Chapter 160

Ye sang could see that Ji Changye was serious too. She organized her language in her heart. Then she said the first sentence: "after getting married, I hope you don't take concubines."

Ye sang knows how heavy this sentence is now. Which man is not a wife now? Now the woman, and who can really luxury life a double?

But ye sang thinks that if two people really want to be together, she can't accept the intervention of a third party. Therefore, the tone of her first sentence is very euphemistic.

But what she didn't expect was that Ji Changye laughed and rubbed her head carelessly. Her eyes were rather spoiled: "originally Sonny was worried about this, but you don't have to think about it any more. I don't like other people. Ji's family rules don't allow me to take concubines."

Ji Changye also thinks that his other person is more euphemistic. He thinks that ye sang is worried that he will marry her and Su Jing again, but he doesn't like Su Jing, so naturally he won't marry her.

Ye Sang was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help it. She put a smile on her lips and said, "well. If we get married, we will be husband and wife. Between husband and wife, I hope we can treat each other honestly. No matter what good or bad things happen, I hope we can bear them together. "

Ye sang has never been a woman hiding behind a man. If necessary, she can also put on her armor and go to battle to kill the enemy.

The situation in the capital is very complicated, and now it's even more involved in the third prince. Ji Changye's busyness during this period of time is in her eyes, but she can't help, but in fact she hopes she can help.

Ji Changye listens to it and thinks about it seriously. He never wants to hide something from ye sang, but if he encounters something dangerous, he will subconsciously hide it from ye sang.

But ye sang said today, Ji Changye felt that he could change his mind a little. Ye sang is not a weak woman.

After thinking for a while, he nodded seriously and said, "there were some before, but they won't be in the future, but I hope you are too."

Ji Changye answered seriously, and did not refute. Ye Sang also smiles, and his eyebrows are slightly bent.

She nodded and said, "of course."

At this point, ye Sang's drowsiness is also completely awake, she thought about it, and then continued to say some thoughts about her own after marriage, Ji Changye all answered one by one.

Ye Sang's words are quite neutral. Ji Changye agrees to them one by one.

After a while, they will be husband and wife

The candlelight in the room was dim, and Huang rouhe, unconsciously, talked for half an hour.

Ji Changye smiles easily and chats with her for a while. Chatting is not as serious as talking. Under the relaxed and happy atmosphere, ye sang soon sleeps.

Ji long night let her sleep, ye sang after lying down also let him go to rest, but Ji long night or watching her sleep before leaving.

This is about the most relaxing time for him in recent days. After Ji Changye left lightly, she stood outside in the snow for a while, but she couldn't help laughing.

Life, a couple

Here Ye sang fell asleep, Ji Changye also went back to rest for a while.

At the same time, Shangjing City, a magnificent mansion.

"My Lord, a secret letter is coming from the northwest." A man in night clothes was standing outside the dark door. The moonlight was soft, and his figure was long and secret.

Soon there was a loud sound in the room. A moment later, the light of the candle was reflected on the door and window. Then there came a slightly dumb, low voice: "come in."

The man in Black opened the door and closed it with his backhand. Then he presented the secret letter respectfully to the man in front of him.

The man only put his coat on his body with a light look, but he was a bit serious. He looked calm in his thirties.

He reached for the secret letter, went to the candlelight, opened it and scanned it quickly.

After reading it, he frowned slightly and put the letter on the candle.

When the candle burst out, a high flame quickly swallowed up the secret letter. He just let go and meditated.

According to the secret letter, progress in the northwest was not very smooth. Jiang He refused the invitation of his Highness the prince, and even the pursuit of the third prince was not smooth.

It has been more than a month since the prince arrived in the northwest. It has been more than half a month since he pursued and killed the third prince. The people around the third prince died and were injured. Now they are a group of defeated soldiers, but they have not been taken down.

The letter told him to keep an eye on Ji's mansion. Ji Changye had sent someone to the northwest. He didn't pay attention to it before. It was a great dereliction of duty, but now, he can't tolerate any more mistakes.

The man slowly turned around the room, and finally came to the window and pushed it open.

The cold wind came in and made the man's face white.

But he still looked cold, thinking about the contents of the letter.For a moment, he told the man in black, "now go to Su Zhiyuan, the Minister of rites, and ask him to talk about the draft in the court tomorrow."

The man in black immediately arched: "yes." Then he turned around and left without any hesitation.

Men still stay in front of the window, eyes hidden some thinking.

Now it's just right to mention the draft. Princess Qi has been in the palace for many days, and the emperor is also depressed in recent days. When it comes to the draft, the emperor will not refuse it. They also want to take this opportunity to bring a few people to the palace and put people around the emperor.

It's just that he has to think about it.

The man is thinking, outside suddenly rang out a burst of small and some chaotic voice.

He could vaguely hear a woman's advice: "Miss, at this time adults are sleeping, you will disturb adults at this time."

Then there was a clear and aggrieved voice: "but I can't sleep, I want to find my father."

There was a murmur, but the man's eyebrows softened immediately. He turned to open the door, and sure enough, he saw several servants coming around a young girl.

As soon as the young girl saw him, her eyes lit up immediately. She ran over happily and rushed into the man's arms: "Dad, Dad."

The man's eyebrows and eyes gently hugged her, and saw that she turned back and made a face, which was naive and lovely: "you see, I said that dad must be waiting for me, and I didn't have a rest."

Several servant women behind him were quite helpless. One of them stepped forward and saluted the man, but said, "I'm disturbing you."

The man waved his hand: "no problem, if Miss wants to come, let her come."

The girl in her arms laughed and said, "Dad, Dad, I can't sleep. Can you hold me and sleep well?"

The girl has already smoked, and is approaching the age of peach and plum. Although the man is nearly a head shorter, it's hard to avoid making people feel a little strange to say that.

Men have long been used to it, gentle eyes across a trace of heartache, touched the girl's head, very easily a princess embrace, will be in the arms, posture is very careful, as if holding the most important treasure of time.

The girl's eyes were bright, and she was still moving around in her arms, playing with the man's sleeves and coquettishing: "Dad, I want to hear my mother tell me a story."

Smell speech, the man's body slightly stiff, eyes is across a pain color, but he quickly adjusted, warm voice scolded: "mother in the rest, can't disturb her, father tell you a story."

The girl tooted her mouth, some dissatisfied, and stood up with the man for a while, but not long, she compromised under the man's gentle eyes, unwilling to say: "well, dad tells a story."

The man then laughed with satisfaction, holding her around the room, circle after circle, low voice at this time gentle and beautiful, telling a story to the girl.

The girl was soon hit by the drowsiness, her head bit by bit. After a moment, she fell asleep in the man's arms.

The man stopped voice, low Mou looked at her one eye, the Mou once crossed painful color, immediately put her gently on the bed.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, the weather in the upper capital was better. At the dawn, the officials in the capital had already put on their official robes and entered the palace by carriage. After arriving at the gate of the palace, they got off the carriage and walked in.

Ji Changye, at the command of master Ji, has been absurdly absent from going to court for many days. But today, he went to court early. Unexpectedly, as soon as he went to court, he met something.

Ji walked slowly in the long night. On the way, she met some familiar people and said hello with a casual smile.

In the golden hall, after waiting for a moment, the emperor came out from the back curtain, stood in front of the Dragon chair with dignity on his face, lifted the Dragon Robe, and sat firmly on the Dragon chair.

"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

In the golden hall, he knelt down and there was a deafening sound, lingering on the beam of the golden hall.

The emperor looked cold and waved his robe: "all the love ministers are flat."

The court said something as usual. In the middle of it, Su Zhiyuan, the Minister of rites, suddenly stood up and knelt down and said, "tell the emperor that since the imperial concubine's death, the harem is declining. I think that the draft should be put on the agenda."

A few more officials came out to approve of Su Zhiyuan, and there was an uproar in the court.

Ji Changye's languid posture finally converged. He took a cold look at the official who proposed the draft.

The Emperor didn't agree or disagree. He just thought about it and broke up the court.

The Empress Dowager in the harem heard about it. In the Empress Dowager's palace, the old but still well-dressed empress dowager twists the Buddhist beads in her hands, and her old face vaguely shows the beauty of her youth.

She is worthy of being a empress dowager. After hearing the report, she was very calm and said slowly, "it's time for the palace to be filled."