Everyone in Lin'an Palace was also admiring the sudden fireworks, as it got closer and closer, and in a blink of an eye it was outside the palace gate, which was amazing.
"Who arranged this?"
Wen Yu pointed at Jing Ning who was running back: "Miss, I have sent someone to inquire, and here they are!"
"My lady! Outside the door are the servants of Concubine Wen of Yanxi Palace. They all said that they followed their lady's instructions and wanted to connect this good luck to our palace!" Jing Ning ran out of breath, but still tried to explain, "Concubine Wen is grateful for the good luck that Concubine Wen brought her during her pregnancy, and now she wants us to share in the good fortune!"
Qu Yuexi...
She was indeed very concerned about the royal heir. Every time they met, his eyes would linger on her belly. It was not so much a fondness for children as it was a morbid obsession.
Wei Shuyi remembered the Queen Mother's instructions: If such a woman gave birth to an heir to the throne, Zhaohua would definitely be targeted in the future!
The two daughters of the Qu family are not easy to deal with, so she can't help but worry.
"It seems that the fireworks are still the most attractive. I've been standing here for a long time, but no one is interested."
Xie Yanci's voice came from behind Wei Shuyi. She hurriedly turned around and saluted: "Your Majesty? I didn't know that Your Majesty came so late at night. Please forgive me!"
"Lady Wen's thoughts are always bolder than others. I originally wanted to punish her for not following the rules and setting off fireworks in the palace without permission. But when I thought about it..."
He deliberately stopped at that point and didn't finish the rest of his words.
She asked softly, "What did the emperor think of?"
"I thought of Yao'er's profile on the streets of the capital, staring at the fireworks in a trance, and I forgave her. As expected, I stood there for a long time, and you were looking up at the night sky."
The two of them had been at odds ever since the "ominous saying" came out.
In his opinion, Wei Shuyi's personality was sometimes as stubborn as a donkey, and he couldn't be pulled back. If he used force to force him, it would probably backfire.
Originally, the matter was settled and everything was on track. But she was still shy and felt that he was still blaming her, so she chose to avoid meeting him as much as possible.
Until time passes and both of them forget about the incident.
However, Xie Yanci had no patience to wait: "The last time I saw you was in Shoukang Palace. I asked a few questions out of kindness, and you had a long paragraph waiting for me..."
"Your Majesty, please forgive me! I was extremely anxious at the time and had an important matter to present. I was forced to do so and hurt Your Majesty's feelings. I was wrong."
He reached out and gently touched the back of her hand. Seeing that she didn't react, he hooked her little finger again, increasing the pressure.
This was her usual action: she didn't like to be wrapped in his palm, but liked to hook her little fingers around his in such a tender way in all the moments when she was in a very good mood.
Wei Shuyi's heart moved: "Your Majesty?"
"I don't want to forgive you, I will never forgive your sins."
"Your Majesty, it is you, the concubine..."
Xie Yanci took advantage of the situation and pressed her against the towering ancient tree in the courtyard, and slammed her back against the trunk, causing the light, fluffy catkins that looked like albizzia trees to fall.
Under the fireworks, the colors are different.
A few flowers slowly fell among them, blurring her eyes.
Seeing this, the palace maids behind immediately evacuated back to the ear room under Wen Yu's command.
Wei Shuyi could only see the emperor's robes close at hand. She heard a noise and her heartbeat began to accelerate: "How does the emperor intend to punish me?"
"I want a lock of your long hair."
"ah?!"
He always carries a short-bladed weapon with him. It is estimated that he has been attacked by assassins in the past and does so to protect himself.
Under her astonished gaze, Xie Yanci pulled out a jade hairpin, letting the hair behind her head fall apart, then picked up a strand of it and cut it with his knife!
"Here, this is yours."
Wei Shuyi took it as instructed, and seeing that he was about to attack his own Mofa, he said, "Your Majesty! Your body is precious, you must never do such a thing! If it's not enough, you can use my concubine's..."
"Yao'er, what do you think I want to do?" He laughed. "Normally, when you encounter difficulties, you are calm and composed, and your reactions are intelligent. Why do you become so slow in front of me?"
Is his tone blaming? Complaining?
She became increasingly flustered, her hand holding her hair frozen in mid-air, forgetting to retract it: "I have been overly worried lately and have difficulty understanding Your Majesty's will. It is my fault."
"I didn't come here today to listen to you begging for forgiveness."
Wei Shuyi was about to ask further questions when the emperor suddenly lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers. His eyes were as dark as the night, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, hiding his tender affection.
A gentle breeze blows, and the clothes flutter.
He closed his eyes and leaned closer, giving her just a light kiss, and then a soft sound was heard.
"emperor?!"
Xie Yanci still cut his hair and nervously gestured to her, "Shh! This must not be known to the Queen Mother. It's taboo!"
She had also heard similar "rules": when an emperor cuts his hair, it is a sign of great misfortune. The first person to suffer is himself.
"Your Majesty, why do you do this?"
"Isn't this how people tie their hair?" He took the black hair from her hand and twisted it with great effort. "I looked through the pictures in the book, and this is how it's done."
She was stunned and speechless, unable to find the words to respond.
This was the first time the emperor had done this, and his technique was clumsy and unfamiliar. He let the weaving threads escape and scatter several times, and had to start all over again.
"I've done housework before, so maybe I can give it a try."
She took it and married him under the moonlight.
Xie Yanci still leaned closer, but his gaze shifted from her long black hair to her profile. Her black hair, fair skin, cherry lips, and rosy cheeks were truly captivating.
"Yao'er..." "Your Majesty, it's finished."
He retracted his gaze in time and carefully stuffed it into the sachet: "When I return to the Hall of Eternal Life, I will find some decorations to tie it up properly!"
She couldn't help but want to ask for clarification: "Your Majesty, this folk custom originated from the first married couple, that is, the first wife. You should be with the Empress..."
"In my place, customs must be rewritten. The first wife is not the first wife, but the first suitable match recognized by a man in his heart."
"But you are different from ordinary people. Cutting your hair carelessly will bring disaster!"
Xie Yanci stared deeply at her bewildered look, then suddenly chuckled, "Yao'er, it turns out you're shy and have amnesia at the same time."
"What?"
"When you first pleaded for Wang, you repeatedly declared your disbelief in such heresy. Why do you believe it now?" He shook the sachet again. "I and ordinary people have the same facial features, limbs, and body structure. What's the difference? If protecting my hair can guarantee a long life and a stable regime, do you believe it?"
Wei Shuyi seemed to have heard something out of a fairy tale: "So, Your Majesty, you understood at that time that my sister..."
"I do take the Imperial Master's prophecy into consideration, but I cannot completely abandon them and their child. Before her death, although I confined her to my home, I treated her with due respect." He sighed and spoke frankly, "I know she was terminally ill. The reason for confining her to her home wasn't because it was a bad omen, but because I was afraid the disease would be passed on to you, causing you to suffer."
Is that so?!
Thinking of the resentment he had felt towards him before, the guilt that Wei Shuyi had been suppressing in his heart instantly spread out.
"Yao'er, come quickly!"
Xie Yanci walked towards the high platform in the courtyard, changed the subject in time, and waved to her.
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