My Majesty Your Grace Novel

Chapter 4

It was Father Han who came to declare the decree. In fact, this decree was quite strange. After hearing it, the Chen family looked at each other a little.
　　Chen Wei weighed it for a while, and finally couldn't help but say: "Father-in-law, that Yinyin is not surnamed Chen, nor is she the daughter of the old
　　man, the emperor... Long live I am afraid I made a mistake." Father Han said but did not reveal too much. What a surprised expression, he only said with his hand: "You have no jokes, this imperial decree is all down, it's not...it has to be."
　　Chen Wei pondered for a moment and had to let people call Yin Yin and her mother in. Yin was playing on the swing in the backyard. After some tossing, he was already sweaty, his face flushed, and he rushed in with a grin.
　　The couple looked at each other, feeling helpless. Mrs. Chen stepped forward and took Yin Yin's mother's hand: "Sister, I have to discuss something with you. It's a big deal, so please do agree."
　　Yin Yin glanced around and saw everyone's expressions dignified. He thumped, couldn't help but ecstasy, and didn't pay much attention to seeing outsiders present, and smiled at Chen Zeming. Yin Yin's mother laughed and cursed in a low voice: "I don't
　　know how to be ashamed !" Chen Zeming turned his head to avoid that gaze. You are wrong, Yin Yin, you are wrong, he can't help shouting in his heart, but he can't say a word, he doesn't know how he should face her joy or disappointment.
　　Chen Mi sighed and said, "Yin Yin... From today on, you will worship me as a foster father and change your surname to Chen!"
　　Yin Yin's mother and daughter were shocked, Yin Yin's mother couldn't help but turn around and say to her sister: "Sister! This...this How can it be!" Madam Chen was full of guilt and couldn't help sighing deeply.
　　Chen Wei held up the yellow satin imperial decree in his hand and said in a low voice: "The emperor has a decree, and the three females of the Chen family are characteristic of Yin Yin who enter the palace as a concubine, and I will listen to it in the future." Yin Yin's body froze, and with a nearly blank expression, he died. Staring at Chen Ji's face.

　　Yin Yin entered the palace like this and suddenly caught everyone by surprise.
　　For a long time, Chen Zeming suspected that he was just dreaming a dream. Yin Yin was so naive, how could she be hooked to that magnificent but obscure palace? She was so locked up until she was in the old dead palace.
　　Aunt's cry lasted for half a month, and then she returned home with all her heart. Both Chen Wei and his wife were depressed for a while. The result of the long journey that was originally a reunion with relatives made everyone feel unexpectedly heavy.
　　Every time Chen Zeming enters the palace, passing through the streets where the lantern festival is on, he can still see Yin Yin swinging his fist at him in a daze. Fortunately, Chen Zeming also saw her from a distance, watching her wearing a completely different gorgeous dress from before, wearing the most popular high bun in the palace, reflecting the femininity of a woman he had never seen before. She didn't know that he would smile occasionally when he looked at her, but that smile was much more subtle than the unscrupulous before, and it seemed almost a different person.
　　Chen Zeming stared for a moment, turned, and left, looking at that smile, he felt cold all over, so he didn't dare to look at it.
　　The only thing that made him feel warm was when he was drinking with Yang Liang. Yang Liang always smiled, and that laughter had become a kind of support for Chen Zeming before he knew it. Only when he saw it could he feel at ease. Sometimes when he gets drunk, he will ask: "Why do you always laugh?"
　　Yang Liang slowly turned the cup: "Why don't I laugh?"
　　"Is there so much happiness in life?"
　　Yang Liang lazily said: "...no I know. But the ancients said that nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life may be true."
　　Chen Zeming lay on the table: "Then you are still laughing?"
　　Yang Liang put down the cup, pondered for a moment as if thinking of something. The corners of his mouth were curled up and said: "That's because...A Hua likes me to laugh."
　　"A Hua?" Chen Zeming hesitated, "This name sounds... well, it sounds..."
　　Not waiting for him to find the right words, Yang Liang Having accepted the topic, he blinked: "A Hua is my watchdog. The last time I went to my house, you saw it."
　　"This..." Chen Zeming was stunned.
　　Yang Liang squeezed and said with a narrow smile: "Speaking of which, early in the morning, if I go out with a refreshing smile on my face, it will sway its tail at me. But if I am sad and distracted, it will yell at me, as if dissatisfied. I just want to go out, but I hate to hear the dog barking, so I have to smile every day. As time goes by..." He leaned back, "It became a habit to laugh."
　　Chen Zeming shook his head, and there was a kind of chicken. The sense of dislocation that duck talks about.
　　Yang Liang seemed to whisper unintentionally: "It can be seen that no matter who you are facing, even if it is a dog, you can't lose your momentum first, otherwise you will lose without a fight..."
　　Chen Zeming was taken aback for a moment and said: "Well said. , 　　Makes sense!"
　　Yang Liang smiled: "I have won the prize."
Chen Zeming thought for a while, suddenly said: "I want to go!"
　　Yang Liang was not surprised, only said: "Oh?"
　　Chen Zeming's eyes were looking forward to: "I'm going to the battlefield." Yang Liang watched his expression change, and Chen Zeming gradually became excited: "I want to sword-fight the sky and gallop thousands of miles... to be born and die on the battlefield, achieve eternal fame, come and go freely in the bloody wind, and the horse leather shroud also No regrets at the beginning! Until then... how can these trivial matters be placed on my heart. Life is so short, how can I tolerate depression and squandering!"
　　Yang Liang smiled and toasted: "Then...respect for the future Not a famous general."
　　Chen Zeming stared at him: "Are you laughing at me?"
　　Yang Liang shook his head: "No!"
　　Chen Zeming laughed: "Then you are optimistic, I will do it!" The
　　two looked at each other and smiled, clinking glasses. Drink it all in one go.

　　Surprisingly, Yin Yin was favored by the emperor and soon became a nobleman.
　　Gradually someone came to curry favor with Chen Zeming, calling him the uncle of the country. Chen Zeming only thought it was funny, it was supposed to be his wife, but now everyone regards her as his sister who flew to Jinzhi. Everyone didn't know that every time the uncle of the country stabbed him in his heart, he still accepted it without showing a trace.
　　One day, a thief broke into the palace, and Chen Zeming led his troops to chase him. In the end, he was missing and had to stop. Looking around, it was Chen Guiren's Zhaohua Palace. He hesitated for a moment and was about to retreat when someone inside the door said: "Who is making noise outside?" The
　　voice was so familiar, Chen Zeming was already stunned. The woman opened the door, her eyes were also stiff when she saw him. The court lady next to her probed out: "Ah, it's Master Chen...No, it's Uncle Guo." Yin Yin lowered her eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense." The court lady hurriedly stopped.
　　This was the first time the two had the opportunity to face each other like this a few months after she entered the palace, but at this moment, even if they met, they could only be relatively speechless.
　　After Yin Yin said this, she stopped raising her head for a while, and the maid noticed the weird atmosphere and quietly retreated in.
　　Chen Zeming stood for a while, and finally whispered: "...the noble lady."
　　Yin Yin was shocked, and quickly glanced at him, seemingly angry and resentful, then suddenly turned around and shut him out of the door.
　　Hearing the door "bang", Chen Zeming stood there, his heart pounding, unable to move for a long while.
　　On the second day, Chen Zeming tried his best to go to Zhaohua Palace again, and from a distance, he saw a slim woman standing under the door. Chen Zeming walked up to her, stared at her without speaking, looked for a moment, and moved his gaze slightly away.
　　Yin Yin
　　bit her lip: "I thought you would not come." Chen Zeming was silent for a long while and said in a low voice: "When you were a kid, if you were angry at anything, you always loved to lock me out of the door, and you would still want me to stay the next day. I solemnly made amends to you at the time, otherwise I would refuse to write off, and I would definitely make a big fuss. I refused, and my grandmother always said that I am a man and I should have the world in my heart... What's the matter with my sister." The
　　two smiled relatively. With a smile, after a long while, Yin Yin said in a low voice: "At that time, I always thought..." At this point, she was silent.
　　Both of them knew what she said. There are so many people here, it is inevitable that the wall will have ears, so why do you have to say it.
　　Chen Zeming had mixed feelings in his heart. He really wanted to take a step, holding her hand and telling her that it was what she thought it was. But something in the dark stopped him from such a ridiculous impulse. Can you take the life of the whole family for this, he asked himself, the imaginary consequences made him shudder.
　　From the moment he heard the imperial edict, he had made a decision and could only retreat.
　　He has no choice.
　　Yin Yin turned around and looked up at the palace wall. A peach blossom above the wall was unwilling to be lonely, and the sky behind it, so remote and indifferent. She remembered that the sky in the countryside was not like this. It was lofty and vast, pure and immaculate, and full of vitality. Why did it change here?
　　Yin Yin was stunned for a long time, and continued stubbornly: "I always thought that you would be the one who married."
　　Chen Zeming was startled and looked around involuntarily. Yin Yin looked at him with a complicated expression in his eyes.
　　When Chen Zeming turned her head, she had already stepped into the palace gate, and she turned to him and smiled sharply: "Brother, I am fine, go back and please my parents for me." Then, she squatted down and placed the objects in her hands on the threshold. . She moved very slowly as if there was no one beside her, and she seemed to be attached to it. But never looked up at him again.
　　Chen Zeming watched her every move silently, it was the night of the lantern festival, he apologized for the peach wood monkey that he gave her.
　　The red-lacquered door finally closed quietly.
　　Chen Zeming stepped forward and bent over and stretched out his hand, the little wooden monkey still carrying his body temperature.
　　His fingertips trembled.
　　After a few days, Long live gifted Chen Mansion, one of which was named for Chen Zeming to enjoy and play alone, and other people were not allowed to watch it. Chen Zeming felt strange in his heart, thanked him, took the small box, went back to his room, opened it, and almost fainted like a thunderstorm.
　　In that box, it looked like a little peach wood monkey, exactly the same as the one he had cherished in his purse at the moment.

　　After a few days, the emperor summoned Chen Zeming. Chen Zeming rushed to the imperial garden, seeing that Yinyin was also there, and he couldn't help but shudder. The emperor only said to let their brothers and sisters meet to alleviate the suffering of the noble empress. Chen Zeming was shocked when he heard it, and didn't know what medicine he sold in the gourd.
　　Yin Yin thanked him and said: "Yin Yin has a very good life in the palace, and he has no thoughts about relatives. How dare your Majesty care so much."
　　The emperor waved his hand and said nothing. The sun is shining here, and the young emperor is full of vigor. Looking at him carefully, his facial features are not particularly outstanding. The corners of his eyes and brows are slightly indifferent, and he always looks calm and doesn't speak much. But when I looked up occasionally, the scrutiny gaze in the black eyes made people startled for no reason. For many years, he has been in human life, and he has an aura of watching sentient beings in every gesture, which makes people afraid to get close.
　　Chen Zeming didn't dare to watch for a long time, bowed his head to thank you.
　　In front of the emperor, the two dared to talk nonsense, and only exchanged a few words. Yinyin felt sad when she knew her mother had returned to her hometown, and returned to her seat. The emperor said, "Is that the end?"
　　Yin Yin nodded, and the emperor nodded: "Then you go back." Yin Yin turned his head and glanced at Chen Zeming before hurriedly backing away.
　　When Chen Zeming thought of the wooden monkey, he
　　felt uneasy. When he was in a state of confusion, he listened to the emperor's words: "...Next month, I will go out of the palace to worship the ancestors. Then Aiqing will come to guard and travel." Chen Zeming was shocked. , Hurriedly knelt down: "The minister...the position is low, and
　　I might not be able to bear this important task." The emperor seemed to not care: "Well, you all command so that I will naturally have arrangements there."
　　Chen Zeming was greatly frightened, and retorted: "The first ministers are all Yuhou, coupled with ordinary martial arts, I'm afraid..." At this point, the emperor frowned and looked at himself, and couldn't help but stop.
　　"You mean the general I personally promoted is actually a fool." The emperor said coldly.
　　Chen Zeming didn't dare to answer anymore, only bowed his head.
　　The emperor got up and walked away: "If this is the case, go back and resign yourself. The world is full of talents, and the incompetent should abdicate and
　　let the virtuous ." Chen Zeming gritted his teeth and was finally unable to suppress the youthful spirit by this excitement.

　　After Yuexu was calm and fine, Chen Zeming gradually felt that perhaps he was thinking too much, that the wooden monkey probably warned himself not to enter the palace without authorization, and to have a relationship with the harem.
　　Soon, the emperor and his party went on the road to worship their ancestors. With a hundred civilian officers, the military commander passed the guards of the Majun chief and deputy commanders, and headed by Chen Zeming, the capital of the Majun, accompanied five thousand soldiers and horses to escort him.
　　Everyone said it was Chen Guiren's favor, so Chen Zeming gradually became the king. Chen Zeming said in his heart that he hoped that was the case. It doesn't hurt to be called nepotism and don't have more branches.
　　Went to rest at the inn at night. The inn had been waiting for a long time and was cleaned up, but after all, there were too many entourages, and the soldiers could only camp or sleep in the street. After the meal, the emperor ordered someone to call Chen Zeming in the account, saying that he wanted him to discuss important matters. Seeing that it was late, Chen Zeming was very frustrated, but he could only bite the bullet and call to see him.
　　The emperor's restroom was the most spacious room in the post, divided into inside and outside.
　　The emperor naturally slept inside, and when he hurried away, he was met by a court lady waiting for the emperor to change clothes. Chen Zeming was separated by a bamboo curtain, and the two of them asked and answered questions, talking about such a common thing as the deployment of night defenses.
　　After a while, the emperor changed into a goose-yellow robe, and the maid rolled up the bamboo curtain. When answering, Chen Zeming caught a glimpse of a set of quilts rolled up in front of the bed in the open room of the inner room, which he thought was used by a close-knit maid. The emperor followed his gaze and looked at the bedding, and suddenly said: "You don't want to pay back tonight, stay here, I can sleep at ease." As he said before he could answer, the maid opened the bedding and flattened it. Before the couch.
　　Chen Zeming's breathing stopped abruptly, and he glanced at the emperor in panic. The emperor was looking down at the palace lady's movements without any special expression on her face.
　　Chen Zeming's heart was pounding, and the sound unexpectedly made him dizzy.
　　After a while, Fang reluctantly calmed down, bowed his head, and knelt to thank him.
　　The house was darkened, and only a hanging lamp remained in the corner of the house.
　　Chen Zeming froze for a while and knelt on the spot. The little emperor seemed to forget that there was another person in the room, and never announced that he had risen, and no one dared to ask him to get up when the maids retreated.
　　The emperor in the tent was already lying down, and his slender figure was vaguely visible.
　　After a while, the other party's breath gradually became heavier, and Chen Zeming gradually calmed down. After calming down for a while, Chen Zeming tiptoed up and moved cautiously, making no noise as much as possible.
　　Go to the ground floor, lift up the bedding, and lie down in the clothes. During the process of lying down, the armor still made a fine crashing sound. Chen Zeming had to cut off this simple movement several times and finally tried his best to lie down on his side with minimal movement.
　　Don't sleep, don't sleep, he warned himself repeatedly with his eyes open.
　　However, the whole day's running around gave him a huge sense of exhaustion, and his hard support gradually became useless. He was pillowed on his arm, and after an unknown period of time, his thoughts still fell into chaos.
　　He was awakened by some movement. He reflexively propped himself up, about to bounce up, and the moment he suddenly opened his eyes, he froze, half-kneeling on the spot.
　　The emperor was standing in front of him, looking down at him, his slender eyes gleaming strangely under the candlelight.
　　Seeing him sober, the emperor knelt down, stretched out his hands, and took off his helmet.

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