The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Chapter 119 Unexpected Title

Probably because of the cold weather, the emperor came quite quickly this time.

He was picked up at the palace gate, wrapped tightly in mulberry leaves.

She had a smile on her face, but she was very bored in her heart.

How long will these days of hypocrisy and self-indulgence last?
When she looked at Fu Rong, she became more and more disgusted. If she stayed with him for a second longer, she would want to beat him up and throw him out.

However, she can't do it yet. After all, he is the king of a country, and the people of Jin Dynasty have only been stable for a year.

It was not a wise move to fight to the death, and besides, it was impossible for Gu Heng to go to war with the royal family for her without any reason.

Just be patient and wait until the chess pieces are in place. If you can fight, don't move.

She had witnessed the battlefield with her own eyes, in which Lu Yi was a victim.

Therefore, we must wait for the best opportunity, and Fu Rong must win in one fell swoop when his reputation among the people is at its lowest. He must be quick, accurate and ruthless, and must not be sloppy!
Zhe Sang knew very well what she wanted and had made a lot of plans secretly. However, when Fu Rong's face appeared in front of her, she still felt that her heart was so blocked. Every minute and every second of such a frustrating day was filled with pain. It makes people feel tortured.

"Why are you standing at the door with such heavy snow?" the emperor asked, but he was actually used to it.

Zhe Sang put his hands into his sleeves, hugged himself tightly, bowed weakly, and walked in front of him.

If you hate someone, no matter how hard you force yourself to act, some actions are subconscious actions of the body.

"Your Majesty, can you have dinner? It's snowing so heavily. Why did you think of coming here? What if you get cold? Why didn't Eunuch Xu advise your Majesty?"

The long fox fur collar, white and soft, wraps around her shoulders like a cloud. Her figure is slim and does not look bloated or bulky at all.

She has a bright face, a slight smile on her red lips, and warm eyebrows.

The snow and frost on the ground were white and exuding a cold air, and the lights in the corridor in the hall looked warm.

And she walked in front, asking for warmth, leading him step by step to a warmer place.

The emperor's unhappiness caused by the Lin family during the day immediately dissipated, and he knew that Zhe Sang would always be waiting for him, always so reassuring.

The coldness in his eyes slowly melted away, and he couldn't help but stride to follow.

"I've used it a long time ago."

When he entered the house, it was as fragrant and warm as he expected.

"It's warmer here than Yangxin Pavilion."

Mrs. An was pregnant. The charcoal in Yangxin Pavilion was warmer than that in the imperial study, but the charcoal in Yongan Palace was even warmer than that in Yangxin Pavilion.

Chongqing took off the emperor's cloak, and Zhesang twisted the steaming veil and handed it to the emperor.

"Your Majesty forgot, I am afraid of the cold."

Although he was wearing thick clothes, his hands and face were exposed to the outside. The cold wind blew all the way, and he was already numb from the cold. Applying a hot handkerchief lightly, he immediately felt warm, not to mention how comfortable he was.

The emperor sat down and relaxed.

Zhe Sang handed the handkerchief to the maids on the side, and with just a look, the maids went out quietly.

Watching Zhe Sang busy with himself, he suddenly remembered his mother-in-law, whose memory was somewhat vague.

He has not thought of his mother and concubine for several years. Whenever he thought of her in the past, what came to his mind was her pale and cold appearance, the blood on the ground, his uncle lying in a pool of blood, and his father's disgusted and hostile eyes. These unforgettable memories The picture made him forget that his mother-in-law was also a gentle woman.

Deep in his memory, he was still a child. When he ran all the way from the Imperial College to his mother-in-law, she would always smile and pat the snow off his body, touch his face and hands, and ask if he was cold or hungry.

At that time, he never thought about being an emperor. He only wanted to be able to get out of school and have snowball fights with other young men of the same age.

Fu Rong sat lazily, his eyes falling on that figure.

At this moment, he is no longer an emperor alone in a tall building, but an ordinary person who needs care and a sense of belonging.

And he found these in Yong'an Palace.

It should be said that it has always been there in Yong'an Palace.

It's just that now he is gradually fading away from the excitement and bustle of the great work accomplished and the court service of all sentient beings, and is gradually getting tired.

Some people only feel homesick when they are tired.Just like the current snowy night, the bad weather, the mysterious illness in his body, and the people in the court who were afraid of him, who had ulterior motives, all of them made his nerves tense.

Zhe Sang tried his best to ignore his gaze and poured a glass of the wine he had prepared. Chongqing specially picked the largest set of cups. One cup was worth three ordinary cups.

"Holy Lord, warm yourself up."

When she smiled, her eyebrows were curved, her eyes were clear, and she spoke softly.

Seeing that the emperor was in a good mood, Zhe Sang took it and drank it without asking, and quickly poured a few more glasses.

Fu Rong's whole body warmed up, he raised his head and said softly, "My mother-in-law said that I was only three years old when I drank for the first time. At that time, my father held me. When I smelled the aroma of wine, I always wanted to grab his glass. He wouldn't I started crying, and then I had a headache from crying, so I dipped my chopsticks in a few drops and gave it to me to taste."

Zhe Sang flicked the wick on the side and asked him, "Did the Holy One still cry afterward?"

Fu Rong's eyes were a little distracted and he smiled to himself.

"Crying, crying even harder."

"Father, what I drink is strong wine. It smells good but is spicy in the mouth."

"My mother-in-law said that I fell asleep after crying for a while."

As he spoke, his eyelids gradually drooped.

Zhe Sang turned his back to him and continued to ask, "What happened next?"

Fu Rong's consciousness began to fade, but he still followed her words.

"Later, I fell asleep. I slept for a long, long time."

Zhe Sang turned around and saw that he had fallen asleep while sitting upright. His face and neck were as red as a monkey's butt, and his breathing began to become rapid.

"Holy?"

She shouted tentatively, but saw that the emperor had no reaction at all, just like before.

Zhe Sang left a lamp on and let the emperor sit there humming. She found a book and read for a while. She estimated that it was almost time and rang the bell.

When Chong Qing came in, he smelled more drunk than the emperor.

"Where's Shuibo?"

Chongqing said helplessly, "She was drinking with those people and got drunk."

Zhe Sang asked, "How much did she drink?"

Chongqing, "one cup."

Zhemulang:.
Why does she think Shui Po is a good drinker?
Zhe Sang and Chong Qing helped the emperor to the bed.

"I'll hold on, you go and put up the tent."

When Chongqing saw that Zhisang had been stabilized, he let go and went to retrieve the bed tent.

At this moment, the emperor didn't know what he was dreaming about. He tilted his head and leaned on Zhe Sang's head.

The emperor who had been quiet all this time suddenly shouted, "Zhe Sang——"

Zhe Sang was frightened, and with a strong hand, she subconsciously pushed the person away.

bump--

The emperor's whole body was smashed to the ground, making a dull sound.

Chongqing frowned and closed his eyes. This sounded painful.

Zhe Sang stood on end and stared at the people on the ground with vigilance. She saw the emperor's eyes opened faintly, his eyes clear.

It seemed that the pain of landing pulled him out of his drowsy dream.

(End of this chapter)