readytorunbook Chapter 401 It’s time to close your eyes
Chapter 401 It’s time to close your eyes
Behind the window that was letting in dim light and shadow, two figures were closely intertwined.
The dim light from inside the house cast their silhouettes on the window, among which the figure belonging to Park Bo-young was particularly eye-catching.
She has a slender and graceful figure, like a willow swaying gently in the breeze.
The waist seems to be slender, and is even more slender under the outline of light and shadow. The lines extend softly and smoothly upward to the slightly raised shoulders, and then transition downward to the long and straight legs.
Her movements were light and agile. Sometimes she leaned forward slightly, sometimes she twisted gently, and sometimes she seemed to be enjoying it abnormally.
Old Ma saw Park Bo-young in the carriage and shook his head: "Why didn't I study hard when I was a child?"
"It's better to be a young master. He is happy in there, but I can only starve."
“How annoying!”
Park Bo-young was really crazy last night. No matter whether Chen Changan could do it or not, she could do it anyway.
Chen Changan didn't wake up until the afternoon.
It can be seen what a thrilling battle last night was.
After he got up, he found the house tidy. He went out to look for Park Bo-young, but didn't see anyone.
Old Ma was sitting at the table bored, and when he saw Chen Changan get up, he said, "Master, did you sleep well last night? I couldn't. If there is a next life, I want to be a master too."
Old Ma sighed, and Chen Changan shook his head and chuckled.
"Old Ma, have you seen Park Bo Young?"
"I saw it. She left with her people before daybreak."
Old Ma nodded and said, "I can see that she is not walking normally. She even bowed to me and said she was going back to Goguryeo."
As expected, Park Bo Young left.
It took away all of Chen Changan’s thoughts.
Chen Changan sat dejectedly in front of the table, and Lao Ma could only accompany him. After a long while, Lao Ma chuckled.
"Master, I have never left Da Chu."
Chen Changan's eyes lit up immediately, and he stood up and said, "Yes, why didn't I think of that!"
"Westerners have been developing merchant ships for so long that they should have grown to a certain size. At least sailing on the sea shouldn't be a problem. I can go on a business trip to Goguryeo in the future!"
"This way, I can see Park Bo Young, right?"
Mr. Chen was so happy that he hugged Lao Ma and kissed him: "Lao Ma, I find that sometimes you are a genius."
Old Ma quickly wiped his lips and shivered: "Master, I am a man and I like women... Don't even think about having any improper thoughts about me, I won't agree."
Chen Changan rolled his eyes and asked, "Who asked you to agree?"
Chen Changan immediately smiled happily and took Lao Ma back to the Chen Mansion. As long as he presented the letter to the emperor tomorrow, he would have completed this mission.
When I entered his house, I thought Zhao Qingcheng would not be there, but I found Zhao Qingcheng in the main hall.
Chen Changan hurriedly said: "Qingcheng, you... are back?"
Zhao Qingcheng nodded gently, but Yan Qing crossed her arms and said, "Knowing that you entered Doctor Park's room, the room let us go."
"Master Chen, I see you are listless. Are you overworked?"
Chen Changan's face turned red, and Sun Jingyi quickly stood up: "Brother, I made some soup to nourish you."
Sun Jingyi took Yan Qing away, and Chen Changan finally blushed and said awkwardly: "Qingcheng, I want to confess to you..."
"What is there to confess? My brother has already told me."
Zhao Qingcheng shook her head, seeming a little dissatisfied, but it eventually turned into a soft sigh: "Chen Lang, this time you did it for the country, I can forgive you, but next time... I won't allow you to do that."
"If you insist on taking a concubine, you must tell me and I will check it for you."
Chen Changan was immediately happy: "No, no, I have enough time to deal with so many ladies. Let me hear if my daughter kicked you?"
Pfft!
Chen Changan immediately knelt on the ground. Zhao Qingcheng was horrified: "Chen Lang, what are you doing!"
"Nothing, just talk to my daughter!" Chen Changan came to Zhao Qingcheng and whispered to her belly.
"My daughter, please be good in my mother's belly. It's been very hard for your mother to carry you. Please don't do anything rash!"
"Dad named you Chen An'an. Dad and mom hope that you will live a peaceful life!"
"Grow up as beautiful as your mother, Guaiang..."
Looking at Chen Changan talking to himself and kneeling on the ground, Zhao Qingcheng's heart melted.
Chen Changan was a top scholar and the ninth son of King Huainan. Although she was not the real Empress Zhaolie, he was able to give up his status and kneel down to her.
No other woman would be able to enjoy this treatment.
After talking to her "daughter" for a while, Sun Jingyi came back with a bowl of soup.
I don’t know what kind of soup it is, but it tastes warm and Chen Changan feels extremely comfortable.
After finishing the soup, he was about to go out for a walk with Zhao Qingcheng when Lao Ma came back and reported, "Master Chen, Eunuch Jing is here."
"Eunuch Jing... Is the Emperor so impatient?"
Old Ma shrugged, and Eunuch Jing came over with a serious look, nodded to Zhao Qingcheng and said, "Empress Zhaolie, the emperor has sent a message."
Zhao Qingcheng was about to kneel down to receive the order, but Eunuch Jing quickly waved his hand and said, "The emperor specifically ordered that Zhao Qingcheng is pregnant, so she doesn't need to kneel down."
"The Emperor said that Empress Zhaolie was very righteous. You should inform your mother of your marriage to Chen Changan. He set up a mourning hall for you in the palace to call your mother's soul back."
Chen Changan moved his lips. The ancients were superstitious and believed that Feng Shui masters could communicate with ghosts in the underworld.
But won’t Zhao Qingcheng still have to cry loudly, which is bad for the fetus?
Chen Changan shook his head and said, "Qingcheng, you have to take care of your body. Don't be too happy or too sad. It's not good for the fetus in your belly."
"I just happen to have something to see the Emperor about, so I'll go into the palace with you."
Zhao Qingcheng nodded gently, went back to change into white clothes, and then walked out the door.
But as soon as he walked out of the door, Chen Changan was stunned.
Outside the palace walls, thousands of palace maids and eunuchs stood in neat rows, like a solemn ocean.
On the ground, the newly spread loess was soft and thick, glowing a faint golden color under the sunlight.
The eunuchs on the side held ladles and sprinkled clean water carefully onto the street. The water droplets sparkled with crystal luster in the air, and disappeared in a flash, leaving only a clean and refreshing scene.
Where everyone's attention was focused, a phoenix sedan was parked quietly.
The phoenix sedan chair was like a small mobile palace. It was made of precious ebony and was carefully carved with intricate and gorgeous auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes. Every line was delicate and smooth, as if telling of the majesty of the royal family.
Red as pigeon blood, blue as the deep sea, emitting a dazzling light.
The eunuchs all prostrated themselves on the ground, their heads bowed, their hands respectfully placed in front of them, their foreheads lightly touching the ground, and shouted in unison: "Long live the queen, long live the queen, long live the queen!"
The sound resounded through the sky and echoed in the air for a long time.
Zhao Qingcheng shook her head gently: "My royal brother is thoughtful. Please stand up."
"Thank you, empress!"
Eunuch Jing came over and supported Zhao Qingcheng: "Queen, please get on the throne, but because you are pregnant, why don't you let Master Chen go with you?"
Eunuch Jing was also thoughtful. Zhao Qingcheng and Chen Changan walked into the imperial carriage.
The imperial carriage moved slowly along the wide main road in the city, like a golden dragon shuttling through the streets and alleys.
At the front, the royal guards, dressed in bright armor and riding tall horses, lined up in neat rows. They stood tall with stern expressions, clearing a passage for the imperial carriage.
Following closely behind were attendants holding up all kinds of ceremonial objects. Dragon and phoenix flags rustled in the wind. Auspicious patterns embroidered on them with gold and silver threads protected Zhao Qingcheng in the imperial carriage, as if she were a god descending to earth.
Wherever he went, people flocked to the streets, their eyes full of awe.
They knelt on the ground in unison, shouting: "Empress Zhaolie, Empress Zhaolie——"
The cheers rose one after another, converging into a surging wave of sound that echoed in the sky above the city for a long time.
The children curiously poked their heads out from behind the adults, while the old people kowtowed devoutly, muttering to themselves to thank Empress Zhaolie for her kindness.
"If your mother knew about this, she would be at peace."
Seeing this grand scene, Chen Changan sighed softly.