It was not until night, after Wangzi was put to sleep, that Cui Weizhen and Ye Zhenzhen had time to talk privately.
Cui Weizhen deliberately confessed the abnormality after returning from the Yamen. In order not to frighten his wife, he took it step by step and first told her the plan for her event: "Your Majesty has approved your plan. If you need help from the government on the day of the event, just go to the governor of the capital."
Send government officials to maintain order."
Ye Zhenzhen was not surprised by this result. She rubbed her body and nestled in Cui Weizhen's arms. When she looked up, she could see his strong chin and his angular facial features, which were particularly beautiful.
Ye Zhenzhen found it amusing and stretched out her hands to pinch his face. At the same time, she did not forget to ask: "Then, has Your Majesty agreed to your offer?"
The weak and boneless hands were messing around with his face, pinching his face here and there in a random manner, as if it was not a face, but dough that could be kneaded at will.
Cui Weizhen was both amused and helpless. He grabbed her restless hand and bit it gently as a warning before continuing: "His Majesty has decreed to increase the number of deputy Li Zheng, and the local government officials will be responsible for all salaries. He will be there about tomorrow."
Copy the Fa Di newspaper and send it to all prefectures and counties."
Ye Zhenzhen nodded. Since both memorials were passed as expected, Cui Weizhen's abnormal mood was due to something else.
While her hand was still tightly held, her fingertips scratched his palm and asked, "What else?"
Cui Weizhen paused, not knowing what to say for a moment. He turned around in his mind several times, and finally asked carefully: "Zhen'er, if... if you had never married me, would you have married into the royal family?"
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes widened in surprise.
They were not used to holding a lamp while sleeping at night, so the room was dark. Even if there was moonlight seeping through, there was only a dim glow behind the heavy curtains.
Her eyes adapted to the dimness of the night, and she was gradually able to see the outlines of the people around her, but their expressions were not very clear. After hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen turned over and lay on top of him, closely observing the expressions of the person beside her pillow.
He looked serious and calm, and looked at her without evasiveness. It didn't look like he was joking.
Why did he suddenly ask this?
Ye Zhenzhen was doubtful and frowned as she answered: "Why do you suddenly ask such a question? You have always known my temperament. I can't stand some red tape and rules and etiquette. If I marry into the royal family, wouldn't I be asking for trouble?
?Besides, besides you, who wants to marry a country woman like me?"
Cui Weizhen's tense face seemed to relax. He held her waist, rubbed her head with his other hand, and said with a different meaning in his tone: "Well, Zhen'erhe should be my wife.
"
His voice was low and lingering, as gentle as the night breeze, slowly blowing into people's hearts, ruffling a lake of their hearts.
Ye Zhenzhen trembled slightly, her forehead was against his, and her eyes met: "Did His Majesty say something to you?"
Cui Weizhen was not surprised at all by her keenness and did not hide it, saying: "Zhen'er is smart and intelligent, and her talents are not inferior to those of men. It is not an exaggeration to call her a good wife. It is a pity that you are already a minister's wife and cannot become the royal wife. Your Majesty seems to
It’s a pity.”
During the day, Emperor Xuanwu's endless "It's a pity" made him speculate for a long time. He thought about it for a long time, but in the end he only thought of this possibility.
Zhen'er's talents and abilities were so outstanding that even Emperor Xuanwu felt sorry for her. If she was just an ordinary woman, the emperor would probably just turn a blind eye to King Ke's robbery.
