[Sorry, you were accidentally injured because of the low purchase ratio. Please come again tomorrow = 3=] Zheng Yue was deposed and demoted to a slave, imprisoned in a cold palace. I forgive my second prince for being young and ignorant, demoted to a commoner, and choose a date to leave the capital and never enter the capital.

Duke Ding frowned, thinking that the punishment was too light: "Your Majesty, wipe out the weeds and do not be kind to women."

"I have decided." Zhuo Yu said lightly, "In order to keep their bloodlines for the Zheng family who made great contributions to the Great Zhou Dynasty, I think that everyone will not be a person like Zheng Quan who is not right or wrong."

His decision was not just about being kind. The Zheng family had been in the army for many years. If it was too cruel, I was afraid that someone would hold a grudge. Leaving a bloodline of the Zheng family can demonstrate benevolence and righteousness, and it can also make the Zheng family's old subordinates grateful and will not rebel again.

Mr. Zhang immediately said, "Your Majesty is benevolent and righteous."

The others agreed, and even if Duke Ding was still dissatisfied, he could only accept it.

Zhuo Yu mentioned another important thing: "Is there any news about the demon butterfly?"

Almost all the ministers in the court witnessed the strange butterfly. It is no exaggeration to say that many people will wake up from nightmares at night.

Zhuo Yu issued a ban order, not allowing those present to spread the matter, but did not relax the tracking of the demon butterfly. He has issued a secret order to local states to pay close attention to the matter.

The person in charge of this matter was Wang Shangshu: "There is no news."

Zhuo Yu reminded: "Don't let go of your vigilance, and you must never let the demon butterfly harm the people."

"I will obey the order."

After the long court meeting, Zhuo Yu returned to Tianxing Palace without stopping and asked the leading palace maid Tianer: "Is Miss Yin awake?"

Tian'er squatted: "Never."

Zhuo Yu sighed and walked straight into the bedroom. Tianxing Palace is the residence of emperors of all dynasties and the center of the entire palace. It is magnificent and magnificent. Nearly a hundred palace servants served the emperor at the same time.

The four palace maids took action together, first changing into heavy court clothes for him, and instead putting on light regular clothes. Another palace maid brought hot water and twisted a handkerchief to serve him cleanse his face and wash his hands. Someone poured him a cup of hot tea and served him some snacks.

Here, you can truly feel what the stars surround the moon and what supreme power is.

But Zhuo Yu had no intention of enjoying the gentle service of the palace maids. He waved his hand to signal them to retreat, walked to the bed alone, and slightly raised the tent.

Yin Miaomiao was still asleep. She had been sleeping for three days and had no sign of waking up. Zhuo Yu asked the imperial physician to take his pulse, saying that it was just a normal sleep and there was no discomfort.

Zhuo Yu remembered her previous act of recovering from her injuries with sleep. He was not particularly worried. He just came over to check out after dinner every day, for fear of missing the time when she woke up.

Today he happened to meet Yin Miaomiao when he woke up: "How long have I slept?"

Zhuo Yu was stunned and said hurriedly: "It's been three days."

"Well." She supported her head and frowned slightly between her eyebrows, "Where is that butterfly?"

Zhuo Yu said: "It has been missing. Don't worry, but ask me to call the imperial physician to take a look?"

"No." Yin Miaomiao pressed her temples, as if there were tens of millions of silver needles piercing the cerebral cortex. "I'm going to sleep for a while, will you be smooth?"

Zhuo Yu pressed the corner of her quilt and said warmly: "I'm all very good here, you don't have to worry."

"That's good, let me sleep, and I'll wake up when I'm fine." Yin Miaomiao said, her eyelids closed uncontrollably.

Zhuo Yu looked at her sleeping face and said softly: "Don't worry, sleep, I'm there."

Now, it was his turn to guard her.

Yin Miaomiao slept for more than half a month, and she might wake up once every time, and soon fell asleep again.

During this period, the court officials finally came to a result of the establishment of the queen - adhering to the idea that if they don't have it, they can't afford to be political enemies, most of them compromised and let Zhuo Yu make Yin Miaomiao the queen.

Besides, a rootless and unfounded person is better than a Queen Zheng who relies on her parents' family to do evil.

Therefore, when Yin Miaomiao woke up from his long sleep, the first question he faced was: "I want to make you the queen, are you willing?"

Maybe he was confused when he was sleeping, Yin Miaomiao subconsciously asked: "What queen?"

Zhuo Yu pursed his lips: "I promised you, no joke."

Yin Miaomiao remembered it, and was so sweet and funny: "No need."

"What does it mean not to be necessary?" Zhuo Yu frowned and said seriously, "You and I already have a husband and wife. We should give you a title, otherwise, who will I become."

Yin Miaomiao pondered: "It doesn't matter if we don't pay attention to this."

"Miaomiao." Zhuo Yu sat next to her and stared into her eyes, "Do you have any hidden secrets, or are you just unwilling to marry me as a wife?"

Yin Miaomiao sighed softly. If Zhuo Yu said to marry Fan Ji at the beginning, it would be a matter of interest, but now that the dust has been settled and mentioned it again, it would be 100% sincere.

Because he was sincere, she didn't want to lie to him: "I am a Taoist practitioner."

"Where can't be practiced in the Tao? If you feel bored in the palace, would I be able to practice a Taoist temple for you?"

"It's not like this. If I want to practice Taoism, I have to go far away." Yin Miaomiao could not explain the difference between the mortal world and the cultivation world with him. He could only use the concept that he could understand, "It's very far, very far, Penglai is so far."

Zhuo Yu was stunned.

Yin Miaomiao looked at him and thought to him to understand. But Zhuo Yu just got stunned for a moment and then laughed: "When was that happening?"

"Wait until I... get healed."

When the injury is healed, I will clean up the butterfly and find a way to go back. It’s time to go back.

Zhuo Yu asked: "Are you your relatives there?"

Yin Miaomiao smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know." She didn't remember anything, she didn't know why she came to the mortal world, why she was seriously injured, and how she could go back there.

"That's better." Zhuo Yu covered her hands and clenched slowly, "You stay first, slowly recover from the wounds, and slowly find the way back. If you have to leave one day, then it will be too late to leave."

Yin Miaomiao smiled: "That's always going to leave, why bother with me?"

"That's the future, and people will die." Zhuo Yu persuaded her slowly, "If you don't want to marry me, I have nothing to say. If it's because of other concerns, there are no need to worry. There are precedents for concubines to practice Taoism in all dynasties, and I have my own way."

In her life, Yin Miaomiao received several proposals, some for love, some for profit, and some for money, but those came too late. Until she died, she had several lovers, but she never got married.

Should he agree to Zhuo Yu? She thought that he had put all the words to this point, and there seemed to be no reason to refuse.

"Why?" She asked this question that many people had asked, wondering if there are different answers in this life.

Zhuo Yu felt that this question was no longer simple: "I like you, so I want to marry you." If someone else had a marriage or a killing, he could not escape the consideration of interests, but he had to do everything he had to do with her, but he was just a matter of love.

"Okay, then." She laughed, "I do."

Can love last forever? She doesn't know that life is so long, who dares to say that there is really only one pair of people in one's life? It's enough to be at this moment.

***

The matter of the founding queen was done long before Yin Miaomiao woke up. She nodded, and Zhuo Yu asked the people from Sitianjian to quickly calculate the auspicious day, and asked the people from the weaving bureau to tailor their body so that they could make phoenix crowns and robes.

The entire palace was busy and festive about this matter. Everyone cut new clothes, smiled on their faces, and spring was warm and flowers bloomed, as if the air was full of maltose.

On this day, Zhuo Yu brought the floor plan of the palace and asked her to choose a palace to live in: "Fengyi Palace is the place where the queens of all dynasties live, but the two queens of the Zheng family... I plan to rebuild it in a few days, so it is better to choose another palace."

There were smiles on the corners of his eyes and his eyebrows, and his emotions came out of his eyes: "Is Bailu Palace so good? It's not far from Tianxing Palace, and I'll see you too."

The time we spent together was destined to be as fragile as glass. Yin Miaomiao cherished it very much and said with a smile: "Your Majesty said yes, that's good."

Zhuo Yu cleared his throat, circled Bailu Palace, and asked again: "What are you planted in the yard? Pomegranates have many seeds, peonies are noble, plum blossoms are noble, and osmanthus is also good."

"The osmanthus is ready." She smiled.

Zhuo Yu nodded: "The osmanthus is good. When the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, the flowers are full of the moon is good, which is a good omen."

At that time, the weather gradually warmed up, the ice and snow melted, the sun shone brightly, and the blue smoke of ambergris rose from the incense burner. Zhuo Yu leaned against the table, waving ink and writing something, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of gentle and leisurely smiles.

Yin Miaomiao looked at him with his head, and his heart filled with joy mixed with sadness.

This is a gentle dream, destined to be as short as morning dew.

But even though they knew the ending well, they still fell into it without hesitation.

***

After the ceremony of the Empress Enthronement, the haze of rebellion completely disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by Zhuo Yu's joy of enthronement in the harem.

When Concubine Xian passed away, the original Concubine De was promoted to the imperial concubine, Concubine Chun was promoted to the concubine Shu, Li Cairen, Concubine Liu was promoted to the concubine, and some low-ranking concubines all rose to a higher level. Such grace was only achieved when Zhuo Yu first ascended the throne.

This time, the harem was awarded a lot because the new queen was established and His Majesty was particularly happy.

The above is the official statement.

Zhuo Yu's explanation to Yin Miaomiao is much more practical: "The palace affairs are trivial, I don't want you to worry. Concubine De and Concubine Chun are both old people in the palace. After being promoted, they will be more confident in their control and will save you from bothering you every few days."

The spring was bright, and Yin Miaomiao talked to Zhuo Yu at the window. After hearing this explanation, she joked: "So, it is better to seal two of them together to seal them together?"

Zhuo Yu engraved the title of concubines who were promoted on paper and said, "The emperor is not so casual. Do you think the money in the inner treasury is too much to spend?"

The harem is considered the emperor's private subordinates, and all the expenses are included in the emperor's private warehouse. The increase in the amount of money needed to promote a large scale cannot be considered too much, but over the years, it is not a small amount.

Yin Miaomiaoqi said: "Why is that?"

"Because of the fake, the people in the palace were panicked and were afraid that I would pursue it later. I would like to give them a reward, so that they would know that I don't mean to settle the score after the autumn, and that they would also let them get you a favor."

Yin Miaomiao was surprised: "You think so thoughtful."

"There are other considerations." Zhuo Yu paused and said lightly, "I told you that my biological mother died of illness in the cold palace. I understand very well that women who have lost their favor are not as good as palace maids... They always serve me, and I don't want them to be neglected to that extent."

Yin Miaomiao supported her head and thought for a while: "I seem to hear something else."

Zhuo Yu looked at her, smiled and climbed up to the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, saying nothing, and saying everything again.

In the past, he was able to see women with rain and dew. He was favored twice or three times a month, and he always saw him once every two or three months when he was not favored. Therefore, even if the people below watched the food, they would not overdo it.

But now, human life is limited and time is fleeting. He only wants to seize every minute and every second to spend with her, and he really doesn't care about others.
To be continued...