Chapter 206

The process of the Queen's initiation ceremony is cumbersome and complex. It takes a whole day to worship heaven and ancestors alone.

Instead of going out of the palace to the imperial mausoleum and the temple of heaven, the male dependents of the Imperial Palace opened a sacrificial field in the front hall of the Imperial Palace, which was presided over by the emperor Zhengfu and followed by the princes and concubines. They led their husbands to worship the gods and Buddhas, prayed for the prosperity of the country, and the queen could give birth to her descendants as soon as possible, extending the blood of the royal family.

The processes on both sides are carried out at the same time and do not interfere with each other. The Royal relatives, relatives and some important officials went to the altar with the queen, while some royal men and ordered husbands with high rank came to the palace to worship with Feng Jun. in the evening, the queen came back from outside the palace and held a grand dinner. This rite of passage is over.

As long as the queen and Feng Jun reconcile Yin and Yang tonight, it can prove that the queen has completely become a woman.

"That's Saburo of the Liu family. I used to remember that he didn't look like this."

The queen hasn't come back yet. There are some male dependents in the palace.

The sacrificial rites were complicated and complicated. Not to mention these ordered men, even Yan Chu, the emperor Zheng Fu, had to kneel down for a long time.

At the moment, the most important part of the sacrificial words is being carried out. The ritual officer's voice is stable and loud. Everyone is kneeling honestly. Up to now, it has been kneeling for more than half an hour. But look at the thick stack of sacrificial words in the ritual officer's hand, there are still more than half of them.

Because there were many sacrificial words, a total of ten ritual officials read the sacrificial words in turn. Even so, after several rounds, everyone's voice was a little hoarse.

No one listened carefully to what the sacrificial words were saying. They were all those prayers. Many life men who were close whispered, otherwise they would be kneeling all the time and must be tired to death.

"You're talking about Huiqing. I can't see clearly at a distance, but it seems that her skin color is darker than when she didn't enter the palace before."

The man quietly looked up at the altar, then quickly lowered his head and whispered.

In fact, it's not much black. After all, there are still makeup on such occasions, but the whole person's energy and spirit make people feel different from the past. He remembers that the childe of the Liu family can be delicate and tight, and now he has knelt for more than half an hour. The other party's waist is still straight, and his spirit head is still very good. How bright his eyes are.

"I think not only Huiqing, but also other princes and concubines look better than before."

These people are all old men, most of whom are children in pairs. Even their granddaughters and grandchildren have embraced them. Naturally, their eyes are not very harmonious with those young women now.

The world prefers delicate and pure brothers, but those who are really Zongfu may not see such a man as their son-in-law.

First of all, the delicate body means that the bones are not strong enough. How can such brothers serve their daughter well and let her conceive children as soon as possible.

Secondly, the position of Zongfu is very important. It must be a man who can bear the burden of the whole family and can manage the backyard without leakage when his wife and Lord are busy with government affairs. In the view of these elders, such an excessively Shu Li elder brother can only hook the girl in the family who has no intention of political career.

A good brother's facial features and appearance, the most important thing is his family background and character. Good appearance is the icing on the cake at most, not the standard for them to choose a husband for their daughter.

Before Liu Lin and Zhang Ruyi entered the palace, they were once on the list of those who ordered their husbands to choose the right husband for the girls in their family. Zhang Ruyi ranked high. He was almost the Siquan childe praised by everyone in the capital of the country. Liu Lin was worse. He paid too much attention to his appearance. Everyone knows that the childe of the Liu family is an embroidered pillow and a straw bag, But with a good face and a good family background, the Liu family also indulged him and wanted to send him to the palace.

The result was indeed successful. Those who were optimistic and those who were not optimistic in the expensive husband circle of the two countries entered the Queen's harem, and they were both sealed from the second rank of secretary of state.

The Queen's harem is the most disciplined and the least disciplined. Ordinary people ask the right husband to be virtuous and virtuous, and the side husband and small waiter can be flirtatious and attractive, but the palace is different. Being favored and having his own emperor's heirs as soon as possible are the most important.

Therefore, everyone is waiting to see whether the west wind overwhelms the east wind or the east wind overwhelms the west wind between Zhang Ruyi and Liu Lin. it is said that there are still openings in the underground casino to bet on who can get the Queen's luck before the next draft.

Like the attitude of the palace before, some dignitaries in the capital of the country saw Yan Chu when he went to Beijing with his biological mother Yan Beitian to report on his work. Especially when he was awarded the title of Feng Jun, rumors spread all over the country that he seemed to be salt free and as strong as a bear. No one thought he could be spoiled enough.

In the eyes of these life husbands, they don't like Yan Chu who is too strong and loses the arrogance of men, nor do they like Liu Lin who is too delicate and can't bear the responsibility of the right husband. In contrast, Zhang Ruyi is more popular with these life husbands.

However, these are just the thoughts of those who do not intend to send their son to the palace. Those who covet the throne of Feng Jun and the group of princes and concubines on the altar don't care.

It has been more than half a year since these princes and concubines entered the palace. It was nearly a year ago when they last saw Liu Lin. at that time, he was not Huiqing of the queen, and often followed his father to various hospitals.

I didn't expect to see him for such a long time. His arrogance has been washed away. Although it is not so in line with the previous public aesthetics, it has changed from delicate beauty to bright posture. The whole person's temperament is completely different.

"My poor lin'er."

Liu Lin's father thought very different from the people present. He looked at his black and fat son and felt that he had been greatly persecuted in the palace, and the person who persecuted his son was Fengjun today.

He covered his chest to prevent others from seeing his sad expression. He blamed him for the beauty of Jiang lin'er. Feng Jun must have tortured his son deliberately because he was ugly.

Zhang Ruyi's biological father was more calm. He bowed his head and remembered the letters sent by his son. Now the queen wants to reuse the Yan Family and must lift the ugly man high.

Yi'er's grievance is only temporary. When the Yan family has no use value, the queen will certainly take today's memory as a stain of her life.

How could a person as proud as the queen leave Yan Chu, who witnessed her weakness and unbearable memory? At that time, it will be the day of his brother's emergence.

Now I can only bear it.

Zhang's father looked at his son painfully and thought that he should send someone to find some famous doctors and send them to the palace with good plasters. His son's skin can't be destroyed.

*****

"Your Majesty."

After the ancestor worship, the empress's instrument drove to the palace. Now the weather began to warm. Because of the ancestor worship, the empress had to wear layers of full clothes. Even if there were three ice buckets in the carriage, it was still hot.

Jiang Liu has just ordered to go down and prepare a bowl of ice bowl for the queen. It has been smashed into sandy broken ice. It is poured with a layer of jam made of fresh fruit and paved with peeled and seeded grapes. It looks very attractive in the slightest cold.

In midsummer, the ice bowl is Feng's favorite thing. Unfortunately, the imperial doctor said that cold things are harmful to the Queen's body and can't eat more. Even if you are the queen, she can only enjoy one bowl in two or three days.

She had eaten it yesterday. Today, the situation is special. The river stream guessed the Queen's mind and ordered the people below to prepare the ingredients for the ice bowl at any time. Observing that her majesty seems to be hot, she asked people to send the ice bowl quickly.

He came in with an ice bowl. He didn't know if it was his illusion. The queen seemed to hide something under her body.

"Put your things down and go out."

Feng Hu waved his hand. Just looking at her face, she could see nothing unusual except that her cheeks were red.

The river only blushed when the empress was hot. After putting down the ice bowl, she got off the imperial chariot again.

After he left, like a thief, Feng took out the book she had just hidden, opened it with a little reserve, and looked at the detailed goblins fighting on it. He despised it while his eyes were not willing to move away from it.

That's it, that's it, isn't it? It's not difficult.

Feng Zhu is full of confidence. This evening is her first chance to visit the harem. She is bound to give Feng Jun a good night. Although these things can not defeat her, as a considerate wife, she still tries her best to learn more, so as to give Feng Jun a supreme experience.

After reading the spring / palace / picture, Feng Tu took a long breath and was about to pick up the half melted ice bowl on one side. After thinking for a while, he still withdrew his hand.

Cold things are not good for her children. Tonight is the wedding night between her and Fengjun. Maybe after tonight, she can conceive an emperor. There is no need to miss such an opportunity for a moment of greed.

I don't know why, Feng felt that her first child might be a good choice if it was Feng Jun's.

It's just that this child must be a girl and a brother. With his biological father's appearance, even the prince and Fenghu think it may be difficult to get married. After all, there are few girls like her in the whole Tianhuang country who are not superficial and don't care about her appearance.

But if it's a royal daughter, you can have several more, even if you follow your father.

Feng Hu thought about what to have in the future. He was relieved, closed his eyes and rested for the coming night.

*****

"Since ancient times, women are inferior to men, women are superior and men are inferior. Tonight is the Queen's first visit to the harem. Even you, Feng Jun, have to learn some rules to serve the queen."

It was not the first time Yan Chu had listened to the old lady's public sermon / commandment. He was tossing around like that. He nodded his head again and again. As for what to do at that time, he could not control it.

"Feng Jun."

The elderly mammy looked at Yan Chu's strong body and cried grievances for the queen. Can such a Phoenix King really make the queen happy? Don't let the queen get tired of it in the end, but delay the reproduction of her offspring.

But what's his identity and what's Fengjun's identity? The queen now loves Fengjun so much. Maybe the queen doesn't mind Fengjun's slightly rough skin and hard body.

The old lady looked at Huang Zhengfu, who had eaten two bowls of noodles after offering sacrifices to heaven, and sighed in her heart.

*****

The dinner party in the palace lasted for more than an hour. Yan Chu left early.

When he finished taking a bath and reclined at the head of the bed for a while, he heard the sound of the queen coming.

"Get out."

It was Feng Hu's voice. Yan Chu felt nervous when he was so calm and calm in the past.

"Cough, it's late at night. Ah Chu, let's settle down."

It is said that Yan Chu was not a beauty when he looked at the beauty under the light, but his facial edges and facial features were much softer under the dim yellow candle light.

Feng Zhu's heart is a little soft. This is her Zhengjun and will be her first man.

Recalling the scene in the picture of the spring palace, Feng Tu trembled slightly at his fingertips, swallowed his saliva and took off Yan Chu's thin red cloak for him.

"Don't worry, the orphan will be very gentle."

Feng Hu has made up for a lot of knowledge. They say that men are delicate. They may not adapt to being spoiled for the first time. At this time, they need the careful care of women.

Thinking that the man in front of her is a little younger than her, far away from his hometown, his relatives marry into the palace, his temperament is still simple, and he always has to spoil a little more.

The clothes retreated, the curtain of the bed was pulled down, and only two figures could be seen faintly.

The ambiguous voice gradually sounded. The palace guards outside the house blushed and stared at the stone slab on the ground, thinking that the Queen really loved Zhengjun several times. The moan of * * made them unable to support themselves.

It took about a moment for those groans / groans to gradually disappear, but it didn't take long for another round of expedition to begin. The palace attendant who had planned to knock on the door to ask the queen if she wanted water stopped knocking on the door and waited outside honestly.

This is a night. Whenever they feel that the inside is quiet, those ambiguous voices will always ring out. A group of palace people have stayed up all night and are now green and black.

They don't understand in their hearts. With a face like Feng Jun, how can they make the queen crazy all night?

*****

Fenghu didn't sleep for many hours before he was awakened by the river. It was time for the early morning.

When she opened her eyes, she remembered the absurd night before.

At first, it was quite normal. The standard female was superior to the male. Feng Zhu looked at Yan Chu's honey skin. With her teasing and caressing, her eyes gradually floated to a layer of light pink, blurred, and made a thin groan.

This unique sense of achievement fascinated Feng tan. Apart from making both sides uncomfortable for the first time, because of his good physical quality, Feng Tan soon got used to that rhythm and felt a joy he had never felt before.

Remembering Yan Chu's body, Feng Zhu planned to rest once. Who knows that the bold man took the opportunity to climb onto her.

Ridiculous, it's ridiculous. How can a man climb on a woman? It's a challenge to her authority as a wife.

Feng Zhu hesitated and couldn't speak any more. Finally, she only remembered that she and Yan Chu had an absurd night in order to compete for the upper position and take the initiative.

At that time, I only felt happy. When I woke up the next morning, my whole waist was sore and unconscious.

However, she vaguely remembered that when she fell asleep, someone scrubbed her body and massaged her. Even if she was almost asleep, she could feel the comfort of stretching her muscles and bones.

But who let the war last night be so fierce that even if Yan Chu massaged her, her muscles were still sour and soft.

"Nonsense, as Feng Jun, you, you..."

Feng Zhu looked at the man who was bleary eyed and was also awakened by the sound of the river. When the words of reprimand came to his mouth, he didn't know what to say. Especially when he thought that he had made most of the night last night, he still remembered to massage her before going to bed, and was even more reluctant to scold him.

"Don't do it again like last night, you know?"

Feng Jian refers to Yan Chu's climbing on her last night. It's against the rules and decency. After reading so many spring / palace / pictures of the royal family's Secret biography, Feng Jian didn't see a man climbing on a woman.

"Last night?"

Yan Chu turned sideways, and the silky brocade slipped down, revealing his strong upper body. Because the war was too fierce last night, there were still many scratches on it. Looking at Fengzhu, he couldn't help thinking of some of the * * last night. His heart beat faster and his throat was dry.

"I thought your majesty enjoyed last night."

Yan Chu gave her a resentful look, then lowered his head and whispered, "I was very happy last night. I just wanted your majesty to be as happy as me."

Looking at his appearance and expression, like the abandoned milk dog, Feng's first reaction was heartache, and his second reaction was a little angry.

The little liar, like the Tibetan mastiff last night, is now pretending to be poor again.

However, Yan Chu's words still touched Feng Hu. He was angry and smiled, but he was reluctant to scold him after all. He thought that he would correct it slowly.

"Forget it, I think you're the first offender. I won't care about you. Have a good rest."

Feng Hu got up with the pain and was ready to call the waitress in to change.

After thinking about it, what she just said seemed a little too heartless, and added: "when I'm alone, I'll come to see you."

This sentence was a little gentle. After that, the queen pulled up the curtain and assured herself that she couldn't see inside from the outside.

She didn't notice that she seemed to be too careful. Even if she didn't pull the curtain, I'm afraid those waitresses didn't dare to spy on the Zhengjun on the imperial collapse.

The waitresses who got the orders came in to serve the empress in bathing and dressing. These waitresses served in Minghuang palace and were the people who knew the empress best.

Their eyes did not dare to stay on the jade body of the empress, but even at a glance, they also felt how much love the empress and Feng Jun had last night.

The Queen's jade body is noble. This time, she let Feng Jun leave traces on it. There is no dissatisfied expression on her face. It is obvious that Feng Jun, who is still sleeping on the Royal collapse, is really a bit of favor.

The waitresses gathered their minds and thought that Feng Jun would come to Minghuang palace in the future. Don't accidentally offend him.

*****

"Your Majesty, your majesty."

The river whispered around the empress.

Last night, after making trouble for most of the night, Feng Peng was really tired. She was always conscientious. She actually dozed off when she went to court. It was Jiang Liu who reminded her that she didn't make a mistake in public.

However, many courtiers saw the scene when the empress was distracted. They murmured in their hearts that the Phoenix King seemed to be salt free and ugly. Could the empress still fight hard for a night against such a Phoenix King?

Is the rumor wrong?

"Your Majesty, about the red women's ministries..."

The courtiers at the bottom chattered endlessly. Feng Hu straightened his expression and tried not to sleep again.

Because of his poor state, the early court ended in a hurry. Fortunately, in the court hall, the most discussed thing today is the wrangling around Fengtan about attacking the red women's departments. After listening to it a lot, Fengtan is also a little impatient.

"Where's Feng Jun?"

After he went down to the court, he hurried back to the bedroom of Minghuang palace, but Yan Chu was no longer in the bedroom.

"After your majesty went to court, Feng Jun got up, ate some breakfast and went back to Fengyi palace. This morning, Feng Jun had to accept the visits of the imperial concubines."

The palace man reminded him that it was only then that he remembered the rule.

"Your Majesty, are you going to Fengyi palace?"

Jiang Liu whispered a question in Feng's ear. He didn't expect that the queen came to the bedroom hall for Feng Jun. he had never seen such a majesty.

"No need."

Fenghu also realized that she seemed to take Yan Chu too seriously, which obviously did not meet the standard of an emperor. She waved her hand and turned to the front hall. There were still a pile of memorials waiting for her approval.

The river and the palace people followed suit. He thought his Majesty would come down, but his Majesty's expression was obviously unhappy just now. It's strange. It's really hard to guess the Queen's mind.

Feng Jian sat on Huang's chair and read the memorials. She opened a book. The dense words on it made her feel dizzy. Unlike in the past, she could calm down and read it carefully.

The waitress on one side helped her massage the acupoints on both sides of her head under her sign. Her strength was not light or heavy, but Feng always felt that the massage technique she was very satisfied with in the past was a little less.

incorrect!

Feng Hu waved away the waitress who was waiting on her side. She finally remembered the place where she was against peace.

Last night, she actually slept with Yan Chu first. At that time, Yan Chu still had the spirit to massage her. This is the biggest mistake.

Only women have always cherished and cared for men in bed. Why did she and Yan Chu turn the other way.

The rattling of Feng's teeth is a great humiliation, a great humiliation!

"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Jiang Liu and others looked at the empress who ran outside the hall and nervously chased up and asked.

"Go to the martial arts training ground, come and call Li Duwei and Bai Duwei into the palace."

Fengzhu thought about how she could lose to her Zhengjun in bed as a woman. It must be because she was busy with government affairs and neglected her martial arts. These days, she wants to pick up her hard work. At that time, who will win and who will lose.

Feng Zhu waited, waiting for the day when Yan Chu cried for mercy in bed.