The Way of Favors

???? Emperor Jiahe died, Xu Jin didn't even have time to remember him, he was so busy that he didn't find Fu Rong for three days.

Fu Rong had moved into Fengyi Palace at the back of Chongzheng Hall. She was the queen. Every day, she followed the Queen Mother and led the housemaid to guard the spirits. She was very busy, busy and tired. At first she had a little tears, but then she tossed. I don't have the mood to miss the first emperor, so I can only rely on wiping things on the veil to cry.

The transfer of the old and the new is the most prone to chaos. Xu Jin didn't have time to come, but let Brother Bi live in Fengyi Palace first. Ape and Axuan were still young and followed Fu Rong.

"Mother, my leg hurts." Kneeling came back this day, and Brother Zhu complained to his mother with a bitter face.

Fu Rong's knee hurts, so he understood what his son meant. He hugged the little guy onto the warm couch, rolled up his trouser legs and saw that his knees were blue. This is still a knee pad. Fu Rong himself was not afraid of the suffering, but felt sorry for his son. He took the stasis removing ointment that Meixiang handed over, unscrewed the lid and put it aside, personally dug out the ointment to help his son apply the medicine. The emperor's grandfather is going to be buried."

Brother Zhu didn't understand, "What is burial?"

Fu Rong gently applied the medicine while softly explaining in the blank gaze of Brother Zhu: "The imperial tomb was built for himself before the imperial grandfather went to heaven. Now that the imperial grandfather is gone, his coffin is about to be moved. Go to the imperial tomb, that's called burial."

Brother Wei has known that the emperor grandfather has gone to heaven in the past few days, and he will never see the emperor grandfather again. When he grows up and shoots the eagle emperor grandfather, he can’t see it, and there are tears in Feng’s eyes. Just about to fall, I suddenly saw A Xuan crawling behind her mother to grab the lid of the box, and suddenly forgot to cry, "Mother, look at A Xuan!"

Fu Rong turned his head.

Axuan had grabbed the lid of the box in her hand and was about to stuff her mouth while she was sitting there, but Mei Xiang smiled and stopped her.

Fu Rong pretended to be anxious to persuade her daughter: "Axuan don't eat it. This is bitter and not tasty."

Axuan stared at her mother earnestly, probably because the scent of the ointment wafted out was so good, the little girl quickly recognized that she was lying, pushed away Mei Xiang's hand, and continued to deliver it to her mouth.

The little girl was difficult to deal with, and Fu Rong didn't stop him, and said to Mei Xiang: "Hurry up and prepare sweet water. A Xuan will be bitter for a while to eat."

Mei Xiang cooperated skillfully and went outside and ordered the little palace lady.

Axuan put down the chubby hand that reached his chin, and looked at Mei Xiang fixedly. After Mei Xiang went out, she called the little palace lady loudly. Axuan blinked and looked at her mother.

Fu Rong smiled and coaxed her daughter: "Mother let them prepare sweet water, Axuan eat it, not afraid of hardship."

Axuan finally believed, and immediately put the lid back to her mother's side, shook her head again and again, with a look of disgust.

Apei was sitting and playing in it. Hearing her sister's voice, she turned her head and looked around and continued to play by herself.

After coaxing the naughty eldest daughter, Fu Rong wiped Brother Bi's knee on the other side, looking at the tears still hanging on his son's eyelashes, with infinite emotion. The bigger the person, the more he knows. Brother Bi doesn't understand what death is, but he will be sad because he can't see the emperor grandfather. It's like the two little girls behind, who only knows how to play.

"emperor."

Just after rolling up the legs of Brother Zhu, the two palace ladies guarding the door suddenly knelt down.

Fu Rong's heart jumped, and he caught a glimpse of the man in the ink-colored dragon-embroidered uniform who walked in, standing on the ground instinctively, "The emperor is here."

Xu Jin first let all the people in the room go down, and then smiled at her: "It sounds smooth." The first time he claimed to be me, he was a little nervous, and Fu Rong was fine, as if he had shouted countless times.

Fu Rong saw that he smiled as close as before, and the little strangeness that had been added because of his identity change disappeared instantly. He sat on the edge of the couch again, continued to help his son with the medicine, and gently turned his hand on Brother Yu's knee. , His eyes were full of longing looking at his man, "Being a dream emperor at night, I yelled too many times, of course it went smoothly. The emperor, should I change my name to a concubine?"

After she was born again, she hoped to be a queen so that no one would dare to despise her anymore. Now that she finally became the emperor, she liked to call Xu Jin the emperor. Only when she shouted, she felt real. Moreover, every time the court lady **** was ordered to return to Xu Jin, let them tell the emperor what to do, and call the emperor once, and Fu Rong felt very good.

Xu Jin looked at his wife, and saw the words "Little Man Dezhi" on her face.

But he feels good to make her so proud.

Hugging Axuan who was crawling over, Xu Jin skillfully took out the veil from Fu Rong, and talked to her without covering his nose: "What was it like before, thinking less about the things that you don't need, Brother Zi didn't wear knee pads?"

"Wear it." Fu Rong pointed to the two knee pads on the chair over there, "It's still too small, no way."

"Father, I don't hurt." Brother Wei raised his head and said.

The son was sensible, so Xu Jin touched his head and called Apei, who didn't want his father at all, to hold one, and put his forehead against Fu Rong's forehead and asked her if there was any trouble here. Brother Wei is used to talking with his mother like this, sitting obediently between them, turning his head to tease his sister.

Others saw the emperor's foreheads against each other, and they didn't know how much they should envy the empress's deep affection. It was more tired than the newlyweds. But if Axuan and Apei sisters knew that the emperor actually disliked their "smelly" before they went to smell the fragrance on their mothers, are they afraid that they would not let Xu Jin hold them?

Fortunately, they still don't understand.

Fu Rong shook his head slightly, and returned to Xu Jin contentedly: "You have a mother to help me, and everything goes well. How about the emperor? See you are all thinner."

Xu Jin sighed: "I'm very busy, so it's good, I don't have time to think too much."

Fu Rong knew that he was referring to the death of the first emperor.

Not knowing how to comfort him, Fu Rong asked him how to arrange dinner, "Eat here?"

Xu Jin said.

After the meal, the children all went to sleep in the wing behind the main room. After a few days, the couple finally slept on the same bed again.

No matter how normal Xu Jin behaves, Fu Rong knows that he must be sad. After being hugged by Xu Jin, she hugged him heartily and softly persuaded: "No matter how sad the emperor is, I still have to eat regularly every day, father The emperor went suddenly, and this palace is supported by the emperor. Don't tire yourself out."

Xu Jin responded softly, "I know, Don't worry about it."

Fu Rong really didn't worry anymore, because she felt that Xu Jin didn't seem to be thinking about the pain of losing her father. Her body was stiff and she suddenly didn't know what to do. When the Queen Xian died, she and Xu Jin also kept their filial piety for three months. Xu Jin held her to toss once that night, and didn't pay attention to the three-month filial piety. But this time it was Emperor Jiahe's death. Given Fu Rong's understanding of Xu Jin, he shouldn't have that kind of thought in a short time, right?

But what's against the thigh...is so obvious.

"emperor……"

"Don't call me the emperor," the voice on his mouth was a little ruthless, but Xu Jin held Fu Rong's arms tighter, his voice hoarse, "Don't shout like that the night before filial piety, shout after filial piety."

Fu Rong didn't understand, and asked him puzzledly: "Why?"

"When you call, I can't help it." Xu Jin really couldn't help it, and quickly pushed the person out.

Becoming an emperor, watching the courtiers kneel and knock on him three times and nine times, the whole world was in his hands. Xu Jin couldn’t describe that feeling. When she returned to Fu Rong, she was proud to call him the emperor. The courtiers' bows also made Xu Jin's heart surging. She was tolerable during the day. She shared the bed at night and called the emperor charmingly in her ears. It just... made him want to clean her up and listen to her crying and begging the emperor for mercy!

Before the thought was out of control, Xu Jin stopped in time, closing his eyes and calming down.

Listening to his rapid breathing, Fu Rong chuckled silently in the darkness.

She became a queen, fresh and proud. Perhaps Xu Jin is the same? Because she called the emperor, she became emotional.

Since he couldn't do bad things, Fu Rong wrapped himself in a quilt to sleep, and after a while he was pulled into his arms again.

"The emperor..."

Before he finished shouting, someone covered his mouth.

A good night's sleep, and when he woke up the next day, Xu Jin was gone.

The first emperor buried the imperial mausoleum. In the early twelfth lunar month, Xu Jin was enthroned, and then the canonization of Fu Rong's queen and the canonization of the crown prince of Brother Bi were all done before the court break. As a brother, Xu Jin believes that he must take care of his brothers, and that he must respect and obey his elders. He is smart and sensible. Xu Jin believes that the eldest son will not live up to his expectations. Therefore, he is happy to set up his prince early.

When his son became the prince, Fu Rong was a little worried when he was happy. He leaned in Xu Jin's arms and asked, "Brother Ju is only four years old. Is the emperor really relieved?"

She also hopes that Brother Ju will be successful, but what if her son disappoints Xu Jin in the future? In her eyes, she likes Brother Ju. She is afraid that Xu Jin expects her brother Ju too much and will be disappointed in the future. Xu Jin is not happy, and Brother Ju is also sad.

At this moment, Fu Rong finally realized what the change of identity meant.

It means that her elder brother, her future sons are all princes. They are brothers, but they also have a potential competitive relationship. After more than 20 years, the sons will be brothers, friends, brothers, or... How did Xu Jin teach them.

Xu Jin kissed her forehead eloquently, and said softly, "Father-in-law and mother-in-law are good at teaching their children, and your brothers and sisters are talented and caring about each other. It is true brotherhood, especially you, who loves the family the most. Well, we can definitely teach our children well. Let's teach together, and there will be no mistakes."

His voice was gentle, and Fu Rong thought about how his brothers and sisters were getting along when they were young, and unknowingly relaxed again, thanking him gratefully, "The emperor really boast, every time I worry about something, I am not afraid of what the emperor says. Up."

From initially tentatively discussing contraception with him, to worrying about pregnancy, he can always coax her at ease.

"The emperor..." Fu Rong felt soft in her heart, and couldn't help but want to kiss him, so she stretched her hand around his neck and slowly rubbed it up.

Xu Jin was itchy by her screaming emperor. At this moment, she was obviously moved. How could Xu Jin refuse, and he pressed her to lie flat, leaned forward without pity, bit her ear, "Nong Nong shouted again, shouted a few more times, I like to hear..."

Fu Rong also liked to hear him claim to be so, and contentedly turned into a soft vine, entangled him tightly, entangled her emperor.