He Ling was taken into the palace, and the moment she received the imperial edict, she felt that Zhao Juanhan was crazy.
She knew about his friendship with her.
She couldn't explain how she felt about the great changes in the court and him ascending to the throne.
Fengxi Palace, she couldn't sleep all night.
Zhao Junhan came over in the middle of the night.
The people in the palace stood up and held lamps.
After a while, the palace was lit up.
Zhao Junhan frowned slightly.
It seemed that he was tired.
He also had too many things to deal with.
He had not finished reading the book.
Came over.
He Ling was just about to get up from the bed, and before he could put on his shoes, he walked in from the outside.
He waved his hand, and everyone in the workers' palace went out in a sensible manner.
"Don't move."
When He Ling heard this, she sat by the bed.
She was not very sleepy.
She went to bed and lay down for a long time, but could not fall asleep.
Zhao Junhan didn't like others getting close to him.
He took off his heavy court clothes and suddenly met her blank gaze.
He smiled and asked, "What's wrong?
Are you stupid?"
He Ling's face turned red, she lowered her head, swayed her little feet, and said in a low voice, "No."
But suddenly I felt a little uncomfortable.
The first time I saw him, he was still the young man wearing tattered clothes.
The shoes he was wearing had holes in them.
He Ling still remembered it clearly, maybe it was too unforgettable.
But now the man standing in front of her is already the supreme person in the world.
He holds the power of life and death for everyone in the world.
He is no longer the young man who allows others to bully him.
Although Zhao Junhan was tired, he was still in good spirits, "I thought you were stunned."
It would be good if this rough-minded girl could take a fancy to her face.
Thinking of this, he touched his face.
Today he heard Dafu say that he looks good.
He Ling raised her eyes and stared at him intently, "Why are you so late?"
Zhao Junhan sat next to her and leaned on her shoulder, "I see now that all the Zhezi are full of nonsense.
None of these old antiques sincerely want to help me."
“You must be tired” "Well, I'm so tired, even more tired than before."
It's even more tiring than the days when I relied on others, was cautious, and calculated every step of the way.
But after getting tired, the power is now in my own hands.
He Ling thought that based on his temperament, he probably didn't even eat dinner, so she asked, "Are you hungry?"
Zhao Junhan had no appetite.
He was past the point of being hungry.
The weather was getting hot and muggy, so he couldn't eat much.
Mainly because he was so angry that he couldn't eat.
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Everyone was begging for Zhao Shizong's mercy.
Originally, he had no intention of doing anything to Zhao Shizong, and he could still handle these matters clearly.
But those who were annoyed by these rumors wanted to do something to Zhao Shizong.
"Not hungry."
"Have you had dinner yet?"
she asked lightly.
Zhao Junhan pursed his lips and said nothing.
He Ling sighed, "You're not hungry, but I am.
I've been waiting for you for a long time tonight, but you didn't even come."
Zhao Junhan tugged on a few strands of hair hanging on her shoulders, "Didn't I tell you not to wait?"
He Ling raised her hand to move his head away from her shoulders, looked at him motionlessly and said, "I'm hungry, please eat some with me."
How could Zhao Juanhan not know that she was coaxing him to eat.
It feels pretty good.
He stood up, ordered everyone to pass the meal, and went into the inner room again, "Put on some clothes and come out again."
He Ling casually put on a coat and put on his shoes before walking slowly outside.
The meal was brought out quickly, two or three refreshing side dishes, accompanied by light white porridge.
He Ling didn't eat much at night, but now that he saw it, he also whetted his appetite, so he took a bowl of porridge and tasted it.
Zhao Junhan ate very quickly and drank two bowls of porridge in one go.
He likes to eat vegetarian dishes and doesn't like eating meat.
When he didn't have anything to eat before, he didn't pick anything, but now he is very picky about food.
"Are you full?"
He Ling asked smoothly.
Zhao Junhan laughed muffledly and said seriously, "I'm full."
Then he asked people to remove the bowls and chopsticks.
As soon as he finished eating, he was not in a hurry to wash up.
He propped his head and looked straight at her without moving his eyes.
He Ling felt uncomfortable under his burning eyes and said dryly: "I'm sleepy."
Zhao Junhan nodded, "Yes." kindness What is grace?
He Ling was about to stand up, but her waist was stopped by his suddenly extended palm.
He pulled her into his arms, his thin lips rubbing the skin behind her ears, "Don't move, let me take a look." ” These days, he was too busy and didn't even take a good look at her.
He seemed to have thought of something, and smiled quietly to himself, and asked: "That day, you told me that you would wait for me to come back.
What did you mean?"
He Ling leaned against his chest, her heart tightened, and the roots behind her ears slowly turned red.
She didn't know how to move her hands, "I forgot, I never said such a thing."
Zhao Junhan held her little hand on his chest, his smile deepened a lot, and he said to himself: "It doesn't matter if you forget, I just remember.
Do you think I will die?"
The battlefield is ruthless.
If he really goes, he may not be able to come back.
He Ling denied, "No, I never thought so."
She was just worried.
He Ling turned her face sideways and just caught sight of his side face.
He was really good-looking, with delicate eyebrows.
When she took a closer look, she realized that his eyelashes were quite long, and when they hung down, they cast a shadow.
She quickly looked away without looking further.
Zhao Junhan's hand holding her waist tightened, and he said softly: "Don't talk about this anymore."
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He stood up, hugged her, and put her on the bed, "I'm going to take a shower first."
Several candles were extinguished, leaving only two dim lamps beside the bed.
Zhao Junhan went to take a shower behind the screen, and Ling's sleepiness suddenly disappeared.
She thought of something, something that could not be ignored or avoided.
She and Zhao Juanhan are now husband and wife, and they are known to everyone in the world.
Zhao Junhan came out from behind the screen.
He was shirtless and there were a few drops of water on his strong chest.
When he saw He Ling who still had his eyes open, he was stunned.
Aren't you sleepy?
Why haven't you fallen asleep yet?
He Ling was already nervous, but when she saw his appearance, she couldn't relax even more, and her whole body was tense.
Zhao Junhan lifted the quilt and slept outside.
He held her waist with both hands, closed his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"
He Ling's hands dug into the sheets, "Just fell asleep."
He almost immediately heard something was wrong with her voice.
He opened his eyes and looked at the crimson-colored person in front of him before he knew what was going on.
I'm afraid this is a wrong idea.
He patted her head and said, "Go to sleep."
He Ling turned sideways, with one leg half curled up, and she gently closed her eyes.
After a while, she heard him sigh, "Don't be afraid, I won't touch you."
"You're still young, don't worry."
He Ling's tight grip slowly let go, as if he had been reassured, and he was indeed not as scared as before.
In fact, there are also some girls younger than her who get married early, get married at the age of twelve or thirteen, and have children at the age of fourteen or fifteen.
She is fourteen, so she cannot be said to be old.
The thread around He Ling's head was not so tight, and he fell into a deep sleep soon.
She woke up in the middle of the night because of her discomfort and always felt uncomfortable.
Her little hand touched the hot spot and it was hard.
Half asleep and half awake, she said in a daze: "I feel so uncomfortable."
Zhao Junhan felt more uncomfortable than she did.
Her hand was holding it, and sweat started to form on his forehead.
He asked, "What's wrong?"
He Ling struggled to open her eyes, only to see that she had fallen asleep on his chest without knowing it, with one of his legs sandwiching her calf.
Her head was still groggy, so she replied smoothly: "There is something pressing against it."
It makes me feel uncomfortable and I can’t sleep.”
Zhao Junhan was embarrassed for a moment, endured the pain and took her hand away, moved his body back, and asked softly: "Are you feeling better?"
He Ling's eyelids closed again, "Well, I feel much more comfortable."
After saying that, her whole body clung to him again.
His body was cold and comfortable to hold.
Zhao Junhan secretly said something bad, but he heard her mutter vaguely again, which still made him feel uncomfortable.
He smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to move her away gently, and got off the bed quietly.
He went behind the screen and took a cold shower.
Fortunately, it was not too cold.
The sky outside the window gradually became brighter, and Zhao Junhan simply stopped sleeping.
He put on his clothes and sat by the bed for a while, his eyes almost falling on He Ling.
He Ling's sleeping condition was not good, this was something he had known for a long time.
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Her little feet were already exposed.
He laughed, stuffed her feet back, covered her with the quilt, leaned over and kissed her secretly on the lips before leaving the room.
Before leaving, she specifically ordered the palace attendants to wake her up when the time came, so as to save her from starving, which would be bad if something went wrong due to hunger.
In his busy schedule, Zhao Junhan has not forgotten anyone.
That is Concubine Zhao.
I heard that she seems to have been seriously ill recently.
This palace change has been a success.
It is really interesting how she is still seriously ill.
Since you are sick, go and have a look.
It just so happens that there are still a lot of accounts that have not been settled.
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