Treating the Concubine, Eliminating the Wife: Reborn, I Refuse to Marry the Scumbag and Marry the Pr

The ministers in the main hall were silent. Now the new master sitting on the dragon throne had a deep and unpredictable mind, and his methods were also vigorous and resolute.

He had only been in power for two months, but he had already begun to amend the legal code, change taxes, hold imperial examinations, and develop water conservancy... He made drastic changes and the entire court was turned upside down.

After going to court, Xie Tingzhou left the palace to pick up Shen Yu.

After Emperor Yongning passed away, although Shen Yu looked fine and never shed tears, she was often in a low mood.

Everyone she could regard as her confidant and best friend in this world was gone, and it was inevitable that she would feel depressed.

Xie Tingzhou was worried and often sent her to chat with Yu Wanqiu.

The carriage was driving on the street, and Xi Feng followed on horseback. "Your Majesty, the courtiers kneel down every day to ask you to ascend the throne and proclaim yourself emperor. Why do you keep refusing?"

Almost everyone thought that Xie Tingzhou was heading for the position of the Ninth Five Supreme Being, but when the road ahead was smooth and there was no obstacle, he stopped in front of the dragon chair.

"I am willing to carry this mountain and river, but I don't want it to become a shackles for me."

Xie Tingzhou looked at the people coming and going and said: "There are too many things that you cannot do when you are an emperor, and there are also many things that you must do that you are not willing to do."

No one in the world understands him except Shen Yu. She has never asked him this question.

The Shen Mansion was newly renovated. The maid took off her garb and deliberately walked softly for fear of disturbing the master inside.

"Are you still used to living here?"

"Get used to it." Yu Wanqiu said with a smile: "How can I not get used to it?"

Shen Yu teased the baby in the crib. The baby's mouth was open and saliva was drooling from the corner of its mouth.

Yu Wanqiu used a handkerchief to lightly wet it with saliva, "It's starting to grow teeth, and I've been drooling a lot lately."

"It's so cute." Shen Yu squeezed his chubby little hand and shook it gently, and said, "If it weren't for my physical inconvenience, I would have carried the coffin to send my father to reunite with my mother, and my brother could be at home with you and me. child."

"Your brother is an older brother, and this is what he should do."

Yu Wanqiu looked at Shen Yu's protruding belly and asked, "Is it eight months old?"

"No." Shen Yu put her hand on her belly, "It's only seven months."

Yu Wanqiu said in surprise: "Look at how big it is. It looks so good."

"I eat more."

The child on the side said: "Aunt, Xuan'er eats the same amount as aunt."

"That's right." Shen Yu smiled and rubbed Li Xuan's head.

Li Xuan is Li Zhaonian's only son.

Before Li Zhaonian left, he sent away Queen Chu with a glass of poisonous wine, leaving only his only son Li Xuan in his care and entrusted to Shen Yu, asking her to send the child far away.

Shen Yu wanted to find a good family for the child, so Li Xuan temporarily stayed in the palace and was taken care of by the original nanny. Later, Shen Yu found out that the nanny would not even spare a small child, beating and scolding her all day long, and the child would be eaten. Not full.

Where can such a child be sent? Shen Yu didn't worry about giving it to anyone to raise, so Shen Yu kept Li Xuan with her to raise him.

She regarded Li Zhaonian as a confidant and asked Li to call her her aunt.

The maid knocked on the door and said that the prince had picked up the princess after going to court. Shen Yu stood up to say goodbye, walked out of the yard and put her hand in Xie Tingzhou's palm.

This year spring has started early, just after the New Year, and the snow has begun to melt.

Horse-drawn carriages were driving on the street, with people coming and going on both sides. Red New Year lanterns were hung at the doors of the shops on the street.

Pedestrians who meet acquaintances will say Happy New Year to each other.

Xie Tingzhou led Shen Yu on the quiet palace road.

Deep and shallow footprints stretched into a line in the snow. They walked quietly, letting the wind fill their sleeves.

This imperial city has witnessed the rise and fall of several dynasties. The winds of history have been blowing for thousands of years. Countless people have come and succeeded, just to keep the mountains and seas intact and the world to be peaceful.

They walked in the long river of time, leaving behind one stroke after another in the history books.

Shen Yu thought of the winter of the 17th year of Tongxu.

They met each other in the flames of war.

Let’s walk through the winter snow and the spring breeze together, and love each other passionately in the season of blooming mountain flowers.

"Auntie."

Shen Yu turned her head, the floating clouds suddenly dispersed, and Xie Tingzhou smiled like a spring breeze.

"I love you."

————(Full text ends)——Spreading flowers

The author has something to say:

Getting ready was the beginning of my anxiety.

As I watched the outline shrink little by little, I knew it was time to say goodbye again. I was glad to have told you another story, but I was also very reluctant to say goodbye.

Xie Tingzhou and Shen Yu have been with me for several months, and they have gradually matured from a little vague idea in my mind to the point where I feel like they are alive.

I cried with them for their losses and rejoiced for their victories, as if I had witnessed their lives.

To be honest, I was very depressed while writing this article.

I read Wang Anshi, Zhang Juzheng, Xin Qiji, Li Yu... I wanted to understand the culture and social status quo at that time from the stories of the ancients, but unfortunately, all I read from different stories from different eras was just The tragedy of history.

Imperial power is the shackles that bind Li Zhaonian, and the outline is the shackles that bind me. Now that the outline is finished, I want to give everyone a shot first, because the author is going crazy.

I want to let myself go in the extra chapter and write whatever comes to my mind, so you don’t have to think about the logic of the extra chapter content, because there is no logic!

Finally, I would like to thank everyone who has been accompanying me to catch up on updates. You have really given me a lot of encouragement.

A friend who is also an author asked me if readers would quarrel? Can you curse? I said they were really great and would catch me typos every day. To tell you the truth, I was really proud of them at the time.

Okay, enough nonsense, see you in the next one.

————Knowledge