The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

Si Yu succeeded to the throne and changed his Yuan to Jiayi.

The Enthronement Ceremony and Queen's Conferment Ceremony were arranged to be held on the same day, and the grand and grand scene on that day became the most colorful stroke in the description of the empress of Qing Dynasty.

On the ceremony.

The handsome emperor in dragon robe and the beautiful queen wearing a phoenix crown and a phoenix robe stand side by side.

Civil and military officials knelt down and saluted the empress.

The palace people sang and read the decree of grace.

All the officials were promoted to a higher level, and at the same time the Song family was promoted to Chaopin Zhenguo Mansion, and the title will be passed on forever and will never decline.

The imperial ceremony was busy from morning till night.

Si Yu was busy with affairs just after he became the throne, and immediately went to the imperial study with all the elders for a small court meeting.

Song Zhao was much more relaxed, and went back to Jiaofang Hall after Dian.

Before the imperial ceremony, the palace staff refurbished the Jiaofang Hall half a month in advance.

The hall is arranged according to Song Zhao's favorite furnishings, everything from incense burners to small pharmacies, except that the venue looks more luxurious and spacious, which is no different from her boudoir in Zhaoyang Courtyard of Song Mansion.

Song Zhao was exhausted all day, and when he saw the familiar environment in front of him, he immediately felt much more relaxed.

Ling Dang and Bi Qing waited on Song Zhaomu, and while applying essential oils on her white body, they snickered, "The furnishings of the Jiaofang Palace, from the inside to the outside, were all written down word by word by His Majesty, and made by people staring at the palace servants." , I am afraid that the empress will not feel comfortable living in the palace."

Biqing smiled and Mimi echoed, "Your Majesty always puts our empress first, and he didn't even take care of his own Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Song Zhaooubai's arms were lying beside the bathtub made of warm jade.

The clear hot water gently passed over her snow-white and delicate skin, and the girl was like a translucent flower petal soaked in the water, gentle and pure.

Like a handful of ice and snow on the top of a mountain, it is exquisite and delicate.

The beauty is amazing.

"You two little girls, will you die if you don't flatter for a day?"

Song Zhao raised his delicate eyebrows.

Lazy ending sounds, showing a good mood.

Bell Biqing looked at each other and smiled shyly.

After Mu died, Song Zhao put on a middle coat made of silk.

The golden silk thread is like starlight jumping around.

The long twisted hair was tied up by a purple jade gold hairpin.

Sophisticated from head to toe.

Song Zhao groaned in his heart.

It's too extravagant.

No wonder so many people are chasing top power.

It's so cool to be a queen.

"Your Majesty is here—" the palace servants sang promises from outside the door.

Si Yu strode in from the outside, and his cold face quickly warmed up the moment he stepped into the Jiaofang Hall.

Song Zhao had just finished his meal and was wiping his mouth with a handkerchief, when he heard the sound, he saluted dignifiedly, "Your Majesty Jin'an."

Si Yu reached out and pulled Song Zhao into his arms, and said in a slightly serious voice, "Don't salute me."

Song Zhao bent his eyes and smiled, poked his finger on the man's chest, and nodded playfully twice, "Etiquette cannot be broken."

She indicated that there were palace people around.

Si Yu didn't care, bowed his head and kissed Song Zhao on the cheek, which was fragrant and soft, overbearing and unreasonable, "I want everyone to follow etiquette, but my queen is unique."

When the palace people heard the words, they felt envious in their hearts.

Si Yu waved the obtrusive person out.

The couple leaned against the glass lamp and rubbed their ears together.

Song Zhao reached out and touched Si Yu's black eyes, feeling sorry for his hard work, "How does it feel to be the Son of Heaven?"

"not so good."

Si Yu rested his chin on Song Zhao's shoulder, and pressed all the weight of his body, very clingy, "I regret it a little, I don't see you very often every day."

Being emperor is too busy.

Going to court at five o'clock every day, he was busy from morning to night, especially when he had just ascended the throne, in order to set an example, he had to read memorials when eating.

During the month of preparing for the enthronement and queen conferring ceremonies alone, Si Yu could only sleep for two hours a day, and the rest of the time was engaged in business.

Song Zhao could hear the depression in Si Yu's heart, and wanted to laugh, "Then what should I do? I can't run away."

"I miss you very much." Si Yu took Song Zhao's hand, passed it between his fingers, and intertwined with her, "I think about you every day... I am not a responsible emperor. I am very annoying when I see the government. I want to go sightseeing with you."

Song Zhao, "..." There is no need to be so unmotivated.

She didn't even bother to say it.

What she does as a queen is kind of addictive.

"Kiss." Si Yu said again.

Song Zhao put on red lips, and the two entwined and took a deep kiss.

Si Yu kissed until his spine was shaking, and the line from his neck to his Adam's apple was slightly undulating, which was extremely sexy.

He pecked her chin, "Let's give birth to a little princess... so that when she grows up and takes over the government of his father, I can retire and spend time with you."

Song Zhao's chin itched, and he avoided him with a smile, "How can the little princess help you, don't you still have to give birth to a little prince?"

She knew that Si Yu had always wanted a daughter and wanted to raise a little Azhao, and she dreamed of calling her good daughter to be hugged by her father at night.

Si Yu's eyes were deep red, and he fell into the curtain while pressing Song Zhao.

"Then regard her as the empress."

"..."

Song Zhao's voice was swallowed up.

*

Si Yu put the matter of having a baby on the agenda.

No matter how busy he is every day, he must go back to Jiaofangdian to sleep with Song Zhao on time.

He could only sleep for two hours a day, and spent one and a half hours pulling Song Zhao to roll the sheets.

Song Zhao was afraid that he would die one day, and he couldn't be persuaded, so he secretly gave him medicine to strengthen his body...

After working hard for a month, Song Zhao found that his sunflower water had stopped.

Take the pulse.

She is pregnant.

Ask for a ticket, give me the illusion that there are many treasures watching after the ending.