After running away, she was pregnant with His Majesty's cub

Oh open!

Shang Yuan snorted angrily.

The tyrant wants him to have a boy with his mouth!The crime of patriarchy is confirmed!He didn't even look at his own status, could it be that there is a succession to the throne!

wrong……

Shang Yuan wanted to pat himself on the head.

The tyrant... really has a throne to inherit...

He noticed that Huo Rong's eyes were looking eagerly across his lower abdomen.

Shang Yuan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, his heart beating like fireworks rising into the sky outside the window.

The tyrant's eyes were too revealing.

If eyes can make people pregnant, Shang Yuan feels that he has a big belly now.

So... the tyrant forgave his crimes and let him enter the palace. Could it be that he was expecting him to give birth to a prince?

He is an innocent male college student wearing books!Why do you have to bear such a sensational thing, woo woo woo——

It was rare for all the people present to see His Majesty amusing, and they all smiled so much that the corners of their lips curled up: "Of course, our queen invited out the Son-Song Guanyin, and His Majesty just happened to touch Yuzhang. Maybe tonight, the little prince will come. !"

The ancients often used the blessing of Nongzhang to give birth to a boy, and Xi Po's words are undoubtedly very appropriate for the occasion.

Huo Rong unexpectedly also bent the corners of his lips, his voice was hoarse and sweet: "Then the great cause of my society rests on A Yuan."

Shang Yuan clenched his fist.

hum.

I'm sorry, he sees the country dying.

Shang Yuan was furious.

He knew that it was not just as simple as entering the palace!

In this era, there are divisions between concubine and concubine. He has occupied the orthodox name. If the tyrant is not left with a man and a half woman, according to the tyrant's temper, how can he be easily let go?

The tyrant has always been fierce, maybe he will lock him in the palace, and won't let him go if he can't give birth to a prince!

Shang Yuan touched his chest quietly, and the child-avoiding medicine seemed to be slightly hot.

Go to him.

Tonight, he will secretly take the anti-children medicine, and the salted fish will lie on the bed, watching how the tyrant will attack the immobile salted fish...

The crowd was noisy, but Huo Congran was always standing outside the crowd.

Looking at the scene where everyone was joking around Huo Rong and Shang Yuan, a heavy haze flashed in his eyes.

He thought he didn't care.

But now seeing his fiancée talking and laughing at Yanyan in front of him, Huo Congran couldn't tell whether the surge in his heart was regret or humiliation.

Even when Huo Rong entered the palace with a sword and threatened him to hand over all the soldiers and horses of the East Palace, he was not embarrassed at this moment.

Huo Congran took a deep breath, and what Shang Que said flashed through his mind.

Yes, it's still a long time. Shang Yuan followed him for five years. Although his mind has changed suddenly now, those five years still really existed.

He didn't believe that the bits and pieces left in these five years could leave no cracks in Huo Rong's heart.

When the sky darkened, everyone resigned tactfully.

A young eunuch who had been serving for a long time stepped forward to help Shang Yuan take off his crown and wedding clothes.

Huo Rong's eyes stopped calmly on the figure of his new wife.

Shang Yuan painted his eyebrows today, and put on a layer of lip balm, his already clear cheeks became more eye-catching, and the red candle shook slightly, coating his thin eye ends with a layer of crimson.

It reminds me of the appearance of the boy when he was emotional in the military tent that night.

Huo Rong slightly raised the corners of his lips.

Putting aside the past, from today on, he is his little male queen.

Huo Rong's gaze was fixed on the little boy's back——

The little eunuch only took off the heavy wedding clothes for Shang Yuan, and the quilt outlined a shadowy figure, which became more and more alluring. Huo Rong squinted his eyes and glanced across the fair neck.

Sensing Huo Rong's gaze, Shang Yuan faltered and said he was sleepy, and quickly got into the quilt, covering himself tightly for a moment.

Huo Rong, who was reminiscing: "..."

I had to go to bed first and then plot.

Shang Yuan was wrapped in the quilt, moving his gaze with difficulty.

The quilt on the couch is full of dragons and phoenixes, mandarin ducks playing in the water, desperately hinting at the serious things to be done on the wedding night...

In fact, he and Huo Rong hadn't met a few times. He had just passed through the book and passed the night in a daze on the string. Now his mind is clear and his eyes are facing each other, sharing the same bed with the tyrant...

No matter how strong he is, it is difficult for him.

The night is silent, only the occasional crackling sound of dragon and phoenix candles——

Shang Yuan froze all over and tried his best to ignore the existence of the tyrant around him.

However, Huo Rong was lying beside him, like a wolf lurking in the dark waiting for an opportunity to bite.

It's just that I don't know why, but I haven't done it yet! ?

The silence made the breathing of the two of them clear and audible, and it was extraordinarily charming in the palace full of spring.

Shang Yuan cleared his throat.

He wants to take advantage of his quick-witted and babbling ability to break this eerie silence as soon as possible.

Secret: Try to talk about the past as purely as possible, so as to bring back the memories of the tyrant, and forget that this is the best wedding night! ! !

"Your Majesty, I remember how difficult it is to get up in winter! It's a pity that we had to get up to study at that time." Shang Yuan said in a small voice: "Now we don't have to be urged to get up early..."

Getting up early in winter, this is all the news he learned from Nanping before his wedding.

Shang Yuan was silent for a moment, looking forward to provoking Huo Rong to open up his addiction to talking, chatting with him about the past in the middle of the night, so that he can have fun without being eaten.

Shang Yuan paused, and glanced at the tyrant beside him from the corner of his eye.

But Huo Rong's handsome face is only hidden in the darkness, like an abyss that makes people unable to figure out the bottom.

Why doesn't the tyrant speak?

Shang Yuan became more and more confused, and began to talk more: "I remember that His Majesty wrote a good article at that time. He was outstanding in the Taixue and was most loved by his master. Now that he is on the throne of God, everyone expects his name to be worthy of his name." .”

At this time, blowing rainbow farts is definitely right.

Huo Rong finally chuckled in the dark: "Your Majesty may have forgotten that my throne was taken by the leader of the army, and the so-called master at the time even wrote a call to action against me. After I entered Beijing, several cars were broken. , and the rest will obey."

Shang Yuan choked: "..."

Finish.

How did he forget that the tyrant raised troops to usurp the throne, and he killed most of the masters of the Taixue...

The tyrant has so many betrayals, his whole body is covered with thunder spots...

Just such a flattery, and it was precisely slapped on the horse's hoof.

Shang Yuan got up from where he fell down, and laughed dryly twice, adapting to the situation: "Ah! That's right! Your Majesty has raised troops to usurp the throne since he was a child... Ah, no, I am a good young man who regained the world. I still remember His Majesty's riding and shooting bow. Ma has always been the number one in the Imperial Academy, and at that time the minister admired His Majesty's demeanor..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

Shang Yuan noticed that Huo Rong turned his cheek in the night, and locked on him with deep eyes.

His eyes seemed to be sizing up, but also seemed to reveal a trace of scrutiny.

Shang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, nothing could go wrong...

The original book did not describe the relationship between the original owner and the tyrant in Taixue, he just said something that he thought was safe.

But...he didn't know what the tyrant's relationship with the original owner was like at that time.

When recalling the past, don't say too much and you will lose. Tyrants are always sensitive. If something is wrong, then he is trying to kill himself by pretending to be smart...

Huo Rong chuckled lightly, his tone unclear: "Why, do you want to talk about the past with me?"

The little thing really didn't play cards according to common sense. He cooperated with Shang Yuan and deliberately brushed away the past without mentioning it. Someone dared to talk about Taixue with himself without knowing his life or death.

Did he forget all the things he did?

Huo Rong's voice paused word by word, with a hint of gnashing of teeth: "If the queen wants to talk, why not talk to me one by one?"

Talk one by one?

Why does this sentence sound like some comers are not kind?

Sensing the danger hidden in Huo Rong's gaze, Shang Yuan bit his lip, tucked his chin into the quilt and whispered: "That's not necessary, minister... I was tired from chatting just now, your majesty will go to court tomorrow, why don't you go to bed early .”

There was something wrong with the tyrant's eyes.

Although Shang Yuan still didn't understand why, his intuition told him that the past between the original owner and the tyrant might not be so pleasant.

Besides, the tyrant was just humble and pitiful at that time, and he had always been a psychopath. If chatting and chatting ignited the madness again, he would not even be able to find a place to dodge while lying on this bed.

Or avoid talking, sleep clean.

Huo Rong raised the corners of his eyes, watching the boy roll and roll towards the corner calmly, and stretched out his arms to pull him back.

Shang Yuan suddenly tightened his body: "!!!"

He crawled inch by inch like a little snail, and the tyrant grabbed him and returned to the starting point.

"On the night of the big wedding, the queen doesn't serve me, but she talks a lot about what she has and what she doesn't. How dare she go to bed directly?"

Shang Yuan's heart trembled, and he tried to calm down and said: "I remember that today's ceremony is finished, and the wine is also drunk..."

"Who told you it's over?" Huo Rong squeezed the wrist of the person beside him: "Since it's the wedding night, those are of course just to add to the fun."

The skin on the young man's wrist was as smooth and tender as cream, and the provocative little work of that night floated to the tip of his heart inappropriately. Huo Rong leaned over to look at him, his eyes gradually dimmed.

It was too hasty that time, and I regret that I didn't see clearly the appearance of the boy when he was emotional.

"Your Majesty, it's too late tonight." Shang Yuan wished he could put himself under the quilt and said, "I've been tired all day from the wedding, so I don't rush to take a rest first."

Huo Rong chuckled lightly, and his voice was low and hoarse at night: "Since you have entered the palace, from today onwards, you and I will be husband and wife. If this is saved, then that is also saved. What's the fun? En?"

Shang Yuan with red ears: "..."

This is what he said, and the tyrant used it to block him again.

Huo Rong's breath gradually approached, and Shang Yuan clung to the dragon couch: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, wait..."

In his mind, he quickly thought about how to get a little longer while not getting close to the tyrant's character.

It's simple to say, pretend to be a pure lover.

Yes!

Even if he took the initiative to show his favor to the tyrant, he would still use implicit methods such as reciting poems. It is conceivable that he is also a reserved little man!

An innocent young man who has not been through human affairs, even if he marries the person he likes, it is not too much to get acquainted with and deepen slowly, right?

Shang Yuan was eager to gain wisdom, and played a pure character on the spot: "Your Majesty, although I was close to Your Majesty before, it is different from tonight after all. I... I have never experienced such a thing. Although I am married, but... Can it progress slowly..."

As he spoke, he tried to widen his eyes, as if he was an innocent little man whom I still pitied.

What's wrong with Mr. Xiaolang, he just doesn't want to get pregnant.

Slow progress?

Huo Rong glanced at the wrench in his hand with unknown meaning, and said lightly: "Are you sure you don't understand this?"

Shang Yuan's scalp tingled: "..."

After all, he was in the account that night, so he was already unclean.

Fortunately, the tyrant didn't know it was him!

Shang Yuan collected himself, lowered his eyelashes and hummed: "I am immature about this matter, I hope His Majesty will tolerate..."

immature?

Huo Rong raised his eyebrows.

The immature who took the initiative to prescribe drugs?

Shang Yuan's appearance clearly shows that he is pretending to be pitiful and deceiving, but he still wants to watch him act quietly.

Huo Rong's voice was hoarse: "Really? Where were you three months before I entered Beijing?"

Shang Yuan's body froze immediately, and subconsciously said——

"Learn the rules of entering the palace at Chuxiu Palace..."

"Those rules just happen to be used tonight." Huo Rong leaned close to his ear: "If Ah Yuan continues to say that he doesn't understand this matter, I will doubt whether you have learned the rules obediently in the palace during those three months—— "

Shang Yuan's eyelashes trembled slightly.

It's fine if it's something else, what he fears most is the tyrant's suspicion of his movements during those three months.

After all, although the original owner and the crown prince colluded to resist Huo Rong, they had different positions after all, but the assassination by poisoning that night was a real unforgivable sin...

"Come up and show me." Huo Rong's voice could not be disobeyed: "In those three months, Jiaoyin Chunguan should have taught you a lot of rules, and let me see and see."

Before the queen and princess get married, they will be taught some rules of serving their husbands in the Chuxiu Palace, including the room between the beds.

Shangyuan Petrochemical: "..."

This is not wrong, but he... can't do it at all!

The Chuxiu Palace will indeed talk about how to please and serve the monarch as a queen, but he is not in the Chuxiu Palace at all, so how can he talk about demonstrations?

If we really talk about knowledge, it was once he and Huo Rong had a good time, and the tyrant's methods made him see a lot...

But he can't do what the tyrant did that night, isn't that the same as handing over the vest on his own initiative!

When he was in a hurry, Shang Yuan's eyes were smudged with a pitiful thin red, which was really moving under the light.

"It's been a long time, I really can't remember..." Shang Yuan closed his eyes, and procrastinated in a soft voice: "In a few days, your Majesty and I will be more familiar with each other, and I will go to learn... After learning again To serve His Majesty..."

After saying a word, the tips of his ears turned red.

The tyrant is busy with state affairs, and he will forget about these things after a while.

In the silence of the night, Huo Rong could hear Shang Yuan's rapid heartbeat.

He pressed the corners of his raised lips, and his heart suddenly softened: "Forget it, learn the rules at night if you are not familiar with them, but don't you know the rules during the day—"

Shang Yuan's ears trembled, and he quickly probed: "Is there anything wrong with this minister?"

What night and day? He didn't go to Chuxiu Palace in those three months, and he didn't know that there are so many strange rules when being a queen.

Shang Yuan mentioned it again.

Huo Rong ordered him to be the queen, but he didn't send anyone to teach him the rules of the queen, and there was no role of queen in the original book, so he was really worried about being rude, making Huo Rong suspicious of his three Yue is not in Chuxiu Palace.

"Let's not talk about the other side, this title is inappropriate." Huo Rong said with a smile: "Heaven and earth have worshiped, and the cup has been drunk. When will A Yuan call you His Majesty?"

Shang Yuan was stunned: "Could it be that after marrying His Majesty, there should be a difference in address?"

The emperor has a noble status, he remembered that in the original book, regardless of relatives, they were all called His Majesty.

However, the original book does not have the role of queen.

Huo Rong looked at him meaningfully: "The people in the palace didn't even tell you this? As usual, you should be called Husband in private."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly approached and lowered his voice: "A Yuan is so unfamiliar with the rules, where did he go in those three months?"

Shang Yuan froze in fright, then hummed: "...husband... I heard from them at the time, but I just didn't get used to it for a while..."

It turned out that the queen of this dynasty called His Majesty so intimate, Shang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, but fortunately the tyrant unconsciously disclosed this matter to him.

If he didn't know about this after a few months, the tyrant might become suspicious of his whereabouts again!

Seeing Shang Yuan at his mercy, Huo Rong's eyes deepened, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

Before the wedding, he doubted Shang Yuan's purpose.

Thinking that he must torture this person so that he cannot cry.

But only tonight, I discovered something else interesting.

It seemed that he had gone through all kinds of troubles just to see the young man blushing and being bullied by him.

Bully……

Huo Rong snorted coldly.

As expected, he was too kind to Shang Yuan.

If you really talk about bullying, it's not enough to be called a husband.

"It seems that Chuxiu Palace didn't explain the rules to the queen." Huo Rong forced himself to press down the corners of his lips: "From tomorrow onwards, the duties of the day must still be fulfilled. As usual, the queen has to cook soup for me to warm her quilt……"

Bullies have to look like bullies!

If you don't make any fuss and ask someone to pay some price, isn't the position of queen queen given to you for nothing!

Shang Yuan already wanted to curse.

Who does the tyrant take for a fool?

Soup, warm quilt...

Is this the empress or the child bride?

Shang Yuan rolled his eyes: "Your Majesty is right, but as far as I know, the queen also has her own little jade seal, and she can read the memorial."

Of course he was not at all interested in reviewing memorials.

But the tyrant insisted repeatedly on his obligation to advance, so of course he had to fight!Defend your due rights!

Huo Rong's eyes darkened.

Sure enough, Shang Yuan couldn't hold back after all, and wanted to use the name of the queen to get involved in the government.

Huo Rong twitched the corners of his lips in the night: "The little jade seal will be given to you tomorrow. I am in the cabinet to discuss politics. If you are interested in listening, I will not stop you—but I have to bring your soup—" "

Shang Yuan gritted his teeth: "Okay, I will cook tomorrow——"

Isn't it just cooking soup to warm the bed!

The tyrant has no medicine tonight, as long as he is not as tough and rude as that night, there is nothing he can't do.

He did it!

In short, the belly will not be big!

It was already late at night, and the burning earth dragon made the hall extremely warm, and the vermilion smoke curtain gently rippled like ripples.

Shang Yuan was in a daze and gradually sank into a dream.

In the dream, he was doing well after marriage, and the tyrant never touched him a finger.

In the end, before he had time to secretly rejoice, his stomach was getting bigger and bigger, so big...it looked like it had been for several months.

Shang Yuan broke into a cold sweat in his dream.

That belly looks like it was there before marriage, and if you say it belongs to the tyrant, you are tantamount to admitting what happened that night. If you say it belongs to someone else... He let the tyrant grow grass on his head, and the tyrant can make his grave grow Grass……

I can only be careful every day.

But one night, Huo Rong cornered her and said coldly, "The Queen is pregnant? I'm afraid this child is not mine?!"

Those deep eyes made one's heart palpitate uncontrollably, even though Shang Yuan knew it was in a dream, he broke into a cold sweat from fright.

"No...not pregnant." Shang Yuan held his unconcealable belly in distress, shook his head repeatedly and said indiscriminately: "The dim sum in the imperial dining room in the palace is too delicious, I just got fat..."

The young man's thin eyelids were flushed with grievance, arousing pity for no reason.

"Eating fat?" Huo Rong stretched out his hand with a sneer, and covered his lower abdomen: "I locked you in this palace. After three months, we will see the outcome—"

locked in the palace?

Shang Yuan struggled: "No...don't lock me..."

Huo Rong never thought that Shang Yuan would fall asleep so quickly. He didn't feel sleepy at all. Seeing that Shang Yuan was sleeping very solidly next to him, he suppressed his unwillingness. He thought about letting him sleep well first, and then slowly figured it out——

As a result, the drowsiness just came back, and the person beside him had already lifted half of the quilt with his teeth and claws.

Huo Rong looked at the little thing who was restlessly sleeping beside him, and raised his hand to pinch his wrist.

The little thing was pinched by himself, obviously very nervous, and still muttering words.

Huo Rong raised his eyebrows.

Having a nightmare?

He leaned forward slightly.

"No...don't lock me, I'm not...pregnant..." Shang Yuan sensed that his wrists were restrained, and his voice contained a fragile plea: "I'm not pregnant..."

Huo Rong was silent.

Suddenly remembered that when he was in Taixue, Shang Yuan was extremely puzzled and conflicted about the matter of men having children.

Tonight's big wedding, I'm probably terrified in my heart.

Scared well.

Huo Rong raised the corners of his lips, and approached deliberately: "Ah Yuan is not good, what about the prince I agreed to give birth to?"

Shang Yuan was still in a daze in his dream, when he heard the words "birth a prince", he couldn't sleep right away, and he clung to him with hands and feet: "...no birth!"

Talking about his body is not honest, he is obviously so scared, but he still twists and twists and sticks it softly.

Make people helpless.

Unexpectedly, Huo Rong didn't take this opportunity to step forward, just closed his eyes, and slowly took a breath: "You, let go first——"

Shang Yuan was still muttering: No...not to give birth to a prince..."

Huo Rong was silent.

He said that he wanted Shang Yuan to give birth to a prince, but deep down in his heart he never thought about having a child with Shang Yuan.

Shang Yuan covered up all the old things, and after breaking off with Huo Congran, he suddenly became his own queen.

Until now, he has not been sure of Shang Yuan's intentions.

Besides, with all those past events out there, how could he let Shang Yuan have a child without any grievances...

Parents are eccentric and reject their young children.

The tragedy of his own childhood was vivid in his mind, and he must never let it happen again.

But Shang Yuan seemed to have found a hiding place, desperate to stab that warm and firm chest.

If he knew where it was the next day, he would regret it later.

Huo Rong approached, and whispered in his ear: "...I said for the last time, if you don't want to have a prince, just roll away and sleep on the other side—"

A certain person heard the words "not to give birth to a prince", but gradually calmed down, rubbed his eyes, turned over and went to sleep wheezing.

Huo Rong was the only one left who lost his drowsiness after being tossed about, his chest became hot from the fumigation of the earth dragon, and he took a sip of the herbal tea beside the bed.

and many more……

Isn't he already married?

What kind of herbal tea do you drink late at night? !

Huo Rong turned his head quietly.

Beside him, a certain instigator was sleeping soundly in his underwear. Maybe he felt hot, and unknowingly untied the tie on his chest...

Huo Rong quickly glanced away: "..."

If you are so afraid of being pregnant and can still sleep soundly, should you say that you trust yourself too much or your brain is not bright?With a sullen face, Huo Rong lifted a corner of the quilt, waiting for the heat to fade away.

On the morning of the second day, there were court ladies and eunuchs filing in to serve the emperor and empress to wash and eat.

One looks radiant, the other looks tired.

Eunuch Feng's eyes calmly glanced at the faint bruises under His Majesty's eyes, and then at Shang Yuan who obviously had enough sleep and looked good.

Surprised...

Could it be last night...

I can't see that the Queen is so capable that the invincible Majesty can't bear it.

Holding a handkerchief in his hand, He He secretly glanced at Shang Yuan, with a smile flashing in his eyes.

Looking closely at the queen, it reminds people more and more of the suet jade shining with luster. With such a fairy appearance, she will have face from now on.

Humph.

No wonder His Majesty looks too indulgent.

If you have a beautiful daughter-in-law, use it harshly. Your Majesty really knows no restraint.

He must have tormented the queen who was like a banished fairy last night.

Innocent Huo Rong still didn't know that these people were planning to slander him in such a way in their hearts, staring at Shang Yuan's waist with a jade belt, he closed his eyes.

That's it.

Last night, he let him go easily with his own hands, but today he is going to find someone to reason with.

But the instigator still had a face of peace of mind, and had no intention of appeasing him at all.

Don't you know that he spent a pretentious bridal night, exhausted mentally and mentally? ?

Huo Rong rubbed the center of his brows, and went to have breakfast with Shang Yuan with a cold face.

As usual, if there were elders today, the two should have gone to say hello together.

But now the Supreme Emperor is imprisoned in the palace by Huo Rong, and his life and death are unknown. Although the concubines are still kept in the palace, they are just decorations, and they are trembling every day.

Shang Yuan doesn't have to go to greet other people, the whole palace just needs to be with Huo Rong alone.

Breakfast has always been in charge of the small kitchen, and there are many exquisite and complicated tricks.

Huo Rong is diligent in politics, because he has to do political affairs, the time is a bit rushed.

The small kitchen has already prepared all the dishes that can be simmered slowly, and the dishes are served very quickly.

Huo Rong took a look: "Where's my bird's nest lean meat porridge?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, there is no way to prepare this dish in advance. The small kitchen said that it would take two sticks of incense to cook over low heat." Eunuch Feng bowed and smiled apologetically, "The slave has urged me several times."

Huo Rong frowned.

Because of his big marriage, his political affairs have been backlogged for several days, presumably there are many things in the court that need to be dealt with urgently.

Breakfast can only make do with it.

Huo Rong shook his head and said: "Forget it, let's go to the hall to discuss matters first."

Shang Yuan took a sneak peek and clearly saw disappointment flashing across Huo Rong's usually indifferent face.

No way no way? !

——The tyrant who is in charge of killing and conquering the country is still disappointed because he didn't have a mouthful of porridge! ?

Shang Yuan: This porridge is so delicious, he must not miss it.

Perhaps it was because Shang Yuan's eyes were too direct, Eunuch Feng understood it, and said with a smile: "After the small kitchen is ready, it is just right for the Queen to taste it today."

Huo Rong raised his eyebrows and looked at Shang Yuan.

The little thing hurriedly ate hard with a guilty conscience.

Huo Rong raised the corners of his lips.

I work hard, but someone sleeps soundly at night and eats well during the day.

Where in the world is there such a good thing?

Huo Rong's eyes glanced at Shang Yuan: "Where does the queen go after eating?"

Shang Yuan pricked up his ears vigilantly.

Huo Rong's words sounded like he was looking for trouble.

Hehe, it's just a bowl of lean meat porridge with bird's nest, and the tyrant is unwilling. There is really no pattern.

etc--

Huo Rong wouldn't be the kind of scumbag who would go out to work by himself and keep his wife busy at home.

Shang Yuan rolled his eyes, sipped the soup and said, "I'm going to the Chuxiu Palace, and then I'll find the instructor to familiarize myself with the rules of the Queen."

In this way, there must be no mistakes, and I can still make up for the three months of classes, so as not to be full of loopholes.

"Teacher?" Huo Rong said slowly, "Didn't I say yesterday that you are going to cook soup for me today?"

He paused, remembering the unwillingness to be dominated by someone last night, and snorted forcefully: "Send it to the cabinet."

Aren't those people still worried that he would be confused by Shang Yuan? Today, he wants to show these people that Shang Yuan has already been subdued by him.

Shang Yuan: "..."

He doesn't care.

It's just a stew, not him.

As long as he doesn't sleep with him or conceive a child, he is happy to let the tyrant have a good time.

After Huo Rong went to the cabinet aggressively, he sipped the porridge that the tyrant didn't drink.

Tsk, the bird's nest lean meat is stewed so soft and delicious, and there are seasonal vegetables for decoration, it's really a comforting breakfast.

On the first day of the poor tyrant's wedding, he ran to the cabinet without even taking a sip of decent porridge.

After Shang Yuan drank three bowls in a row, he left for the small kitchen.

The key is... what soup to cook for the tyrant?

Fortunately, there are recipes in the small kitchen, which are densely written with suggested recipes in different scenarios.

There are soups made by vassal kings, soups ordered by wives to enter the palace, soups that His Majesty asked for at night...

Shang Yuan: I just want to find a soup that can be settled within a stick of incense...

Shang Yuan searched for a while, but none of the scenes matched what he wanted.

I have to say, how can I say that these are all selected chefs who can serve in the palace.

This state of consciousness, even never thought of fishing! ?

Shang Yuan sighed, and his eyes fell on the column of "Soup for His Majesty's wedding"

——It seems that this has something to do with him?

According to the instructions of the recipe, Shang Yuan collected the ingredients with the help of the imperial chef.

Shang Yuan was so focused on making soup that he didn't notice how these ingredients made people blush.

But those people in the imperial dining room suddenly looked at Shang Yuan differently.

"Is this what the Empress Xian looks like? On the first day after marriage, she cooks soup for Your Majesty."

"Hee hee, don't you look at the ingredients prepared by the queen, most likely they used them too hard last night to atone for their sins..."

"Keep your voice down—you don't want to live anymore, even His Majesty dares to tease..."

Shang Yuan stared at the menu carefully, and then at the flames on the stove.

He was so engrossed in dealing with the tyrant that he heard not a word of gossip.

Fortunately, with the help of a few enthusiastic imperial chefs, Shang Yuan managed to cook a pot of... muddy soup.

Shang Yuan let out a long breath.

He, Shang Yuan, went up to the court, and down to the little queen in the kitchen!

Knowing that Shang Yuan was going to the cabinet to deliver soup, Xiao Jin immediately followed him and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, there are quite a few people in the cabinet today."

He paused, and coughed: "Also...His Royal Highness King Xian... I heard that this is the first day King Xian entered the cabinet."

He naturally knew about the past between the queen and the virtuous king, but everyone agreed not to mention it, and he would not take the initiative to bring it up.

But seeing that Shang Yuan was going to have a face-to-face meeting with King Xian, he couldn't help reminding him first.

Shang Yuan frowned slightly.

The cabinet is supposed to be filled by talented ministers, and occasionally there will be some trusted clans...

But Huo Congran is obviously not in this list.

Why did Huo Rong let Huo Congran take such an important position?

And just after the wedding?

Shang Yuan pondered for a moment.

In short, he is now the empress, and when he meets Huo Congran, he can't go wrong without squinting.

The cabinet is in the warm cabinet to the east of the main hall, the system of the dynasty, and confidential decisions are all resolved through small meetings here.

Today, these confidential personnel all have serious expressions.

Although Huo Rong has ascended the throne, there is still one thing that is extremely difficult.

Simply put, there is no money.

During the reign of the first emperor, everyone was extravagant and greedy, and had already lost a lot of money. Later, the royal family and the kings had disputes, and a lot of money was lost.

Although Huo Rong has pacified the country, Nei Li's family has long been in decline.

And now there is another earthquake in North China. When it comes to disaster relief, the first thing to bear the brunt is to have money.

"Your Majesty, disaster relief is easy, but the national treasury is empty, and the household department can't come up with any extra money..."

"Then watch the victims starve to death? Hebei is only a stone's throw away from the capital. If the imperial court doesn't care, those refugees who have lost their homes can do anything!"

"It's not that I don't care, it's just that the money..."

Everyone was discussing, when they heard rumors that the queen had arrived outside the hall, they all shut up for a while.

Queens are no more than queens, and interference in political affairs is not strictly prohibited. There are also some emperors who work together as husband and wife to govern the country, which is said to be a good story.

The queen came to the cabinet on the first day of her wedding, everyone didn't know the reason for Shang Yuan's visit, and held their breath for a moment to pay respects.

Shang Yuan kept in mind his role as a worthy successor.

He did all the things that the tyrant ordered him to do beautifully. In short, he could not satisfy the tyrant except in bed, but everything else could satisfy him.

What's more, Huo Congran is still here, he wants to act like a newlywed wife.

When Huo Rong saw his newlywed wife coming in person with a food box, the corners of his lips curled up to show face, but his eyes dimmed a bit.

The appearance of Shang Yuan carrying the food box reminded him of the boy who sneaked into the harem many years ago.

Shang Yuan didn't know what he was thinking, and took the initiative to lift the soup bowl happily.

Huo Rong stared at the soup bowl, his expression froze.

In the small bowl, tiger penis, mutton, sea cucumber...

Huo Rong looked at the Shi Quan Da Bu Tang: "..."

I don't know who was pushing back and forth last night so that he was so scared that he would not have a baby in his sleep, but today he made him this nourishing soup...

Could this be Shang Yuan's indifference?

There was darkness in Huo Rong's eyes.

It was his fault last night.

Feeling soft-hearted for no reason, being coaxed by Shang Yuan's words made her feel distressed, thinking about it in a few days and then slowly figure it out.

Now it's Shang Yuan who doesn't know how to live or die to take the initiative to start the fire, if he doesn't know how to flatter him, he will be sorry for Tang.

Okay, very good, Huo Rong narrowed his eyes, someone is waiting for tonight.

Shang Yuan happily completed the task, ready to go back full of satisfaction.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Huo Congran's inquisitive expression, staring at his bowl of soup, as if he was studying whether it was true or just acting.

Shang Yuan sneered in his heart.

Maybe even now, Huo Congran still thinks that marrying the tyrant is an expedient measure, to clear the way for him.

Shang Yuan will not let the scumbag be proud.

Shang Yuan looked at Huo Rong's face from the side, and said in a soft voice: "This soup is boiled by myself. If your majesty doesn't finish it, I won't be at ease when I go back."

All the ministers present: "???"

The queen is really brave. The queen doesn't say anything to her majesty, but she still speaks in such a coquettish and foolish tone...

What was even more unexpected was that His Majesty was so cooperative that he really drank the bowl of soup.

What that soup means, everyone here naturally understands.

Oh, what a perfect tonic soup.

The two husbands sang and the husband followed, and they looked at each other, and they couldn't help but have wild guesses.

But no matter what, the married life of the empress is quite harmonious, presumably it will be like glue for several months.

After Huo Rong finished drinking the soup, a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

It is still useful to marry a daughter-in-law.

You are affectionate and I have intentions, someone boiled the soup first, it would be no exaggeration for him to do something tonight.

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