206, The Queen's Favorite Husband

The process of the empress's coming-of-age ceremony was complicated and cumbersome. Just offering sacrifices to heaven and ancestors took a whole day. The male relatives in the harem did not need to leave the palace to go to the imperial mausoleum. Instead, they opened a sacrifice site in the front hall, presided over by the emperor's wife, and the concubines assisted in worshiping the gods and Buddhas, praying for the prosperity of the country and the birth of the emperor's heirs as soon as possible to continue the royal bloodline.

The processes on both sides were carried out simultaneously without interfering with each other. The royal relatives and some important ministers followed the empress to the altar, while some male relatives of the royal family and the husbands of high rank came to the palace and kowtowed with Feng Jun. When it was evening, the empress came back from outside the palace and held a grand dinner. The coming-of-age ceremony was considered over.

As long as the empress and Feng Jun performed the yin and yang harmony tonight, it would prove that the empress had completely become a woman.

"That is Sanlang of the Liu family, right? I remember that he didn't look like this before."

The empress had not returned from offering sacrifices to ancestors yet, and there were only some male relatives in the palace.

The sacrificial ceremony was complicated and cumbersome. Not to mention the concubines, even the emperor's husband Yan Chu had to kneel down for a long time. Especially now that the ceremonial officer was still reading the sacrificial words, everyone knelt down obediently. It had been almost half an hour so far, but the thick stack of sacrificial words in the ceremonial officer's hand was still half left.

Many concubines who were close to him whispered to each other, otherwise they would be exhausted if they kept kneeling like this.

"You are talking about Huiqing, right? I can't see clearly from a distance, but it seems that your skin color is darker than before you entered the palace."

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

In fact, he was not much darker, after all, he was still wearing makeup on such an occasion, but the whole person's spirit and spirit made people feel different from before. He remembered that the young master of the Liu family was very delicate, and now he had been kneeling for more than half an hour, but his back was still straight and he was in good spirits. Look at his eyes, how bright they are.

"I think it's not just Huiqing, the other concubines look better than before."

The ones who spoke in this section were all old husbands, most of whom had a pair of sons and daughters, and even grandchildren and grandsons. Naturally, their perspective on people was not in harmony with those young girls nowadays.

People prefer delicate and pure boys, but those who are really the husbands of the clan may not look down on such men as their sons-in-law.

First of all, a delicate figure means that the body is not strong enough. How can such a boy serve their daughters well and let their daughters get pregnant as soon as possible?

Secondly, the position of the husband of the clan is very important. He must be a man who can bear the burden of the whole family and manage the backyard without leaks when the wife is busy with government affairs. In the eyes of these elders, such an overly beautiful boy will only seduce the girls in the family from being interested in politics.

The most important thing for a good boy is his family background and character. Good looks are at most icing on the cake, but they will not be the standard for them to choose a husband for their daughters.

Before Liu Lin and Zhang Ruyi entered the palace, they were also on the list of husbands chosen by their daughters. Zhang Ruyi was highly regarded, and was praised by almost everyone in the capital as a perfect young man. Liu Lin was not so good. He paid too much attention to his appearance. Everyone knew that this young man of the Liu family was a fool. He just relied on his good looks and good family background. The Liu family also indulged him and wanted to send him to the palace.

The result was indeed successful. Both of these two men, whether favored or not in the circle of noble husbands in the capital, entered the empress's harem, and were both conferred the title of second-rank minister.

The empress's harem is the most rule-abiding and the least rule-abiding. Ordinary families require their husbands to be virtuous and kind, while their concubines and maids can be charming and harmful. However, it is different in the palace. Therefore, everyone is waiting to see whether the west wind will prevail over the east wind or the east wind will prevail over the west wind between Zhang Ruyi and Liu Lin. It is said that there are still handicaps in underground casinos, betting on which of the two will be favored by the empress before the next selection begins.

Like the attitude in the palace before, some dignitaries in the capital also saw Yan Chu's appearance when he followed his mother Yan Beitian to Beijing to report on his work. Especially when he was named Feng Jun, rumors spread all over the country that he looked like a plain woman but was as strong as a bear. No one thought he could be favored.

In the eyes of these husbands, they don't like Yan Chu who is too strong and has lost the arrogance of a man, nor do they like Liu Lin who is too delicate and can't bear the responsibility of a husband. In comparison, Zhang Ruyi is more favored by these husbands.

However, these are only the thoughts of those husbands who have no intention of sending their sons to the palace. Those who covet the position of Feng Jun, the group of concubines on the altar, they all look down on.

Counting it, this group of concubines has been in the palace for more than half a year, and it was nearly a year ago since they last saw Liu Lin. At that time, he was not the Queen's Huiqing, and he often followed his father to visit various families and courtyards.

I didn't expect that after not seeing him for such a long time, the arrogance on his body has been washed away a lot. Although it is not so in line with the public aesthetics before, it has changed from delicate beauty to bright and beautiful. The whole person's temperament is completely different.

"My poor Lin'er."

Liu Lin's father's thoughts are completely different from those of the people present. He looked at his dark and fat son and felt that he was greatly persecuted in the palace, and the person who persecuted his son was the current Feng Jun.

He covered his chest and didn't let others see his sad expression. It was all his fault. He gave birth to Lin'er so beautiful. Feng Jun must be because he was ugly, so he deliberately tortured his son. It must be like this.

Zhang Ruyi's biological father was relatively more calm. He lowered his head and remembered the letters his son had sent to him before. Now that the queen wanted to use the Yan family, she must raise the ugly husband high.

Yi'er's current grievance is only temporary. When the day comes when the Yan family is no longer useful, the queen will definitely regard today's memory as a stain on her life.

How could a person as proud as the Queen leave behind Yan Chu, a person who had witnessed her weakness and couldn't bear to remember it? By then, it would be his brother's day to come forward.

Now I can only endure it.

Father Zhang glanced at his son distressedly, thinking that he should send someone to find some famous doctors, prepare a good plaster and send it to the palace. His son's skin that was as beautiful as snow could not be ruined.

*****

"His Majesty."

After the ancestor worship was completed, the empress's ceremonial carriage rushed to the palace. Now the weather is getting warmer. Because of the ancestor worship, the queen had to wear layered clothes. Even though there were three ice buckets in the carriage, The heat is still there.

Jiang Liu just ordered to go down and prepare a bowl of ice for the Queen. The crushed ice had been smashed into the shape of sand, and a layer of jam made from fresh fruits was poured on it. It was dotted with peeled and seeded grapes, and there was a hint of coldness. It's extremely tempting to go up there.

When midsummer comes, ice bowls are Feng Zhao's favorite thing. Unfortunately, the imperial doctor said that cold things are harmful to the queen's health and she should not eat too much. Even if she is the queen, she can only enjoy one bowl every two or three days. .

She had already eaten yesterday. Today was a special situation. Jiang Liu figured out the Queen's thoughts and ordered the people below to prepare the ingredients for making ice bowls at any time. After observing that His Majesty seemed to have eaten hot, he had the ice bowls delivered. .

He came in with an ice bowl, and he didn't know if it was his imagination, but the Queen seemed to be hiding something under her body.

"Put your things down and get out."

Feng Zhao waved his hand. Just looking at her face, except that her cheeks were a little red, there was nothing unusual about her.

Jiang Liu only blushed because the queen was overheated. After putting down the ice bowl, he got out of the chariot again.

After he left, Feng Zhao acted like a thief and took out the book that she had just hidden. She opened the book with a little reserve and watched the detailed descriptions of fairies fighting on it with disdain and disdain. Be willing to move away from it.

Isn't it like this, like that, like this? What's so difficult about it?

Feng Zhao is full of confidence. Tonight is her first time visiting the harem, and she must give Feng Jun a wonderful night. Although these things cannot trouble her, as a considerate wife, she still reluctantly tries to learn more. , so as to give Fengjun a supreme experience.

After reading this spring/gong/picture without missing a single picture, Feng Zhao let out a long breath. When he was about to pick up the half-melted ice bowl on the side, he thought for a moment and retracted his hand.

Cold things are not good for heirs. Tonight is the night of her and Fengjun's bridal chamber. Maybe after tonight, she will be pregnant with the emperor's heir. There is no need to miss such an opportunity just for the sake of greed.

For some reason, Feng Zhao felt that if her first child was Feng Jun's, it might be a good choice.

It's just that if this child is a girl, if it is a brother, Feng Zhao will think that it may be difficult to marry even if he is a prince. After all, girls like her who are not superficial at all in the entire Tianhuang Kingdom have already Very few anymore.

But if she is a royal daughter, she can have more children, even if she follows her biological father.

Feng Zhao thought about what he was going to have in the future, breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and rested, recharging his energy for the coming night.

*****

"Since ancient times, women have been subordinate to men. Women are on top and men are on the bottom. Tonight is the first time the Queen has visited the harem. Even you, Fengjun, have to learn some rules to serve the Queen."

This was not the first time that Yan Chu heard the old grandma's instructions/admonitions. Those words were tossed around and he nodded his head in response. As for what to do when the time came, it was beyond his control.

"Fengjun, hey."

The elderly grandma looked at Yan Chu's strong body and expressed his grievances for the queen. Can such a Fengjun really bring happiness to the queen? Don't let the queen get tired of this matter in the end and delay it. The emperor's heirs multiply.

But what is his identity, what is Fengjun's identity, and the Queen is showing so much love for Fengjun now. Maybe the Queen doesn't mind Fengjun's slightly rough skin and hard body.

The old grandma glanced at Huang Zhengfu, who had finished eating two bowls of noodles, and sighed inwardly.

*****

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

After he finished taking a bath and lay on the bedside for a while, he heard the sound of the Queen coming over.

"Everyone, get out."

It was Feng Zhao's voice. He was such a calm and collected person in the past, but Yan Chu could actually hear the feeling of nervousness.

"Ahem, it's late at night, Ah Chu, let's settle it too."

It is said that beauty can be seen under the light. Although Yan Chu is not a beauty, under the dim candlelight, the angular features on his face appear much softer.

Feng Zhao's heart felt a little soft, this was her true king, and he would also be her first man.

Recalling the scene in the erotic painting, Feng Zhao's fingertips trembled slightly, swallowed, and took off Yan Chu's thin red clothes.

"Don't worry, I will be very gentle."

Feng Zhao had acquired a lot of knowledge. It was said that men were delicate and might not be used to being favored for the first time. At this time, a woman's careful care was needed.

Thinking that the man in front of her was a little younger than her, married into the palace far away from her relatives, and had a simple temper, she always wanted to pamper him a little more.

The clothes were removed, the curtains on the bed were pulled down, and only two figures could be vaguely seen.

Ambiguous sounds gradually sounded, and the palace attendants guarding outside the house blushed and stared at the stone slabs on the ground. They thought in their hearts that the queen really loved Zhengjun. This ecstatic moan/moan made them, the palace servants, They couldn't hold themselves together anymore.

It took about a moment for those moans and groans to gradually disappear, but not long after, another round of conquest began. The palace attendant who had originally planned to knock on the door and ask the Queen if she wanted water stopped knocking on the door and honestly Waited outside again.

This lasted for one night, and every time they felt that everything was quiet inside, those ambiguous voices would sound again, and the eyes of the palace people were all black and blue.

They couldn't understand why Fengjun, with a face like that, could charm the Queen all night long?

*****

Feng Zhao didn't sleep for long before he was woken up by Jiang Liu. It was time for morning court.

Opening her eyes, she remembered the ridiculous night last night.

It was quite normal at first, a standard woman on top and a man on the other side. Feng Zhao watched Yan Chu's honey-colored skin gradually turn a light pink color as she teased and caressed him, his eyes were blurred, and he let out tiny moans.

This unique sense of achievement fascinates Feng Zhao. Apart from the discomfort that made both parties uncomfortable for the first time, Feng Zhao quickly got used to that rhythm due to his good physical fitness, and felt joy that he had never felt before.

Originally thinking about Yan Chu's body, Feng Zhao only wanted to take a rest once, but who knew that the audacious man actually took the opportunity to crawl on top of her.

Ridiculous, simply ridiculous, how could a man crawl on a woman? It was simply a challenge to her authority as the wife.

Feng Zhao only hesitated for a moment and was speechless. She only remembered that she and Yan Chu had been competing for the top position for a whole night.

At that time, I only felt happy. When I woke up the next morning, my whole waist was so sore that I couldn't feel it anymore.

However, she still vaguely remembered that when she fell asleep, someone scrubbed her body and gave her a massage. Even if she was about to fall asleep, she could feel the comfortable feeling of stretching her muscles and bones.

But the battle last night was so intense that even though Yan Chu massaged her, her muscles were still sore.

"Nonsense, as Fengjun, you, you, you..."

Feng Zhao looked at the sleepy man who was also awakened by Jiang Liu's voice. He didn't know what to say when he reprimanded him, especially when he thought about the trouble he had caused most of the night last night and he didn't let him go before going to bed. She was even more reluctant to scold him about giving her a massage.

"Are you not allowed to know like last night again?"

Feng Zhao was referring to Yan Chu climbing on top of her last night. This was against the rules and inappropriate. Feng Zhao had read so many royal secrets of erotic pictures, but he didn't see any of them showing a man climbing on top of her. to women.

"last night?"

Yan Chu turned sideways, and the silky brocade quilt slipped off, revealing his muscular upper body. Because the battle last night was too fierce, there were many scratches on it. Looking at it, Feng Zhao couldn't help but think of some of the ecstasy last night. My heartbeat is racing and my throat is dry.

"I thought Your Majesty enjoyed last night."

Yan Chu glanced at her resentfully, then lowered his head and murmured secretly: "I was very happy last night. I just want your majesty to be as happy as me."

Judging from his appearance and expression, he was just like an abandoned puppy. Feng Zhao's first reaction was distress, and his second reaction was a little angry.

You little liar, you were just like the Tibetan Mastiff last night, but now you are pretending to be pitiful again.

However, Yan Chu's words still touched Feng Zhao, and he was angry and laughed in his heart, but in the end he was reluctant to scold him, thinking that if he took his time, he would eventually correct himself.

"Forget it, since this is your first offender, I won't argue with you anymore. You can have a good rest."

Feng Zhao endured the pain in his body and got up, ready to call the maid in to change clothes.

After thinking about it, what she just said seemed a bit too heartless, so she added: "I will come over to see you when I go to court."

This sentence was somewhat gentle. After saying it, the Queen closed the curtain and made sure that the inside could not be seen from the outside.

She also didn't notice that she seemed to be a little too cautious. Even if the curtains were not closed, the maids would not dare to spy on the master on the imperial tower.

The maids who received the instructions came in to help the Queen bathe and change clothes. These maids all served in Minghuang Palace, and they were also the ones who knew the Queen best.

Their eyes did not dare to linger on the empress's jade body, but even with a sudden glance, they could feel how loving the empress and Feng Jun were last night.

The Queen's jade body is noble, but this time she allowed Feng Jun to leave traces on it. There is no expression of dissatisfaction on her face. It is obvious that she is really kind to Feng Jun who is still sleeping on the imperial cave at this moment. Pampered.

The maids calmed down and thought about not accidentally offending Feng Jun when he came to Minghuang Palace.

*****

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Jiang Liu whispered beside the empress.

Feng Zhao was really tired after being in trouble for most of the night. She had always been conscientious in her work, and she actually dozed off during the court meeting. It was Jiang Liu who reminded her that she didn't make a mistake in public.

However, the scene when the Empress was distracted was still seen by many courtiers, and they murmured in their hearts, didn't they say that Fengjun looked salty and ugly? Facing such a Fengjun, could the Empress still fight fiercely for a whole night?

Could it be that the rumors are wrong?

"Your Majesty, regarding the tribes of red women..."

The courtiers below were chattering away. Feng Zhao straightened his expression and tried hard not to fall asleep again.

Due to poor condition, this morning's court ended in a hurry. Fortunately, the most discussed topic in the court today was around Feng Zhao's plan to attack the Red Girl tribes. After hearing too much, Feng Zhao became a little impatient.

"Where's Fengjun?"

After Feng Zhao went to court, he rushed back to the Minghuang Palace, but Yan Chu was no longer in the dormitory.

"Fengjun got up after Your Majesty went to court, had some breakfast, and returned to Fengyi Palace. This morning, Fengjun has to accept the visits of the concubines."

The palace attendant reminded him, and only then did Feng Zhao remember that there was this rule.

"Your Majesty, do you want to drive to Fengyi Palace?"

Jiang Liu whispered a question in Feng Zhao's ear. He did not expect that the Queen would rush to the bedroom all of a sudden for Lord Feng. He had never seen such a majesty.

"No need."

Feng Zhao also realized that she seemed to care too much about Yan Chu, which obviously did not meet the standards of an emperor. She waved her hand, turned around and walked to the front hall. There were still a bunch of memorials waiting for her to approve.

Jiang Liu and the palace people followed suit. He thought His Majesty would respond, but His Majesty's expression was obviously displeased just now. This was strange. It was really hard to guess what the Queen was thinking.

Feng Zhao sat on the phoenix chair and read through the memorials. She opened a book, and the densely packed words on it made her a little dizzy. She was not able to calm down and read carefully like before.

The maid on the side helped her massage the acupuncture points on both sides of her head at her request. The force was neither light nor heavy, but Feng Zhao always felt that this massage technique, which she was very satisfied with in the past, was a little less flavorful.

wrong!

Feng Zhao waved away the maid waiting at the side, and she finally remembered the violation.

Last night she actually fell asleep from exhaustion before Yan Chu, and at that time Yan Chu still had the energy to massage her. This was the biggest mistake.

It was always the case that only women cared for and cared for men in bed, but why did it happen the other way around for her and Yan Chu.

Feng Zhao gritted his teeth, it was such a shame and humiliation, what a shame and humiliation!

"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Jiang Liu and others watched the queen running out of the palace in a hurry, and nervously chased her and asked.

"Go to the martial arts arena. Come and call Captain Li and Captain Bai into the palace."

Feng Zhao thought about how she, as a woman, could lose to her Zhengjun in bed. It must be because she was busy with government affairs and neglected her martial arts. These days, she wanted to pick up the lost effort. At that time, it is not certain who will win and who will lose.

Feng Zhao waited for the day when Yan Chu cried and begged for mercy on the bed.

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