Tyrant Pampering Wife Diary

In the following days, Li Xiao would run to the palace every day. Emperor Hongren was so weak that he could no longer go to court, and Li Xiao was asked to handle state affairs on his behalf. Although he didn't say it clearly, everyone knew that the next emperor was no longer Li Xiao. None other than.

After coming down to court, Li Xiao would go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, not only him, but also other brothers and sisters. Song Song also went there from time to time, but often they were still chatting and laughing, and Emperor Hongren was silent.

At this time, the room will be quiet, waiting for Eunuch Dou to tell them: "Your Majesty just fell asleep again."

On this day, Song Song passed by as usual, he brought the child's clothes, and the imperial doctor told him that if he could give him some hope, he might be able to last for a while.

He walked into the hall, greeted him and exchanged greetings with Emperor Hongren, who asked, "Where's Xiaoer?"

Song Songdao: "You asked him to act as an agent for the court affairs for the past two days, and it's not yet the Xia Dynasty."

Li Yang asked: "Do you want to call him back?"

"Normal affairs are important." His voice was as soft as a mosquito, and only those who sat close could hear him clearly.

He seems to be using all his strength to speak now, so everyone spontaneously stays aside and doesn't disturb him.Song Song also sat by his bedside, and the married princess loved the little clothes he brought: "Is this made by Jinyifang?"

"Exactly."

"This embroidery pattern is extremely delicate, did you draw it yourself?"

Song Song said with a smile: "It's a little free."

The women groped one by one, talking about the materials and the embroidery work. After a while, Song Song looked over and found that Emperor Hongren was sitting there quietly again. He was sitting very close. Noticing that his inner clothes were wet, he said softly, "Father, change your clothes, why are these clothes sweaty again?"

"Are you sweating again?" The second princess hurried over and called out worriedly, "Father?"

Emperor Hongren nodded, Eunuch Dou pulled up the tent, and Li Yang went in to help him change into clean clothes.In the past two days, he was always sweating, and the imperial physician had no choice but to change after getting wet. The cleanly dressed emperor met people again, and his sons and daughters sat around again. Li Yang sat beside him and held his hand , said: "Brother Dahuang should be back later."

They all tacitly did not mention the previous incident, as if it had never happened.

Emperor Hongren nodded again, his voice was like a mosquito, barely audible.

Li Yang approached him, barely heard a sentence: "Don't hate your brother."

His voice was too low for people around to hear him, so Li Yang agreed.

In front of Emperor Hongren was a small dress made for a child, he stroked it lightly with his thumb, and then stopped pinching it.

Li Yang noticed this scene sensitively, and called out, "Father?"

He yelled twice again, Eunuch Dou hurried forward, helped Emperor Hongren down, and said: "Your Majesty?"

He hesitated, and slowly stretched out his hand, ready to probe the other person's breath.

At this moment, there was movement outside, and he said harshly: "Brother Dahuang has returned from court!"

As the eldest son, Li Xiao, as soon as he approached, the people around him immediately gave up their seats. He walked all the way, stretched out his hand to hold Emperor Hongren's hand, and said: "My son is coming down."

Emperor Hongren's palm was cold, but at this moment, he gently shook Li Xiao's hand.

Li Xiao said: "Father?"

He never spoke again.

Li Xiao sat there quietly, watching the lines on his forehead slowly stretch out, his face was already withered, and he slowly shook Hongren's hand: "See you in the next life."

As soon as these words came out, several people in the room knelt down one after another, crying like rain: "Father——!"

Eunuch Dou reminded from the side: "Be careful not to get tears on him, cry away from him, don't let him go uneasy."

Li Xiao left from the bed, then knelt down.

In the Empress Dowager's bedroom, she has been staying in the Buddhist hall since Emperor Hongren became seriously ill, when there was a sound behind her, the personal nurse hurried in, she stopped playing with the beads, and she heard her mournful voice: "Your Majesty is coming down! "

Starting from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, servants, guards, and court ladies all knelt together, the death knell rang, and the whole country mourned.

On the day when Emperor Hongren was sent to the imperial mausoleum, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, the sun was glaring, the royal family's burial ceremony was too complicated, and Song Song was pregnant, so he did not enter the imperial mausoleum. Looking inside, I suddenly thought of Queen Qin, who was once so beautiful.

When she died, she had already been abolished as a queen, so she was not eligible to be buried in the imperial tomb. In the end, only Empress Zhao was actually buried in the imperial tomb with Emperor Hongren.

It is said that even her inscription was carved by Emperor Hongren himself.

They came with a guard of honor and returned with a guard of honor. On the way, Song Song and Li Xiao went to the palace and the palace respectively.

The succession edict has been announced to the world. Although he has not officially enthroned or put on the dragon robe, that man has already become the lord of the world.

Song Song looked at Li Xiao's chariot from inside the carriage, but he couldn't see Li Xiao, and he didn't know what Li Xiao was thinking.But because Emperor Hongren passed away, Li Xiao had to prepare for the funeral, was busy with court affairs, and had to cooperate with the Ministry of Rites to prepare for the enthronement ceremony, so he hadn't been able to talk to Li Xiao properly in the past few days.

Song Song had a feeling that the distance between the two of them suddenly became farther away.

He put down the curtain of the car, sighed, and went back to the palace and lay down, but he didn't fall asleep. He was a little dazed, wondering if Li Xiao had forgotten him, after all, according to the rules, after the enthronement ceremony is draft to ensure that the royal blood is thriving.

He also inevitably thought of Emperor Hongren and Empress Zhao. Although he kept saying that Empress Zhao was the only one, he still met other women, not just Qin Qinghe, Li Qing's concubine mother, Li Shu's concubine mother, including Li Yun's concubine...

Song Song shook his head violently, puffed up his cheeks, rolled up the quilt and shrank inside.

He thinks what's wrong with me?Before becoming a queen, I started to want to monopolize the emperor, which is not good, not good.

He forced himself to sleep quickly, but suddenly heard a voice from outside: "Your Majesty."

The previous His Majesty was Hong Ren, but the current His Majesty is Li Xiao.

Song Song's ears immediately perked up, and he heard the man's low voice: "Is he asleep?"

The voice was a bit hoarse, probably because of the busyness of the past few days, the previous voice said: "Prince Wang went to bed early."

Li Xiao is His Majesty, yet he is still a princess, how strange.

As soon as Song Song finished thinking, he heard Li Xiao remind him: "In the future, I will call you the queen."

The voice hurriedly agreed: "Yes."

"Prepare water, I want to take a bath."

Song Song was happy because of his correction, but was disappointed when he heard that he was going to take a bath. It would take a long time before he came to talk to him after taking a bath.

He blamed sullenly in his heart, but the sound of footsteps came over, Song Song immediately closed his eyes, and there was a rustling sound in his ears, and his breath gradually sprayed on his cheek, Li Xiao kissed him: "Are you really asleep? "

Song Song pretended not to hear.

With a chuckle, the bed curtain was pulled back, and the sound of the man's footsteps disappeared.

Song Song raised his hand and touched the place where he had been kissed on his face, and the thoughts of resentful women just disappeared in an instant. He waited patiently for about half a stick of incense. The man had a faint smell of saponins, lying behind him.

A pair of arms stretched out from his waist, holding him firmly in his arms.

Song Song's neck was gently swept by the breath, and he didn't hold back. He rubbed his eyes as if he had just woken up, turned around and hummed: "His Majesty is back."

"You just know?"

Song Song looked at him with half-opened eyes, and Li Xiao retracted his arms, and kissed him on the lips. The kiss was gentle and unscrupulous, and Song Song was panting from the kiss. He was sure that Li Xiao was still Li Xiao, not because he became the emperor Just don't want him.

With a firm heart, he complained, "You've been very busy these days."

"Song'er, please forgive me."

Perhaps because he was used to it in his dream, he changed his words very smoothly. Song Song rubbed his head against him and said, "Why did you come back to sleep today?"

"Come back and arrange things."

"what's up?"

"I'm going to move to the palace tomorrow, and you will be with me."

Song Song was stunned for a moment, and said: "You can leave this trivial matter to me, why do you have to do it yourself..."

"Family matters are not trivial." Li Xiao pinched his soft cheeks and said, "I haven't had time to talk to Song'er in the past two days. The way you look at me today, you almost cry."

Song Song blushed: "Who... I didn't care about this."

"Then what are you complaining about?"

"Who is complaining?" Song Song looked annoyed, trying to cover up: "I won't complain because you want to have a harem!"

"You really think so." Li Xiao grabbed his hand and kissed it on his lips, saying: "Even if there is a harem, Song'er must be the biggest, well, don't be jealous."

"I didn't..." Song Song couldn't help being angry again, but because of Li Xiao's identity, his anger was not obvious: "Who will be the boss of your harem."

"Then you want to be the youngest?"

Song Song looked at him all of a sudden, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Li Xiao didn't coax him, he said: "Do you have something to say?"

Song Song lowered his eyelashes and said, "No."

"So you really want to be a little concubine?" Li Xiao said deliberately: "Then it seems that I have to marry another queen. If Songer's ambition is not here, isn't there no one to manage the harem?"

Song Song didn't say a word, but his mouth slowly flattened: "It's none of my business, you are His Majesty, and whoever wants to be the boss can be the boss. What right do I have to say?"

Li Xiao stared at his wet eyelashes, slowly raised his hand, and poked him on the face. The soft touch felt good, just like his well-behaved, submissive good temper.

He was obviously like a little hedgehog when he was dealing with outsiders, but when he was in his arms, he suddenly turned into a small dough, as if he was tempting someone to flatten and round him.

Li Xiao suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Song Song looked up at him, then shrank his head sullenly.

In fact, he understands that Li Xiao doesn't like him for putting his posture too low. He seems to think that if he doesn't follow what he said, he just doesn't like him enough.In fact, on the contrary, Song Song acted like an outsider because he didn't care what others thought of him. He cared too much about Li Xiao, so he couldn't help but lower his attitude, and didn't even dare to say too serious words.

Li Xiao said softly: "What a poor little boy."

The words seemed doting, and Song Song felt wronged on the spot: "I'm not pitiful."

"Little pitiful, he doesn't even dare to speak the truth, and I don't want to hurt him anymore."

"I……"

"Ask me one last time, do you want to be the boss or the youngest?"

"..." His expression was indifferent, and his eyes could not be seen through. Song Song looked at him for a while, blinked the red circles around his eyes, and bravely said: "I want to be the only one."

Li Xiao looked at him for a while.

Song Song lowered his head again, his fingers clenched his clothes tightly, but he held his breath, until Li Xiao forced him to kiss him again, with forbearance restraint, as if he was suppressing the emotions that had nowhere to vent, without losing She said softly, "Du Yi Song'er."

"As long as you are willing to speak, I will do anything for you."