Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 488 Missing
In the blink of an eye, she lived here for the second year. The first year was very lively, and the second year was deserted, but she was not alone.

I don't know what happened to Yingyu.

Han Zhiyu can only wish that everything is safe for him.

The moment the fireworks bloomed, the sky was illuminated very brightly. Ying Yu was surrounded by the crowd. Although he still had a smile on his face, he seemed absent-minded.

"My sister is really so sick?" Han Ying leaned in front of Ying Yu, somewhat disbelieving.

Just based on the state she was in Zichen Palace last time, she didn't seem to be seriously ill.

Ying Yu nodded: "Of course, why would I lie to you with this kind of thing during Chinese New Year? If it wasn't for her illness, I would be willing to let her stay in the palace alone."

"That's right, then please ask your majesty to let the minister go and see her." Han Ying's eyes were full of worry when he spoke.

If that woman is not sick, the emperor is really reluctant to leave her alone.

After being rejected by Ying Yu, Han Ying walked away from him.

Looking at the back of him leaving neatly, Ying Yu just felt a little strange. In the past, let alone her sick eyes, he was terribly worried even by the wind and cold.

Why are you so free and easy now.

But thinking about it, he might be jealous. He used to love his younger sister the most, but now she is nice to him, so he will inevitably be jealous.

Thinking of Ying Yu made him feel relieved, he had no idea that Han Ying had already guessed something.

After all, such a thing is too absurd, and Han Zhiyu doesn't get along with him much at the moment, so how could it be revealed.

Han Ying, who walked aside, looked up at the fireworks with nostalgic eyes.

It seems that when I saw my younger sister dragging me to watch the fireworks, one bite after another brother, it really softened my heart.

After the banquet was over, Ying Yu returned to his high throne.

Because he drank some wine earlier, his face was still a little red: "Xuan Ning, what do you think she is doing?"

No need to say it directly, Xuan Ning knew who she was referring to, and immediately dismissed the others, so as not to be seen.

"Your Majesty should naturally miss you, Your Majesty."

"En." Only then did Ying Yu lean back contentedly, and what was replaced was a great emptiness.

"The widow misses her so much."

Xuan Ning's eyes were sore: "Today is the Chinese New Year, or if His Majesty took a sneak peek, you wouldn't be discovered."

"No, I can't afford to gamble." Ying Yu sat on the throne and slowly closed his eyes, muttering in his mouth: "If you are discovered, it will be dangerous."

Seeing him falling asleep like this, Xuan Ning quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and helped him onto the bed.

The emperor didn't sleep comfortably, his brows were frowning and he didn't know what he dreamed of.

Opening and closing his mouth, he thought he was going to drink water, but when he took it, he found that his mouth shape was that of Zhiyu.

Xuan Ning suddenly felt even more uncomfortable, and his master didn't know what was going on.

Back then it was fine if the late emperor didn't love her, but now that he finally got a girl he likes, it's not enough to be happy with each other day and night.

It's really embarrassing to think about it.

He was drunk and fell asleep, but Han Zhiyu sat for a long time before falling asleep.

She began to wonder why she wasn't wearing it, so that she didn't have to worry about the identity of this body.

Don't worry about whether she will make things difficult for the Han family if she goes off immediately.

But it's a pity that there are no ifs, so thinking about it is useless, it is better to take care of the present.

On the third day after the year, Fang Ai brought Meng Yingying to see her.

They are not concubines now, so naturally they have to go through some procedures.

Because she found it troublesome, Han Zhiyu asked someone to pick her up directly.

She paced back and forth in the courtyard, unable to restrain her happiness: "Have they arrived yet?"

(End of this chapter)