The emperor chuckled softly: "Empress, this palace is a Buddhist temple. You and I are like this in the Buddhist temple. Do the empress really think it is appropriate?"

The queen smiled leisurely: "How did the emperor forget that this is Doron. The temples and monks respected in inner and outer Mongolia are different from those in the Han area. Even many monks also have wives and children."

"Oh, the queen is so knowledgeable, so she even knows this." The emperor lowered his eyes lightly: "The queen is right, and I am speechless."

The emperor looked up and looked at the bright yellow bed tent above his head: "But the queen has forgotten that I have just recovered from the sores, and maybe I still have a sickness in my body. If the queen sleeps with me, wouldn't she be afraid of taking risks?"

The emperor's words were not surprised.

She lowered her head and smiled: "Why did the emperor forget that since the emperor was sick, I have been serving the emperor without any hesitation. Calculate the days, it has been three months. If something should be done, it would have been a long time ago. Look, isn't this good for me?"

The emperor did not make any more sounds, and his fingers quickly read the hand bead of the Hetian white jade in his palm. The jade beads were speechless, but they collided with each other, like the sound of ice.

The queen was not anxious and said softly: "In a blink of an eye, it has been eight months since Huixian passed away. I remember a poem that the emperor gave to Huixian once wrote that when Huixian was about to leave, what he thought most was the emperor's desire for a legitimate son. Huixian was as close as a sister to me during his lifetime, but now he has gone, but he is still worried about the legitimate son. The emperor can't bear to call Huixian so worried. How could I bear to call Huixian in heaven? Is it difficult to fulfill my wish?"

"Somehow since our Yonglian left, I saw the emperor being heartbroken and made a wish to the gods and Buddhas early on, and I must give birth to another legitimate son for the emperor. First, to make up for the pain that Yonglian had brought to the Empress Dowager and the Emperor; second, even Huixian's wish to leave was this, so I had no choice. I think it would be a secret method to stay in the Buddhist temple tonight and be with me to bed."

The emperor still didn't say anything, but the night was reflected in his eyes, staring at the queen's side face quietly.

The queen lowered her head and said, "Three times... Although there are five princes in the emperor's knees except Yonglian. However, the eldest prince is already quite old and is already eighteen this year. The eldest son of the monk is already so old. If there is no legitimate son, the previous dynasty will inevitably discuss the establishment of a crown prince for the monk."

"The emperor once told me that the most taboo situation of the Nine Dragons fighting for the throne in the time of Emperor Kangxi was the one who wanted to make our legitimate son the crown prince and eliminate this trouble forever. Now the eldest prince is so old. If there is no legitimate son, it will be the future... How can the emperor let go?"

The emperor stared at the queen's calm and beautiful face and couldn't help but chuckled.

"Queen, you are really my virtuous wife. It turns out that you have so much worries about me."

The queen lowered her head and smiled quietly: "What is the emperor saying? I am the emperor's legitimate wife, so that's what I should do."

The emperor couldn't help but reach out to touch the hair on the queen's temples. It seemed that there were a few black hairs dyed white by the moonlight... But the emperor knew that the whiteness did not come from the moonlight, but the real traces left by time.

It has been so many years since she married her when she was sixteen.
Chapter completed!