The plum blossom banquet went smoothly. Now only Concubine Liu was in the high position in the palace, and no one was making trouble, so Zhou Yun was happy to be worried.

But this worry-free thing is just a while.

A year ago, a minister in the court proposed to advance the draft to March of the next year on the grounds that the emperor had no children.

As soon as the news came into the palace, Zhou Yun's face turned cold.

At that time, it was the day of the day to pay tribute. Liu Fei, Guo Pin and others' eyes flashed lightly, as if they had all their plans in their hearts.

In the current situation in the harem, the concubines next to him actually hoped that the emperor would be on the imperial examination.

It is because the emperor has entered the harem so few times in recent days, he went straight to Kunhe Palace as soon as he entered the harem.

Some unwilling concubines would occasionally go to the imperial garden to block the emperor, but the emperor also ignored them, which made the concubines feel a little uneasy.

Even if the queen's aunt, the Zhengui Concubine, was favored for a lifetime, the late emperor would not favor the Zhengui Concubine alone.

Unlike others, Zhou Yun, who was fond of this situation, frowned without a trace.

If so, of course she doesn't want Fu Yun to give a draft.

She is not a fool, but she doesn't think about this matter. Moreover, the rest of her life is long and she stops this time, so what if she stops her?

Zhou Yun unconsciously clenched his handkerchief. Even her aunt was favored by the late emperor and made the late emperor promise, but she did not really make the late emperor no longer choose.

Zhou Yun felt depressed in his heart and nodded irritably:

"Okay, let's go back if you're notepading."

Pin Guo raised her delicate eyes and looked at the queen without any trace. She gently curled the corners of her lips with Concubine Liu who was silent on the side.

She didn't believe that anyone could resist the temptation of her offspring.

But now that the emperor cannot go to the palace of others, even if Concubine Liu is determined to use that prescription, she will not be able to do it. Now that the talent show is in front of her, what will Concubine Liu do?

As long as Concubine Liu takes action, Concubine Guo believes that the relationship between her and the queen will not be the same as before.

At that time... a trace of sarcasm flashed across Guo's eyebrows and eyes.

On this day, when Fu Yun stepped into Kunhe Palace, he noticed the low pressure in Kunhe Palace.

He frowned without a trace and looked at Shi Qiu, who was guarding the palace. The reason why he didn't go to see Shi Chun was because he knew that Shi Chun was only focused on her concubine.

As expected, Shi Chun bowed his head and bowed, as if he didn't notice something was wrong in the hall.

Shi Qiu smiled embarrassedly and whispered:

"When I pay my respects today, the Empress heard that the previous dynasty seemed to want the emperor to advance the draft."

After saying this, Shi Qiu closed his mouth tightly and never said another word.

To be honest, she was also a little curious, what would the emperor do?

Fu Yun's eyes changed slightly, and he paused, and then he entered the inner hall as if nothing had happened. However, Zhang Chong, behind him, stopped in time. He knew that the Empress was unhappy, so he didn't dare to go in.

Zhou Yun noticed it when there was a little movement outside the hall, but she still closed her eyes, as if she was asleep, and ignored Fu Yun who came in.

Her technique of pretending to be asleep was obviously not very good, and her eyelashes trembled slightly when she couldn't move.

But Fu Yun did not expose her, and sat calmly beside her, gently pulled out the words from Zhou Yun's hand, and looked it as if nothing had happened.

The hall was very quiet for a moment, but in the end, Zhou Yun couldn't help it, so he held up from the soft couch and said coldly to Fu Yun: "The emperor wants to read books, but he doesn't go to the library. What's the matter with me?"

Listening to her name, Fu Yun felt a thrust and ache in his forehead.

Zhou Yun has such a temper that he is so easy to guess. As soon as he hears her name, he knows what kind of temper she has now.

Fu Yun said in a deep voice: "Aren't you asleep?"

Zhou Yun was choked by him, and his eyes suddenly became wide open. She didn't believe Fu Yun didn't know that she was not asleep.

Her face was so vivid that Fu Yun could not pretend to be invisible. He let out a long sigh and said helplessly: "Listen to the wind and rain. When will your temper be changed?"

Perhaps Fu Yun has been so kind to her recently that he can even use gentleness to match her, so Zhou Yun's temper becomes more and more charming and flamboyant.

It was not the confrontation when I first entered the mansion, but the willfulness that was faintly coquettish in front of the concubine Zhen.

Zhou Yun also noticed her own changes, and she couldn't say whether this change was good or bad.

But when she met Fu Yun, she was a little annoyed:

"Your Majesty doesn't need to coax me. The news of your talent show in the previous dynasty is everywhere, so I won't hear it wrong."

Fu Yun refuted her slowly:

"But when did I agree?"

Zhou Yun was stunned, looked up at him in surprise, and then lowered his eyes in depressed manner.

She turned her back to Fu Yun.

Fu Yun frowned, but she didn't expect that after she said this, she became more and more unhappy.

Fu Yun was a little puzzled, but he was dull and didn't know how to ask.

After a long time, the sound of a woman buzzing in the empty hall sounded:

"I just didn't agree this time. What's the difference between going forward or postponing?"

It will come sooner or later.

Fu Yun was silent.

Zhou Yun was so uncomfortable that she was so quiet that she couldn't hold it in. She felt that it was not like her. She started to do it irritably and blurted out: "You don't have to—" in a dilemma.

"What do you want me to promise you?"

Before Zhou Yun finished speaking, he was interrupted by this cold sentence. Fu Yun lowered his eyes, his eyes were deep and dark, but he looked at her calmly.

For a moment, Zhou Yun was a little stunned.

What did she want Fu Yun to promise her?

She noticed that after Fu Yun ascended the throne, he used the self-proclaimed "I" to her for the first time.

Zhou Yun suddenly felt a little afraid to look at Fu Yun, but even if she didn't look at it, she could guess Fu Yun's serious expression at this time.

Zhou Yun felt a little guilty because she couldn't tell what result she wanted.

She just heard that Fu Yun was going to have a talent show, so she was unhappy.

The draft was a natural matter, and the rules passed down from the previous dynasty were as expected by her as soon as she knew Fu Yun ascended the throne.

Then why was she unhappy?

The hall was extremely quiet, so quiet that Zhou Yun was unbearable.

But Fu Yun just waited for her to answer quietly, and even asked her repeatedly: "Yun'er, what do you want?"

Zhou Yun looked up at him, a little annoyed, embarrassed, and a little unspeakable.

Then she heard Fu Yun say, "Yun'er doesn't want me to agree to this draft, and even reject all drafts in the future?"

Zhou Yun hid behind her fingertips, pinching her palms with white hair, as if she was so annoyed that she blurted out: "Who in this world wants newcomers to keep entering the backyard of her husband?"

After saying that, Zhou Yun blinked.

Yes, women in the world don’t want this.

She straightened her back with confidence and met Fu Yun's gaze, as if this could convince Fu Yun, or rather, to convince herself.

Fu Yun lowered his eyes and looked at Zhou Yun calmly for a long time.

He sighed in his heart and said only one word: "Okay."

Zhou Yun was a little confused.

I can't figure out what Fu Yun meant, did he believe her reason or agreed to her request?

Zhou Yun twisted the handkerchief a little uneasy, and then she said hesitantly: "I'm just having fun with you, I don't have to take it seriously."

After saying that, Zhou Yun bit her lip and kept silent. She knew best whether she was having fun.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yun didn't seem to hear what she said, and just said calmly: "I understand."

Fu Yun stood up, reached out to pull Zhou Yun up, and said no differently from usual: "It's time to have a meal."

Zhou Yun handed him his hand. For some reason, she was inexplicably short of breath in front of Fu Yun.

The next day, Zhou Yun learned that Fu Yun directly rejected the proposal of the draft in the court and even scolded the court officials who proposed it.

The general idea is that the late emperor has passed away for only two months, and he actually made a large-scale talent show at this time, which is really unfilial!

After hearing about this, Zhou Yun couldn't help but cover her lips and laugh.

If others don’t know, can she still not know?

Fu Yun had no family affection for the late emperor and the queen mother. When the late emperor was alive, he decisively favored the prince. He was very fond of Fu Yun and King Zhuang, and he didn't care much about King An.

What kind of feelings can Fu Yun have for the late emperor make Zhou Yun feel strange.

However, Zhou Yun knew why the late emperor was indifferent to the princes under him.

This involves her aunt. Her aunt lost her son and her body has been missing since then. The late emperor did not dare to mention the prince in front of her aunt, for fear that her aunt would be sad. Later, he became accustomed to the fact that he rarely cared about the princes.
To be continued...