When the Queen of Crazy Criticism took the HE script and killed it

Chapter 80
Si Ningchi thought that when he woke up, Zhao Zongheng must have gone up as usual, but he didn't expect that she would hit Zhao Zongheng in the face as soon as he turned over.

Zhao Zongheng, who was leaning against the bed and reading a book, was slapped hard, and the book in his hand dropped.

Zhao Zongheng looked sideways at Si Ningchi, who was stretching and turning over again, with a gentle expression, she could really sleep.

"Why are you here..." Si Ningchi looked at Zhao Zongheng in shock and blinked.

"Take a rest today." Zhao Zongheng said calmly, picking up the book again.

"Can the emperor also take a rest?"

"..."

Zhao Zongheng stared at her silently, then put down the book in his hand and said, "Today is a rare free time, does the empress want to go out for a stroll?"

As soon as Zhao Zongheng finished speaking, Si Ningchi quickly got up, and directly told Zhao Zongheng that she wanted to leave the palace!
The last time I went out of the palace was at night, it was so dark that I couldn't see anything, and I was in a hurry when I had something important to do, but this time I went out of the palace was different, it came out from the main entrance swaggeringly.

The street scene in central Beijing is much more lively and bustling than Shining Chi imagined, but the road in this capital is not wide, if you travel with a horse-drawn carriage, you may get stuck on the road, so there is a rule in central Beijing that you are not allowed to drive with horses in the downtown area.

There were many people in the market, and the Emperor's uncle Zhao Yuanzhang accompanied the emperor out of the palace this time. Seeing Zhao Yuanzhang's attire and silver mask, he looked more like an accompanying guard.

"The Yang family has often been in and out of the Taiwei's mansion recently." Si Ningchi was only thinking of going to the streets to play, but Zhao Zongheng and Zhao Yuanzhang seemed to be out of the palace for some reason.

"Dong Taiwei has advised the Yang family several times on the matter of grain transportation around the village." Zhao Zongheng responded softly and said, "The supervisory office is preparing to forge ordnance, and Dong Taiwei has joined forces with the Yang family many times to fight for power."

"What's the emperor's plan?" Zhao Yuanli looked up.

"hold on."

Si Ningchi was in a daze when he heard it, but he glanced at Zhao Zongheng and didn't know what he was waiting for.

The carriage stopped in front of a teahouse, probably Zhao Yuanli had arranged it in advance, there was no one else in the teahouse, not even the owner of the teahouse, he saw that almost all the guards in the building were disguised.

Si Ningchi wants to go for a walk in the street, and eat something new in the ancient capital's snacks, so he doesn't want to stay in the teahouse.

"I'll make arrangements." Zhao Yuanli took a look at Si Ningchi, and stood up without any nonsense.

"The emperor is so cautious, is there an assassin?" Si Ningchi looked at Zhao Zongheng with his chin propped up and asked, "Who would dare to assassinate the king?"

Zhao Zongheng smiled when he heard the curved lips, pushed the refreshments on the table in front of her and said, "Don't worry, no one can hurt me."

Si Ningchi raised his eyes in disbelief, right?
Then how did you die at my hands?

Si Ningchi silently picked up the tea and took a bite, the faintly sweet taste was a bit rough, it wasn't really delicious.

Zhao Yuanli came back after going out for a while, saying that he could go to the street.

Si Ningchi was overjoyed, and dragged Zhao Zongheng into the street. The road was still as usual, the bustling city was still noisy and there was not much ostentation, but as long as you observe carefully, you can find that among the passers-by, seemingly inconspicuous pedestrians, They were all disguised by the Forbidden Army in the palace.

Invisible protection, once an abnormality occurs, the emperor and empress can be sheltered behind immediately.

"Soup dumplings!" Si Ningchi expressed great joy when he saw a familiar snack, and Zhao Zongheng, who followed closely behind, raised his eyebrows like a tool man who paid for it.

"Sugar Painting~"

"What kind of cake is this?"

She ran around like a curious baby, Zhao Yuan looked at Si Ningchi's appearance, how did she look like she had never been out of the house, why did these things that everyone is familiar with make her so novel and weird.

Si Ningchi, as the daughter of the Marquis of Xiwu, shouldn't be like this...

Zhao Yuanli took a look at Zhao Zongheng, and with the emperor's keen insight, he shouldn't be unaware, but at this time Zhao Zongheng let Si Ningchi hold hands and wander around, and whenever he encountered something novel to her, he explained it patiently. The origin of things.

The smiling emperor looked down at the woman beside him with a tender and nostalgic look that he had never seen before, intangible and tangible.

"This jade crown is very pretty." There are countless small stalls on the street. Si Ningchi and Zhao Zongheng are dressed like wealthy people, but now they are standing in front of a narrow stall to pick and choose. The stall owner is a little bit hesitant to speak It's over again, how can such a poor thing deserve to be worn by such a nobleman?

"Does your husband like it?" Si Ningchi turned to look at Zhao Zongheng while holding the jade crown.

"..." Zhao Zongheng lost his mind for a moment when he heard Si Ningchi's voice, he lowered his eyes to see that the jade was not jade, and the colored glaze was not like the glazed hair crown, and fell silent.

It's really not that he doesn't give face, it's that this thing is really ugly...

Zhao Zongheng turned his head: "No."

He doesn't want to wear this ugly thing, not even his husband.

then……

When he returned to the teahouse, Zhao Zongheng had a sullen face full of displeasure, the dragon ball-like hair crown on his head was quite eye-catching, it didn't match his brocade clothes at all.

Si Ningchi covered his mouth and smiled, it can be said that he was in a very happy mood, but this joy and joy stopped abruptly when he walked to the door of the teahouse.

Not because of anything else, but because of Si Qionglian standing in front of the teahouse, wearing a lotus root pink satin dress, charming and charming, holding a food box in his hand, smiling with big watery eyes, seeing Zhao Yuanli He took the initiative to greet him, and when he saw that the emperor was standing next to Zhao Yuanli, a surprised expression appeared on his face.

"Qiong Lian sees the Emperor and the Empress." Si Qiong Lian seemed a little nervous, cautiously raised her head and glanced at Zhao Yuanli and said, "Holy King, I don't know that you are with the Emperor today..."

"Why are you here?" Zhao Yuanli waved his hand to signal that there is no need to talk, and asked while looking down at Si Qionglian.

"Last time you said you wanted to eat wishful rolls, I learned to make some." Si Qionglian whispered as if a little embarrassed: "I have been learning for a long time before I can make it, just want to give you a taste, I didn't expect the emperor and empress to be here..."

"Since the Holy King has something to do, I'll take my leave first." Si Qionglian hastily bowed to Zhao Zongheng in salute, and was about to turn around and leave.

"It's rare that sister Qiong Lian is so caring, how can the emperor not taste it, wouldn't it just save Qiong Lian's face." Si Ningchi said with a smile: "I haven't tasted my sister's craftsmanship yet. "

"Let's talk inside." Zhao Yuanli took a look at Si Ningchi, and it was obvious that Si Ningchi didn't want to see this step-sister, but why did he ask to keep him?
In the private room of the teahouse, Si Ningchi and Zhao Zongheng took their seats, while Zhao Yuanzhang and Si Qionglian sat on the left and right sides.

(End of this chapter)