Empress, she is rising step by step

Only she dares to do this.

"'Looking back, a smile will bring you all the beauty, the pink and white in the Sixth Palace have no color'. My Ah Ci is truly stunning, that smile just now seemed to make the world run away with color."

Zhu Ci's smile condensed, "How can I dare to compare with Concubine Yang's stunning beauty? Although the relationship between Concubine Yang and Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty was touching, in the end Yang Guifei had no choice but to bury her and Ma Weipo. It's really It’s sad and pathetic.”

"Tang Xuanzong was forced to have no choice. If he didn't do that, his country would be ruined, and only the people of the world would suffer." Shen Que turned over and sat up.

"Even if Tang Xuanzong is reluctant to give up, compared with the people in the world, he can only give up Yang Guifei. How could Tang Xuanzong not feel sad, otherwise he would not mourn her every day."

Zhu Ci was noncommittal and just kept a decent smile. If it weren't for Tang Xuanzong's lust for beauty and his debauchery, how could what happened later happen?

The world says that Concubine Yang has harmed the country and is a disaster because of her beauty, but their men are not wrong, so why should they throw all the dirty water on women when something goes wrong.

"I don't understand government affairs. I just feel that the ending between Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei is too miserable and I don't like it. I only like long-lasting and smooth relationships."

Shen Que thought Zhu Ci would say a few words, so he patted his knees, put on his boots and walked towards Zhu Ci.

"I am not Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, and you are not Concubine Yang. You and I will definitely grow old together."

Shen Que took the comb from Zhu Ci's hand and gently turned her body over.

"You always serve me, and I will serve you today."

"Your Majesty, this is inconsistent with etiquette..." Zhu Ci wanted to stand up, but Shen Que held his shoulders and sat down again.

"Didn't you just say that you treat me as your husband? Then as your husband, there's nothing wrong with me combing your hair."

Shen Que gathered Zhu Ci's long hair in his hand, combed it smoothly with a comb, then neatly coiled it up, and pinned it with a magnolia hairpin.

Zhu Ci looked around in the mirror in surprise. She thought that the pampered emperor knew nothing, but she didn't expect that he could actually tie his hair up, and he did it well.

"Why does the emperor know how to wear his hair in a bun?"

"When I was still the prince, I watched the queen wear her hair every day, and over time I learned a little bit about it."

Shen Que's hand touched Zhu Ci's face, and he looked at the figures nestling together in the bronze mirror.

"Although they are all the same updos, they can be used on different people, but the effects are completely different."

No wonder, but this posture was really scary. She was really worried that the emperor would break her neck in the next second.

Zhu Ci pretended to taste it: "I just said that the emperor's hands are so skillful. I am ugly and faceless, so naturally I can't compare to the empress's unparalleled splendor."

"Why do I smell so sour?" Shen Que smiled and pinched Zhu Ci's cheek.

"I have said that in my heart you are unique in this world. No one can compare with you, not even the queen."

Zhu Ci also accepts it when it's good. It's pleasant if you do it in a small way, but it's bad if you do it too much.

"Your Majesty." Li Quan's figure appeared outside the door, and he stepped forward with a slightly solemn expression.

"Your Majesty, Lu Yunv passed away on the way to Changxian Palace." Shen Zhen didn't react at all, and only responded lightly, "I understand. For the sake of Lu Yunv serving me for many years, the body can be returned to our family. .”

Li Quan agreed and took the order to do it. Because he was afraid that Lu Yunv would be infected with the plague, he ordered people to put Lu Yunv in a coffin, and then sent someone to notify Lu Mansion.

Shen Que had a simple meal in Qifeng Palace, and when he was about to go to the royal study, he was suddenly called away by the maid next to the Queen Mother.

Zhuying saw Zhu Ci leaning on the couch with no interest, and the smile on her face faded a bit.

"Master, what's going on? You don't look happy?"

"I don't know what's wrong with me? Logically speaking, I should be happy after getting rid of Lu Yunv, but I don't know why I feel so stuck in my heart."

Zhu Ci thought that she was not a kind person, but the death of Lu Yunu not only did not make her feel happy or relieved, but made her inexplicably sad.

Zhuying paused and said, "Master, don't think too much. Lu Yunv deserves what she has today. It was she who harmed the master first, so he had no choice but to retaliate in kind."

"Maybe I shouldn't let the mouse kill her. She was pregnant with a freak, and she was demoted by the emperor. There is almost no possibility of regaining his favor again. Maybe I should let her live in the cold palace and live a hasty life instead of choosing In this way."

Zhu Ci didn't know how she came here. She clearly thought about the stakes, and she didn't show any mercy when she ordered people to sneak the mice into the Chunxi Palace.

Why did Lu Yunv die? She suddenly wondered if she was too cruel.

"Master, even if you don't do this, you kindly let Lu Yunu go. But others won't let you live a good life. There will definitely be someone who secretly instigates Lu Yunu, and then it will be Master who loses his life. "

Zhuying could understand Zhu Ci's feelings, and it would be uncomfortable if someone's life was on his hands. But only by doing this can the master protect himself. If Lu Yunv hadn't come to provoke the master first, how could the master attack her.

Zhuying made a cup of hot tea and handed it over, "Master, don't you often say that instead of giving others a chance to harm you, it is better to strike first. Master, you are just protecting yourself, what's wrong with protecting yourself."

It's not you who's wrong. What is wrong is this world, this palace that eats people without spitting out their bones. "

Zhu Ci took the tea and took a sip, her heart gradually warmed up. She didn't understand what Zhuying said. If she was a native of Dayan and didn't come here through time, she might not have any feelings about the death of Lu Yunu.

But it happened that she had traveled through time, and she felt an inexplicable sense of guilt for Lu Yunu's death. Although this is not the first time she has harmed someone, she has also killed Jingyue before.

Zhuying said: "They say that if you are in a bad mood, you will feel happy if you eat something sweet. I see that there are hawthorns in the small kitchen. I will go and make some hawthorn cake for my master."

Zhu Ci nodded, holding the teacup in a daze. Zhuying went to the small kitchen alone and found the hawthorns and washed them.

Hongxiu walked in through the curtain, "What are you doing? Let me help you."

Zhuying raised her eyes and glanced at her, then smiled and said, "I'm going to make some hawthorn cakes for my master. Please help me light the fire."

"The emperor is so kind to his master. In this month, apart from staying at Yongfu Palace and Zhaoyang Palace, the emperor has come to Qifeng Palace the most."

Hong Xiu quickly lit the fire, "When my master becomes pregnant in the future, and I give birth to a prince for the emperor, the emperor will definitely promote my son to his position."

"Princess is fine too, but who says it has to be the prince's? But we haven't decided on this matter yet. It also depends on fate, and it can't be achieved by forcing it."