The sage's Zen position has been in his mind for a long time. He has worked hard all his life in this position, and he has a happy life. But he is old and tired, and he wants to stop and have a rest.

I was afraid that it would be difficult to reconcile between the two brothers. Later, it was determined that Shan Ning was not in the mood. So many things happened in the middle. After repeated delays, after Shan Ning's death, the sage could not sit still. The idea of Zen came out again and again. After calling the cabinet to discuss, the date was finally worked out.

Now all the burden is on Zhu GuanLiang. Zhou Leping often gets up in the middle of the night and doesn't see him. When he passes by his study, he sees that there are bright lights. He is busy outside and busy at home. I don't know how many days and nights he is clearly under the same roof. However, Zhou Leping feels that he hasn't seen him for a long time.

Another cold war, another awkward, but the heartache or can not help but heartache, she got up in the middle of the night to knock on the door of the study, put a cup of tea on his desk, "if you don't go back to sleep, let someone put a bed for you in the study tomorrow."

Zhu GuanLiang was busy for two days. He didn't take good care of himself. He had a green stubble on his chin. After drinking tea, he looked around his study and said, "the study is the study, and the bedroom is the bedroom. Why do I have a wife to make a bed in the study?"

"Then you're busy. I'll go back to sleep."

Zhu GuanLiang gripped her hand, pulled it back, pulled it to her side, and sat on her lap. "You've been very bad to me recently. Are you still taking revenge for last time?"

"No She came back coldly.

"Look at this pouting mouth. It's almost pouting to heaven. You still say no, you think I'm blind?"

In fact, it's not so much to make trouble with him as to make trouble with herself. Especially after hearing that the sage wanted to meditate, those inexplicable growing uneasiness and fear of gain and loss wrapped around her all the time. She knew that the present day would not last long, but she didn't expect that it would be so short. She didn't know how to deal with the next changes, so she kept making trouble with herself, And this kind of emotion naturally spread to all the sources of Zhu GuanLiang.

"It's too late. I'm sleepy. I'll go back to bed first."

"Don't sleep. Stay with me for a while." He took out some folds of the weaving yard. "Now no one under me can hold this stall. You are the person I trust most. For a long time, the process is familiar with the rules. I want you to be in charge of the weaving yard for the time being."

He is now preparing to succeed. He is in charge of everything inside and outside, big and small. Of course, the weaving house can no longer be distracted to manage everything. The weaving house is the most important one in the five Division yamen, and can't tolerate any mistakes, especially at this critical juncture.

The scar on Zhou Leping's head is almost healed. It's not a hard job to share his worries. She agrees. She does things cleanly, without procrastination, and cuts everything in a knife. This is good, but when she sits in his position, dignity can be achieved, but the combination of grace and power is better. To be an emperor, we need to balance all aspects of relations and be more tactful, It's not very thoughtful.

Zhou Leping used the habit of leading soldiers to deal with government affairs. Although he had been a general for several years, he was in the battlefield and had no experience as an official. Zhu GuanLiang usually had to look at the discounts she had approved, such as declaring money.

When everything is done, Zhou Leping stretches, loosens his shoulders, and is about to stand up. Zhu GuanLiang puts his hand on her stomach, hugs her from behind, sniffs her neck and asks, "do you want children?"

She felt that a wound had been opened, and someone had sprinkled salt on it. The one who sprinkled salt was Zhu GuanLiang.

"Can we not talk about it later?"

A little bit of dyspnea, Zhou Leping sniffed, suddenly a little want to cry.

"I sent someone to find the master two days ago. I asked him to help me find Yiwei prescription. The result should come in these two days. You can try it later. Let's try again."

Zhou Leping turned his head and asked him solemnly, "you said that we would be the prince at the winter solstice. What about having children in the future? You were born in the emperor's family, and I've seen many tragedies of brotherhood. You can't expect our children and winter solstice to be like you and Shan Ning in the future. They have no intention to take the throne. They are brothers and sisters, and they will not fight for it. "

"That's my business. Who will be the emperor in the future will see who has the ability. I hold both hands in my heart. If I have no ability, I won't be partial even to my son." he said with expectation, "what if it's a girl?"

"I don't think I need to remind you of this. Aren't you a doctor? Can I give birth to you? I know very well in my heart. If I had any hope, you would have coaxed me to take the medicine in a different way, but you still haven't taken any measures up to now? "

This is the first thing that Zhu GuanLiang feels powerless in his life. He has no words for a long time. He quietly hugs her, sighs in a low voice, and rubs her again and again with his hand on her stomach.

Zhou Leping felt that his stomach was almost rubbed off by him. Finally, he couldn't help it. He took his hand and stood up. "It's late. Go back to sleep."

Zhu GuanLiang sat there still.

Zhou Leping asked him, "will you go or not?"

He helpless way, "leg hemp, can't stand up."

Zhou Leping's face turned red. She was very comfortable for a long time. She almost forgot that she had been sitting on his lap for such a long time“ Then why don't you tell me. " Zhou Leping sighed and bent down to hang his arm around his neck. "I'll help you. Let's go." Most of the weight of Zhu GuanLiang's body is on her. Zhou Leping's legs are almost soft, so he reluctantly supports him out of the door. When he arrives at the door, he meets a young man on duty. He wants to help her, but Zhu GuanLiang stares at him and stops him. Back in the bedroom, Zhu GuanLiang's legs were basically well. At the moment of closing the door, he pressed her against the door and kissed her cheek, then the tip of the nose and then the lips. "Let's try again. We can't say too absolutely. What if there is hope?" "The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment," he said“ You are the one who holds on to a glimmer of hope. Why do you have to give up now? "“ The situation is different. "“ But I want to This is the first time that he expressed his expectation for her to have a child. If she can have a child, she will be happy to hear it, but she can't. So it sounds like a sentence of death. If this idea develops into obsession, it won't be long before she is completely abandoned. The most important thing in the world is to have a large number of women to give birth to him, But she can't. Zhou Leping almost foresees his future, but he still smiles, opens his arms to him and says, "let's try."