Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 779
Seeing Zhao Xi staring at the parrot in the cage, Eunuch Sanbao whispered, "If Your Majesty thinks it's too noisy, this servant will let someone take it away."

"No need."

Zhao Xi withdrew his gaze, stopped paying attention to the parrot, and walked to the queen's bedroom.

As early as when Zhao Xi first entered Yikun Palace, Dong Han was notified by a court lady.

On weekdays, Dong Han would have to come out to greet him in person.

But today is special, not only the Queen's Sealing Ceremony, but also her and Zhao Xi's wedding night. After returning to Yikun Palace, she was instructed by Madam Xin to change into a wedding dress, and she also covered her head according to the custom. , Sitting on the Longfengxi bed, a hundred-child curtain was hung in front of the bed, and a big red dragon and Phoenix double-happiness curtain was hung above the bed. Even the quilt on the bed was also a big red hundred-child quilt, implying many children and grandchildren.

Zhao Xi didn't like excitement, so after entering the palace, he shunned all the maids and eunuchs, including the maid Xin who was in charge.

Originally, according to the rules of the palace, when the concubine was sleeping, there should be a female official Tongshi listening to the room in the outer hall. However, the new emperor's indifferent and strict temperament is well known to the whole palace. I don't want anyone present to disturb me.

If someone forcibly stays at this time, the consequences can be imagined.

After thinking over and over again, Mother Xin simply took the female officer Tongshi out.

Soon, only Emperor Xuanjing Zhao Xi and Empress Dong Han were left in the entire inner hall.

Taking the gold scales from the tray on the three-legged table, Zhao Xi walked towards Longfengxi's bed, bent slightly, and lifted the red hijab on Dong Han's head.

After being bored for so long, he finally saw the light. Dong Han pushed aside the pearl tassel hanging in front of his eyes, met Zhao Xizhan's dark eyes, and slightly curved his lips, "Your Majesty."

Zhao Xi put down the golden scale, sat beside her, and asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

"A little bit." Dong Han replied truthfully, and then said: "Compared to Your Majesty, my concubine should not be so tired."

She said, pointing to the heavy phoenix crown on her head, "Can your majesty remove this for my concubine?"

Zhao Xi raised his hand, and gently took off the phoenix crown and placed it on the high table at the head of the bed.

On the table of the Eight Immortals, there was Heji wine, and the two small silver cups containing the wine were tied with a red thread. Dong Han walked over to bring the wine, and handed the other end of the red thread to Zhao Xi.

Zhao Xi knew what this wine meant, so he didn't refuse it, and drank it down in one gulp.

Dong Han watched him finish drinking, and then brought the silver cup to his lips, and it didn't take long for him to see the bottom.

There is no such thing as making troubles in the bridal chamber in the great wedding of the emperor and empress. On such a beautiful day, the spring festival should be worth a thousand dollars, but Zhao Xi was conflicted.

His first woman was Wan Qiu, who was raped to death by the eunuch after only one day in bed.

Although that incident has passed for a long time, the shadow it left on Zhao Xi can never fade away.

Knowing that Dong Han had been hungry for a whole day, he said, "I have someone bring you some food."

Dong Han saw that Zhao Xi had something on his mind, so she didn't ask, but nodded and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhao Xi asked Madam Xin, who was guarding outside, to come in and give some instructions. Not long after, a maid brought delicate snacks to the inner hall.

Dong Han sat down at the table and asked Zhao Xi, "Won't Your Majesty eat together?"

"I'm not hungry."

Dong Han didn't ask any more questions.

There will be a bridal chamber in a while, and the food sent by the imperial dining room is light food. Dong Han doesn't care too much about his appetite, so he only picks out the lightest lotus seed porridge and drinks half a bowl, and then asks people to take away the rest.

The inner hall fell silent again.

In the silence, Dong Han broke the atmosphere, "Your Majesty, I will give you a shoulder squeeze!"

She knew medicine, and could tell from his face that Zhao Xi hadn't had a good rest in the past few days and was not in a good state of mind.

"It's late at night, the empress doesn't need to worry about it." Zhao Xi said, "You rest first, I will go to the Qianqing Palace."

Dong Han knew that he was going to see the Supreme Emperor, "Would you like to be accompanied by my concubine?"

"No need." Zhao Xi had no clue on his face, and his attitude towards her was much colder than before.

Dong Han didn't think much about it.

When Zhao Xi was still the crown prince, she was imprisoned in the clan's mansion. She took Emperor Guangxi's token to go out to handle errands. From that moment on, she guessed the emperor's intention, which was to polish the prince so that he could be strong without desire, and stay away from the love of his children. Don't be swayed by emotions, and don't be too ruthless to lead to misleading the country and chaos.

She was taught by her father since she was a child, and she knew how to make choices in the face of big right and wrong. She had Zhao Xi in her heart, but she didn't put her children's love first. As a queen, she should assist him.

Curving the corners of his lips, Dong Han said: "Then your majesty will go early and return early, and my concubine will wait for you to come back."

Zhao Xi glanced at her, turned around and left.

But before stepping out of the gate of Yikun Palace, there was an eunuch in Qianqing Palace hurrying over here. When he saw clearly that Zhao Xi was standing outside the main hall, he knelt down with a plop, "Your Majesty, the Supreme Emperor..."

Zhao Xi's voice was slightly cold, "Speak well!"

The servant and eunuch knelt down, weeping uncontrollably, "The Supreme Emperor... has passed away."

Zhao Xi was silent for a moment, without any change on his face, "I already know, pass down the order, the whole city is on alert, and the bells of the royal temples and Taoist temples ring [-] sticks."

"Yes."

The eunuch wiped away his tears and stood up, turned around and ran outside again.

Zhao Xi raised his eyes to look at the dark sky, and quickly looked back. Just as he turned around, he saw Dong Han standing by the door.

"Have you heard everything?" Zhao Xi asked her.

"Understood." Dong Han nodded.

"Change into your clothes and follow me to the Qing Palace."

"The concubine will go here."

……

Song House.

After the young couple finished their worship and sent them to the bridal chamber, Song Yuanbao lifted his hijab and was not in a hurry to drink Hejin wine, but took Ye Ling to the Xiyuan ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, Song Dalang, the biological father of Song Yuanbao, and Wang Shi, the biological mother, are enshrined.

Kneeling on the futon, Song Yuanbao looked at the tablet and said to Ye Ling, "They are my biological parents."

Ye Ling heard someone mention it before, saying that Song Yuanbao was actually not Song Wei's biological son, but Song Wei's elder brother's son, but the Song family Dalang and his wife left early, when Song Yuanbao was still young, Song Sanlang raised him under his knees, When Song Yuanbao was older, he kept calling Song Wei his father.

She only knew that Song Yuanbao was not Song Wei's biological son, but she never knew how Song Dalang and his wife died.

But thinking about it, these things were scars that Song Yuanbao didn't want to mention, so she naturally wouldn't ask stupidly.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling put away his thoughts, kowtowed three times to the tablet of Song Dalang and his wife along with Song Yuanbao, then stood up, pinched a stick of incense and lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner.

"Father, mother, I married a daughter-in-law today, and I specially brought it here for you to take a look at." Song Yuanbao smiled and said, "Isn't it pretty? I chose it myself. I will give birth to a few more grandchildren for you in the future, and the grandson will marry a daughter-in-law again." Son, the granddaughter-in-law will give birth to a great-grandson, so that the Song family's incense will be passed on."

On an otherwise serious occasion, Ye Ling blushed as soon as Song Yuanbao's words about tigers and wolves were exaggerated, and she couldn't say anything in front of Song Dalang and his wife's spirit seat, so she just stared at Song Yuanbao.

Song Yuanbao just laughed, "Still shy, my parents want someone to know me, they might be so happy to hear me say that, come on, daughter-in-law, tell them too, tell them how many sons you are going to give me, let me know." My parents are very happy."

Ye Ling couldn't bear to listen, so she ran out of the ancestral hall with her skirt in hand.

The Song residence is too big, and Song Yuanbao was afraid that she would get lost, so he quickly chased her out.

When the two arrived at the new house, there were already many people waiting there, all of them smiling maliciously.

Song Yuanbao was ashamed, "I'm busy making a bridal chamber before the banquet is over? No one like you."

A classmate said, "It doesn't matter whether you eat or not at the banquet, the bridal chamber must be noisy. I heard that Mrs. Zhuangyuan once made a painting for our Zhuangyuanlang and put it in the dowry. I am so curious. Can't you take it out and show it?"

Song Yuanbao looked at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's mind was a little blank.

She didn't remember telling anyone about it, how did they know?
"Did you say that?" Ye Ling asked Song Yuanbao in a low voice.

Song Yuanbao swore to the sky, "The conscience of heaven and earth, that is a little secret between us, how can I tell others?"

"That's the bad girl Xiang Ning." Ye Ling snorted, "Let her mouth open, and sew her mouth up tomorrow!"

Song Yuanbao quickly coaxed: "Daughter-in-law, don't be angry, since they want to see it, just show it to them."

"Do you really want them to see it?" Ye Ling hesitated, she really didn't want to share the little secret between herself and her husband.

"Look, it won't lose a piece of meat. If you want to draw in the future, you can do it at any time. I don't mind any poses."

These words were too ambiguous, and Ye Ling's delicate and bright face flushed again.

She was so ashamed that she hurriedly ran to the new house, took out the painting scroll from the peony painting jar of Shuangfeng Opera, and was about to open it, when she heard the deep and heavy bell from the royal temple.

Everyone in the new house changed their faces.

"It's the death knell." Someone followed and heard it, "Something happened in the palace!"

(End of this chapter)