Queen, I am dressing for you

Chapter 37: Dressing

An Junchen left.At that moment, Xi Yazhu felt empty in her heart.

He slept with An Junchen in the same bed for three years. He woke up many times and couldn't see An Junchen beside him many times. .

He sat on the bed with his knees hugged, and looked at the messy bed sheet in front of him, which still had the happy atmosphere of last night, but the person had already left.He didn't know how long he hugged his knees and watched, even though little Changzi came in to serve him, he was still dazed and at a loss what to do.

His heart was chilly as if being poured into the cold wind. He had never felt that the palace was so cold and desolate. Without An Junchen by his side, everything seemed to lose its color.

Under Xiao Changzi's service, Xi Yazhu took the clothes and said calmly: "Go out, let me be quiet."

With worry in his brows, little Changzi muttered a few times, but still bowed his head and backed away, leaving only his teeth to look at him silently.

Rubbing Yaya's head, the corners of Xi Yazhu's mouth curled up slightly: "Yaya, I'm fine, don't worry, you...huh?" On the side of his eyes, he saw a red corner exposed under An Junchen's sleeping pillow. It looks like a booklet.

Pushing back the pillow and taking out something, it turned out to be a thin red book with a few vigorous words written on it: Guide to Chasing a Wife.

"Guide to chasing a wife?" Xi Yazhu was a little impressed by the font on it, it seemed to belong to Prime Minister Xu, but it was only Prime Minister Xu's stuff, why was it in An Junchen's hands.Open it and turn it over several times, Xi Yazhu couldn't laugh or cry.It is full of various methods of chasing a wife, from basic necessities of life to the way of speaking on weekdays, all written in great detail, and some of them were circled by An Junchen, and wrote notes and his own opinions .

Flipping through a few pages, Xi Yazhu couldn't help laughing while looking at An Junchen's comments. In the part of "Changing the name", An Junchen drew a large circle, put a cross on it, and commented "Shit"!Then, in the "Appreciation of Flowers", An Junchen circled a small part and wrote a sentence or two: You must pay attention to viewing flowers in the palace. You must not say that there are flower demons in the palace. Allow travel without being too ostentatious.

Flipping through the pages, each page of the guidebook for chasing a wife is full of their past. At this moment, Xi Yazhu doesn't seem to be reading the guidebook for chasing a wife, but more like reading their memoirs.

Xi Yazhu sat on the bed and read it for an unknown amount of time. Everyone was intoxicated in it. He spent a long time reading this thin booklet.After Xiao Changzi brought in his lunch, he ate a few mouthfuls in a hurry, and laughed aloud at the criticism in the guide, which almost missed Fang Ya's face.

Xi Yazhu was with An Junchen in the past, he was mostly indifferent, never smiled so happily, his teeth seemed to be stained by him, jumped onto the bed, arched into his arms, tilted his head, looked at the word, once he When laughing, he snorts and sniffs, as if laughing at him, or laughing with him.

For a whole day, he looked at the booklet slowly, until he reached the treetops on the moon, and he turned to the last page, and suddenly, he froze.

That page was the last page of the book, and there was only a short sentence from An Junchen: Ya Zhu, you should smile more.

It was clearly just a sentence on paper, but it seemed to generate a voice, which flowed into his ears, and it was like An Junchen hugged him and whispered softly in his ear.

Xi Yazhu really smiled, but her eyes were full of tears.He put the booklet away, put on his clothes, and walked on the ground with his bare feet. The brazier in the room was burning brightly, and his bare feet didn't feel cool at all. An Junchen was always in many places he couldn't see, keep him warm.

He asked Xiao Changzi to prepare an empty booklet for him, polished the ink, opened a page, and started writing.The soft tip of the pen walked across the pages of the book. While flipping through the guidebook for chasing a wife, he annotated it, unfolded it in his own words, and recorded the past three years he and An Junchen had gone through, and the terrible year when they first met. Don't forget it either.

After that, recording his past with An Junchen every day became Xi Yazhu's way of chatting and comforting.After An Junchen left, all the memorials were handed over to Prime Minister Xu. It was too heavy a burden for him alone, so Xi Yazhu asked Prime Minister Xu to enter the palace to read some of the memorials for himself and give his own opinions as he thought appropriate.After all, he was born as a prince, even if he doesn't care about political affairs, he still knows some ways to deal with it.

Every day, apart from dealing with political affairs and recording his past with An Junchen, Xi Yazhu would also walk around the palace, walking all the places they walked together, slowly wasting time.An Junchen never sent back a letter, and what happened on the front line would only fall into the ears of Prime Minister Xu, and never a single word would enter Xi Yazhu's ears.

Xi Yazhu knew that this was deliberately arranged by An Junchen.Once a person has news, he always wants to hear more news. It is a habit. If one day he no longer hears the news, it will make people even more disturbed. It is better to never hear anything. At least there is a psychological Prepare.

Day after day, year after year, Xi Yazhu waited day after day, month after month, the snow in winter melted, the trees in spring turned green, the flowers in summer bloomed, and the fruits in autumn bear fruit. It's the winter of the year again.

Picking up the snow on the winter day, Xi Yazhu stared fixedly at the white light in front of him. It has been a year, and An Junchen has no news for a full year. He doesn't know what happened to An Junchen.A year ago, they were laughing and having fun outside the palace. Today, a year later, they still haven't seen each other. Their longing is like a ruthless blunt sword, piercing into the bottom of their hearts fiercely, but it is difficult to pull it out. Grinding his heart.

Xi Yazhu has already finished writing their story, three years is too short, their story can only be written in one volume, and there will be no more.He was waiting for An Junchen to come back and write with him.

However, he never thought that An Junchen would come back in this way.

An Junchen came back in one year and three days.However, when seeing Xiao Changzi's face, Xi Yazhu panicked and was not happy. Little Changzi's eyes were flickering, his head was hanging down, his shoulders were shaking, and his voice was vague: "Master Xi, the emperor is here In the Palace of Junshu, you... hurry to see him, something happened to him..."

A dull thunder hit Xi Yazhu's mind, what happened to An Junchen? !

Immediately, he left Xiao Changzi and ran over with Yaya. When he broke into the Junshu Palace, he found many guards and generals with haggard faces. Above the palace gate.

"What's going on!" Xi Yazhu panicked, and asked a person who didn't know what position he was in.

That person glanced at Xi Yazhu, then turned his eyes away: "Master Xi, you go in and have a look."

"Alas." A sigh came out of everyone's mouths one after another, and not long after that, an imperial doctor shook his head and came out of the hall, and immediately saluted Xi Yazhu when he saw him.

"How's An Junchen?"

The imperial physician raised his gaze, then lowered his head dodgingly: "Master Xi, you can go in and have a look by yourself, there is nothing I can do."

powerless.Just a few short words made Xi Yazhu dumbfounded, staring at the imperial physician in astonishment, even his hands were shaking.

An Junchen is dying.

These words circled in his mind, Xi Yazhu exerted a lot of strength, Fang bit his lower lip, and pushed towards the door of the palace, but when his hand touched it, he shrank back in fear, he didn't dare to look at it. , dare not go in.

"Master Xi, let's go in quickly, I may see you, the emperor can still save us." Prime Minister Xu walked out of the line, and cast a deep look at Xi Yazhu, his words filled with sadness.

If you see us, you will be saved.Xi Yazhu's hope was ignited at once, he took a deep breath, pushed the door of the palace, and walked in.

It was very night at this time, and there were no lights in the dark hall.Occasionally, the cold wind blows and makes a whistling sound.No, not only was the wind blowing in from outside, but there was also a lot of wind noise in the hall. When I glanced over, I seemed to find black shadows flying around the room.

With a chill down her spine, Xi Yazhu felt even more terrifying. Could it be that An Junchen had returned to heaven and turned into a ghost.Thinking of this possibility, he felt chilled, and rushed into the hall, looking for An Junchen's figure, but unexpectedly found that there was no trace of him, the quilts were stacked neatly, apparently no one was staying.

What about An Junchen? "An Junchen, where are you!"

"Jun Chen, Jun Chen!" Xi Yazhu panicked, whether she was alive or dead, or turned into a ghost, let herself understand.

At this moment, he felt a chill behind him, and felt a pair of cold hands patted his shoulders: "Ya Zhu..." The voice was icy cold, like the voice of a dead soul in hell, Xi Yazhu was startled, and turned around. one look--

"what!"

I rolled my eyes and passed out...

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When Xi Yazhu woke up again, she found herself lying on the bed in a daze, surrounded by the imperial doctor she had just seen.

Seeing him waking up, the imperial physician shook his head: "Master Xi, do you still feel any discomfort?"

discomfort.Xi Yazhu rubbed the sore brows, recalling what happened just now, as if he was in the temple, someone patted his shoulder suddenly, when he turned his head, he saw a hideous face, it was...

"An Junchen!"

"Wang Wang!"

Ya Ya came running, barking non-stop.

Xi Yazhu sighed: "Yaya, I didn't call you, imperial physician, An Junchen."

The imperial physician froze, turned slightly sideways, and pointed to the person over there for Xi Yazhu.

Xi Yazhu looked around, and the corners of his mouth were also stiff. An Junchen was lying on the table and fell asleep at the moment, leaving a whole table with saliva, but he was still intact.

"Emperor doctor, what's going on here." Xi Yazhu's heart was made up and down by them, and she almost jumped out.

"Master Xi." The imperial physician looked straight into Xi Yazhu's eyes, if it wasn't for his wrong identity, he really wanted to excitedly hold Xi Yazhu's hand and clap a few times.

"What's going on," Xi Yazhu said helplessly, "Why is he pretending to be a ghost in the hall when he's so good?"

"Master Xi," the imperial physician said again solemnly, "When the emperor came back, he went crazy for some reason, so he took off his clothes and flew around in the hall, saying that he was happy. My minister and several others tried to persuade him, but it was useless. Thinking that the emperor is crazy and there is no cure, the ministers and others are helpless, so they are determined to give up saving him..."

...Dare to quarrel for a long time. The so-called powerlessness does not refer to An Junchen's life, but his intelligence? !

Doctor, are you having fun playing with me like this!

The imperial doctor was shocked three times, feeling Xi Yazhu's burning resentment, shrewdly cupped his hands, called the emperor to wake up, and retreated.

Xi Yazhu stared at the man who opened his eyes and dazedly wiped his saliva, and said coldly: "You're awake."

"Yazhu!" An Junchen was overjoyed, and rushed over, and was about to hold Xi Yazhu to chew, but Xi Yazhu would not let him get close, and waved his hand to push him away: "It stinks, stay away from me. "

Sniffing, An Junchen pulled his clothes and sniffed them a few times, it seemed that he really had some smells, and when he returned to the palace, he was so happy that he took off his clothes without doing anything.

"What's going on with you just now." Xi Yazhu moved her body and stared at him, "It's all right, what are you doing pretending to be a ghost?"

"Yazhu, I'm so happy!" With a clap of his palm, An Junchen excitedly wanted to go over and hug Xi Yazhu, but he obediently retreated after being glared a few times, "Yazhu Yazhu, I've won, The people from the Western Regions were repulsed by me, and they promised to pay indemnities and cede their lands, and have friendly exchanges with our Great Heavenly Dynasty, and pay tribute every year. And this guy, Cindy, was picked up by me on the battlefield, and then..." He scratched his neck and said with a smile, "It was lost by me."

Xi Yazhu was startled, and then returned to normal: "It seems that you also took back his fief?"

"Hmm, it's a pity that he didn't exist on the battlefield, and I have to give him a title. Hmph, I wish I could wipe him out!"

Xi Yazhu didn't know his past life's grievances, just glanced at him, and said indifferently: "It's just such a thing, it makes you so happy that you don't even wear clothes, and when you come back, you play tricks in the palace."

"Oh, Ya Zhu, you have wronged me! When I got along with the countries in the Western Regions, I found that the people there were extremely open-minded. When I heard that they were happy, they would strip and dance. I learned this trick. I am so happy to be back. I thought of it. When I met you, I could take off with you, so I couldn't help taking off my clothes first, waiting for you to come to find me, but I was waiting so anxiously, my internal fire was coming up, and I didn't dare to take off my clothes and run into the snow In the ground, I had to fly lightly in the hall to dissipate heat, but I didn't expect that when I was looking for you, I would scare you."

...An Junchen, has your brain been eaten?

Xi Yazhu burst into tears.Weidao had just seen that face so ferocious, panting and joyful, how could it look good in the dark night.

"Yazhu Yazhu," An Junchen leaned forward again, "I'm back, you marry me soon, I've prepared everything, we can get married tonight!"

Xi Yazhu paused, looked up and down at this man with messy hair and unshaved beard, and shook his hands in disgust: "You are such a wasteful person, and you are still married, go and wash it first."

"Oh, go right away!" When the voice fell, the person was blown away like the wind.

Xi Yazhu was stunned, this person really said one is one, and two is two.

While An Junchen was out, court ladies entered the hall one after another, and put some dressing items and clothes on them.A big red bathtub was also moved in, and the steaming heat made Xi Yazhu a little drunk.

"This is..." Xi Yazhu opened his mouth to ask, but the maids and eunuchs didn't answer. After placing the objects, they gave a respectful blessing and retreated.

Eyes full of red, like a wedding room.

When An Junchen pushed the door and entered, Xi Yazhu's eyes were amazed.He was dressed in a red robe, groom's attire, his hair was neatly combed, and the stubble on his face was shaved clean.An Junchen stepped in front of him step by step, took his hand, and gently kissed him again: "Yazhu, let me help you do your makeup."

As soon as the person became serious, his whole personality changed. Xi Yazhu was stunned for a moment before he nodded slowly: "Yes."

Xi Yazhu was pulled up by An Junchen, and was gently hugged in his arms, a light kiss was pressed on her lips, with tenderness, it could be said that she had exhausted her whole life's tenderness.

The faint fragrance emanated from An Junchen's body, fascinating Xi Yazhu helplessly, and fell drunk under his rare tenderness.

"After the emperor gets married, the process is extremely complicated, and there is no such festive intention of waiting for marriage. Tonight, I will make up for you. How about you marrying me? It's not the emperor who gets married, but An Junchen who gets married."

Feeling overwhelmed, Xi Yazhu smiled knowingly: "Okay."

Holding the person in his arms, he brought him to the dressing table, untied the hairpin, and picked up the red comb. An Junchen smiled softly: "One comb to the end, two combs to match the eyebrows, three combs... knotted..."

……Tolerate.

After combing at last, Xi Yazhu went to take off her clothes and take a bath with her messy and dangling hairpin on her head.

"One stripped down to the legs, and the other stripped...it seemed to be stripped naked."

...be patient.

Xi Yazhu stopped talking, and was carried into the tub by An Junchen, lying quietly beside the tub, waiting for someone to wipe her back, but——

"Wipe it to the end first, then wipe it... oh, it's too hard, it peels off!"

...be patient.

Xi Yazhu felt a burning pain in her back.

Enduring the pain of peeling skin after taking a bath, An Junchen carried Xi Yazhu out, took a cloth towel and wiped off the water stains, took out the wedding dress, and put it on Xi Yazhu: "Wear it to the legs once, and wear it... Hey, Ya Zhu, why did you put your obscene pants on?!"

... Tolerance, is it tolerable or unbearable!

Pulling off the obscene trousers on his head, leaving An Junchen in the face, Xi Yazhu quickly put on his clothes and boots, and took An Junchen to a small wedding hall he arranged, picked up the head cover, put it on, and went to Stand to the left, press An Junchen's head, and worship!

The first bow to heaven and earth, the second bow to the high hall, husband and wife bow to each other, and send them to the bridal chamber!

Thus, An Junchen, who was wearing a red hijab, married Xi Yazhu...

Of course, the price for An Junchen's marriage was that Xi Yazhu couldn't get out of bed for three days and three nights, and she couldn't attend the ceremony until seven days later.

On the eighth day of the second lunar month in the fourth year of the Tian Dynasty, the first emperor, Huan Ya, married the Xi family as his queen, and the whole country celebrated together.In the next few years, the story of Emperor Huan Ya and the Empress spread to the people, and was compiled into a storybook by the folks, which was widely circulated. One of them wrote: In the beginning, the emperor said to all the ministers: "Why did I make the Empress smile. "

The ministers replied: "Blowing air by the pillow."

The next day, with black circles around his eyes, the emperor asked his ministers again, "Why do I please the queen?"

All the ministers replied: "Subject to the 'golden gun does not fall'."

Another day, the emperor was famous in the government and the public for his "self-blasphemy" overnight.

The author has something to say: It's over, let's make a funny comparison, hahaha Σ(⊙▽⊙"a...

Such a good product, please donate to an author for collection, thank you ~ ps: The character Cindy is related to my other two articles "Yun Xing Huang Wu" and "Doing Raiders", so I let him out to show presence.The Queen’s article also mentioned earlier that more than ten years later, Cindy faked her death, hid her identity in the arena, and bribed the forces of the arena to seize the throne, and was finally killed by the people of the arena. The two articles mentioned above are related to Cindy's conspiracy in the rivers and lakes.But because this article is a funny article about happy rebirth, Huang Sang was given the golden finger, and the character of Cindy was also weakened.If you are interested in the other two articles, you can go and read them, and it will not affect you if you don’t read them⊙▽⊙