Changning asked, "Hongxu, did Yartan and Unashi bring them too?"

Yinzhen nodded: "Bring them all. It won't hurt for the children to gain more experience. Just bring more imperial physicians with you to keep an eye on their condition."

"What about the Empress Dowager and the imperial concubines?" Changning realized that after becoming Empress, she had even more things to worry about.

Yinzhen embraced her, gently kissed the corner of her lips, and said softly, "Your Majesty, I will do as you say."

Changning glared at him and said, "You're so annoying."

"What's wrong?" Yinzhen had been too busy lately. Although he stayed overnight in Chengqian Palace, they only chatted under the covers. Now that the Fourteenth Prince had gone on a campaign, he finally had some free time to rest. Holding the stunningly beautiful woman in his arms, he became a little distracted and deliberately breathed into her ear, making Changning feel weak all over.

Changning nudged him playfully, saying, "You're getting on in years, why can't you be a little more restrained?"

Yinzhen grasped her hand, gently caressed it, and then leaned even closer, saying in a hoarse voice, "Where am I getting old? I'm still in my prime, full of vigor and vitality."

Changning didn't reply, because her cherry lips had already been sealed.

The atmosphere inside the bed curtains grew increasingly heated, and Yinzhen whispered suggestively, "You've been going for a run lately? How come you've lost all the fat on your stomach?"

Changning actually felt a little embarrassed: "Isn't this... a diet?"

"Why lose weight? Some meat is better."

...

After a passionate night, Yinzhen felt refreshed and invigorated.

Today he didn't have to attend court, so he could sleep in late, a rare treat. Looking at Changning's adorable sleeping face, as lovely as a peach blossom petal, he felt a little restless.

Changning was still half asleep when the man's antics woke her up. Her breathing was a little unsteady: "Ugh... why is it happening again... aren't we going to court today...?"

"From then on, the emperor no longer held morning court."

Another wave of chaos...

Meixiang, who was holding a basin of water at the door, had never seen such a scene before. The sounds inside were quite loud, making even a young palace maid like her blush.

She timidly asked Fubuki, "Sister Fubuki, this water..."

Fubuki, however, was quite knowledgeable and calm: "Take it down first. We'll talk about it in two hours."

Meixiang couldn't help but open her mouth wide in an "O" shape. Good heavens, is it going to take another two hours?

The Emperor and Empress are indeed very loving.

By the time Changning got up, the sun was already high in the sky, and Chuixue's estimate was indeed correct.

Yinzhen watched Changning do her makeup with great interest, and was also a little itchy to try it himself: "I've always heard people talk about the pleasure of drawing eyebrows in the boudoir, why don't I try it too?"

He Xiang, who was applying makeup to Chang Ning, paused, unsure whether she should continue. As a result, Yin Zhen snatched the rouge from her hand.

Changning beamed, her eyes still brimming with lingering charm: "You seem to be in a good mood today."

While studying how to use the device, Yinzhen replied, "I'm always busy with state affairs. I need to take a break and spend time with my wife and children."

Changning was overjoyed. Since Yinzhen ascended the throne, the two of them had not been this sweet for a long time. Every day, he was either handling state affairs or she was managing the harem. There were also so many children between them. They had not had any time to themselves for a long time.

Today felt like a chance to rekindle our romance; it was like falling into a honey pot, making my heart and mouth feel sweet.

As expected, Yinzhen has excellent taste. Although he has never drawn his eyebrows or applied rouge, he can paint!

He also carefully examined Changning's eye shape, drew crescent-shaped eyebrows, applied a light layer of rouge, and blended it to create a gradient effect, like the beautiful clouds on the horizon, delicate and dewy. He also casually used rouge to outline a blooming rose on her forehead, making her look even more charming.

Looking at the beautiful face in the bronze mirror, Changning was particularly satisfied: "The mirror reflects the flowers before and after, and the face and flowers complement each other."

Yinzhen smiled slightly: "After playing the sheng and huang, I lightly applied makeup in front of the mirror. Yaoxian is indeed beautiful and graceful. Why not paint a portrait of a beauty looking in the mirror?"

At this point, he became interested and enthusiastically pulled Changning's hand to walk to the desk, wanting to paint her beautiful self-reflection in the mirror.

Yinzhen's brushstrokes were incredibly fluent. His large, well-defined hands held the brush steadily, and with just a few strokes of his wrist, he had captured Changning's mood vividly on the paper.

It is said that the most handsome men are those who are serious about their work. Changning watched as Yinzhen calmly and focused on his painting, his posture as straight as a pine tree. The sunlight streaming in seemed to gild him, giving him a faint glow. He possessed a refined and elegant demeanor, as well as the inherent majesty of an emperor, making him truly captivating.

So handsome...

She's been married to him for so many years, and he doesn't seem to have changed at all. He doesn't have the out-of-shape problem of the chubby oranges in movies and TV shows. She can still feel his abs when she sleeps at night, and he still has a strong and powerful waist and abdomen.

However, there seems to be some change. If he was low-key and reserved before, never showing his emotions, now he is even more unpredictable, yet he also has a sense of sharpness and ambition.

Changning was completely mesmerized.

After Yinzhen finished painting with great flair, he turned his head and saw an incomparably charming beauty gazing at him with deep affection. Her eyes, as bright as stars, seemed to hold only him, and his little world consisted entirely of her.

This softened his heart.

"Silly girl, are you mesmerized?" Yinzhen chuckled, pinching her cheek. Hmm, delicate and smooth, it really feels good.

Changning was brought back to her senses by his pinch, and felt a little embarrassed. Really, how could someone so old still be so infatuated... Is it really true that one is like a wolf at thirty and a tiger at forty?

Seeing her dazed expression, unaware that her pinch had smeared ink all over her face, now her smooth, jade-like white face was covered with two black ink blots, looking particularly comical, which made Yinzhen burst out laughing.

Before Changning could figure out what was going on, Zhuiyu came over with hot tea to refill it. She was stunned to see the Empress's face covered in ink: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty...your face..."

Changning seemed to understand something and quickly ran to the bronze mirror. The next second, her wail was heard: "Ah! My face!"

After Changning finished washing up, she was in a bad mood. She had worked so hard to put on makeup, and Yinzhen had even carefully drawn the roses on it, but now it was all ruined. She glanced at Yinzhen and snorted coldly.

However, she wasn't angry for long, because the next second, Yinzhen took her hand and looked at the painting together.

The woman in the painting has a rose on her forehead, lowers her eyes and smiles gently, exuding a tranquil and leisurely aura as she looks at her reflection in the mirror.

Um……

Let's let him off the hook since it's so beautifully painted.