Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 310 Overbearing Empress VS Weak Luthier (27)

"In the second year of Huaxi 340, Prince Qi Yan temporarily stayed in Chaoge and became a proton. In the third year of Huaxi 350, Prince Qi Yan returned and was seriously injured."

Tai Shitu looked through the annals of history respectfully, and pulled out all the documents about Qi Yan.

"Thank you." Yun Shuiyan thought for a while, "Is this Prince Qi Yan the one who competed with my fourth brother in archery and then fell off the horse?"

"Exactly." Taishi Tutu's beard and hair turned gray, "Wei Chen resigned..."

"Yeah." She vaguely remembered that little brother's delicate eyebrows and eyes, from the age of seven, this proton was really aggrieved...

She treated him well in those years, so it was much easier to deal with this matter.

"Your Majesty," a eunuch hurried over, "Young Master has rested."

"So good."

Thousands of miles away on the east bank of the Wujiang River, the hunched little old man held a wine bottle and said to the drunken man beside him: "Master, come back. If the river wind blows too much, you will easily catch cold."

"Don't ask, you go back..."

"Here."

Yu Linlang looked at the flowing river and suddenly smiled, "You really left without any worries, and you even awarded me the title of King of Zhenjiang..."

"Your Majesty... Pumpkin, I can't stand it..."

I only lament the infatuation's wrong payment, and only lament the loss of Shaohua.

Her eyes, her favorite snacks, the way she looks when she is asleep, the little movements she makes when she is nervous—every bit has been deeply engraved in his mind. These waves flow together far and wide.

Gradually, he could no longer remember the way she smiled, or the way she bit her lower lip until it turned white on the battlefield, but there was one thing he would never forget...

When they first met, he was squinted by Sha, and Yun Shuiyan bought a bunch of candied haws as a gift to him.

After that, he never ate sweeter candied haws.

"This country, I will guard it for you."

Yun Shuiyan sat up suddenly, sweating profusely, obviously having a nightmare, she looked at the dark bead curtain, feeling lost.

Mammy Shi held the red dates and white fungus soup, pushed aside the curtain and walked over, "Your Majesty is startled? Come, drink some soup, soothe your mind."

"Thank you, mama." She took the tremella soup, took a few sips, and suddenly choked, "cough cough cough..."

"Hold on, Your Majesty—they are all about to start a family, yet they are so reckless." Mammy Yi scolded, and brought tea to her.

"Who wants to start a family? It's enough for me to have Lichen, so why bother to waste those young masters? Fortunately, most of the veterans have no children or have children already married. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do."

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge."

"Ah."

Soon it was time to pay tribute, and she gradually exposed Li Chen to the eyes of the world...

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for me to go on such an occasion." He frowned and broke the brush again.

"I say it's suitable, so it's suitable." She tugged at Lek Chen's sleeve, feeling that she had become the bully who robbed women from good families on the street, "Come on, Miss Li, dress up and let me see !"

"Your Majesty, are you really your daughter's family?" The man in front of him looked like a gangster. He was afraid that he had met a fake Majesty.

"Does Lichen want to prove himself right now?" She chuckled lightly, making gestures to unbutton her clothes.

"Your Majesty, stop making trouble, I'm going to change clothes..."

"Go, go!" Her eyes lit up like a hungry wolf.

Her Lichen has always been stunningly talented, and her appearance is not bad, otherwise, why would she cling to her so shamelessly.

half an hour.

"His Majesty……"

　what is that...

　　Yesterday was Qiqiao Festival.

　　Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha hiccup.

　　Go to Leshan Giant Buddha today.

　　Yingyingying will fly back to Zhejiang tomorrow...

　　Then school starts.

　　Tired.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)