After writing the letter, Yun Zishu folded it and ordered Leng Yue to hold it: "Let the ministers next door sign it."
Leng Yue responded: "Yes."
Yun Zishu turned around and walked out.
"Jiu Mei." Yun Chen looked expectant, "When can I leave here?"
Yun Zishu said calmly: "It will be fine tomorrow."
Yun Chen was delighted: "Seriously?"
"No need to lie to you."
Yun Chen breathed a long sigh of relief. Finally, he no longer had to be under house arrest here. After being imprisoned for so many days, he realized how precious freedom is.
However, he has not forgotten who was the culprit who caused him to be under house arrest for nearly two months.
Yun Chen stood in front of the palace door, staring at Yun Zishu's back calmly. He was wearing a phoenix robe and was really noble. He was surrounded by people, so beautiful.
Yun Chen's eyes gradually exuded a cold luster. When he returns to Dayong, all Yun Zishu's conspiracies will be revealed.
Even if Dayong's strength is not yet strong enough to compete with Dongyou, as long as they are fully prepared, it would be unjust for Yun Zishu to go back to seize the throne. If Dongyou really dares to be as unreasonable as the bandit, he will only be punished.
The siege of the world.
Let's see how they end up then.
Yun Zishu walked out of the East Palace and returned to the palace with Leng Shuang and others. The charcoal fire was burning brightly in the palace. As soon as she stepped into the palace door, a warm breath hit her face.
Yun Zishu took off her cloak, walked to the couch and sat down to drink tea. After a while, Leng Yue came back with the letter: "The adults were reluctant to sign their names at first, saying that King Jing did not go to fight, and they
To write this letter is to deceive the emperor, but there are ways for my subordinates to make them write their names obediently."
Yun Zishu took the letter and checked it over casually: "With this letter, we can contain Dayong for at least half a year."
Leng Yue smiled: "The Queen is unparalleled in resourcefulness, and my subordinates admire her very much."
Just as Yun Zishu told her not to flatter her, she looked up and saw a bright yellow dress passing through her eyes outside. She said calmly: "You all go down."
"My subordinates resign."
"Slave, please leave."
Sicang walked in from outside the palace, with a tall and tall figure, steady steps, and a natural imperial pressure exuding from his whole body.
Yun Zishu's eyes fell on his face: "Is the memorial finished?"
Sicang shook his head slowly and sat down next to her: "The new year is approaching, and there are many trivial matters, which can't be dealt with in a short while."
"This is Yun Chen's autographed letter back to Dayong." Yun Zishu put the letter on the case and leaned lazily on the brocade couch. "Do you think your father will doubt the authenticity of this letter?"
"He should be dubious." Sicang's voice was steady, "But even if he is dubious, he would only think that Yun Chen had tampered with it."
"King Jing has not returned for a long time. My father will indeed be suspicious. If this letter is sent back, he will understand the reason why King Jing has not returned. It happens that Dongyou has indeed raised troops in Western Xinjiang. In this way, the credibility will undoubtedly be increased.
many."
Si Cang hummed and said the same thing as Leng Yue: "The Queen is unparalleled in resourcefulness, and I admire her husband endlessly."
"You and Leng Yue are indeed from the same school." Yun Zishu's mouth twitched slightly with a subtle expression, "Even the flattering words are the same."
Sicang put his arms around her and rested his chin on her shoulder: "Whether he believes it or not, it doesn't matter. It doesn't affect the overall situation."
A letter only explained the reason why King Jing stayed in Dongyou and did not return. It could dispel Emperor Zhaoming's worries. Even if he was half-convinced, Dayong monarchs and ministers would feel that the matter was not that serious. This would undoubtedly continue to paralyze Dayong monarchs and ministers.
Be alert and buy more time for Zishu.
After the child in her belly was born and everything in the palace was arranged properly, it was the day when Emperor Dayong died.
"The weather is getting cold, and there is nothing to do before the year ends. It's a good time to have a good rest." Yun Zishu stroked her belly gently, her brows filled with a gentle look as if she was about to become a mother, "The child is getting older, and I feel that he can already hear
You understand what we are talking about.”
Sicang leaned over and put his ear against her belly, quietly feeling the beating of a little life: "Should we give him a name?"
Yun Zishu pondered: "What do you think it should be called?"
Si Cang said matter-of-factly: "You read more than me, so you can do it."
Yun Zishu laughed: "Are you serious?"
"Of course you are serious." Sicang raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes could not be more serious, "Aren't you more literate than me?"
"Don't you have the memory of the past life? Even if you don't read much in this life, you haven't forgotten the books you read before. The four books and the five classics, literary and military strategies, and the emperor's mind, how can it be difficult for you to defeat you?" Yun Zishu raised her forehead, "Besides,
You are the emperor, the emperor of Dongyou, and this child is your son."
"Maybe it's my daughter."
"A daughter is not bad either." Yun Zishu said, "If it's a daughter, let's call her Dongling..."
"Donngling Mushu."
Yun Zishu's expression condensed, and she slowly raised her eyes to focus on his face. For the first time, she felt that Sicang was also so...well, disgusting and tacky.
"Don't kid me." Yun Zishu said in a calm tone, "If you give me a name like this, you may risk your daughter not recognizing you as her father when she grows up."
Wooden comb?
What do you think?
Sicang thought seriously: "Then let's call him Mu Yun?"
Yun Zishu looked at him without saying a word, her eyes gradually becoming more subtle.
Si Cang chuckled: "It's better for Shu'er to pick one up."
Yun Zishu frowned, "Yao."
Dongling Yao.
"Yao is the sun. May our children be bright and bright, shining like the morning sun." Sicang nodded slowly, "Shu'er is still very knowledgeable, and even gave the child a name with extraordinary magnanimity."
Yun Zishu was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her eyebrows: "Sicang."
For some reason, Sicang always felt that her attitude at this time was a little inexplicably dangerous, and his eyes couldn't help but become more wary: "Huh?"
"You must have been holding it back these days since I am pregnant." Yun Zishu muttered, "I remember that high-ranking officials and powerful men have an unwritten habit. During the period when their wives are pregnant, they usually arrange for one or two concubines to live with them. You
I haven’t thought about it these days…”
"Shu'er Mingjian." Si Cang raised his hand and said in an extremely solemn tone, "My husband has never dared to have such an idea."
"I think this idea is normal. As a virtuous queen, I should even take the initiative to make thoughtful arrangements for you." Yun Zishu thought for a while, "How about arranging a draft?"
Si Cang shook his head quickly: "I'm not ready to accept the divorce letter Shu'er gave me."
Yun Zishu raised her eyebrows: "You have a pretty strong sense of crisis."
"Of course." Si Cang kissed her cheek, and his voice couldn't help but become a little softer, "I'm always worried that Shu'er will reject me, so how can I have any other ideas? Shu'er thinks too highly of me."
Yun Zishu's eyes filled with emotion: "Sicang, if the ministers see you like this, I'm afraid they will scold me for causing harm to the country and the Demon Queen. See what harm it will do to their emperor?"