As spring seeds are sown in the black soil, the sun rises and the moon sets, time flies quietly.
In the imperial palace, with the full efforts of the craftsmen, all the martyr medals were cast.
Zhangtai Palace, inner hall.
Chu Yuening sat on a chair, holding a medal with her slender fingers, looking down at it carefully.
The medal is made of copper and is bright yellow in color. The front is engraved with the word "Qin" in small seal script, and the back is engraved with a dragon totem, giving it a sense of sacredness and solemnity.
Because it is solid, it feels heavy.
However, compared with the lives it represents, it seems as light as a feather.
She sighed softly, a hint of sadness lingering between her eyebrows, and a hint of melancholy in her gentle voice.
"Award the medal as soon as possible. It will at least bring some comfort to the family."
"Well, I will send someone to the border later and let Meng Tian take full charge of this matter."
Ying Zheng put down his brush and replied in a low voice.
Then he put his arm around the woman's shoulders, smoothed her frown, and comforted her gently.
"In this world, life and death are determined by fate."
"Yuening, don't get too caught up in it."
"Yeah, I was also hurt by something."
Chu Yuening snuggled in the warm chest, nodded, and slowly calmed down the sadness in her heart.
She looked up at the man's face, which was mature, steady, and dignified, but no longer had the youthful vigor that she had when they first met.
Chu Yuening couldn't help but stretch out her hand, carefully tracing his facial features with her fingertips, and suddenly a nonsensical remark popped out of her mouth.
"A Zheng, do you want to live forever?"
Time is the most ruthless thing in the world.
Even the most brilliant emperor in history cannot withstand the erosion, wear and tear and destruction of time.
Even though he took the longevity elixir, his life could only last a mere hundred years.
The world has changed dramatically, the stars have shifted, and an era has come to an end in the blink of an eye.
Ying Zheng was stunned, his brows knitted together, and he fell into deep thought, his eyes becoming deep and distant.
After a long while, he leaned over and kissed his wife between the eyebrows, then answered calmly.
"It is human nature to be afraid of death. Even I am the same."
"However, without you by my side, the long years will only be a pain."
Whoever has had the bright moon would want to return to the dark abyss?
If I have no lover by my side, and I spend the long, dead years alone...
He would go crazy, he thought.
Chu Yuening met those affectionate phoenix eyes, which were filled with sincere and eternal love, as if even the long river of time could not wear it away in the slightest.
She smiled, ripples appeared in her heart, and her solemn tone suddenly became much lighter.
"Of course I will be with A Zheng forever!"
"We said we would never part, even when we were old."
"Well, never separate."
Ying Zheng's thin lips curled up into a happy arc, his eyes were gentle, and contained countless emotions, as if they wanted to be woven into a love net to trap his beloved for life.
The scorching gaze made Chu Yuening's eyelashes tremble slightly, and a thin layer of pink appeared on her cold and beautiful face, adding a bit of gentleness and charm.
However, now she is watered with love and becomes bright and pampered, and no longer has the timidity and inferiority of the past.
Soon, she raised her head, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and spoke in a sweet and charming voice.
"A Zheng, let's make a pact, okay?"
"After Zhao Zhao inherits the throne and becomes independent, we will travel around the world, see the beautiful mountains and rivers, and enjoy the myriad of scenery."
"Okay, just the two of us."
Thinking of traveling with his wife in the future and spending time together as a couple, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel excited.
He lowered his head and kissed the tender cheek, a doting smile between his brows.
"With Yue Ning by my side, every place is a place of joy."
"Hey, let's make a pinky promise~"
Chu Yuening blinked her eyes, looking lively and cute, like a carefree little deer in the forest.
She took the man's big hand, hooked his slender little finger, shook it, and then put their thumbs together.
Ying Zheng naturally indulged her and cooperated with her very well to complete the childish agreement ceremony.
But as he stared at the soft hand in his palm, his brows unconsciously furrowed and a look of worry appeared on his face.
The woman's hands were white and slender, with faintly visible purple blood vessels on the back of her hands, so fragile that they seemed like they would break if bent.
He closed his big palm, wrapped it around the small hand, and gently stroked the slender joints with his fingertips, a loving sigh escaping from his throat.
"Yuening has lost some weight."
"Is the food from the Imperial Food Bureau not to your liking? I'll order a replacement chef."
"A Zheng, that's not necessary."
Chu Yuening rubbed the man's neck and spoke softly, trying to soothe his anxiety and worry.
"Maybe it's because the weather is getting hotter. I've lost my appetite lately."
"Loss of appetite?"
Ying Zheng's expression suddenly changed, and a bad guess emerged in his mind.
He was no longer a new father, so he knew a little about the early signs of pregnancy.
But he clearly took the medicine...
Could it be that those good-for-nothings in the Imperial Hospital prescribed fake medicine?
"Haha, A Zheng, don't you think I'm pregnant?"
Chu Yuening noticed something strange about the man, and she burst out laughing and teased him.
Ying Zheng pursed his lips, reached out and touched his wife's abdomen, looking unusually nervous.
He didn't know if it was a psychological illusion, but he always felt that it was slightly bulging.
Seeing the man's serious expression, Chu Yuening's smile faded. She bit her lip and muttered softly.
"Hmm...it seems like we haven't taken any measures recently."
Although she had good physical fitness, she was no match for her husband who was as vigorous as a dragon and a tiger. She would faint before the halfway point every time.
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