My Empress is My Bad Girl

Yan'er watched this scene, her eyes were a little hot, she couldn't help stepping forward quickly, and bowed down.

"The son-in-law gives the mother and the queen... the father and the emperor please peace."

In the word "Father Emperor", his voice was so soft that only Cai Cai, who was kneeling beside him, could hear him.

Yun Dai walked forward two steps, stopped again, looked back at Zhao Yuanjing, and gave him her hand.

If it wasn't for fear of causing unnecessary trouble, she really didn't want Zhao Yuanjing to wear a mask and come back here as a Northern Qi man.

He was once the master of this palace and the world.

Now he can't even accept his own son's prayers.

She wants to lead him over, is to let him face his son together.

Zhao Yuanjing's face hidden under the mask showed a faint smile, thinking she was superfluous. With his current temperament, would he still care about any outsiders' thoughts?

But he has always followed her in everything, and when he saw her stretch out his hand, he took it.

They stood in front of Yan'er and Cai Cai.

Yun Dai smiled and said, "Get up all the time."

Yan'er stood up, looked at his mother's queen, and then at the father's next to him.

One of them wore a drapery and a mask, and they couldn't see their faces.

Yan'er sighed secretly, but smiled on her face, "The queen mother will come back from a long distance, she will definitely be tired. First go back to Fengyi Palace to rest and change clothes, and the son will go over to serve soon."

"good."

In order to catch up with Qian'er's wedding, Yundai spent most of the day and night in the past half a month. Yundai had not taken a good bath for two days. The weather was hot and her body was indeed greasy and uncomfortable.

Baoxing and Tsing Yi have already arranged hot water and other things.

As soon as she returned to Fengyi Palace, she could immediately take off her clothes and sit in the hot water scented with roses, so as to relieve her fatigue from the past few days.

As for Zhao Yuanjing, he has Baoxing to serve.

Yun Dai leaned on the wooden barrel, smelling the familiar rose scent at the end of her nose, and she was drowsy, feeling a pair of gentle hands brushing her hair and pressing her fingertips on her forehead.

"Zhao Yuanjing." Yun Dai muttered with her eyes closed.

The tacit understanding of the husband and wife for many years allowed her to know it was him without opening her eyes.

Zhao Yuanjing gently rubbed her eyebrows and temples with his fingers, and said softly, "Are you tired?"

"Not tired, just a little sleepy."

"You can't sleep here, you can catch a cold easily." Zhao Yuanjing reached out and touched the hot water in the bucket. "It should be cold in a while, let Tsing Yiji add water to you."

"Tsing Yi will never forget this kind of thing."

"Yes, Tsing Yi has always been meticulous and appropriate." Zhao Yuanjing smiled, "Speaking of which, Tsing Yi is not a teenager with you, and her age is not too young. How did you plan?"

Yun Dai opened her eyes, looked at him from the bottom up, and said with a smile: "Are you afraid that I will die in front of Tsing Yi?"

"What are you talking about." Zhao Yuanjing reached out into the water and squeezed somewhere in her, "I know I didn't mean it."

Yun Dai smiled and avoided his hands, sat upright, took her pancreas to wash her hair, and said, "Why don't you ask Baoxing?"

"Baoxing is the father-in-law, no matter what happens in the future, it will be the old age in the palace."

"Isn't it possible that Yan'er won't allow the old Tsing Yi to stay in the palace?"

"Tsing Yi and Baoxing are different after all."

"I know what you mean." Yun Dai stretched out her hand, "Give me the towel."

"Turn around, I'll wipe your head."

Zhao Yuanjing picked up a strand of her long hair, wiped off the moisture with a soft towel little by little, and said without hurries: "Tsing Yi is in good health, are you really planning to let her die alone in the palace?"