Quick wear: Stunning witch lives a long life by giving birth to children

The little emperor almost lost his balance and said with a stern look.

"You're so bold, how dare you plot to kill me. Do you think I won't kill his nine clans?"

There is indeed no young eunuch named Xiao Anzi in this palace.

However, the wet nurse of the little emperor had a son named Chun'an, whose nickname was An Geer. Whenever he made the wet nurse angry, the wet nurse would call him Xiao Anzi.

Song Zhuochi picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and chuckled.

"It's just a dream, it can't be taken seriously."

He looked at the pile of memorials in front of him and suddenly felt a little tired. The pen in his hand froze and a drop of ink fell on the laid memorials. He simply threw away the pen.

"Your Majesty has reached the age of ten, and it is time to handle these state affairs. When your Majesty is completely at ease, I will ask you to remove yourself from the post of regent. It will not be a failure to live up to the late emperor's entrustment."

The little emperor pulled his sleeves in fear.

"Prince Regent, are you leaving me?"

Song Zhuochi slowly pulled out his sleeves, his voice without any emotion.

"Your Majesty is serious. This is your Majesty's responsibility. If you want to protect this ancestral heritage, your Majesty can no longer be as lax as in the past."

The little emperor was a little embarrassed and blushed instantly.

"That's what the Prince Regent taught you."

Song Zhuochi had been very strict before, but he had never lectured him so harshly. After Song Zhuochi left, he angrily smashed several inkstones. Remembering what happened in Song Zhuochi's dream, he ordered the eunuchs around him.

"Go to Xuan Chun'an and enter the palace."

After Song Zhuochi came out of the palace, he did not return to the palace, but went to Taifeng Tower with Song Wu. He took a sip of the wine and felt that the wine was extremely bitter and the food in front of him was not as delicious as before.

Looking at the little emperor's expression today, he was sure that there was indeed Xiao Anzi in the palace, and the little emperor also knew him. However, he concealed his guilty conscience. What was he guilty of? No need to think about it.

According to what the secret letter said, whenever the young emperor encountered a difficult matter, he did not go to the ministers to discuss it together, but conspired with Xiao Anzi, which shows that he was a person he trusted.

But, why does Jiang Qingxue know so much?

No, he has to go to Nanshan Villa again.

……

Jiang Qingxue knew that Song Zhuochi would come again, but she didn't expect him to come so quickly.

When she heard Xiao Fuzi's announcement that Song Zhuochi had arrived outside the courtyard, she Shi Shiran returned to the house, took off her hairpin and went to bathe in the hot spring in the backyard.

Even though there was something on his mind, Song Zhuochi went to Mingyue Courtyard to see Xingyan as usual, and then put the child to sleep before heading to Qingfeng Courtyard unhurriedly.

Jiang Qingxue was not there, only the clothes he had just taken off were spread on the bed in a mess.

"Where's your lady?"

Vanilla was overjoyed.

"My lord, the lady has gone to take a bath. I will call her right away."

Song Zhuochi waved his hand.

"No need, I'll wait here."

Jiang Qingxue heard that he was waiting and knew that he would not leave easily, so she deliberately stayed there for a while. When she returned, Song Zhuochi was still sitting at the table reading, looking calm.

Hearing the footsteps, he never raised his eyes to look at her, only said something lightly.

"Come and sit."

Jiang Qingxue glanced at him and said quietly.

"Why is the prince here again? Is he afraid that the little emperor will not be able to catch you and get rid of you quickly?"

Song Zhuochi slowly raised his eyes. He was surprised by her unscrupulousness, and even more surprised by her exquisiteness. After all, a woman with extraordinary beauty like Jiang Qingxue had always been empty in his heart.

"Do you know the little emperor very well?"

Jiang Qingxue looked calm and composed.

"I don't know. It's just that since ancient times, emperors have had the same virtues. The more cowardly an emperor is, the more likely he is to be suspicious and secretive. The little emperor relies on you now, so he is respectful to you. After another three to five years, you will be his. A thorn in the flesh.”

These words sounded harsh, but Song Zhuochi didn't understand them.

"Why do you want to help me?"

Jiang Qingxue did not shy away from him. She sat on the side of the bed and wiped her hair carelessly. When she lowered her head, she revealed a section of her white jade-like neck. Under the support of her black hair, the whiteness was even more eye-catching.

"There are no eggs left in the nest. I'm helping you just for Xing Hui and Xing Yan. Don't be sentimental, Prince."

The words "self-motivated" originally came from Song Zhuochi's mouth, but now she has returned them.

Song Zhuochi was silent for a long time, and the emotions in his eyes changed several times.

"Who is Xiao Anzi?"

Jiang Qingxue still answered casually.

"Of course he is the little emperor's confidant."

Song Zhuochi looked at her quietly. The woman in front of him had cold eyebrows and an impatient tone. I no longer have any ambiguous feelings towards him.

He couldn't help but think of the woman who obediently called him brother, the woman who cried and begged him for protection, and the woman who entangled with him like a fairy.

Now she seems to be a different person. Perhaps, this is the real her.

He had no intention of treating her, so her indifference was naturally blameless.

Song Zhuochi asked with some unspeakable feeling in his heart.

"I wonder what your plan is? As long as it's not too much, I will agree to it."

Jiang Qingxue was startled, held her head and thought for a long time before saying.

"Qingxue does have something to ask of me. My father died unexpectedly. The local officials said it was due to water pirates, but Qingxue doesn't believe it. If the regent can find out the case and bring justice to my father, Qingxue will be grateful."

Song Zhuochi couldn't help but chuckle, is this the request?

"it is good."

Cai also asked the prince about the murder of Jiang Qingxue's biological father. The prince was unhappy, so he just brushed it off at that time.

……

Within a month, Song Qi brought back news. It was from Song Zhuochi's people from the south of the Yangtze River. It was a long letter written in Song Zhuochi's handwriting.

Song Qi was on the side, reminding her with a smile.

"Ms. Jiang, have you finished reading it? Will my subordinate help you burn it?"

There was a faint joy on Jiang Qingxue's face. Song Zhuochi was really quick in taking action. She handed the letter over.

"Okay, help me say thank you to the Crown Prince!"

Song Zhuochi probably won’t go up the mountain again.

Song Qi nodded and said again.

"The prince asked, how does Miss Jiang want to deal with them?"

Jiang Qingxue's lips curved into a sneer.

"Killing to pay for life, then kill everyone in the Jiang family!"

Song Qi's pupils suddenly dilated. She was a ruthless character. Not only could she use men to seek personal revenge, she was also ruthless in her attacks. She was much smarter than her mother who only competed for favors.

"Yes, Miss Jiang, please wait for the good news."

As soon as the old man of the Jiang family died, his stepmother and two younger brothers wanted to annex the Jiang family's property. However, most of the Jiang family's property was in the hands of Dafang, so there was later a case of water thieves seeking wealth and killing people.

After Song Qi left, Jiang Qingxue happily hummed a tune.

The original owner's revenge has been avenged, but Song Zhuochi is still a tough nut to crack. What can she do to make Song Zhuochi escape unscathed?

"Xiao Fuzi, keep a close eye on the little emperor, his biological mother and wet nurse."