Yun Zishu's eyes were filled with chills: "If you want to be dragged out to fight in the lively atmosphere of the New Year, you can continue to say stupid things, and I promise that I will not take your face into consideration."
Yun Chen blushed, and when he looked at Yun Zishu's emotionless eyes so close to him, he felt that the blood in his body was flowing backwards, and a cold air rushed straight to his head and heart.
"Come here." Yun Zishu straightened up and ordered coldly, "Since Prince Yun doesn't like this place, let's take him back to the East Palace and continue to put him under house arrest."
"The Empress!" Li Shilang stood up and finally spoke loudly, "We are the envoys of Dayong. We have come all the way to establish good relations between the two countries. How can the Empress treat us like this?"
Yun Zishu raised her eyebrows slightly with a cold expression: "If I tell you that the only purpose of inviting you to Dongyou is to use you as hostages, what else do you want to say?"
What?
The envoys were in an uproar and stood up one after another, with uneasy expressions on their faces: "This... this is simply unreasonable!"
"How could Her Royal Highness do this? Don't forget, in addition to being the queen of Dongyou, you are also the princess of Dayong!"
"Is the Queen trying to destroy the diplomatic relations between the two countries?"
"Yun Zishu." Yun Chen scolded sternly, "You are deliberately provoking conflict between the two countries and trying to create an artificial war——"
"You're right." Yun Zishu smiled coldly, "It's a pity that you have nothing to do except bluff anger."
After that, he coldly ordered: "Take them down."
"Your Highness, your Royal Highness, once the two countries go to war, only the people of the world will suffer. Please think twice, Princess!"
"Princess, the prince is your royal brother, a blood relative, the direct princess!"
The imperial guards dragged them out roughly, despite the hysterical resistance of Yun Chen and the envoys.
This Chinese New Year is destined to be special.
The palace lanterns flicker and the red lanterns hang high, and everything is filled with the joy of the New Year.
However, the guests who came to a foreign country seemed to be incompatible with the lively life in front of them, and began to miss their previous days in their hometown exponentially, especially after the Emperor of Western Xinjiang, Yun Chen and the envoy were dragged out, he sat frozen on the table alone
, my heart felt cold.
If he had never come to Dongyou, he would be more comfortable and at ease than the Emperor and Empress of Dongyou at this time. His palace is glorious and luxurious, his harem is full of beauties, and there are a few beautiful young people... In this new year,
He will live more comfortably than anyone else.
Why did he come to Dongyou?
Every time he thought about this, the Emperor of Xijiang regretted so much that he wanted to kill himself and the ministers who had not persuaded him to come to Dongyou.
Yun Zishu walked back to the phoenix chair and sat down, with an approachable smile reappearing on her face: "My lords are frightened. I will give you one cup of tea instead of wine."
The ministers didn't even dare to say anything, so they drank the wine in one gulp.
They no longer had the intention to distinguish what the wine tasted like when it entered their stomachs. From the corner of their eyes, they could not help but look at the emperor who was always sitting on the dragon throne without saying a word. I don’t know since when, the emperor’s words and deeds towards the queen were all different.
It was a completely conniving and even doting attitude, as if no matter what she did, he would support her unconditionally, and if anything happened, he would be responsible for the consequences.
The emperor really dotes on the queen to the core.
The music resumed in the main hall, and the dancers were graceful, bending their waists and fluttering their sleeves to perform a joyful dance. The ministers put down their wine cups and glanced at the queen's belly intentionally or unintentionally.
The queen has been pregnant for more than eight months. Maybe she will give birth to a prince in the next two days. If this child is a boy, he will be the eldest son of the royal family. His status is unparalleled and noble. No matter which concubine gives birth to an heir in the future, he will never be born.
Neither will surpass this child.
The ministers were thinking, the queen has been pregnant for such a long time, but the emperor actually has no idea of a draft? Now that the head wife is pregnant, isn't it the best time to fill the harem?
Could it be that the emperor was worried that the queen might have fetal convulsions due to her sadness?
But the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards are the norm. No matter how much the emperor prefers the queen, he cannot leave the harem vacant for her. Sooner or later, there will be a draft. Moreover, Emperor Wu's descendants are very few. When the emperor's generation comes, it is bound to have more concubines to open the palace for the royal family.
Only the branches and leaves are scattered.
It would be great if the queen's first child was a princess, the ministers prayed in their hearts, so that the emperor would have the opportunity to conduct the draft in an honest and fair manner - even if the emperor did not have this idea, the ministers would still have reasons to advise the emperor on the draft.
The royal family has an inexhaustible line of heirs, and one cannot leave the country with no successors just for the sake of the emperor's devotion.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sudden sound brought everyone back from their distant thoughts. The ministers turned their heads and looked outside, and at the same time, the voices of the maids outside the palace rang in their ears in amazement: "What a beautiful fireworks!"
"It's so beautiful, that one looks like an umbrella!"
"This looks like a flower! A rich peony!"
"Wow!"
Waves of exclamations rang out, and fireworks began to set off outside, and the fireworks would be set off at midnight, heralding prosperity in the coming year.
"Shu'er, let's go out to watch the fireworks too?" Si Cang put down the wine cup and turned his head to look at Yun Zishu. A gentle smile that only Zishu could see appeared in his eyes, like a deep pool, with deep affection and tenderness that seemed to drown her in it.
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Yun Zishu put down the tea cup and nodded slowly: "Yes."
The emperor and empress walked out hand in hand, with the ministers following behind, and walked out of the hall. Sicang signaled the ministers not to follow, and took Yun Zishu to the high tower alone. Only Leng Yue and Leng Shuang were behind him to protect their master.
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New Year's Eve is a time to watch the New Year's Eve, and the excitement tonight will last until midnight.
Sicang and Yun Zishu stood on the tower, looking at the bustling streets and the bright fireworks in the sky, lighting up half the sky. Both sides of the long street were lined with red lanterns of various shapes, and the sound of fireworks and firecrackers came and went, making the noise endless.
"It's windy here, be careful of catching a cold." Sicang held her in his arms, clasped her cloak, and watched the twinkling lights of thousands of houses with her. His voice was low and sweet, "This is our prosperous age. Next year,
It will be like this every year after that."
Yun Zishu raised her lips: "I guess after the New Year, the ministers will start to persuade you to draft."
Sicang said calmly: "They are making plans for themselves, so don't pay attention to them."
Yun Zishu really didn't intend to pay attention to it. Her and Sicang's ambition was far from just guarding such a small part of the harem. They still had a lot of things to do. The territory of Dayong was bound to be won, and the huge country needed to be carefully managed.
, their greatest responsibility and wish is for the people of the world to be stable and live and work in peace and contentment.
That night, fireworks and firecrackers were set off for half the night.
The emperors and empresses worked together in a prosperous age, and there is no need for many legends to praise them. It is enough that when future generations read the historical records, they feel that they did not let down the world in their positions.