Chapter 1719 Blessed People

"I don't like it a long time ago." Yun Dai put on her coat and skirt and got out of bed. She stood by the bed and smoothed out her long hair. "What's so good about the Chinese New Year? It's busy, tiring, and costs money. The most important thing is What’s more, I’m another year older.”

Zhao Yuanjing turned around and hugged her from behind, smiling in her ear: "No, it should be said that my queen has grown one year older."

"Grow up? I'm not a child. Yan'er is already five years old."

"But you are only nineteen." Zhao Yuanjing pinched her soft pink cheek, "In our Zhou Dynasty, women from noble families do not get married until they are seventeen or eighteen years old."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be the mother of three children."

"Yes, I can't help you." Zhao Yuanjing said with a smile in his eyes, "But there are some benefits to having children early. The queen's waist is still as full as ever."

He clasped his hands around her waist.

Even though he was wearing a silk jacket, he still hugged her easily.

"You don't need to have a baby, that's easy to say." Yun Dai slapped his hand away and sat in front of the mirror to comb her hair.

Zhao Yuanjing followed over, took the comb, and combed her hair.

Yun Dai looked at him in the mirror and saw a smile in his eyes. She couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's not yet dawn, why are you laughing all the time?"

"I'm happy."

"What are you happy about?"

"Looking at you makes me happy."

"Stupid or not."

Yun Dai said, "You'd better give the comb to Qing Yi and let her comb my hair. I will wear a phoenix crown later, and ordinary buns will not work."

Zhao Yuanjing knew that he could not comb well, so he had to give the comb to Qing Yi.

Qing Yi called two more maids to help the emperor dress, comb his hair and wash himself.

After getting dressed, you must immediately go to the temple to burn the first incense to pray for the people and the country.

As for breakfast, I can only wait until I get back.

Genius is slightly bright.

It's snowing and cold.

The emperor and empress were all wrapped in thick fur coats, and Liu Dequan and Bao Xing followed behind them holding umbrellas respectively.

Zhao Yuanjing held Yun Dai's hand and rode the carriage to Xiangguo Temple through the thick snow.

Originally we were going to take a sedan chair, but the snow was too heavy and the weather was cold, so it was more comfortable to take a carriage.

Xiangguo Temple is a royal temple and enjoys royal worship. The hosting master here is also famous far and wide. There is constant incense here all year round, and many people come to offer incense on the first day of the new year.

But the first stick of incense must be left to the emperor.

Xu Hu had already asked the Jinyi guards to guard the Huguo Temple to prevent the common people from colliding.

The carriage arrived at Huguo Temple, and the temple abbot had already led a group of monks to greet him at the door.

Zhao Yuanjing helped Yun Dai's hand get out of the carriage.

"We haven't seen each other for a year, but the master is still as charming as ever." Zhao Yuanjing said to the host master with a smile.

Huihua is a man in his thirties, fair-faced, beardless, and quite handsome.

He was wrapped in cassock, but he did not act like a monk with a straight face. Instead, he smiled, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Your Majesty is still as magnificent as ever."

He then looked at Yun Dai, nodded and said, "The poor monk Huihua has met the Queen."

Yun Dai smiled and said: "Master presiding does not need to be polite. It seems that the emperor and master are very familiar with each other."

"Huihua has been a monk here since he was a child. After I became the prince, I followed my father here to pray for blessings every year. In total, I have known him for more than ten years."

"So that's it." Yun Dai smiled.

Huihua looked at Yun Dai's face, smiled slightly and said, "The Queen is a person with profound blessings."

"Really?" Yun Dai was very happy to hear this.

It is said that Master Huihua has profound Dharma and never makes mistakes when looking at people's faces.

Master Huihua nodded and said, "Your Majesty is a blessed person, but the poor monk feels that your Majesty is not like someone from here."