Your Majesty, He Smells so Good

[Marriage first, love later + slap in the face with real fragrance + strong love for each other] Shen Zhaoning woke up and transformed into a queen-to-be who was about to get married. Emperor Xiao Yanheng was notoriously cold-faced and cold-hearted. On the wedding night, he sat for less than half an hour before leaving, saying: "The memorial has not been approved." Shen Zhaoning: It's good. It saves you the trouble of acting. She checked the accounts, established her authority, organized the harem, and lived a prosperous life. The emperor doesn't want to see you? She didn't expect it at all. Until the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet—— She stood in the center of the hall, speaking a few words to resolve the envoys' difficulties, and protecting the virtuous concubine calmly. When everyone in the house was shocked, the man on the dragon chair looked at her for the first time. With just one glance, there were only two words left in his mind: It's over. Since then, Xiao Yanheng has changed. Delivering medicine, cleaning eyeliner, adding supplies, moving flowers and trees - he held every tenderness he could think of in front of her. Late one night, after approving the papers, he stood at the door of Kunning Palace with red ears: "I... Will come again tomorrow." Shen Zhaoning leaned against the door frame, holding back a smile: "Your Majesty, didn't you say you don't like me?" Xiao Yanheng's expression remained unchanged: "I was wrong." Small Theater Concubine Shu wanted to cause trouble for the queen, but the emperor refuted it: "The queen shares my worries, what's wrong with that?" When the courtiers objected to the lack of selection in the harem, the emperor said coldly: "I have only one queen, that's enough." Shen Zhaoning looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Your Majesty, weren't you indifferent to me back then?" Xiao Yanheng pulled her into his arms and said in a low voice, "I can't reach that high now." ——Zhenxiang may be late, but she will never be absent