Emperor Jiahe passed away, and Xu Jin didn't even have time to remember him. He was so busy that he didn't look for Fu Rong for three days.

Fu Rong had moved into Fengyi Palace behind Chongzheng Hall at this time. She was the queen. She followed the queen mother to take the inner woman to guard the spirit every day. She was also very busy, busy and tired. At first, she had a little tears, but later she was so troubled that she had no mood to miss the late emperor, so she could only wiping things into a handkerchief to urge tear.

The old and new relationships are most likely to cause trouble. Xu Jin didn't have time to come, but asked Brother Wang to live in Fengyi Palace first. Apei and Axuan were still young and followed Fu Rong.

"Mom, my legs hurt." When I came back from kneeling back this day, Brother Wang complained to his mother with a bitter face.

Fu Rong's knees hurt, so he understood what his son meant. He carried the little guy to the warm couch, rolled up his trouser legs and saw that his knees were blushed, so he put a knee pad inside. Fu Rong was not afraid of this pain, but felt sorry for his son. He took the blood stasis removal cream handed over by Mei Xiang, unscrewed the lid and put it aside, and dug up the ointment to help his son apply medicine. "Brother Wang, bear it anymore, the emperor's grandfather will be buried in a few days."

Brother Wang didn't understand, "What is burial?"

While applying medicine, Fu Rong explained softly in Brother Wang'er's blank gaze: "The emperor's grandfather did not go to heaven to build an imperial tomb for himself. Now that the emperor's grandfather has left, his coffin will be moved to the imperial tomb, which is called burial."

Brother Wang has known that the emperor's grandfather has gone to the sky in the past few days, and he will never see the emperor's grandfather again. When he grows up, he can't see the eagle's grandfather, and tears turn in Feng's eyes. Just as the tears are about to fall, he suddenly sees A Xuan crawling behind her mother to grab the lid. He forgets to cry, "Mom, look at A Xuan!"

Fu Rong turned his head.

Axuan had already grabbed the lid in her hand and sat there and was about to stuff it into her mouth, but Mei Xiang stopped her with a smile.

Fu Rong pretended to be anxious to persuade her daughter: "If Axuan doesn't eat it, this is bitter and not delicious."

Axuan stared at her mother seriously. Perhaps the fragrance of the ointment smelled so good. The little girl quickly decided that her mother was lying, pushed Mei Xiang's hand away, and continued to send it to her mouth.

The little girl was hard to deal with, and Fu Rong didn't stop her and said to Mei Xiang: "Go and prepare sweet water quickly. A Xuan will have to eat something if she suffers."

Mei Xiang cooperated skillfully and went outside to instruct the little palace maids.

Axuan put down her fat hand that was raised to her chin and looked at Meixiang steadily. After Meixiang went out, she heard the sound of her loudly ordering the little palace maid outside. Axuan blinked her eyes and looked at her mother again.

Fu Rong smiled and coaxed his daughter: "Mom asked them to prepare sweet water, Axuan should eat it, don't be afraid of hardship."

Axuan finally believed it and immediately put the lid back to her mother, shook her head repeatedly, looking disgusted.

Apei was sitting inside and playing. When she heard her sister's voice, she turned her head and looked around and continued to play by herself.

To coax his naughty eldest daughter, Fu Rong wiped the other knee of Brother Wang's knees, and looked at the tears on his son's eyelashes, and sighed infinitely. The older he was, the more he knew. Brother Wang didn't understand what death was, but he would be sad because he couldn't see the emperor's grandfather. He was not like the two little girls behind him, and he only knew how to play.

"emperor."

As soon as he rolled up Brother Wang's trousers, the two palace maids guarding the door suddenly knelt down.

Fu Rong's heart jumped and saw the man in the ink-colored dragon-embroidered dress walking in. He instinctively stood on the ground, "The Emperor is here."

Xu Jin first asked everyone who served in the house to go down before smiling at her: "It's so smooth to shout." He was a little nervous when he called himself I for the first time, but Fu Rong was fine, as if he had already shouted countless times.

Seeing that he was as close as before, the little strangeness that had been caused by the change of identity disappeared instantly, Fu Rong sat back on the edge of the couch and continued to apply medicine to his son. His hands gently turned on Brother Wang's knees, and his eyes were full of longing to look at his man, "I dreamed of the emperor at night, and I shouted too many times, of course it would be smooth. What about the emperor, should I change to my concubine?"

After she was reborn, she hoped to become the queen, so that no one dared to despise her anymore. Now that she finally became, she liked to call Emperor Xu Jin. Only when she shouted, she felt real. And every time she ordered the palace maids and eunuchs to reply to Xu Jin, she asked them to tell the emperor how it was. When she called the emperor once, Fu Rong felt a little more beautiful.

Xu Jin looked at his wife and saw the four words "The villain succeeds" on her face.

But he felt good to make her so proud and happy.

Holding A Xuan who was crawling over, Xu Jin skillfully took out a veil from Fu Rong's body, covered his nose and spoke to her: "What happened before? Don't think about anything that is unnecessary. Brother Wang didn't wear knee pads?"

"It's worn." Fu Rong pointed to the two knee pads on the chair over there and said, "It's still too small, there's no way."

"I don't care for my father." Brother Wang said with his head raised.

The son was sensible. Xu Jin touched his head and called Apei, who didn't want his father at all. While holding one, he pressed him against Fu Rong's forehead and asked her if there was any trouble. Brother Yan was used to talking to his mother like this. He sat between the two of them obediently and turned his head to tease her sister.

When others saw the emperor and the queen fighting with their foreheads like this, they didn't know how much they should envy the emperor and the empress's deep affection. It was even more irritating than the newlyweds. But if Axuan and Apei knew that their father actually disliked their "stinky" and then smelled the fragrance of their mother, they would probably refuse to let Xu Jin hug her again?

Fortunately, they don't understand.

Fu Rong shook his head slightly and replied to Xu Jin with satisfaction: "It's been very smooth with my mother to help me. How is the emperor? You've lost weight."

Xu Jin sighed: "I'm very busy, it's good that I don't have time to think too much."

Fu Rong knew that he was referring to the death of the late emperor.

Not knowing how to comfort him, Fu Rong asked him how to arrange dinner, "Eat here?"

Xu Jin nodded.

After dinner, the children went to the wing room behind the main room to sleep. After a few days, the couple finally fell asleep on the same bed again.

No matter how normal Xu Jin was, Fu Rong knew that he must be sad. After being hugged by Xu Jin, she hugged him with heartache and whispered: "No matter how sad the emperor is, he still has to eat on time every day. My father suddenly went there. The emperor is supported by the emperor in the palace. Don't exhaust yourself."

Xu Jin responded softly, "I know, don't worry."

Fu Rong was really not worried anymore, because she felt that Xu Jin didn't seem to be thinking about the pain of losing her father now. Her body was stiff and she suddenly didn't know what to do. When the Empress died, she and Xu Jin also had three months of filial piety. That night, Xu Jin hugged her and tossed her once, not taking the March filial piety period seriously at all. But this time, Emperor Jiahe died. With Fu Rong's understanding of Xu Jin, he should not have that kind of thought in a short period of time, right?

But it's against the thigh... it's so obvious.

"emperor……"

"Don't call me the emperor," the voice was a little ruthless, but Xu Jin hugged Fu Rong even tighter, his voice hoarse, "Don't shout like that before you get filial piety, and then shout after you get filial piety."

Fu Rong didn't understand and asked him wonderingly: "Why?"

"I can't help it when you shout." Xu Jin couldn't help it anymore and quickly pushed the person out.

As the emperor, he watched the court officials kneel and kowtow at him three times and nine times, and the whole world was in his hands. Xu Jin couldn't describe the feeling. When he returned to Fu Rong's side, he heard her calling him the emperor proudly and proudly, which made Xu Jin feel even more excited than the court officials' kneeling. He was still tolerant during the day and shared a bed with his bed at night. She called the emperor in his ear, which was so... that he wanted to deal with her, and heard her crying and begging the emperor for spare time!

Before his thoughts were out of control, Xu Jin stopped in time and calmed down with his eyes closed.

Listening to his rapid breathing, Fu Rong laughed silently in the darkness.

She became the queen, fresh and proud. I'm afraid Xu Jin is the same? She was so moved because she called the emperor.

Since he couldn't do bad things, Fu Rong slept with a blanket and was pulled into his arms after a while.

"Emperor..."

Before he could finish calling, someone covered his mouth.

I had a good sleep all night, and when I woke up the next day, Xu Jin was gone.

The late emperor was buried in the imperial tomb. At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, Xu Jin ascended the throne ceremony. He followed Fu Rong's empress's enthronement before the court's grand break, and all the enthronement of the prince of Wang Ge'er was handled. As the elder brother, Xu Jin firmly believed that those who were brothers should take care of their younger brothers and those who were brothers should respect and obey their elder brothers. Wang Ge'er was smart and sensible. Xu Jin believed that his eldest son would not let his expectations down, so he was happy to establish the crown prince early and the country was fundamental.

When his son became the crown prince, Fu Rong was happy and a little worried. He leaned against Xu Jin's arms and asked, "Brother Wang is only four years old, so the emperor is really relieved?"

She also hopes that Brother Wang will have a future, but what if her son disappoints Xu Jin in the future? In her eyes, she likes Brother Wang, because she is afraid that Xu Jin will have too high expectations for Brother Wang and will be disappointed in the future. Xu Jin is unhappy and Brother Wang is also sad.

At this moment, Fu Rong finally realized what the change in identity means.

It means that her sons, her future sons will be princes, they are brothers, but they also have potential competitive relationships. Will the sons be friendly or respectful in more than 20 years?... all depends on how she and Xu Jin teach them.

Xu Jin kissed her forehead in a sympathetic manner and praised softly: "My father-in-law and mother-in-law teach their children well, and you brothers and sisters are all promising and caring for each other. It is truly a brotherhood, especially you, who cares about your family the most. This is a good thing, and you can definitely teach our children well. Let's teach them together and you won't make any mistakes."

His voice was gentle. Fu Rong thought of the situation where his brothers and sisters got along when they were young, and relaxed unknowingly, thanking him gratefully, "The emperor is really good at praising people. Every time I worry about something, I won't be afraid after hearing the emperor say a few words."

From the initial tentative discussion with him about contraception to the worry of being pregnant, he could always comfort her.

"Your Majesty..." Fu Rong felt soft and couldn't help but want to kiss him, so she stretched out her hand to wrap her neck and rubbed it up slowly.

Xu Jin had been itchy with her delicate emperor. At this time, she was obviously moved. How could Xu Jin refuse? He pressed her flat and leaned over without any pity and bit her ear, "Scream another shout, shout a few more, I like to listen..."
Chapter completed!