Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Chapter 2866: Want to fold (88)

  Chapter 2866 Want to break (88)

  On the day when the title of empress was conferred, he wanted to enter the palace, and wanted his up-and-coming daughter to speak up and intercede in front of the new emperor so that Zhang'er could come back.

   It's just that the sky fails to fulfill people's wishes.

  Before the letter he sent arrived, the news came that the new emperor and the new empress would go out of the palace together and go to Chanfu Temple to pray for the late emperor.

   This trip to the palace to pray for blessings lasted for a month, and only a few important officials followed.

   As a civil servant without real power, Yun Hezhong is naturally not qualified to follow.

   Helpless, he ran away and couldn't see Yun Si.

   I was anxious, but there was nothing I could do.

  If he rashly followed, it would only annoy the new emperor, and it would be easy to self-defeating.

  It is late autumn and the temperature is getting colder.

   In another month, it will be the beginning of winter. The heavy snow is coming, and the climate in the remote border will be even worse.

   This means that a person who has never experienced hardship or sin can stay there, without enough food and clothing, it is impossible for him to bear it, and he will not be able to survive.

   Letters of distress and crying came in every three days.

  Yun Hezhong still loves his son dearly, and while spending money to send winter clothes to the border, he counts the days.

  One month is not long or short.

  When the time came, when the news came that the new emperor and empress would return to the palace, Yun Hezhong immediately sent someone to spread the message.

   Non-stop, completely unable to sit still.

  The empress who came back from praying outside the palace received a letter from her father before she had time to take a rest after returning to the palace.

   In a hurry, I want to see her.

   It's like burning your ass.

  It’s winter already, and the empress empress, whose body has become extremely tired, read the letter, propped her chin, and thought for a while.

   Before she could move, the letter was taken away, and Xindi's indifferent and majestic aura fell around her.

"looking at what?"

  Hands with sharp fingers spread out the thin piece of paper, and he seemed to glance at it lightly.

  The beautiful and fair person turned back immediately, surprised by him, "You...you changed your clothes so quickly?"

  He hummed, scanned the letter, and put the letter back on the table.

  He touched her warm face with a cool hand, and there was a bit of tenderness in his movements.

   "I'm not sleepy, do you want to go to sleep for a while?"

  He didn't mention what was written in the letter. After reading it, he seemed to forget it immediately.

  The road back to the palace was long and dusty, and she was sleepy and tired. She once fell asleep in his arms, sleeping restlessly.

  He's back now, he still thought, wait until she falls asleep before leaving.

   want to rest together.

  But there are too many state affairs that have been backlogged for a month, and he still has to deal with them.

   "..." The person who had read the letter blinked, stood up, and faced him.

   "A Ling, my father's letter..."

   "No intercession." The seemingly ruthless young emperor lowered his eyes and untied her belt.

  Helping her undress, her tone was calm.

   "It's useless to plead, I don't agree."

   Must be this villain.

   It seems that he knows that she will be embarrassed, so he will be the villain.

  Tell her to stay out of the matter, and no longer be caught in it, in a dilemma.

   "..."

   She looked at him with clear eyes, and opened her mouth slightly, "That's not what I meant..."

   There was a moment of silence, seeing his reaction, she wanted to laugh a little.

   He took the initiative to lean forward and hooked his neck.

   Tiptoes, red lips close.

   "Husband, are you venting your anger on me?"

   "..." His movements are certain.

   Immediately, she raised her eyelashes, her eyes were as black as thick fog, faintly cool.

  Like a wet water ghost, staring at her with sticky eyes.

  With danger.

   "What did you call me?"

  (end of this chapter)