Chapter 821 Extra_The Emperor and Empress Take the Baby 1

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

The throne ceremony and the throne ceremony were held on the same day. The grand and grand scenes of that day became the most brilliant stroke in the description of the emperor and empress in Qingshi.

Above the ceremony.

The handsome emperor wearing a dragon robe and the beautiful queen wearing a phoenix crown and a phoenix robe join hands.

All civil and military officials knelt down to the emperor and empress.

The palace servants sang and read the imperial decree of grace.

All the ministers were promoted to the first level, and the Song family was promoted to the Superior Duke's Mansion, with the titles passed down forever and never declined.

The imperial ritual ends from morning to night.

Si Yu had just ascended the throne and was busy with his work, so he went to the imperial study with all the masters to have a small court meeting.

Song Zhao was much more leisurely, and he went back to Jiaofang Hall first.

Before the imperial decree, the palace servants rested the Jiaofang Hall half a month in advance.

The hall is arranged according to the furnishings that Song Zhao likes, from incense burners to small pharmacies. In addition to the venue, it looks more luxurious and spacious, it is no different from her boudoir in Zhaoyang Courtyard of Song Mansion.

Song Zhao's fatigue suddenly became much more relaxed when he saw the familiar environment in front of him.

Bell and Biqing served Song Zhaomu's body, and while applying essential oil to her white body, he smiled, "The decorations of the Jiaofang Hall from the inside to the outside are written by His Majesty, which makes people stare at the palace servants, and they are afraid that the Empress will feel uncomfortable living in the palace."

Biqing smiled and echoed, "Your Majesty has always put our Empress first, and he has never even taken care of his own Heart-Soul Hall."

Song Zhao's white arms were placed on the edge of a bathtub made of warm jade.

The clear hot water gently brushed past her snow-white and delicate skin, and the girl was like translucent petals soaked in water, gentle and pure.

It's like a handful of ice and snow on the top of a mountain, exquisite and exquisite.

Amazingly beautiful.

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

Song Zhao raised his delicate eyebrows.

The lazy ending sound shows that you are in a good mood.

Bell Biqing looked at each other and smiled shyly.

Behind Mu, Song Zhao put on a silk garment.

The golden silk thread jumped around like starlight.

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

The price from head to toe is expensive.

Song Zhao felt a little sad.

Too luxurious.

No wonder so many people pursue top power.

Being a queen is so cool.

"Your Majesty is here--" The palace maid singing came from outside the door.

Si Yu walked in from outside, and his cold face quickly recovered the moment he stepped into the Jiaofang Hall.

Song Zhaogang finished his meal and was wiping his mouth with a veil. He heard the sound and saluted dignifiedly, "Your Majesty Jin'an."

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

Song Zhao smiled with his eyes bent, poked his fingers on the man's chest, and ticked it playfully, "Etiquette must not be abandoned."

She signaled that there were palace servants around.

Si Yu ignored it, lowered his head and kissed Song Zhao on the cheek. It was fragrant and soft, domineering and unreasonable, "I want everyone to follow etiquette, but my queen is unique."

When the palace people heard the words, they were envious of them.

Si Yu waved his hand and drove the annoying person out.

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

Song Zhao reached out and touched Wu Qing under Si Yu's eyes, feeling sorry for his hard work, "How is it like being the emperor?"

“Not very good.”

Si Yu put his chin on Song Zhao's shoulders, pressing all the weight of his body over, and it was very clingy. "I regret it a little, I have very few times to see you every day."

Being an emperor is too busy.

He went to court every Friday, from morning to night, especially when he had just ascended the throne, to set an example, he had to read the memorials when eating.

Just this month when he was preparing to ascend the throne and enthronement ceremony, Si Yu could only sleep for three hours a day and spent the rest of his career.

Song Zhao heard Si Yu's depression and wanted to laugh, "What should I do? I can't run away."

"I miss you very much." Si Yu held Song Zhao's hand, walked through the gaps, and linked her fingers. "I miss you every day... I am not a responsible emperor. I am very annoyed when I see the government. I really want to travel with you."

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

She didn't even have the nerve to say it.

She is quite addictive to being a queen.

"Kiss," Si Yu said again.

Song Zhao gave her red lips, and the two of them wrapped around and received a deep kiss.

Si Yu's spine was shaking when he kissed him, and the lines between his neck and Adam's apple were slightly undulating, which was so sexy.

He pecked her chin, "Let's give birth to a little princess... When she grows up and takes over the government of his father, I can retire and accompany you."

Song Zhao's chin itched and he smiled and hid, "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. She dreamed of asking her good daughter to let her father hug her in the night.

Si Yu's eyes were deep red, and he pressed against Song Zhao and poured into the curtain.

"Then I will regard her as the empress."

“…”

Song Zhao's voice was swallowed up.

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Si Yu put the matter of giving birth to a child on the agenda.

No matter how busy I am every day, I have to go back to Jiaofang Hall to sleep with Song Zhao on time.

I could only sleep for three hours a day, and I was pulling Song Zhao away from the bed sheets for two hours.

Song Zhao was afraid that he would not persuade him one day, so he could not persuade him, so he had to secretly make medicine for him to strengthen his body...

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

Take the pulse.

She is pregnant.

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