Empress: The Old Emperor's Way to Pursue His Wife

Chapter 115 Thank You (3)

It's the middle of winter, and it's cold and cold.The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty still entered the palace early, playing and listening when they had something to do.

Standing at the head of the civil servants, Mo Yanxiao listened carefully to the Minister of Trust and Officials' report about the dispatch of officials from various places, but his eyes flicked across a curtain drawn on the right rear of the dragon chair from time to time.

Not long after Xiao Yi started reviewing the memorials for Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, who was originally a human being, just threw his hands at Xiao Yi without thinking about anything. Even this morning, he began to be absent frequently.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty had nothing to do with the emperor's son, even Duke Ding was dispatched, but he couldn't restrain Xiao Yi, a foolish king.

In the end, it was Xiao Yi who kept her belly up, and urged Xiao Yi to participate in the morning court every day, and finally...then, for the first time, the queen came to listen with her behind the curtain.

A cold wind blows into the palace, even if the whole palace is covered with braziers for baking, no matter how much Mo Yanxiao wears, the severe cold is torture to him.

"Cough cough..." Mo Yanxiao coughed twice, but his chest was already churning and uncomfortable.

"Come here, give the bearskin cloak newly acquired by the palace to Mo Xiangye." The thick voice, different from that of a man, pierced through the curtain at the right rear of the dragon chair, and the whole court was quiet.

After a while, a father-in-law walked out from the curtain with a bearskin cloak that was white and snowy in both hands.

Mo Yanxiao hastily declined: "I appreciate the Queen's kindness, but I cannot accept this bearskin cloak."

This whole cloak made of snow-white bear skin is rare in the world.

You know, this is not pieced together from some ferocious beasts, but stripped from a whole adult white bear, and then made.

The complicated process can confuse people's thoughts.

Furthermore, this was specially sent by the Xiao family to Xiao Yi, who was pregnant with a dragon fetus, in case she couldn't bear the cold at this time, because...

Mo Yanxiao couldn't and couldn't accept it.

"Why can't you accept it?" Xiao Yi's voice sounded from behind the curtain again, and Mo Yanxiao bowed with fists folded: "You will not be rewarded for nothing."

"Ah."

Mo Yanxiao seemed to see the people behind the curtain nodding in agreement, coughed lightly, and turned to trust the Minister of the Ministry of Officials to continue the report that had just been interrupted suddenly.

Xiao Yi suddenly asked: "Your Majesty."

On the dragon chair, Xiao Yi was reclining, propping a dangling head with one hand, drowsy.

"emperor?"

"emperor."

"emperor!"

"Ha!" Xiao Yi's head fell sharply, and then he woke up, with an expression of not knowing when and where, and asked: "Have you dispersed yet?"

No one should answer.

Xiao Yi waved his hands and smiled, "That's it, step back."

After a while, no one left.

"Uh..." Xiao Yi looked at Mo Yanxiao with an innocent expression on his face. "Master Mo, what is this?"

Mo Yanxiao pursed his lips and said nothing, raised his hand and pointed behind the curtain, as if mourning 'Please take care, Your Majesty'.

Xiao Yi chuckled a few times, obviously lacking in confidence: "The empress called me, what's the matter?"

There was silence behind the curtain.

But after a while, Xiao Yi was sweating profusely in this cold winter, and laughed a few times again: "Since the queen is fine, then...then...there is nothing wrong..."

"Your Majesty, I want to ask you whether Xiangye Mo can be regarded as a hero in Dachu."

Listening to Xiao Yi's words, Xiao Yi replied without even thinking about it: "Forget it, it's not just counted, it's basically a great hero."

Mo Yanxiao's contribution to Da Chu cannot be fully explained by the word "hero".

"The reason why Mo Xiangye declined before is untenable."

Xiao Yi went in without knowing it, glanced at Mo Yanxiao with drowsy long eyes, only to find that there was a father-in-law standing beside him, and the father-in-law was holding something snow-white in his hand.

Xiao Yi's eyes lit up, he understood.

"The Empress." Mo Yanxiao was about to continue to refuse, but Xiao Yi persuaded him, "Master Mo, the Empress has her own heart, so you should accept it. Besides..."

Xiao Yi specifically asked Xiao Moyu to find this bearskin cloak for Mo Yanxiao.Xiao Yi understood the reason why Mo Yanxiao refused so resolutely.

But that... alas.

"Your majesty, my humble minister..."

"Master Mo, since the emperor has spoken, you can accept it." Ding Guogong Wei Liuru, who had always been involved in the early court for nothing, persuaded.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty are still waiting for the last morning return of the year, and welcome the upcoming New Year with their families, so they can't waste any more time on this bearskin cloak.

"So, I have thanked the queen empress."

After Mo Yanxiao's words fell, the father-in-law hurriedly put the cloak on him, and stood in the hall in snow-white, which was particularly eye-catching.

When the morning came to an end, all civil and military officials withdrew, only one dressed in white came out of the hall, and then walked into the palace.

The sky is gray and white, with flakes of snow floating. At this moment, everywhere in Kyoto is wrapped in silver and white clothes, just like a picture of cold winter.

In the picture, Xiao Yi supported Xiao Yi to walk slowly under the Langting, dressed in white fur, stubbornly followed their footsteps, unwilling to leave.

"Empress, please take back this bearskin cloak." Mo Yanxiao shrugged. This thick bearskin cloak is too heavy, but the cold resistance effect is really good.

Just like at this moment, with the cold wind blowing all over the sky, Mo Yanxiao not only didn't feel the slightest cold, but also sweated profusely from his body, and even covered his pale face with blood.

The two emperors and queens at the front, as if they had never heard Mo Yanxiao's words, still walked forward on their own, 'talking and laughing happily'.

This is basically treating Mo Yanxiao as air.

Mo Yanxiao paused and stopped following.

"My dear Yueyue, can you show your hand high?" Xiao Yi's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at the Queen beside him eagerly.

Xiao Yi ignored it, but tightened the dragon ears in her fingers, causing Xiao Yi to scream in pain. Not only could Xiao Yi not resist, but she had to wrap her arms around Xiao Yi's waist.

Mo Yanxiao looked at Xiao Yi's waist, which was hidden under the thick clothes. If it wasn't for the accident, the waist would be bulging at this moment.And Qiu Yunzhu...

Xiao Yi persisted, Xiao Yi had no choice but to switch plans. "Hey, where's Master Mo?"

The two looked back, only to see Mo Yanxiao standing at the mouth of the cold wind, the bearskin cloak that was originally draped over him was ruthlessly thrown on the ground, talking desolately with the wind.

"Mo Yanxiao!" Xiao Yi was in a hurry, striding away, picked up the bearskin cloak and put it on Mo Yanxiao with his own hands.

"You don't care about your bones, and I don't care about it, but the brain supported by your body is rare. You have to know, you still have to save your brain to solve my problems and seek benefits for the common people. So you This body and bones belong to the common people of Li, to me, to this Great Chu, but not to you alone."

"Oh, what the emperor said is very true, but this cloak, I still can't take it."

With a wry smile, Mo Yanxiao looked bitter.

Xiao Yi walked up to him with small steps. "Master Mo, the matter has already passed. If Yun Zhu had a spirit in the sky, I would not want to see you blame yourself like this."

"Queen."

A few months ago, Mo Yanxiao led the officials to raid the Song Mansion, adding a lot to the national treasury.

But the person who captured the Song family earlier accidentally captured Song Yuanqing's only son, Song Zhonglin. Unexpectedly, this kid escaped the pursuit of the officers and soldiers. Unfortunately, all the Song family members were killed, and he was the only one alive.

In order to avenge Song Zhonglin, he let out rumors that Song Yuanqing had a private cellar with a large amount of money elsewhere, and as long as someone took Mo Yanxiao's head off, he would tell the person who killed Mo Yanxiao this place.

The case of Dongzhou is well known to everyone, and no one can give a definite number of words about how much money the Song family has embezzled, but most people believe that it is definitely more than just copying from the Song family.

As soon as this news came out, many desperate desperadoes flocked from all over the world.

For a while, the Xiangfu was very lively, but the little girl Qiu Yunzhu sneaked into Beijing after getting the news.did not expect……

Just like the first time she came to Beijing, except that she saw Mo Yanxiao the first time she came to Beijing, but this time she went to Beijing to see Mo Yanxiao for the last time.

Qiu Yunzhu died, dying in the arms of the "Sanggong" she was thinking of, and because Xiao Yi went to the Xiangfu to see Qiu Yunzhu for the last time, she also ran into the killer who assassinated Mo Yanxiao.

Her life is still alive, but she is pitiful for the newly formed dragon fetus, who can no longer open her eyes to see this wonderful country.

Fortunately, Xiao Yi became pregnant not long after, so Xiao Yi carefully guarded and watched over this child, for fear of making any mistakes.

Now it's severe winter... How could Mo Yanxiao accept this good product to keep out the cold.

"Master Mo, I specifically begged Dad to find this cloak for you. You...can you accept it?" Xiao Yi didn't want to think about it, and she didn't want to fight over this issue, so she could only beg in a soft tone. Mo Yanxiao don't be stubborn anymore.

You... Can you accept it... Mo Yanxiao's expression remained the same, his eyes were blurred, the woman in full dress in front of him had changed into the little girl she used to be, and the words "Wait for me to grow up" lingered in his ears all the time.

The weather is cold and the snow is falling all over the place. Before New Year's Eve, the snow stops. As soon as the sun comes out, the snow all over the ground melts, making it even colder and unbearable.

Xiao Yi nested in the dragon's dormitory, refusing to leave for life or death.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up.

"Xiao Yi put on a new dress, light makeup, her cloudy temples were combed neatly behind her head, and she wore a golden phoenix crown on top. Corresponding bead-shaped emeralds.

"Your Majesty, the time has come, and it's time to watch the New Year." Xiao Yi walked to the side of the dragon couch, pushing Xiao Yi who was wrapped in the blanket.

Xiao Yi poked out half of his head from under the quilt, and begged, "Yueyue, I'll just sleep for a while."

"You already said it."

"Then I'll sleep for a while." Xiao Yi stretched out a finger and shook it.

"You've said it many times."

"I'll give you a quarter of an hour. I won't see you later, so just wait." After Xiao Yi said that, she got up and left the dragon bed, and walked towards the outside.

It didn't take long for Xiao Yi to sit down beside Xiao Yi and doze off in a well-dressed manner, while Xiao Yi flipped through the unapproved copy of the memorial.

(End of this chapter)