Self-cultivation of Kuaichuan Green Tea

Chapter 19 The First Mission World (18)

After learning the news of the Empress Dowager's illness, Qu Lingyuan stayed in the room, depressed, and the other court ladies didn't have much impression of her, so they didn't talk to her, and chatted aside.

"Didn't the regent go to the north to fight?" a court lady whispered.

"Yeah, is it over so soon? I just saw him enter the main hall." Another maid also whispered together.

After only hearing these two sentences, Qu Lingyuan cheered up immediately.

"Yi Ling! He's back?" Qu Lingyuan was listless just now, but suddenly felt like getting bloody.

"You can go and see for yourself." Yi Ling didn't even look at her stupid look.

For the first time in two days, Qu Lingyuan walked out of the maid's room, avoiding other people's eyes, and ran to the main hall.

Before entering the room, Qu Lingyuan thought for a while and took off the mask on her face, otherwise she really couldn't explain where it came from.

Inside the house, Shen Qingmo was looking at the empty room in a daze. He was always alert, immersed in his own world, and he didn't even notice that someone appeared behind him.

really him
It may be a psychological effect, Qu Lingyuan always felt a little bleak looking at Shen Qingmo's back, stretched out her arms, and hugged his neck from behind, as soon as she got close to him, Qu Lingyuan felt at ease.

"It's okay. You're fine." Qu Lingyuan rubbed against his shoulder, her voice trembling softly.

"Yuan'er?" Shen Qingmo's body was stiff and she didn't dare to turn her head, for fear that this was all a picture he imagined because of excessive thoughts.

"It's me, I'm not dead." Qu Lingyuan guessed that Shen Qingmo probably knew about the fake death she designed, so she explained.

As soon as the words fell, the man in front of him with his back to her suddenly turned around and hugged her in his arms, almost rubbing her into his body with so much strength.

"You're not dead, you're not dead, that's great," Shen Qingmo felt a little unbearable in the joy of being lost and regained. She didn't know how to express her emotions, so she could only hug her tightly, "I don't want to leave you anymore .”

After quietly letting him hug her for a while, Qu Lingyuan dragged herself out of his arms, there are more important things to do now.

"Brother Jiu, let's go see the queen mother, she is under house arrest, and I have designed a fake death, I guess she is not in a good condition now," Qu Lingyuan blamed herself again, "If I had known that you would come back like this Earlier, I wouldn't have planned to fake my death, and make the queen mother sad, and it didn't help me much."

Shen Qingmo knocked Qu Lingyuan on the head: "You are right, what if I am delayed by the war and can't come back? Is it possible that you are going to squat in that dark prison forever? Stay in the emperor's house." In your hand, become a bargaining chip to threaten me?"

"He threatened you with me?" Qu Lingyuan looked up in surprise, she always thought that the emperor really just wanted her to make a kiss.

"Yes."

On the way to Changle Palace, Shen Qingmo told Qu Lingyuan all about Shen Xiaoyi's conspiracy.

"It's really not a thing." Qu Lingyuan wanted to replace Shen Xiaoyi with the soldiers who died unjustly.

It's fine to be an emperor if he doesn't love the people, but it's too much to harm the people.

"Also, Yuan'er, when I'm not around, taking care of yourself is the greatest help to me, so don't feel that you can't help, you've done enough."

Holding Qu Lingyuan's little hand, Shen Qingmo comforted her slowly.

He didn't want Qu Lingyuan to be concerned about this matter, this was not something she should work hard for.

"En." Qu Lingyuan nodded in self-abandonment, silently accepting the more or less masculine setting of the ancient male protagonist, consciously treating herself as a small waste.

Although dreams are necessary, but about strong women, let’s wait for other worlds to talk about them~
After a lot of thinking, when she arrived at Changle Palace, Qu Lingyuan felt that she had never walked so fast since she came to this world, and she dared not run, but it is not too much to describe it as brisk walking.

"Mother!" Qu Lingyuan threw herself at the pale empress dowager lying on the bed, shedding tears before she could say anything, "Mother, why are you sick? It's because of your daughter's fault, which made you sad. .”

The Empress Dowager's half-closed eyes widened in surprise when she heard Qu Lingyuan's voice: "Yuan'er?"

She called out hesitantly, feeling like she was dreaming.

"It's Yuan'er, Queen Mother, look, my daughter is not dead, she is alive and well." Qu Lingyuan took the Empress Dowager's hand and pressed her cheek against her palm.

Feeling the warmth of the body in front of her, the Empress Dowager finally believed that she was still alive and well, and tried her best to half-sit up from the bed, hugged Qu Lingyuan and sobbed.

After finally comforting the Empress Dowager, the imperial physician sent by Shen Qingmo also arrived.

The imperial doctor stroked his white beard, took a slow look at Qu Lingyuan, and said with a smile: "The empress dowager, it's a heart attack, and the eldest princess is back, so the empress dowager will recover on her own. "

Qu Lingyuan was naturally overjoyed when she heard this, and the imperial physician just prescribed some healing medicine and left with the box.

At noon, Shen Qingmo and Qu Lingyuan accompanied the Empress Dowager for lunch. The imperial physician had instructed that the Empress Dowager should take a good rest after letting go of her worries, so as to help her body recover, so the two of them left first.

Still strolling back to Xiyun Palace, Qu Lingyuan was always dressed in that palace lady's attire, and was paid attention to by people along the way.

Ruoxi and the others ran out one after another when they got the news, and boldly stared at Qu Lingyuan, worried that their master was still a whole person, it was said that the female corpse was torn apart!
Seeing her unscathed, Ruoxi also breathed a sigh of relief.

Qu Lingyuan knew that everyone was worried about her, so of course she didn't blame her, but comforted them.

"Princess, I will take you to change clothes." Ruoxi sucked her sore nose, forcing tears back into her red eyes.

Qu Lingyuan followed Ruoxi into the inner room, while Shen Qingmo sat outside and waited, only then remembered that the affairs of the previous dynasty were still a mess, and when Qu Lingyuan changed her clothes and finished washing, he was almost thinking about it.

"Yuan'er, are you willing to be queen?"

Hearing this, Qu Lingyuan's first reaction was that Shen Qingmo wanted to marry her to Shen Xiaoyi.

But obviously the idea is ridiculous.

"What do you mean?" Qu Lingyuan sat beside Shen Qingmo.

"Shen Xiaoyi has been put into prison, and all the officials in the court want me to be the king. Are you willing to be the queen?" Shen Qingmo asked again.

Qu Lingyuan blinked her eyes and remained silent.

"May you be prosperous forever."

She hasn't said anything yet.

"May you be loved by three thousand people."

Still speechless.

"Maybe there is only one person in your harem." Shen Qingmo smiled softly and moved her face closer.

"Okay." Miss Qu finally smiled and pressed her lips on his lips.

Everything went smoothly. One month later, Shen Qingmo's enthronement ceremony was officially held, and at the same time, Qu Lingyuan's empress ceremony was also held.

The ministers did not agree to hold the two grand ceremonies at the same time, but Shen Qingmo insisted on going his own way, and let the world clearly realize how much the new emperor loves the queen.

That night finally ushered in the bridal wedding night that Shen Qingmo had been looking forward to for the past few months.

You are finally mine.

The two looked at each other with this thought in mind.

The hibiscus tent is warm, the red candles are flickering, and two superimposed shadows pass through the layers of gauze curtains, so shameful that the stars are hidden in the clouds.

After a night of spring, Qu Lingyuan was sore all over.

Obviously Shen Qingmo had already taken good care of her body, so her movements were never too big, but she still felt overwhelmed.

"Morning, Yuan'er." Shen Qingmo gently kissed the corner of her eyebrow.

(End of this chapter)