Pampered Into Being The Empress

Mu Huai used to despise those mediocre monarchs who scoured the people for women and squandered money.

He lived for two lives, and was lonely and widowed to death in his previous life. In this life, with the woman Rong Xi, he understood those fainted monarchs in his heart.

Originally, everything he owned belonged to this woman, so she could spend it at will, and the feeling of rewarding her was amazing.

But Rong Xi has never been a woman who is extravagant and greedy for vanity. He never takes the initiative to care about him asking for precious gems and jade. She will use whatever he promises her.

Some people might think that after all, she is the daughter of a petty official. She hasn't seen anything good since she was a child, and her vision is not broad, so she is insensitive to these things.

But Mu Huai knew that Rong Xi really didn't care about this.

This woman obviously has the appearance of being soft and helpless, but she never acts to confuse the king. On the contrary, she is diligent and restrained, and her temperament is the kind of tenderness that men like. She is also gentle and gentle when she is on her own. .

His temperament is attentive, and he can also help him manage his internal affairs well.

Thinking of this, Mu Huai lifted his eyes and glanced at the beauty opposite with a little appreciation.

If she really has a mischievous disposition, then he might become a faint monarch.

Fortunately, Rong Xi is not.

Rong Xi self-consciously saw Mu Huai's look in her eyes.

I saw the man's thin lips pursed slightly, the corners of the lips clearly did not show any smile, but the jade-like handsome face was rare and gentle.

Rong Xi secretly felt that she hadn't said anything to this man, and Mu Huai's eyes looked at her with a little more spoiling for no reason.

The look in her eyes made her horrified, and Mu Huai's current performance was actually very similar to a dizzy monarch who was fascinated by the disaster.

After lunch, Rong Xi sat in front of the mirror stage in the side hall with lingering fear.

In the bronze mirror, her face is still beautiful and beautiful, and now she asks the palace maid to apply makeup to her to paint the kind of makeup that can show her age and grace.

Obviously recently, she felt that her appearance finally did not look like a disaster.

Rong Xi always knew that Mu Huai had always held power very firmly.

But before he was a prince, and there was a Emperor Zhuang above him who could crush him. Now he is enthroned as the emperor. Looking at the entire Qi Realm, no one can say more than him.

Although Mu Huai treated her kindly, Rong Xi knew very well that he still had a violent side in his bones.

Without control, it is easy to go to extremes.

His temperament develops better, and he will be a powerful, bold and decisive monarch.

If it goes badly, it is easy to become a tyrant who is aggressive and cruel.

Mu Huai gave her honor, and promised her love, let her be his queen.

Rong Xi didn't want his man to look like that, and he knew that being a disaster and a tyrant would not end well.

The beauty in the mirror is thinking and concentrating, with a slightly heavy expression.

Mu Huai had already walked to Rong Xi's body, and lightly covered the woman's slender shoulder with his big slender hand.

Rong Xijue put a heavy load on his shoulder, and then he came back to his senses.

She looked at the handsome and young face of the emperor in the bronze mirror, and subconsciously got up to salute the man.

Mu Huai pressed her shoulder with his hand again, and whispered, "Sit down."

According to the words, Rong Xi sat peacefully on the mahogany armchair.

Mu Huai stood behind Rong Xi, moved his hand from her shoulder, and stroked Mei Ren'er's jaw.

The temperature in the man's palm is slightly cool, his fingertips are slightly rough due to martial arts practice, and his body also has the familiar smell of ambergris that is loose and wide.

He stroked her chin, Rong Xi gradually closed his eyes, and his thick jet-black eyelashes hung over her white eyelids, looking obedient and gentle.

Looking at the little cat whose jaw was stroked by the owner.

Mu Huai's voice was low and asked, "Why are you sitting here?"

Rong Xi took advantage of the trend and picked up a Luo Zidai from the makeup box in front of the stage, and Nuo Sheng said to Mu Huai: "The concubine's eyebrows are a little lighter, and I want to trace it again."

Mu Huai knew that this woman was lying to him. She had beautiful eyebrows. She had never brushed her eyebrows or powdered them before.

Thinking like this, he held the woman's hand holding Luo Zidai, and after taking it into his palm, Mu Huai became interested and said to Rong Xi: "I help Xi'er thrush."

The man was holding a small piece of conch Dai with distinct digits. He looked down at the thing, but Ying Jun's frown frowned.

Mu Huai asked calmly, "How do you use this stuff?"

Seeing this, Rong Xi felt helplessly, and explained to Mu Huai softly: "Luo Zidai thrush eyebrows, no need to grind them, they can be painted on the eyebrows just by dipping them in some water."

After Mu Huai listened, he didn't understand why.

What kind of mess, drawing eyebrows is the same as rubbing ink, what women use is troublesome.

Thinking about it, Mu Huai called Dan Xiang in a deep voice and asked her to find some clear water.

After the fragrant pill was ordered, a small jade plate inlaid with precious stones was brought in from time to time, containing clear water containing rose dew.

Seeing that the man was still staring at the small piece of snail, Rong Xi was startled, so he took it back from his hand and dipped it with clean water.

She hesitated a little, and after thinking about it, she still said to Mu Huai: "Your majesty, it's better to paint by your concubines."

Mu Huai took Luo Zidai back again and replied solemnly: "I'm here."

Rong Xi knew that Mu Huai was interested, and it was not easy to save the man's face, so he had to let him draw her eyebrows.

She was just about to stand up, trying to make it easier for a man to draw her eyebrows, but Mu Huai held her shoulders again.

Mu Huai leaned over slightly, trying to draw eyebrows for Rong Xi.

As soon as Luo Zidai touched her skin, Rong Xi's eyelashes trembled and trembled like butterfly wings.

Mu Huai felt that this posture was inconvenient, so he bent his knees halfway.

Rong Xi closed his eyes, he didn't see the man actually made such a move.

But Mu Huai's move was extremely shocking in the eyes of the palace people.

The wise palace maiden did not want to disturb the emperor's solitude in the palace anymore, so he retreated.

Mu Huai didn't know how to draw eyebrows to women. He frowned and tried many times, but he still didn't know where to start.

Rong Xi only felt that her eyebrows were itchy. Although she squinted, she could feel Mu Huai's cramps.

After a long while, Rong Xi still laughed sweetly.

She opened Yingying's beautiful eyes, and grabbed the man's right hand, and whispered in a low voice: "My husband should stop drawing his eyebrows for his concubine. Later, the concubine will go to see Jue'er. This face can't scare him. To."

The two are very close, and the shallow breathing is also intertwined.

Rong Xi said this with a smile, and Mu Huai sincerely liked the way she laughed.

I couldn't help but think of King Zhou You who was playing with the princes in order to fight for the beauty.

At this moment, he could understand why Zhou Youwang wanted to make Bao Si smile so much.

Mu Huai felt that he had lost face in front of Rong Xi.

Rong Xi could easily see the man's thoughts. Seeing that there was no palace around him, he got up from the armchair, padded his feet, and kissed the man like a dragonfly.

She whispered to the man: "The husband is an indomitable emperor, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't draw eyebrows for women."

There is no timidity in Rong Xi's eyes, but the beautiful smiling eyes are fascinating.

The gorgeous grille leaked out of the window, and the slanting sun shone into the temple in the afternoon. Her pupils, which were originally lighter than ordinary people, also showed a translucent amber color.

Mu Huai's heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, and he snapped the woman's waist to get her closer to him.

Afterwards, both hands cupped the woman's slap-sized face, absorbing the sweetness quite strongly.

The difference in strength and stature between the two is too great, Rong Xi can only let him kiss.

Mu Huai was tasting her sweetness while secretly thinking that she was taller and it would be easier for him to kiss her.

In the future, she stuffed things into her shoes, and he would not stop her.

Rong Xi was kissed by Mu Huai, and his breath became more uneven.

The man finally let go of her at this time, with a deep sentiment in those cold eyes.

Rong Xi was breathing calmly, and he was taking care of his untidy clothes, but he felt that his body was suddenly suspended.

Mu Huai had already hugged her horizontally, striding towards the inner hall.

Rong Xi panicked and hurriedly said to Mu Huai in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the concubines are going to the East Palace to see Jue'er. Besides, it's daytime...no."

Mu Huai ignored him. After putting the woman on the bed gently, he whispered back: "Don't go to see Jue'er today, stay with me more."

Seeing the woman's expression at a loss, Mu Huai explained: "Seven days later, I want to visit the Qi realm to the east."

Rong Xi half propped up his body with a slender hand, and asked in a weak voice: "Your Majesty wants to tour the east? Will he bring his concubines?"

Mu Huai took off the four dragon phoenix crowns from her bun, and replied: "I asked the emperor, after you gave birth to Jue'er, your physique is still weak, so I can't take you with you on this tour."

Seeing the luxurious silk veil being gently put, Rong Xi suddenly panicked in his heart.

She never thought that Mu Huai would leave her for so long.

She asked again: "How long will your Majesty go?"

Mu Huai's tall figure fell away, and she had covered her petite tightly.

The remade emperor's mianyi and her queen's coat have already fallen on the carpet

Mu Huai lowered Rong Xi's hand covering his lips, and returned her dumbly voice: "For as long as one month, as long as two months, I will come back to Bian as soon as possible to accompany you."

When the two entered the inner hall, it was just after noon.

Now, the sky is getting faint.

The smoke from the furnace in the inner hall has a slightly sweet smell.

Rong Xi stretched his body, tears leaking from his eyes.

Mu Huai kissed the tears from the corners of her eyes, and passed them more leakingly beside her ears, using that sweet and soft voice with the woman, crying and calling him: "Huang Sang...Huang Sang..."

The man’s arms are already strong and vigorous.

Hearing her calling him the emperor again, Mu Huai Qingjun's face was forbearing and restrained. He straightened the small face of the woman's slap with one hand, and whispered: "Don't call the emperor, but the husband."

Rong Xi closed his eyes, there should be darkness in front of him, but now there are bursts of white light.

She lost the ability to think, obediently obeyed Mu Huai's orders, and said in a sweet and hoarse voice: "Husband..."

Mu Huai pecked the woman's small mouth like a reward, and then he held the woman's catkin with his big hand, clasped her fingers, and said: "Behave, open your eyes. This time I will be more vigorous and join me. ."

******

After Mu Huai went to court the next day, he called the Hubu Shangshu to Qianyuan Hall.

It was the first time for Hubu Shangshu to meet the new emperor alone. He felt a little nervous. After seeing the young and handsome new emperor sitting on the court, he guessed that he should ask about taxes or military expenditures.

However, the new emperor actually asked him about the unknown official under him-Tao Chang.

When Mu Huai ascended the throne in his previous life, he only amnesty the world, and was also busy training soldiers and martial arts, and did not travel east to stabilize his internal affairs.

In this life, he is not as eager to recruit soldiers as in the previous life, only to enclose land in the suburbs of Beijing, so that Yin Cheng first trains Daqi's existing elite soldiers.

Today Daqi has 20,000 horses, 500,000 infantry, 100,000 cavalry, and 50,000 bow and crossbowmen.

The military strength is only slightly stronger than Beiyan, and it can be said to be comparable to Beiyan.

Two years later, the drought was inevitable. Many people died in the previous life of Qi State, and the grain harvest failed, but the army cannot stop it.

As soon as the drought was over, the Ministry of Households handed in a note, saying that the population of Daqi had dropped sharply.

So in the year he attacked Beiyan, there were not too many young and strong soldiers among the soldiers, and most of them were veterans who had passed the year.

That year, there was a drought in the south and a flood in the north. He was greatly affected by the drought, and the country of Yan also suffered from the flood.

This was the purpose of his eastward tour. Mu Huai remembered all counties and counties with the most severe drought in Qi. As long as the drought is prevented, the impact of drought in Qi will be much smaller in two years.

By seizing this opportunity, Qi will be able to outperform Yan's national strength.

Tao Chang, mentioned by Mu Huai and the Shangshu of the Household Department, made outstanding contributions in fighting droughts in previous lives.

Tao Chang's family is a merchant, and his life is rich.

His parents didn't want his son to go into business anymore, so they asked him to concentrate on examining people, wanting Tao Chang to enter the court as an official.

But Tao Chang's thoughts were not on the imperial examination.

Tao Changdu likes to study farming and yearns for the life of the hermit Tao Yuanming.

Although he prepared for the scientific expedition carelessly, he still won the ranking and entered the household department to pay for the famous land tax.

Later, after Mu Huai reused him, he learned that Tao Chang had always wanted to be a farmer, but was overwhelmed by the then farmer, and his talents had been buried for many years.

Seeing Mu Huai's question about Tao Chang, the Hubu Shangshu replied respectfully: "There is an official like Tao Chang. Now he is in charge of the field tax in the outskirts of Bianjing, and his official position is Duzhi."

Mu Huai knew what the Hubu Shangshu said early in the morning.

He ordered the **** in the palace: "Order Tao Duzhi to see me in Qianyuan Hall."

After Tao Chang got the order, he was a little frightened.

He was a small helper, why did the new emperor suddenly summon him?

He is a small official, it is said that it is difficult for him to see the holy face in Qianyuan Palace in his life.

After Tao Chang arrived at the Qianyuan Palace, he followed the rules and bowed to Mu Huai three times and nine prayers.

After Tao Chang got up, he heard the young new emperor ask him directly: "I heard that you like to study farming on weekdays. You will compile farming books at home every time you rest?"

Tao Chang listened and blinked.

He secretly said that today's eyeliner is so powerful that he even knows the preferences of a small official.

Tao Chang felt a little panic in his heart, for fear that the sage would reprimand him for not doing business properly.

He replied with fear and sincerity: "The minister... is interested in studying farming and is also compiling farming books... but the minister has never missed his official duties."

Mu Huai's face was calm, and he knew that Tao Chang was afraid that he would blame him for malfeasance.

His eyebrows were stern, and he stared at Tao Chang, whose head was drooping.

After a long while, he finally said: "I called Tao Du Zhi to come to tell you in advance that you will accompany you when I travel to the east."

******

The weather was fine on the day Mu Huai left Bianjing.

Early this morning, he was awake before Rong Xi, and just about to get up, he saw the woman's small white hand tightly pulling on his sleeve, unwilling to loosen it.

Rong Xi was still asleep, but there were tears on his face, and he was crying and falling asleep.

Mu Huai cherished her in his heart, so he bowed his head and kissed the woman's soft eyebrows, and said warmly: "You are good, let me go first."

Rong Xi's consciousness was dim, he heard the man's low voice, and he woke up quickly.

After she got up, she felt that her face was wet, and her eyes were slightly surprised.

Mu Huai was going to tour east today, she actually cried in a dream.

She has lived so much and has gone through a lot of changes. She originally thought she was a very strong woman.

But now, Mu Huai was only going to leave her for a month or two, she was so sad and vulnerable.

According to Mu Huai's words, it would be hypocritical to be like this.

When did she become like this?

Mu Huai's expression was a little complicated, and he wiped away the tear marks on her cheeks with his fingers.

He told Rong Xi: "If there is anything you don't understand in the palace, please ask the servant Zhong Chengsong."

Rong Xi strongly endured the soreness between his nose and nodded.

Mu Huai patiently persuaded him: "The middle lord of the Imperial Forest Army, always takes his attendants to protect you, you don't have to be afraid of anything, I will come back to accompany you as soon as possible.

Rong Xi Qiang smiled, pretending to be calm, and whispered to the man: "Don't worry, husband and concubines will wait for you to come back."

The emperor’s east tour was huge, and soldiers and horses had already guarded the Xuanhua Tower at the main gate of the Forbidden City. Rong Xi had never seen such a scene before.

Mu Huai wore Shi Shuo Wu Bian, tall and tall as a pine.

The face of the emperor was extremely young and handsome, but he faintly carried a murderous determination that did not match his age.

Rong Xi and Mu Huai walked side by side, watching him ride in the emperor's luxurious car and behaved gracefully along the way.

From the perspective of others, the Empress Dudao and his wife are deeply affectionate.

Dust gradually rose on the ground, and Rong Xi stood in front of the towering Xuanhua Building. Seeing the east tour team go further and further, his mood was unable to calm down for a long time.

Dan Xiang supported her and, under the **** of a group of attendants, entered the palace from the Xuanhua Building.

As soon as you enter the Xuanhua Tower, and then walk a hundred steps, you will see the Zirui Hall with a bell tower.

The autumn is high and fresh, the sun is shining, and the setting sun is a bit dazzling.

Rong Xi closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, suppressing the tears in his eyes.

She kept telling herself in her heart.

Don't cry, don't cry.

She must be strong, and she must be strong without Mu Huai.

She couldn't let his Zhiyan down.