In the court hall, although the officials and courtiers could not see clearly and did not dare to sit on the throne, what the face of the nine-fifth emperor looked like under the nine-pointed crown, did not prevent them from being keenly aware of the great joy in the emperor's heart.

There were several times when ministers were delivering speeches, but they still didn’t get a reply from the person sitting on the throne. It was only after the court was silent for a few seconds that the person sitting on the throne finally spoke. In the past, most of the time, this happened because of the content of the report.

It was a sign, but now...I'm afraid everyone has a clear conscience, and this is because the Holy Spirit is distracted again.

As for who they are thinking about, it is also something they tacitly agree on.

What gave them a little bit of relief was that the emperor, who had always had a deep and difficult mind, seemed to be a little more considerate towards them and his courtiers. Even though rewards and punishments were as clear as before, he was less harsh and more tolerant.

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Of course, this tolerance is on the premise of not poking the saint's lungs. If anyone who does not believe in evil dares to provoke, the throne will not be merciful.

It really made them half happy and half worried.

Time passed quietly, and in July of this year, there were still voices in the court against the imperial concubine.

Zhu Jing never got used to their mistakes and punished them as they deserved.

Especially since his life in the inner garden was going smoothly, he did not tolerate criticism from anyone from his previous dynasty. And as time went by, he became less and less able to hear such voices.

Sometimes in the dead of night, he would be surprised to realize that he had broken many conventions for her, even some taboos that the emperor could not touch. When he was the prince, the man who taught him

The emperor's master warned him so solemnly and earnestly about what he could and could not do as a wise king. He recited and transcribed it, engraved it into his bones one stroke at a time, and used it as a warning for his future words and actions.

Over the years, he has followed the rules, lived within the bounds of Mingjun's rules, and never made a mistake.

But since her appearance, he seemed to have deviated from his trajectory.

She seemed to have opened a gap in his extremely disciplined life, and he stepped out of that boundary uncontrollably. Ever since he took that step, it was destined that it would not be the only step.

To this day, even he can feel that his emotions and desires are becoming more and more obvious, and even his actions are much more willful than before. For example, in the court, he will make life difficult for anyone who disappoints him.

He didn't want to delve into whether this change was good or bad, but when he held her in his arms late at night and felt the real body temperature in his arms, he would feel a strange satisfaction that could not be brought to him anywhere else.

After a sudden glance when he was young, he finally picked up a piece of colorful jade that he had longed for.

This kind of satisfaction comes from body to heart.

As summer passes and autumn comes, life seems to become peaceful.

Zhu Jing gradually adapted to the harem without the concubines to disturb it. It was clean and warm. When he came back from the next court, he would see her and her children. Seeing her teaching the children to do handicrafts, reading or playing and laughing, he would feel extremely satisfied.

The feeling of joy filling my chest.

Seeing the smile on her face, he couldn't help but smile too.

In the past, he was still suspicious and wary of her, but now these wariness have been reduced to a minimum.

The moment she was willing to take the initiative to hold the child, he felt that she was really willing to open her heart. He saw how well she treated the child, her tenderness and smile towards the child, and he could still tell whether she was sincere or not. came out.

And he believes that people can hide it for a while, but they will never hide it for a long time.

It has been nearly a year since late autumn last year, and she has treated them as before, so he trusts her.

After dinner that day, Wen Yin played with Ah Shen for a while, and when he felt sleepy, she let her nanny hold him down and put him to sleep.

At night, Zhu Jing held her in his arms and talked, including some interesting stories about Ashen and some unsatisfactory things in the court.

They were just like an ordinary couple, talking about their parents' problems and their worries at work.

Wen Yin is also willing to share each other's happiness and troubles with him before going to bed. However, when she hears things involving government affairs mentioned, she never expresses her own suggestions. She only uses words to soothe and provide him with emotions. value.

Every time she could vaguely feel his relaxation, as if he was relieved of something, and then she felt more and more that he had some kind of trust in her.

The crisp autumn air is the time to fly kites.

After Zhu Jing went down to the court, he saw the ready-made kite skeletons placed in the courtyard of Changle Palace. Wen Yin and Ashen were squatting next to them, holding bamboo silk and thin threads in their hands and waiting for signs, and he suddenly became interested.

"Are you making a paper kite? Come here and tell me how to do it." He rolled up his sleeves without taking off his court clothes, strode over, leaned over and grabbed the kite frame resting on the ground.

Wen Yin's eyes widened slightly.

Ashen heard the sound and called his father happily, but his father stepped forward and picked up the unfixed kite frame, and immediately exclaimed: "It's falling apart!"

With a snap, the skeleton was broken in the middle, half scattered and swaying faintly in the air.

"...Ha." Zhu Jing glanced at Wen Yin out of the corner of his eye, and the next moment he squatted down and quickly put the scattered skeleton in his hands back to the ground, "It's probably because you are weak and the binding is not strong, so I still have to take action."

This time it was Wen Yin who chuckled.

Zhu Jing held the thin bamboo silk in his hand and had no idea what to do.

The woman next to him had beautiful eyes, but she looked at him and smiled without saying a word. She was obviously planning to sit back and watch. He had no choice but to wink at Feng Baona.

Feng Bao wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had never done this before and how could he understand it?

Seeing His Majesty frowning, he gritted his teeth and was about to quietly grab a young palace servant to ask, when he heard a clear and graceful voice.

"You need to use thin thread to tie the bamboo silk here."

Zhu Jing looked back. He saw her leaning towards him, twisting a thin thread with her slender white fingers and handing it to him, placing it in his palm. Then she held his hand with her slightly cool fingers and placed it on his hand. It needs to be fixed on a frame made of bamboo wire.

The autumn wind blew through her hair and her face as beautiful as the bright moon. She was very close to him, and her imperial clothes and palace clothes were entangled in the autumn wind.

The two kites, one large and one small, were made all afternoon. They even ate lunch in a hurry, eager to finish the three kites.

The next day, Zhu Jing took a day off and took Wen Yin and Ashen to Linshui Palace to release paper kites.

Above the sparkling water, three kites were flying high under the blue sky. Two wild geese and one small wild goose.

Zhu Jing also had to do two things: he had to take care of his own things but also help Ashen take care of them.

"Father, the wild geese are beautiful!"

"Your little wild goose is also beautiful."

Zhu Jing said with a smile and turned his eyes to look at the person next to him who was carefully laying out the thread.

"I didn't expect you to be able to make paper kites. Look, the geese are really lifelike. Your skills are not inferior to those of craftsmen who specialize in making a living outside."

Hearing his ridicule, Wen Yin said: "What does this mean? I have made many paper kites for my young brother in the past. Wild geese are the easiest to make. Birds, insects, and characters have all been made."

Zhu Jing raised his eyebrows: "Character?"

Wen Yin raised her hand and brushed the hair away from her lips, "If he doesn't obey, I'll let him go at night."

Zhu Jing didn't react for a moment, but burst out laughing the next moment.

"I asked my teacher back then, why would he also praise you and lament that you were uncontrollable..." He suddenly stopped and after a few breaths, he said, "I have to tell Ashen secretly not to make you angry, so as to save the day." I'm scared of you."

Wen Yin glanced at him and continued to pull the string and raise the kite.

Zhu Jing looked at her focused profile. The way she held her line, sometimes pursed her lips, and sometimes relaxed her eyebrows and curved her lips, seemed to gradually overlap with the person who was running and laughing that spring day.

Wen Yin was concentrating on placing the kite when she unexpectedly saw a gentle body coming up behind her. She looked back in surprise for a moment, then met his deep and dark eyes behind her.

"Pay more attention."

He held her hand from behind and laid the thread bit by bit with her.

Wen Yin's eyes moved slightly, and she lingered to the side for a moment. She saw that no one was around her for some time. But she could see Ashen in the long corridor in the distance, walking to the side with a small paper kite in his hand. As he walked, he looked back. Feng Bao next to him was carrying another big paper kite and guarding it carefully.

"I'm very curious if you want to make a character for me next time."

"It's done. After it's done, I'll wait until you're asleep in the middle of the night to wake you up and read it."

Both of them smiled. Looking from a distance, the two people hugging each other and flying kites looked like an ordinary loving couple.

On a late autumn day when the leaves were falling, Changle Palace unexpectedly welcomed a distinguished guest.

Wen Yin was stunned when she learned about it. She really didn't expect that the queen of the middle palace would set foot in her place.

After regaining consciousness, she gathered her emotions, got up and went out of the palace to greet him.

The two of them sat down in the flower hall, and Wen Yin asked someone to make a pot of hot tea.

The queen brought a personal maid over this time, and asked her to wait outside the door after entering.

After sitting down, she exchanged a few polite words with Wen Yin, then brought some hot tea and drank it. In the next short period of time, she would occasionally say a few innocuous words.

After Wen Yin thought about it for a moment, she found an excuse and sent all the palace attendants around her out of the palace.

When they were the only two people left in the room, the queen put down the still warm teacup in her hand.

"The Queen, please tell me directly why you came here today."

Wen Yin got straight to the point. The other party raised her head when she heard the words, and Wen Yin also saw the haggardness and vague uneasiness hidden in her eyes.

After another inspection, the queen came today not wearing the royal court clothes that symbolize her status. Instead, she was wearing old ordinary clothes. There was no excessive decoration on her hair accessories, and she was very neatly dressed.

Wen Yin saw it and thought about the other party's purpose.

While Wen Yin was sizing him up, the queen couldn't help but look at him.

Years have passed, but the woman in front of me is still as beautiful as before.

From the moment this woman entered the palace, a woman's instinct told her that this was her biggest threat. Sure enough, for many years, the women in the harem came and went like a horse, but this woman stood tall like an evergreen tree. fall.

Now, he asked the Holy One to break the ancestral system, disperse the harem, and favor only her.

Now think about it, if a man doesn't love, he just doesn't love. It's useless for any woman to try her best. But if you really love someone, you can ignore all the rules and moral principles. Even the Nine-Five-year-old is no exception.

"I am just the daughter of an ordinary family."
To be continued...