The body's original owner had menstrual cramps. Jiujiu had been talking to Murong Zhao outside for a long time, so she couldn't stand it. Before she finished eating, she lay on the bed and fell asleep. 1357924?
When she woke up again, the lights were already on in the palace. Jiujiu shouted, "Ru Hua, what time is it now?"
Ru Hua didn't respond. Instead, it was Murong Zhao who spoke, "Did the Empress sleep well?"
Jiujiu was startled and said, "Why is the Emperor here?"
"Imperial Physician Wang said that your body is severely damaged." Murong Zhao sat by the bed and held Jiujiu's hand as he spoke.
Jiujiu subconsciously withdrew her hand and said coldly, "You don't have to worry about this, Old Emperor."
It was supposed to be a cold shoulder, but for some reason, Murong Zhao unexpectedly didn't get angry. Instead, he said patiently, "Zitong is jealous. Imperial Tutor Li did a great deed yesterday, so we went to see Consort Xian. We promise you that it won't happen again."
Imperial Tutor Li was Consort Xian's father. This meant that he was explaining things to Jiujiu. If this was in the past, it would have been very difficult. But now, Jiujiu just said lightly, "What does it have to do with chenqie?"
"Isn't she jealous?" Murong Zhao had always been pampered by women. No one dared to throw a tantrum at him. When Jiujiu threw a tantrum, Murong Zhao's first reaction wasn't anger. Instead, he was happy. He raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly, "We promise that we only talked to Consort Xian for a while last night. We didn't do anything to her."
Jiujiu's stomach was hurting badly. She didn't have time to deal with Murong Zhao. She got up and called Ru Hua in.
Mu Rongzhao found it refreshing to see Jiujiu throwing her face at him again and again. He asked with interest, "Zitong, you're really jealous?"
Jiujiu lazily rolled her eyes. With Ru Hua's help, she changed her sanitary pad and felt much better. She then looked at Murong Zhao and said, "His Majesty is mine alone. Shouldn't I be jealous?"
It wasn't just Murong Zhao. Even Ru Hua, who hadn't left yet, had an expression of shock. Was the Empress crazy? How could she say that she wanted to monopolize His Majesty? It would be fine if His Majesty didn't pursue the matter, but if His Majesty pursued the matter, she wouldn't be able to escape the label of jealousy.
Murong Zhao raised his eyebrows in surprise, "How did Zhen become Zitong's alone?"
Jiujiu walked in front of Murong Zhao. A faint smile appeared on her gentle face. Her eyes curved slightly as she said softly, "Before His Majesty asked to marry Chenqie, Chenqie only wanted to find a man who was loyal to Chenqie. No matter if he was poor or rich, I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life. Unfortunately, His Majesty destroyed Chenqie's dream. Shouldn't His Majesty make it up to Chenqie?"
Murong Zhao looked at Jiujiu playfully. He didn't expect that the gentle and sensible Empress would have such absurd thoughts, "Zhen is different from you?"
"How are we different?" Jiujiu knew that Murong Zhao and Li Yanqing would be together for the rest of their lives. Since Li Yanqing could do it, then she could too. She would take back what Murong Zhao owed the original owner of the body bit by bit.
Murong Zhao gently stroked Jiujiu's cheek with his fingers and said, "Zhen is the Emperor. How can Zhen only have you as a woman?"
Jiujiu said, "Your Majesty, you're wrong. You're the emperor, but I'm also above everyone else. According to your logic, it's impossible for me to only have you as my man."
"Nonsense." Murong Zhao flicked his sleeves, "Zitong is really confused."
"Isn't that so? Ever since I found out that His Majesty doesn't like me, I became confused. "
Jiujiu smiled faintly. Her slightly curved eyes were like small crescent moons. It was very cute, but Murong Zhao felt a little guilty.
He didn't love Jiujiu. He only married her for the military power in Ran Gang's hands. After Ran Gang handed over the military power, he indeed lost his patience with Jiujiu. He just didn't expect her to find out.
"His Majesty only married me for the military power. Unfortunately, he has to use the name of liking me. It really disappoints me." Jiujiu knew what Murong Zhao's Achilles heel was, but she just had to touch it again and again.
Without destruction, there can be no construction. Her relationship with Murong Zhao was because of the military power. If she couldn't remove this obstacle between them, she was afraid that Murong Zhao wouldn't truly like her in the future. Therefore, she had to lay out everything and tell Murong Zhao, "I know, I know that you are with me for the military power."
Hearing this, Murong Zhao's eyes darkened. He looked at Jiujiu wantonly from head to toe. After a long time, he spoke, but his tone was no longer gentle and considerate. Instead, it was devilishly charming and wanton, "Then what is your intention, Empress? Are you going to tell Guozhang?"
Jiujiu slowly shook her head. Her eyes were misty and infatuated as she looked at Murong Zhao. She giggled and reached out to touch Murong Zhao's cheek. She said softly, "Chenqie said that since His Majesty wants to use Chenqie in exchange for the military power, then don't blame Chenqie for taking His Majesty's heart. His Majesty can only be Chenqie's."
"Is that so?" Murong Zhao's eyes were deep.
Jiujiu only smiled faintly.
That night, the two fell asleep in the same dream.
Because Jiujiu wasn't feeling well, she slept a bit earlier than Murong Zhao. Murong Zhao was thinking about something. When he came back to his senses, Jiujiu was already fast asleep.
Murong Zhao sat up and looked at Jiujiu under the faint candlelight.
Jiujiu's face was as beautiful as before. She had the gentleness and magnanimity of a daughter of a noble family. But without him noticing, she had changed.
For example, slapping Consort Shu and grounding Consort Xian today was something she disdained to do in the past because it would give her a reputation of being jealous. But from today onwards, she seemed to be different. She was jealous and possessive. She even said that she could only be his. It was a bit strange, but more than that, it aroused his curiosity. He wanted to know what had happened to make his kind and generous Empress change.
Could it really be like she said, that she had died once?
Murong Zhao was an Emperor. He absolutely couldn't allow things like ghosts and gods to happen. If it was before, if Jiujiu dared to say something like this, he would definitely throw her into the Cold Palace. But now, he didn't know why, but he was a bit reluctant.
His life had been too smooth. Even his only setback, Ran Gang, had been easily paid for. So, he needed to find some entertainment. Some entertainment that could make him happy. And Jiujiu was definitely his entertainment.
So, after Jiujiu said those rebellious words, he didn't neglect her. Instead, he wanted to protect her. He wanted to see what kind of person she would become. Did she not care, or was she pretending to be crazy to get his attention? If it was the latter, haha ~
The next day, when Jiujiu woke up, Murong Zhao was no longer in the room. Ru Hua looked at Jiujiu with joy and said: "Your Highness, His Majesty said that you weren't feeling well today and forbade this concubine from paying her respects!"
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