070

But this didn't work either. Chu Yin said, "Your Majesty needs to stand further away."

Not only can I not see, I can't hear or smell either.

Lu Jingzhuo: “…”

I wanted to turn around and say something to her, but I held myself back.

What Chu Yin insisted on was something he couldn't understand.

If it were him, he wouldn't hide it, but Chu Yin definitely wouldn't want to see it either.

He called the maids to help her and left.

Soon, Chu Yin returned to bed.

Seeing that she was moving lightly, he said, "I'm not asleep."

She became a little more casual.

After she lay down, he asked her to turn over.

The two of them couldn't embrace each other when they were face to face.

He made her sleep facing outwards and hugged her from behind.

The chest is against the back, the cheeks are against the neck.

There is no space between the bodies.

Chu Yin closed her eyes, and the word "Ayin" suddenly popped up in her mind.

Just now he was shouting anxiously and panic-stricken.

I don’t know what I dreamed about.

He didn't say anything, and she inexplicably didn't dare to ask.

Her daughter-in-law is going to give birth next year, and Queen Mother Jiang has been thinking about it all the time. Today, she ordered He Zhong to find a few suitable wet nurses, as well as experienced stable mothers and medical mothers.

When he went to supervise the construction of the mausoleum, he was worried. A new emperor chooses new ministers, and he had served the previous emperor. He was afraid that Lu Jingzhuo would no longer employ him. However, he still worked diligently and did not dare to slack off, and successfully completed the task.

As a result, after returning to Beijing, his position did not change.

He Zhong was grateful to Lu Jingzhuo, so he was more thoughtful and careful in his work. The wet nurse he found satisfied Empress Dowager Jiang very much, and the nurse and the doctor were both honest, dutiful and capable. However, the final choice of the wet nurse would still be decided by the child.

It depends on whose milk he likes to drink. It's not easy to force him.

The mother's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and Lu Wei and Lu Zhen were looking forward to it more and more every day. They both wanted to see this little guy soon, and they were very curious about what he would look like when he was born.

Chu Yin was actually quite curious as well.

She did not ask Liu Yuanpan whether the child was a boy or a girl, so that the child remained somewhat mysterious in her heart.

"When he comes out, I'll ask Dad to take us horseback riding," Lu Yu looked at Lu Zhen with dissatisfaction, "My sister doesn't like riding, so she can't play with me."

Lu Zhen said: "He may not like horse riding, maybe he likes shuttlecock kicking like me."

She can kick more than ten now.

"Kicking shuttlecock is for girls." Lu Wei already had a vague understanding of men and women.

Lu Zhen put her hands on her hips and said, "How do you know he's not a girl?"

Lu Yu was speechless, scratching his head and managed to say: "A big belly means it's a boy. Boys grow big, just like daddy!"

Chu Yin: “…”

Lu Zhen frowned, feeling that her brother was wrong somewhere, but she couldn't refute it for the moment.

Chu Yin pointed at Jin Dun and said, "Sit down, everyone. I will read the Thousand Character Classic to you. Next year, Dad will invite a lecturer to enlighten you."

The two children listened obediently.

It was snowing heavily outside the window. Soon, all the big and small trees in the yard were covered with snowflakes, like golden branches.

Princess Baocheng sat by the window and recalled that her brother once said he wanted to have someone build a snow lion for her to see. Her nose suddenly felt sore. If only she had not stopped him at that time, she could have more memories with her brother.

"Princess, why don't you go out and enjoy the snow to relax?" Seeing that she was still immersed in grief, the maid advised, "The late emperor couldn't bear to see you like this."

Princess Baocheng asked quietly, "Where are we going in such a cold day?"

"Jiyun Tower, admiring plum blossoms."

There are plum blossoms in the princess's mansion, but she is right, I can't go on like this.

Now that her brother is gone, she has to live well and let her brother feel at ease.

Princess Baocheng asked her maids to dress her up.

The plum forest in the west of the city is looming in the snow, with dots of pink and red. When you walk closer, you can smell the faint fragrance of the plum blossoms, which is refreshing.

In addition to being a great place to enjoy plum blossoms, Jiyunlou also brews the best plum wine.

Princess Baocheng sat in the private room and drank for more than an hour, and also invited two actors to sing to entertain her.

When I was a little tipsy, I went outside with an umbrella to pick plum blossoms.

The snow had become smaller, like light willow catkins, and she reached out to catch it.

Behind me I could hear men talking and laughing.

She turned around and saw one of them looked familiar. Just as she was about to speak, those people came forward and greeted her.

"Mr. Shi," she recognized him and smiled, "Did you just get off from the government office?"

"Yes, I didn't expect to meet the princess by chance. However, I come here often, but this is the first time I see the princess."

The young man was tall and handsome, standing out from the other men. Princess Baocheng couldn't help but think of the Qionglin Banquet, where her brother asked her to choose a husband from among the successful candidates in the imperial examination, but she didn't find anyone she liked.

Now that she doesn't have her brother's support, there are fewer men who want to marry her than before, right?

As for the Duke of Song, that is even more impossible.

Princess Baocheng looked at the snowflakes on her fingertips and said, "You guys go get busy."

Those people bowed and left.

Walking to the private room on the second floor, a young man teased, "That young man Hu who wanted to learn the art of seduction must be regretting it now. The emperor will not get used to this princess. He can divorce her if he wants and choose a husband for her however he wants."

"You can't say that. She is the emperor's aunt after all. We should give her the benefit of the doubt. People like me who have no power and influence should always be grateful to her."

"Then go ahead," the other young masters urged, "In terms of age, she's not old enough to be your mother, and she's pretty, so today is a good opportunity!"

The man rolled his eyes, "The older you get, the harder it is to hook up. Don't you know that? Last year, many people tried but failed. Do you think I can do it?" He glanced at Shi Yu beside him, "You are an expert at this. You are the only one among us who has a chance of winning."

Shi Yu smiled and said nothing.

Through the window, you can see Princess Baocheng still standing in the plum forest.

The fluttering blue skirt outlines the slender waist and long legs.

The charm remains.

Halfway through, he went downstairs and walked into the forest to pay his respects to Princess Baocheng again.

Princess Baocheng was confused after going there and coming back again.

Shi Yu took out a palm-sized jade bottle from his sleeve and said, "I see that the princess seems to be drunk, so I want to give her some sobering pills. I hope the princess will forgive my recklessness."

Under the faint moonlight, those peach blossom eyes are full of affection.

Princess Baocheng's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be...

But Shi Yu had wanted to marry her niece before, so it was impossible. He was considerate and gentle, and maybe he just wanted to give her a sobering pill because she was drunk. Princess Baocheng hesitated for a moment and said, "You can bring it here."

Shi Yu took a few steps forward and presented the jade bottle with both hands.

In terms of appearance, he was as good as the Duke of Song. When Princess Baocheng picked up the jade bottle, this thought flashed through her mind and she frowned.

What is she thinking about?

How old was the young man in front of her? She remembered that she was twelve years older than him. Why did she compare him with the Duke of Song? The Duke of Song was at least in his early thirties.

The sobering pills in the bottle had the same refreshing fragrance as the plum wine she had just drunk. After she took one, she could only smell the fragrance on her lips and teeth.

"This hangover pill is very rare. Where did you buy it?"

"Princess, this pill was prepared by me. I know a little about medicine."

Princess Baocheng narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Really?" She remembered that he was also good at playing the piano.

"If the princess likes it, you may accept it. It will be an honor for me."

Although it was a tribute, there was no flattery on his face, and he was neither humble nor arrogant.

In order to avoid suspicion, Princess Baocheng still did not want it and returned the medicine bottle.

When he reached out to take it with both hands, his fingertips lightly brushed across her palm, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

It glows slightly like a spark and then dies out in an instant.

Princess Baocheng's body froze and she couldn't speak, but he bowed and walked away, as if he had not done anything just now.

It must be intentional, right?

Looking at his back, Princess Baocheng clenched her fingers.

How dare you...

How audacious!

She flicked her sleeves and turned to leave Merlin.

The snow stopped and a few stars appeared faintly in the sky.

Lu Jingzhuo looked at the auspicious dates calculated by Qintianjian and clicked "March 26th".

Originally, Chu Yin should have been canonized after the Chinese New Year and the canonization ceremony should have been held, but she was pregnant and was afraid that she could not bear the tediousness of the ceremony, so she could only wait until she gave birth and came out of the confinement period before she could be canonized. This wait lasted more than three months.

He thought it was too long, but there was nothing he could do.

"Your Majesty has a discerning eye. The day you chose is the most auspicious and suitable for everything. No other day can compare to it in the next three years." The eunuch with a discerning eye hurriedly explained.

Hearing this, Lu Jingzhuo became happier. He picked up his pen and wrote an imperial edict, ordering the officials of the Ministry of Rites to prepare for the ceremony of conferring the title of empress, and it must be completed before March 26. Then he instructed He Zhong: "Send it to the government office early tomorrow morning."

"Yes, I will obey your command." He Zhong bowed and took the imperial edict.

Lu Jingzhuo got up and returned to the East Palace.

Chu Yin was thinking about how to pick a pomegranate for her daughter. Her son had already got a horse and a tiger, but she was not very good at picking a pomegranate and always failed in the end.

"Aren't your hands sore?" Lu Jingzhuo asked as he sat down.

“Not sour.”

Lu Jingzhuo didn't quite believe it and took her hand and looked at it again and again.

Judge Liu said that there will be pain in the knuckles for the next three months.

"Don't lie to me," he said. If she endured the pain to fold paper for the child, he really would not forgive her.

"What's the benefit of lying to His Majesty?" Chu Yin was puzzled. "If I don't lie, His Majesty can still help me massage it."

Lu Jingzhuo smiled, leaned forward and told her: "I have just chosen the date for the coronation ceremony."

Chu Yin was not surprised: "Which day?"

That face was extremely calm, as if he had known it all along and was not surprised at all.

Lu Jingzhuo frowned slightly and did not answer her immediately.

Chu Yin was surprised: "Why didn't His Majesty say anything?"

"I don't think you really want to know."

He had always thought that Chu Yin attached great importance to power, and being able to become the empress now should be the happiest thing for her, but when he told her about the coronation ceremony, she reacted like this.

Compared to her, I seem to care much more.

He wished he could canonize her after the Chinese New Year.

But Chu Yin...

If she cares about this position, she should be excited; if she cares about him, she should be happy.

What is she thinking about?

Had he been guessing wrong all along?

The man's attitude suddenly turned cold.

Chu Yin felt a little strange and pinched the half-broken pomegranate with her fingers.

Could it be that he was angry? But she did nothing, just asked him "when", why was he like that?

Her mind raced, and she grabbed his sleeve and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I was so excited just now that I forgot to thank you. Please forgive me!"

Is it too late to pretend to be happy now?

Lu Jingzhuo remained silent.

She shook his arm again, her voice soft and sweet: "Don't be angry, I was wrong."

He had specifically told her the auspicious date in advance in order to take credit for it, but she had ignored it.

Having been a queen and experienced it once, she was indeed less surprised.

He softened a little after she started to act coquettishly, but he still didn't say anything.

Chu Yin rarely saw him angry, so after thinking about it, she leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

As a result, he turned his face to the side.

It was hard to reach him to begin with, and now it was even harder. Chu Yin bit her lip and simply kissed his neck.

The tip of the tongue licked the Adam's apple, causing it to roll up and down, making it tingle and numb.

His breathing suddenly became heavier, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't tease me."

Who made him angry.

Chu Yin didn't stop, she even got louder, her fingers gently pinching his palm.

Light fires everywhere.

His ears were burning, and he turned around and held her hands: "Is this your apology?"

As the distance between them shortened, she took the opportunity to move closer and kiss him on the lips: "And this..."

Is that enough?

No matter how much disappointment or doubt there was, it was all dispelled by her enthusiasm.

He turned defense into offense.

The two people's clothes were in disarray in an instant.

Suddenly, he stopped.

There is something strange in my palm.

Looking down, her pink dress was wrinkled and her chest looked like it was wet by rain.

"This can't be..." He was shocked, "Isn't it that you haven't given birth to the child yet?"

Where does the milk come from?

Chu Yin was embarrassed.

If he hadn't kneaded and squeezed her, would this happen? She would have only leaked a little before, not such a large amount.

"Do you want to ask Judge Liu to judge the case?" Lu Jingzhuo asked.

"No, this is normal," Chu Yin put on her coat, "Your Majesty, there is no need to be surprised."

It's normal...

He restrained his expression and said calmly, "No one has ever taught me this," while taking out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, "Is it the same in Qingzhou?"

"Um."

He glanced at her breasts which were much fuller than before and said, "It's not like this every day, is it?"

"No, as long as Your Majesty keeps his hands off."

Lu Jingzhuo: “…”

Lu Jingzhuo: I don’t really want to control it.