The almighty crazy concubine is tough on the audience, and the prince passes the knife behind him

"Father, actually before we went to war with Director Tai, I had already stolen his private treasury..." Cheng Qingqing glanced at her father and her voice gradually lowered, "Including the treasury of the Ministry of Revenue, I also stole it. of……"

"That's it!" Baili Changyao understood. No wonder this girl was so confident that he would be exempt from taxes for three years.

"Hahaha! Okay! Very good! Qing'er did a great job!" Baili Changyao smiled and said ok.

"Qing'er, you didn't mean to steal it, but to take it back. The money originally belonged to our Baili family. Fortunately, you got it back, otherwise we would have suffered a big loss if someone named Si took it away."

"Hehe! As long as Father is happy." Cheng Qingqing smiled.

Is it easy for her to return the money but is afraid of being suspected? Fortunately, her father was an enlightened person and loved her enough.

"Father, I have something not very good to tell you." She suddenly remembered something that she had to tell them.

"Qing'er! If you have anything to say from now on, it's all right. As long as my father can solve it, it won't be a problem." Baili Changyao is very precious to her now, so he must respond to her requests.

After hearing this, Cheng Qingqing said directly: "It's about the matter of sharing the same fate, father! From now on, you can only stay with your mother and queen for the rest of your life, and you can't have 72 concubines in three palaces and six courtyards."

"Girl, what are you talking about?" Baili Changyao was startled and quickly looked at Cheng Ying, "When did I say that I wanted to marry the 72 concubines of the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard?"

"You haven't said it before, but haven't emperors always had 72 concubines in the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard? Let me remind you first." Cheng Qingqing said.

Baili Changyao took Cheng Ying's hand and said to her seriously: "Cheng Ying, the ancestral system of the Baili royal family is indeed stipulated in this way, but I have always only had you in my heart, and I have never thought of accepting You must not think too much about the 72 concubines in the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard."

Cheng Ying's face turned red with embarrassment when she was suddenly confessed, "Ayu! I... believe what you say."

"When the new year is over, I will tell the world that I will only marry the queen in this life and will never have a concubine." Baili Changyao said again.

"Ayu..." Cheng Ying held Baili Changyao's hand, feeling moved in her heart.

Men usually have three wives and four concubines, let alone the king of a country. She is ready to wait for the new year to draft for the emperor.

Since Qing'er said she won't marry, that means she can't marry.

She secretly made up her mind that even if she was accused of being jealous, she would never admit a woman into the harem.

Seeing her parents being so loving, Cheng Qingqing simply stopped being a light bulb here.

"Your Majesty, my father, my queen, and my sons will leave the palace first. I will come back to have the New Year's Eve dinner with you in the evening."

"Qing'er, during the New Year these days, don't leave the palace. Send someone to invite Prince Jing'an into the palace. Our family can celebrate the New Year together." Cheng Ying said.

"There are still friends in the princess's palace. I will leave the palace first and then enter the palace in the afternoon. I will not disturb you and your father here."

Cheng Qingqing stood up and congratulated before leaving: "My son, I wish my father, the emperor, and my mother the queen may have long blessings. It is best to give us a younger brother next year."

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Ying's face turned red again, "You girl is really becoming more and more insignificant. Even your father, the emperor, and your empress dare to make arrangements."

Baili Changyao's gentle and fair face was also stained with a bit of crimson, and he held Cheng Ying's hand a little tighter.

"Hahaha!" Cheng Qingqing laughed a few times and left Mingqing Hall.

In Zhongyun City, the streets are decorated with lights and colorful decorations. Red lanterns are hung in front of every house, and window grilles and couplets are pasted. Every household is having a reunion. As we walk by, our ears are filled with the laughter of children.

The carriage stopped in front of her princess's mansion, and the lintel of the gate was replaced with a huge plaque.

Seeing the five golden characters "Princess Qian'an Mansion" written on the plaque.

This plaque was given by Baili Changyao, and the words were inscribed by his royal pen.

Cheng Qingqing's eyes suddenly lit up and she was astonished. It was worthy of being an emperor's royal pen. It was majestic and had its own character.

I can see that the handwriting is majestic, sonorous and powerful, like a pen moving like a dragon or a snake, iron drawing a silver hook, like a runaway horse, or like a dragon ascending to the sky, moving around, revealing an unruly and unrestrained style.

It is said that a person's true character can be seen from his handwriting, which may be related to his early travels.

She knew that her father did not like the intrigues and intrigues in the court. He longed for a free life in the outside world and did not like the days of being restrained.

Unfortunately! His identity has destined him not to do whatever he wants.

She walked into the mansion and saw that it was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. It was also festive and had a New Year atmosphere.

On the way to Zui Linglong Pavilion, I met Li Beimo.

"Qingqing, why did you leave the palace?"

Li Beimo thought that she would stay in the palace to celebrate the New Year with the emperor and empress, so he left the palace first and planned to enter the palace again in the afternoon.

"Second Senior Brother is in the palace, so I will naturally come back to take a look and have lunch with everyone. In the afternoon, we will enter the palace together." Cheng Qingqing said.

"Well, Qingqing is still thoughtful!" Li Beimo took her hand and returned to Zui Linglong Pavilion with her.

"Ling Feng!" Cheng Qingqing called Ling Feng in, who was guarding the door.

"Please give me your instructions, Princess." Ling Feng cupped his hands and said.

"Send someone to pick up Pei Zhiran and tell the steward that there will be a banquet at noon." Cheng Qingqing ordered.

"Yes!" Ling Feng followed the order.

"Wait!" Cheng Qingqing suddenly stopped him again, "Tell the housekeeper to have a banquet at Mr. Luo's place."

Luo Qin lay in bed unable to move, so they had to go to his place to hold a banquet.

"Yes!"

"Qingqing, thank you!" Li Beimo hugged her and kissed her forehead.

"Why are you thanking me? It's fun if we all eat together." Cheng Qingqing came out of his arms, "Let's go! Let's see the second senior brother first."

"Ah."

The two of them walked out of Zui Linglong Pavilion again and went to Zizhuxuan, where Luo Qin lived.

As soon as Cheng Qingqing entered the room, she smiled and said, "Second Senior Brother, you can only spend the New Year in bed this year."

"I made Qingqing laugh." Luo Qin also felt that he looked extremely embarrassed.

"No smile, no smile." The two of them walked to the bed to check on his condition.

"Qingqing, tell me, why is this leg hung up?" Luo Qin pointed to the leg he hung up and asked her curiously.

The master also taught him how to treat the affected leg by hanging it up. But he has been practicing medicine for many years, and this is the first time he has seen doctors using this hanging method to treat patients.

"This is called suspension and traction therapy." Cheng Qingqing told him.

"You have fractured again, and there will be swelling. Hanging it up is conducive to the return flow of the affected limb, which is conducive to the recovery and maintenance of the fracture. It is also conducive to the correction and treatment of contracted and deformed limbs and the elimination of swelling."

"Conducive to the corrective treatment of contracture and deformed limbs..." Luo Qin took out a small notebook and charcoal pen from under the pillow and wrote down everything she just said.