When Rong Shaoyang woke up, the hour had not yet arrived, and the sky was still dimly dark, with a few stars hanging on it sadly.
Chu Yao frowned in his sleep, opened his eyes, and saw Rong Shaoyang leaning over her, looking at her with deep eyes, and saw her wake up, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Are you going to court?"
Just as Chuyao was about to stand up, Rong Shaoyang gently pressed her shoulders, and said in a soft voice: "I was so tired yesterday, you can sleep a little longer."
Chu Yao blushed slightly and nodded.
For a long time, Rong Shaoyang was still leaning over her. Chuyao was too embarrassed to close her eyes, moved her body in the middle, and whispered: "Aren't you going to court? Look at me like this, I How can I sleep."
The corners of Rong Shaoyang's mouth were bent, and the palm placed on her forehead caressed her brows and eyes, and there was a little tenderness in her usually calm and indifferent eyes, and he whispered softly: "This is very good."
Chu Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said, "What's so good?"
Rong Shaoyang didn't answer right away, his eyes lingered on her face, his slightly calloused thumb stroked her soft cheek, and said with a smile: "Secret."
"" Chu Yao pursed her lips, turned her face away and stopped looking at him.
Rong Shaoyang leaned into her ear and smiled lowly. Over the past twenty years, perhaps in these few days, he laughed sincerely the most, instead of hiding himself with a mask.
"It feels so good to see you when you open your eyes." Restraining her laughter, Na Rong Shaoyang whispered in her ear.
Chu Yao looked back at him sideways, held back for a long time, swallowed what he wanted to say, and just urged: "Go to court."
"At this time, shouldn't it be said that you are too? It's really puzzling." Rong Shaoyang pretended to be disappointed.
"If you don't go, it will be too late. I don't want to be accused of being a confidante and ruining the country on the first day of the wedding." Chuyao pushed him across the quilt.
Rong Shaoyang pressed a light kiss on her forehead, raised his arms, got up and got out of bed.
Chu Yao looked sideways at him after washing and putting on the dragon robe, his eyes darkened. Rong Shaoyang didn't notice at all, he stepped out of the room after putting on his clothes.
After he left, Chuyao closed her eyes and couldn't fall asleep anymore, so she simply sat up and got out of bed. The red candles from last night had been burned out, the candlesticks were mottled with candle tears, and the fire was still burning. She was sitting on the low couch beside the fire, looking down at the burning fire in the road.
More than a year ago, in desperation, she grasped at the straw, promised her body to Rong Shaoyang, and escaped from the Li Kingdom's palace to seek revenge for her mother. But half a year ago, what Xiao Jing said when she was dying, shaken her original unshakable belief.
Maybe, at that time, she really made some wrong judgments. The mixture of hatred and despair made her fall into a deep fog. When others gave a little light, she rushed towards the moth without reason.
If it is as Xiao Jing said, then what exactly did she do, the mistakes just snowballed, she couldn't stop, she could only keep going, and go into the deepest place to see the truth how.
The fire was beeping, and she had been sitting on the couch for an hour, when Liushu's greeting sounded outside the door, she just retracted her dazed gaze and responded.
? On the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the goose feathers and heavy snow were flying, and the winter plum blossomed in the wind and snow, standing against the wind.
Liu Shu led a row of palace servants, carrying toiletries, phoenix robes and accessories, and filed in.
"Slaves and servants pay their respects to the empress, the empress is a thousand years old." Liu Shu took the lead in kneeling down, and the maidservants also lifted their trays above the top and bowed their heads in salute.
"Get up."
Liu Shu got up, and everyone followed, put down the things in their hands one by one, and then backed out under Chuyao's signal.
Liu Shu waited on her to wash and comb her hair.
"A few days ago, I said that you look like a female official, but now it has become true." Chu Yao raised his hand and asked Liu Shu to wait on her clothes.
"Miss made fun of the servants again." Liu Shu adjusted the skirt and belt for Chuyao, and fiddled with the accessories on her waist with lowered eyebrows, "The servants will come to these things in person in the future, but today, let the young lady stand up first so that they don't bully her." The lady is nice, but she is slack and lazy."
Chu Yao lowered his eyes: "You can do it as you see."
"Tonight's banquet in the palace is the first time for the lady to show up to accept the worship of the officials, so she has to dress up." Liu Shu adjusted her dress, took a few steps back, and looked at it, quite satisfied.
"Winter clothes are troublesome to put on and take off. This is all I have. You don't need to change them at night." Chuyao walked to the table and sat down, scooped up a mouthful of porridge and drank it slowly.
"How about that?"?Although the young lady is still gorgeous in whatever she wears, but tonight is celebrating with the courtiers, and this dress is too simple. "Liu Shu handed her the silver chopsticks, and put the bone plate containing the hawthorn cake in front of her.
"You are afraid of the female relatives in the courtier's mansion." Chu Yao slowly took a piece and put it in his mouth.
Liu Shu was hit by her words, bit her lower lip: "Miss, aren't you worried?"
According to the rules in the palace, tonight is a day of universal celebration, so the night banquet is not only for the courtiers, but also allows the ministers of the DPRK and China to bring their wives and family members to the banquet.
Rong Shaoyang's new position, the position of concubine in the harem is vacant, and there is only the queen. In order to strengthen the power, all parties in the DPRK and China naturally want to send their female relatives into the palace. Although it is not the time for the general election, if Rong Shaoyang has taken a fancy to it, It's a matter of saying a word to anyone who comes in.
If Rong Shaoyang was an ordinary man, Liu Shu would not have to worry, but he is the emperor now, and the emperor has different things to weigh. Even if he doesn't like anyone, in order to consolidate the imperial power, it is necessary to win over some power in the court. So even if he didn't want to choose a woman, he had to accept the woman sent by the courtiers for the throne.
"What's the use of worrying? If I start worrying now, won't I be in this kind of worry endlessly in my life?" Chu Yao took a few sips and put down the bowl.
"That's right." Liu Shu tilted her head, looked at the remaining half of her bowl, and frowned: "Miss, don't you have an appetite again? This slave please ask the imperial physician to come and have a look."
"No need, it may be because of the heavy snow today, my legs and feet are aching, and I can't eat anything." Chu Yao raised her hand and was supported by Liu Shu to sit down on the soft couch, and put her legs on the low stool, Liu Shu gently pinched her .
Ever since the root cause of the disease fell, Xuetian's legs and feet have been aching. The imperial doctor had also diagnosed the disease at the time, and this leg can only be raised, there is no other way.
"It's snowing heavily today, and it's even colder at night. This palace banquet is really troublesome." Liu Shu frowned and sighed while pressing her leg.
"To Zhaohe Palace, I will take a sedan chair. I only have to walk a few short steps, so there is no need to worry." Chu Yao reassured.
Liu Shu knew that Chuyao had always been strong, and she would never say it unless she had to. During those days in the Song Mansion, she had already practiced to knock out her teeth and swallow blood. In fact, this is no longer necessary, but she can't change her temperament anymore. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com