Chapter 49 Chapter 49
Dong Lingjiu hugged him back and let him bury in her arms.
It was clear that Zheng Yuheng was taller, with broad shoulders, long legs, and well-proportioned and strong muscles. This young and lively body was more powerful, while she was just wearing heavy clothes and jade crowns, like wearing layers of armor accumulated over the years.
The overwhelming power surrounded Dong Lingjiu, wrapping up her frail body. Her body was actually so weak, with slender fingers, but she was willing to gently wrap her arms around him, in a habitual, protective posture.
The moonlight enveloped the shoulders of the two.
Dong Lingjiu listened to his scattered drunken words, one sentence at a time, and a wine glass knocked over, and the nectar dripped from the table, dripping like broken beads.
As she poured the wine, she replied lightly, "A gentleman does not take advantage of others' misfortunes."
Zheng Yuheng was choked and could not speak for a long time. He felt that the queen did it on purpose, but he had no evidence.
Dong Lingjiu raised his chin with her fingers and put the warmed wine on Zheng Yuheng's lips. The young doctor blinked at her blankly, then took a sip, his voice a little hoarse: "The queen..."
Dong Lingjiu: "Hmm?"
"I have something I want to ask you." Because he was drunk, he couldn't help but pause and his sentences were not smooth, "but before... I didn't have the courage."
Dong Lingjiu smiled and said, "What are you competing with?" Zheng
Yuheng shook his head and drank the wine from her hand. As the aftereffect came, he seemed to be even more drunk. He took a deep breath as if he had lost his sense of direction, and his eyelashes trembled.
Dong Lingjiu stretched out his finger and wiped his lips with his fingertips.
The wine was wet and cold, and it had already painted the young doctor's thin lips shiny. Dong Lingjiu seemed to have forgotten to wipe with a handkerchief, and the force on her hand was a little heavier, and Zheng Yuheng's lips turned red due to excessive friction.
He did not hide, because he was thinking about the question he wanted to ask in his mind, and he could not concentrate, and his lips unconsciously poked her fingertips: "... It's not a comparison. It has nothing to do with the ancient saints."
Dong Lingjiu was a little curious.
Before she asked in detail, Zheng Yuheng suddenly held her hand and licked her fingers.
Dong Lingjiu paused and said, "This is not for you."
Zheng Yuheng still held her wrist, like a small animal asking for food. He was very clear and clean, because Dong Lingjiu had fed him too much wine before, and his mind was confused at this time. He couldn't figure out what she meant by her words, so he lowered his head and bit her fingertips with his teeth.
It didn't hurt, it was very similar to the way Aiai took away food.
Dong Lingjiu observed him and saw that the little doctor first bit it, then frowned slightly, revealing a very troubled expression. From this angle, you can clearly see his straight nose, which is as straight as jade. The curve slides down very gracefully, outlining a handsome face with beautiful posture.
Dong Lingjiu guessed, wondering if he was worried about not being able to take the food away? Or has he forgotten what he was going to ask?
She pulled her hand away, only to pull her fingers back, but her wrist was still in his palm.
Zheng Yuheng reacted to the scene in front of her for a while, and then suddenly felt very aggrieved. He leaned his head against her palm, rubbing her hand for comfort, and then moved down and bit her wrist bone.
Dong Lingjiu's wrist was thin and white like frost and snow. Due to years of hard work and illness, the bones on her wrist were clear, and the blood vessels under the skin were thin and faint. Zheng Yuheng just bit it lightly, and a layer of shallow teeth marks appeared on it.
Dong Lingjiu laughed and teased him, "Are you born in the Year of the Dog?" Zheng Yuheng shook
his head, regretted it, and licked the teeth marks on her wrist gently until they disappeared. As soon as his hand loosened, Dong Lingjiu took it back completely and tapped the young doctor's forehead.
"How insolent." She said with a smile, deliberately putting on airs, "Is there such a doctor with no bottom line as you? It's fine if you don't fulfill your duties, but why do you learn to be treacherous and harm the country, and seduce the master."
Zheng Yuheng was said to be very pitiful. At this time, he couldn't tell whether what the Queen Mother said was true or false. He was very flustered. He was afraid that she would not like him anymore, so he explained hastily: "I...I am wrong, please don't drive me away."
Dong Lingjiu sighed: "If there is a third person present at this time, I will definitely ask the painter to draw you like this, so as not to quarrel with me in the future, saying something about being reserved and noble, and talking about the relationship between the monarch and the minister."
Zheng Yuheng looked at her and said softly: "As long as the queen is here, you..."
He said sadly: "Can you love me...love Yuheng."
In this situation, if he can say that he is not moved at all, then he really has the heart of a saint and bodhisattva. Dong Lingjiu thought that she had not yet reached the level of a saint, so she felt very happy just looking at him, and her tone was much softer: "It's not that I don't love you, Yuheng, what else can I do at this time? Men can't have sex when they are drunk."
Unfortunately, he was a blockhead after being drunk, and he didn't believe it, so he stuck to her, pestered her, kissed and rubbed her, and never stopped.
Dong Lingjiu had to promise him that she would love him well during the next holiday or the next festival when she had a good rest and free time.
But Zheng Yuheng drank so much that he probably didn't remember this when he woke up. Dong Lingjiu comforted him, propped his chin against the window, and reached out to stroke his long eyelashes, which seemed a bit teasing.
Zheng Yuheng let her touch him obediently, his eyes a little empty, and it was unclear whether he was looking at the moonlight in front of the window, or looking at her bathing in the bright moon.
Dong Lingjiu remembered what he wanted to ask before, and said, "Do you remember what you wanted to ask just now?"
The eyelashes under the knuckles blinked, brushing against the skin, there was a slight itch.
"Well..." Zheng Yuheng's voice was a little deep, filtered by the wine, and a little hoarse, "I want to ask your Majesty, why the pulse records and records of the Imperial Hospital have never recorded that you... have been unable to have children since the third year of Xining..."
Dong Lingjiu paused when stroking him.
Zheng Yuheng was so drunk, but he still remembered it.
"I thought you were like your teacher, knowing to keep things that shouldn't be asked in your stomach." Dong Lingjiu was not angry, and his tone was a little lazy.
Zheng Yuheng said slowly, "I hid it, and I hid it until it became a mental illness."
Dong Lingjiu smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of mentioning my sad story?"
Zheng Yuheng's expression tightened, her breathing was a little short, and she hurriedly said, "Don't be sad, my queen, I was wrong."
"You are used to admitting your mistakes." Dong Lingjiu said, "You never reflect on yourself. Zheng Shiyushi is really too rough and casual in treating you, and you have developed such a character."
Zheng Yuheng looked at her eagerly, and did not dare to ask any more.
Dong Lingjiu said, "This matter is not recorded in the Imperial Hospital, don't you think it is a taboo?"
Zheng Yuheng thought about it slowly, rested his chin on her hand, and said, "It should be a taboo..."
"When your teacher was serving, this was absolutely not allowed to be mentioned." Dong Lingjiu said, "Although I was cautious when I was young, there were still things that I could not think of. A hundred precautions can lead to omissions..."
She mentioned the doubts that Zheng Yuheng had hidden in her heart.
In the third year of Xining, it was a severe winter with heavy wind and snow.
Dong Lingjiu was only 20 years old at that time. She was truly the most beautiful woman among all the beauties. Even though most of the concubines of Emperor Mingde were outstanding and had their own charms, they had to admit in their hearts that only this beautiful peony was the best among all the flowers in the world.
It was snowing heavily, and Dong Lingjiu came out of Guiyuan Palace. The palace maids around her put on a thick cloak for her, bought her a hand warmer, and wiped the queen's sedan chair again and again. When she stepped out of the door, she was suddenly stopped by Meng Zhen.
Dong Lingjiu looked back. The young emperor stretched out his hand, adjusted the queen's thick cloak, and then touched the hand warmer to feel the temperature, and said, "Won't you stay a little longer?"
Dong Lingjiu shook his head and smiled at him, "I won't accompany you to suffer their scolding. You said that the late emperor treated them cruelly and fiercely, but they said that the late emperor was decisive, wise and brave. Your Majesty is tolerant and kind to criticism, but they think Your Majesty is weak and can be bullied. Alas, I'm tired of persuading her. If you don't punish her, I can't stand this kind of anger."
Meng Zhen said guiltily, "I'm sorry to make Zi Tong worry, but if we don't give in... the former dynasty and the harem still have to consider the overall situation."
"I know..." Dong Lingjiu pondered for a moment, "We must focus on conquering the northwest. No matter how arrogant and outrageous she is, it's all superficial, nothing."
Meng Zhen was silent for a moment, and hugged her tightly.
The emperor and empress said goodbye in front of Guiyuan Palace. Dong Lingjiu set off to return to Fengzao Palace. On the way, she held a hand warmer and meditated in the warm sedan. She sorted out the thoughts in her mind one by one. His Majesty had just ascended the throne, and this mess had not been sorted out very well. It was still a situation where everything needed to be rebuilt. The military official who was once a member of the prince's party and now a trusted confidant of Meng Zhen happened to be the eldest brother of Concubine Qin.
It was also this general Qin who was now ordered to conquer the west, and the news of victory came frequently. His mighty momentum was even greater than that of the emperor. The Qin family was a pillar of the court. In the East Palace, in order to win the power of their family, Concubine Qin entered the palace as a concubine, but in fact, the Qin family secretly hoped that the Qin family girl could replace Dong Lingjiu and become the crown princess and the queen.
In this way, they are the veterans of three dynasties, and they have produced two generations of queens. The family is huge and deeply rooted. Who can not envy such a towering wealth? Especially in recent years, Master Dong has been old, weak and sickly, and has gradually shown signs of being inferior to others.
Dong Lingjiu has recorded all these situations in her mind. She turned a blind eye to the continuous provocations of Concubine Qin in the past six months, and she also tolerated her excessive, arbitrary and overbearing behavior. She has always been kind and never criticized her.
In the eyes of everyone, Concubine Qin's overwhelming power in the harem has surpassed the queen. If it were not for the queen's participation in politics, she could freely enter and leave Guiyuan Palace, I am afraid it would not be the current scene. Some people even privately speculated that this time General Qin would return with great merit and would force His Majesty to abolish the queen and establish another Qin family girl.
Although there are not many examples of relatives forcing the queen to be abolished, they are by no means absent. Especially since the central palace already has a son and a daughter, and Concubine Qin's flesh and blood is still in the belly, and it has been diagnosed that it is a boy, the situation has become even more tit-for-tat and the dagger is exposed.
In this regard, Dong Lingjiu has never lost her temper.
But she is not without anger.
The phoenix carriage stopped in front of the palace gate. Dong Lingjiu took off his thick cloak to get rid of the lingering chill on his body, and went to the bedroom to check on his two young children.
Yingying was blown by the wind a few days ago and had a little fever. These days, her brother and wet nurse have been taking care of her together, and even Cheng'er has been testing the temperature of the medicine every day and feeding her medicine.
Since he had to test the temperature of the medicine, he had to drink some. Cheng'er couldn't stand hardship, but for his sister Yingying, he was very strong.
When Dong Lingjiu came in, the medicine cup was full, and the little prince was fanning himself with a fan to cool the cup quickly. When he saw his mother coming in, Cheng'er's eyes lit up at first, and he wanted to rush over, but then he looked at the wet nurse, and the palace servants behind her, and bowed his head with a stern face.
Dong Lingjiu held his hand and said with a smile, "Okay, how is my sister?"
The prince said, "Yingying is fine. I have been taking care of my sister personally. I have drunk all the medicines she has drunk. The temperature is just right. Even the wet nurse is not as careful as me."
Children are innocent and will take credit for their work directly, waiting for their mother's praise.
Dong Lingjiu put his arm around his shoulders and kissed Cheng'er on the forehead. He said in a gentle tone, "Give it to mother. I came back early today. How can I let Cheng'er take care of my sister all the time and surpass mother?"
The little prince obediently stepped aside.
Dong Lingjiu blew the medicine cup to cool it down and drank a sip herself. After entering her mouth, she felt that the medicine had a very special sour smell, but it was covered by the slightly hot temperature.
She frowned slightly and did not feed it to the princess immediately. Instead, she scooped a spoonful. As soon as she took a sip, she keenly noticed that the princess's wet nurse standing by the bed was sweating on her forehead and her face was as tight as a drum skin.
Dong Lingjiu stopped and asked softly, "Nurse Fang..."
The nurse shuddered when she heard this and raised her face. Dong Lingjiu could see her extremely pale and frightened expression. Her heart suddenly sank, and the stone became heavier and heavier - falling straight into the cold pool water.