drunkenness in his eyes, showing a bit of laziness, "Didn't you say that I am your husband?" What?"

When he said this, Fang Yun understood what he meant.

I was drunk and started to do whatever I wanted again.

But at this moment, there were only two people hugging each other. They were free from the shackles of the world for a short time, and they didn't have anything to fear.

So Fang Yun also raised his hand to gently hold his cheek, and placed a gentle kiss on Pei Yao's chin.

"Yes, the emperor is my husband. Husband and wife should take care of each other."

Pei Yao chuckled and lowered his head to kiss Fang Yun's forehead.

"Go to sleep." Fang Yun raised his hand, gently slid his fingertips across the bridge of Pei Yao's nose, landed on the tip of his nose, and tapped twice, "I'm sleepy."

"Be good, tell me a few more words." Pei Yao took her hand, brought it to her mouth and kissed it.

Fang Yun couldn't help but give face to such a move, so he responded in a low voice.

Then Pei Yao said, "What do you think of Yang Chengyu today?"

"The emperor asked this, how could I dare to say something wrong, or make others think that I don't like Concubine Yang, so I would blow a pillow in front of the emperor and say something wrong about her brother." Fang Yun snorted.

"Am I someone else?" Pei Yao asked, and pinched her waist, "Just say it, I just want to hear it."

Anyway, the ugly words have been said before, so Fang Yun didn't refuse anymore.

"If you want me to tell you, I feel that this Yang Chengyu has a lot of thoughts. Today the emperor wants to grant a marriage. I don't believe him and can't hear it, but he uses his parents' filial piety to refuse. It can be seen that he has something to do with it. Calculate.”

Speaking of this, Fang Yun paused slightly and his tone dropped.

"It's nothing. Maybe there is someone you like, or maybe the elders in the family did mention the marriage verbally first, so it's hard to get past the elders. But later when the emperor mentioned Princess Shuhui's marriage, Concubine Yang's reaction was, It makes me feel that she doesn't want her brother to have anything to do with our princess. Then I don't understand. What kind of marriage is more glorious than marrying the princess of the dynasty? There is no consort in our Da Qi Dynasty. The rules for holding power as an official.”

The conversation stopped here, and Fang Yun said no more.

Pei Yao frowned slightly and closed his eyes to cover up the coldness in his eyes.

"Your views are exactly the same as mine."

Pei Yao knows the Nanning Houfu family better than Fang Yun.

When he first came into contact with the Marquis of Nanning, he saw the ambition of the Marquis of Nanning.

It's just that at that time, he didn't have any powerful supporters to control the military power, so he had to choose to seek skin from the tiger.

Later, the Marquis of Nanning kept his promise and helped him ascend the throne. But now, the ambitions that the Marquis of Nanning had hidden earlier were slowly extending from Concubine Yang in the harem to the previous dynasty.

"In this case, the emperor must have an idea in mind, so don't ask me anymore."

There was a hint of coquettishness in Fang Yun's voice, which brought him back from his thoughts.

Hearing this, the darkness in Pei Yao's eyes dissipated, he raised the corners of his lips, and took the person tightly into his arms.

"Okay, okay, I won't disturb Concubine Zhao's rest."

At night in February, the chill is still deep, and Fang Yun enjoys the warmth of being held in someone's arms like this.Soon he fell asleep.

Pei Yao listened to the even breathing of the person in his arms and slowly fell into sleep.

The next day.

When Fang Yun woke up, his side was already empty.

The time to go to the morning court was earlier than the time to greet the harem, so Pei Yao naturally got up earlier.

After waking up in bed, Fang Yun called someone to come in and wait on him.

While Qingrong and Yanwei were dressing and washing, they talked to her about things outside.

"Zhongcuigong sent someone to Fengxuan Palace early in the morning to ask for leave. They said that Concubine Yang was unwell and needed to rest." Qingrong whispered.

The three masters and servants all understood what was fishy, ​​and Yan Wei quickly answered.

"Your Majesty, would you like to invite Dr. Zeng to come over?"

"It's almost time." Fang Yun straightened his sleeves and closed his eyes, "Let's ask Yuan He to go there. When I come back to say hello, it's time to ask for Ping An's pulse."

Yanwei nodded and quickly went out to make arrangements.

Qingrong's belly was serving Fang Yun, and she was slightly worried at this moment.

"Your Majesty, if Concubine Yang knew that the child could not be saved, it is hard to say that she would not have found a suitable way to abort the child in her belly. Your Majesty, you should be more cautious during this period. Don't let her take advantage of the loophole and spill the baby. Dirty water.”

"Don't worry, I know it all in my heart."

Fang Yun nodded lightly, smiled a little, and patted Qingrong's hand comfortingly.

After packing up, I went to the Queen's place to ask for her blessings. When I came back, Imperial Physician Zeng was already waiting in Yuzhang Palace.

First, he asked the fourth prince to take a look, and then checked Fang Yun's pulse.

"Mr. Zeng, how are the health of the fourth prince and me?"

When she said this, she glanced aside.

Qing Rong understood, and immediately called Yan Wei, and together with her, they retreated from the palace ladies and eunuchs who were cleaning up the room.

"Back to the empress, the empress's body has recovered very well. However, I think it is due to the fatigue from handling palace affairs recently. She still needs supplements and more rest and maintenance. The weakness brought by the fourth prince in the womb has also improved, but this medicine cannot You still have to be careful to keep out the cold, but you shouldn't keep warm too much to avoid getting angry. I've looked at the fourth prince's pulse and it seems that he's been a bit hot these past two days."

Dr. Zeng handed over his hand and respectfully explained the diagnosis first.

After hearing this, Fang Yun ordered someone to write it down, and then said in a deep voice.

"This morning, Zhong Cuigong said that he was not feeling well and had invited the imperial doctor, but is it time?"

"Concubine Yang is more than four months pregnant. She is pregnant after taking this medicine. The condition of the fetus usually starts to deteriorate around the fifth month. I guess there is a sign."

Dr. Zeng told the truth.

After receiving this reply, Fang Yun closed his eyes with peace of mind.

"Thank you, Dr. Zeng. Qingrong, please send Mr. Zeng out."

"Wei Chen retire."

Imperial Physician Zeng bowed his hand.

And when he was about to leave, Fang Yun suddenly said with a smile.

"By the way, I have sent people to solve the problem of the sealing of your brother's medicine shop. After two days of repairs, it will be open for business again."

Hearing this, Imperial Physician Zeng became more respectful and hurriedly thanked him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will do my best for Your Majesty and the Fourth Prince!"

"Your Excellency is welcome."

Fang Yun curled his lips before waving his hand to signal Qingrong to send the person out.

Then he told Yan Wei, "The emperor drank too much wine yesterday, and I'm afraid he may have stomach discomfort today. You go ask the kitchen to make a cup of soup to nourish your stomach. I will send it to Jingqian Palace later."

"Yes." Yan bowed slightly and walked out quickly.