"Chongyang is coming soon, it's time to pray..." Emperor Cheng held Yuchi Yanxia's hand tightly.

Yuchi Yanxia looked at the autumn moon in the sky: "Praying for blessings on the Chongyang Festival is a common practice. Every time it is presided over by the emperor, I am too tired. This year, how about..." Yuchi Yanxia still paused, fearing that Emperor Cheng would feel that she was in a hurry to help the prince to the throne , but she was really worried about Chengdi's body.

Chengdi smiled slightly and spit out a word: "Okay..."

Yuchi Yanxia smiled reassuringly, and gently leaned on Emperor Cheng's chest. Between them, they could finally enjoy the love between husband and wife.

On the ninth day of ascending the heights of the lunar month, the royal family prayed for longevity.

Chongyang blessing is the management of the Qian Dynasty over the years. The royal family will go to the Guosi together to pray for longevity and longevity, and at the same time pray for the Qian Dynasty to last forever.

On this day, members of the royal family, only men can go up the mountain. It is said that women belong to yin, and it is not easy for women to join on this day when Chongyang is full of yang.

So the queen and concubines, and the princess will not go up the mountain.

Early in the morning, Duanmu Qingchen put on a heavy gown, layers of clothes and a jade belt under the service of the court lady, making him look like he was going on a march to fight a war.

Yuchi Yanxia showed a gratified and proud smile, her son has grown up. Putting on formal clothes, he has the majesty of an emperor. The solemn and solemn dark dress overwhelmed the beauty brought by Duanmu Qingchen's peach blossom eyes, making him finally look calm and mature.

Coupled with Duanmu Qingchen's seriousness at this time, it was even more solemn.

"Chen'er, you have finally grown up." Yuchi Yanxia looked at Duanmu Qingchen proudly.

There was still no smile on Duanmu Qingchen's face, and he wanted to cry in his heart when he heard the compliment from his mother. In the past few days, he has been reviewing memorials for Emperor Cheng and handling government affairs. He is such a person who loves waves and freedom, but now, he is nailed to the dragon chair, facing a bunch of boring words every day!

As for Emperor Cheng and his mother, they just sat on the sidelines every night, watching the moon and drinking tea, and they beat him repeatedly with sticks!

He was alone, and he was accompanied by the old **** Liang Eunuch. It's not that he didn't mention it, such as replacing Eunuch Liang with two beautiful and lovely little maids, but obviously, Emperor Cheng rejected it!

Duanmu Qingchen no longer had the time to go out and wander, nor did he have extra time to "bully" Duanmu Jinhong, nor did he have the chance to find his friend Fu Mingrui, nor even the chance to play peek-a-boo with the little maid.

All he has to face every day is memorials, memorials and memorials.

"Chen'er, look, how dignified you are when you have a sullen face?" Yuchi Yanxia looked at Duanmu Qingchen with a smile, and she liked it no matter what she saw.

"Mother." Duanmu Qingchen was unable to turn his neck due to the pile of heavy clothes, and held a huge jade tablet in his hand, "Did you ask me to approve the memorial? It's not good for you, the emperor is still in power Well, you are in such a hurry to let him..."

Yuchi Yanxia immediately slapped Duanmu Qingchen on the mouth: "Shut your stinky mouth!"

"Crack!" Yuchi Yanxia's men were really merciless.

Duanmu Qingchen was stunned. He grew up unruly, so his mother should know his temper. But this time it really hit, which shows that the queen mother is serious this time.

Yuchi Yanxia looked at him with a heavy face, and the little palace ladies immediately retreated.

Duanmu Qingchen stood where he was like a wooden man, not daring to say another word. Compared to Emperor Cheng, he was more afraid of Yuchi Yanxia.

Yuchi Yanxia sighed: "Chen'er, in fact, during the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, your father's body...was getting worse day by day..."

Duanmu Qingchen immediately opened his eyes in surprise: "Mother! Why didn't you tell me about such a big event!" Duanmu Qingchen knew that his father was ill, but because he didn't cough very badly in front of him, he only asked the imperial doctor. He said it would be good to rest, so he didn't expect it to be so serious.

Yuchi Yanxia tightened her eyebrows: "Because the emperor doesn't want you to worry, he is sick, and you are the only one who can support the imperial court. You must continue to be calm and calm in order to stabilize Chaogang."

Duanmu Qingchen fell silent.

Yuchi Yanxia looked at him seriously: "The imperial doctor said that if the emperor takes a good rest from now on, he may recover. Your father, the emperor, also wants to see the birth of the emperor's grandson, and wants to name him. So, after praying this time, the emperor We will discuss with the important ministers about the candidate for the crown princess..."

"Didn't you say that I can choose by myself?" Duanmu Qingchen pouted.

Yuchi Yanxia glanced at him: "Then did you choose?"

Duanmu Qingchen was silent again.

Yuchi Yanxia looked at him for a while, and also showed helplessness: "The one you like may not be able to become the queen of the world. As a queen, she needs to understand the general situation, take into account the overall situation, and have a heart of great love and benevolence. Woman, she may not be your true love, but she will be a qualified queen."

Duanmu Qingchen's eyes showed a trace of pity, this pity was for his future wife. He was silent for a while, and then became firm: "Don't worry, Queen Mother, I will treat the Crown Princess sincerely and not let her be lonely."

Yuchi Yanxia smiled reassuringly and gratifiedly, and reached out to caress Duanmu Qingchen's handsome face: "My son is sensible."

"Can you...not drug Lin Shiyue?" Duanmu Qingchen asked tentatively.

Yuchi Yanxia was slightly startled, she looked at Duanmu Qingchen with serious eyes: "Is it because of the third prince?"

Duanmu Qingchen's peach blossom eyes began to widen: "Mother, you know! Let me tell you..." Duanmu Qingchen deliberately lowered his voice, and his eyes became mischievous, "The third child and that Lin Shiyue..."

"You like this kind of thing!" Yuchi Yanxia stopped Duanmu Qingchen's words angrily, "It's because you are not serious that you always make your father angry!"

Duanmu Qingchen wanted to cover his mouth, but found that it was tiring to lift his sleeves so heavily.

Yuchi Yanxia's face darkened: "I beg you, my gentle lady, if there is a good woman in our Yuchi family, we will grab it. Why are you so cowardly!"

Duanmu Qingchen continued pouted.

Yuchi Yanxia sighed, and Bai Duanmu Qingchen glanced again: "Why did our Yuchi family give birth to such a benevolent woman like you? I know what you think in your heart, you think you robbed the third child The prince, you robbed the throne of the third child, and now you want to rob his wife. But my son, this is luck, it is the third prince, their mother and son, who can’t let it go, and their hearts are disobedient, it is their small-mindedness, how can you blame you for coming early This world? If you still can't think about it, you can ask your goddess Lian Youyou."

Duanmu Qingchen immediately opened his peach blossom eyes again: "You know this!"

Yuchi Yanxia's face was gloomy, and she was sullen: "Huh, what do you have that I don't know? It's just that I haven't seen your Fairy Yoyo, but your father has. Really, if it's really a fairy, how can I won't treat your father's illness either, whatever you say is fate, hmph..." Thinking of this, Yuchi Yanxia felt angry. Emperor Cheng also roughly told her about meeting Lian Youyou, so she couldn't understand Lian Youyou's reluctance to save Emperor Cheng.