Women's procrastination can't be said

When Song Qingwu led the crowd into the main hall of the Song Dynasty's palace, it was already three years ago.

After three years of hard work, Song Qingwu finally saw Song Feng. At this time, he was no longer the high-spirited appearance when he usurped the throne, but Song Qingwu thought he was good-looking like this.

Song Qingwu dismissed the crowd and stayed alone in the hall.

Song Feng slowly stood up from the dragon chair, without saying much, he directly wrestled with Song Qingwu.

Song Feng was already old, and after so many years of concentrating on government affairs, his strength was greatly reduced. After a few rounds, he was beaten back to the dragon chair by Song Qingwu.

"You lost." She said coldly, the little golden snake on her hair radiated extremely dazzling light, but Song Feng found it very dazzling and ironic.

"Yes, I lost to you, my precious daughter." Song Feng tremblingly raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Song Qingwu smiled coldly: "Do you think you can still use this to disgust me? I have already recognized my biological parents."

"Song Gui and Ye Chu? Oh, what a lucky fate. With such excellent parents, it's no wonder you are doing such a great job now." Song Feng turned over, miraculously exhausted.

"Thank you for the compliment. At the same time, thank you for so many years of tit-for-tat, thank you for being cruel, thank you for being ungrateful, thank you for being a human being, thank you for seeking power and usurping the throne, thank you for arranging so many killers to train the emperor, and creating Song Qingwu today. " Song Qingwu held the green snake stick tightly and said every word.

Song Feng could hear the resentment in her words, and smiled slightly: "After fighting for so many years, I am also tired..."

"Tired? I think you are being forced to do nothing!" Song Qingwu said sarcastically.

Song Feng spread his hands: "I didn't kill you, why do you hate me so much?"

"Song Yan and Yin Ziru! There are also people you killed to usurp the throne, do you dare to say that you didn't?" Song Qingwu narrowed his eyes, and a strong killing intent was already brewing in his eyes.

Song Feng knew that he was wrong and that he was weak: "...I won't quarrel with you."

"Oh, I think you just can't argue with me."

Song Feng no longer bickered with her, but took out a book from his arms, a small and crumpled book, with only a few pages, it was the treasure that Song Feng carried with him even after he died. After reading it for a long time, Song Feng A smile gradually appeared on Feng's face.

"Why is it called Nuwa? Have you subconsciously stopped rejecting the existence of Wa? Song Qingwu, do you want to be the second Wa in this world?"

Song Qingwu was taken aback for a moment, only thinking that he was talking nonsense to delay time: "This emperor will not become that kind of person, this emperor will only benefit the common people in the world."

Song Feng looked at her thoughtfully: "You can't, it doesn't mean others can't."

"What on earth are you trying to say?!" Song Qingwu was a little angry, seeing Song Feng's face, she was filled with resentment and anger, wishing to smash him to pieces immediately!

"Song Qingwu, as someone who has experienced it, I sincerely tell you, don't let anyone who has a different heart go. For example, Song Yan, he let me go and died under the butcher's knife... ah——"

Before Song Feng could finish speaking, Song Qingwu ruthlessly threw out an icy cold internal force, which made him vomit blood, the dragon chair also flipped over, and Song Feng slammed hard on the wall.

"Also, and me... I let you go, and today I'm here..." Song Qingwu didn't restrain himself at all, and Song Feng almost died with his breath.

A figure appeared in front of him, holding a stick in one hand, and lifted his collar in the other, with a cold tone: "So you will pay for your mistakes!"

"Let me die." Song Feng was caught by her collar and couldn't breathe.

Song Qingwu sneered, she wanted to snatch Song Feng's book even more now, so she reached out to grab it.

How can Song Feng fail to see through?Swallowing a few pages of paper in a few quick strokes, Song Qingwu only took half a page.

There are some patterns on it that Song Qingwu can't understand, it looks like a monster, and the word "Dijiang" is written on the bottom.

Song Qingwu's eyes were cold, and Song Feng seemed to see the Crown Prince of Song Dynasty who confronted him many years ago again, "Say, what is this? What is Dijiang?"

Song Feng refused to answer, allowing Song Qingwu to insert the green snake stick into his abdomen.

Song Qingwu moved the green snake stick unhurriedly, feeling the flow of hot blood from Song Feng, the red liquid fascinated her like a hot spring.

"If you don't tell me, the empress will investigate. As for you, the empress will not let you die. You are not worthy of staying in the same place as your parents. I cannot ask you to live or die." Song Qingwu mourned After saying this, he pulled out the Green Snake Staff, and then inserted his palm into Song Feng's abdomen, hitting his dantian directly!

"No!" Song Feng let out a cry of pain, but he could only watch Song Qingwu take out his inner alchemy!

Holding the energetic inner alchemy in his hands, Song Qingwu recalled eight years ago, Song Yan was forced to kneel in front of Song Feng to look at the tragic image of his own inner alchemy.

"Song Feng, it's been eight years. Are you happy these years? How does it feel to be taken out of the inner alchemy?" Song Qingwu leaned closer to his ear, staring at the inner alchemy with cold eyes.

In the next second, the inner alchemy was crushed by blood-stained fingers, and the last glimmer of hope in Song Feng's eyes disappeared...

He stood up abruptly and slammed into the sharp corner of the dragon chair!Song Qingwu gave him a fixation technique in time to stop his thoughts of suicide.

She tore off Song Feng's dragon robe, carefully wiped off the blood on her hands, but deliberately did not wipe off the blood on the green snake staff.

"The emperor said, you will not die." Throwing down the rag, Song Qingwu gracefully turned around and greeted everyone back in.

Song Yuyan could only smell the strong smell of blood, see the messy hall, and Song Feng who was motionless and whose life was unknown.

Song Qingwu looked at Song Yuyan in a daze, and walked down holding the green snake stick.

In the evening, Song Qingwu put on his coat and quietly came to Song Yanjun's cave.

At first they fled suddenly and did not take away the tablet of unrequited love, but now three years later and returning to the Song Palace, Song Yanjun finally found the small wooden tablet that was discarded by Song Feng from a pile of trash.

Song Yanjun re-edited the words "the spiritual position of the beloved concubine's unrequited love" and changed it to "the spiritual position of the beloved wife's unrequited love".He wiped and placed it carefully, and arranged a quiet environment for his lover.

Song Qingwu remained silent, quietly waiting for Song Yanjun to finish his work.

Song Yanjun sat in front of Song Qingwu, seeing her coming in with only two clothes, he was very helpless: "How many times have I told you? Don't just take advantage of your cold body to wear less clothes, and you will be sick if you catch a cold."

After that, he got up to get a piece of his own clothes, and dressed her skillfully.

"Brother, I'm sorry." Song Qingwu looked at his concerned face and said.

Song Yanjun paused as he tied her clothes, then smiled and said, "What's wrong with you? It's so sudden."

"I'm sorry, but I will still designate Yan'er as the Heavenly Emperor of Song Kingdom." Song Qingwu looked at him.

Song Yanjun curled his lips indifferently: "Didn't it be agreed when Yan Kingdom was established."

"But I know you want to stay here, you want to be with your parents, and... your unrequited love." Song Qingwu pursed her lips, and said so.

After tying up his clothes, Song Yanjun sat back to his seat, with a gentle tone: "Qingwu, you must know that wanting to stay here and wanting to be a king are two different things. Maybe I used to want to inherit the throne, but I didn't I don’t have this idea anymore, otherwise I wouldn’t have let you in at the reserve ceremony a few years ago.”

Song Qingwu looked at him and didn't speak.

"I know that you often did good deeds when you were young, and you always left my name in order to establish prestige for me. But, Qingwu, you must know that no one in this world is more suitable for standing in a high position than you, and the person you approve of , can also be respected by everyone." Song Yanjun moved the chair in front of Song Qingwu, and sat closer to her.

Song Qingwu's eyes were flushed.

"I've been here for so many years, so don't worry about me. Am I still the patriarch of Yan Kingdom? You see, it's very leisurely to write history books every day, so I can spend more time with Lianlian..."

Song Qingwu burst into tears like this all of a sudden, even at her current age, with a lover and a child, she is still the beloved sister in Song Yanjun's eyes.

Song Yanjun hugged her in his arms, and his eyes were red: "I'm very grateful that God gave me two such excellent younger sisters. You avenged your parents, created the Yan Kingdom, and unified the Song Kingdom. How amazing! And Yan'er, she has made great military exploits over the years, and her prestige in the Song Kingdom has long been different from what it used to be. When we capture the Yin Kingdom and find our mother's bones, our family will finally be reunited..."

"Hmm..." Song Qingwu felt the warm body temperature of Song Yanjun, full of sense of security.

"One more thing, Qingwu, after all these years, haven't you given Yan'er a wedding? Back then, five weddings were held at the same time, Yan'er saw it in her eyes and envied her in her heart, I can see it clearly." Song Yanjun wiped away her tears and changed the subject with a smile.

Song Qingwu sniffed and said, "Soon."

One month later, the Yan Army wiped out all the remnants of Song Feng, cleaned up the blood-stained palace, and all the high-level officials of the Yan Kingdom appeared neatly in the main hall of the Song Kingdom's palace, dressed in fine clothes!

Song Qingwu did not sit on the dragon chair, but stood in front of the dragon chair, with He Zixia holding the imperial edict on the left.

"Bring the guilty king, Song Feng." He Zixia saw that everyone had arrived, so he said.

Soon, the four carried a bloody man up.

The man's face could not be seen clearly due to the whip marks, only his hoarse voice could be heard, and he kept chanting: "Kill me... Song Qingwu! Kill me!"

The bloody scene was really tragic, but everyone looked at him and felt happy.

In the past month, Song Qingwu had almost exhausted Song Feng's torture. She not only used Luoziyan, but also Nuwa Stone.

The Nuwa stone is also a five-color stone. Song Qingwu said that the queen also changed the name of this sacred stone.

Every time Song Feng was dying, she tried her best to revive him, and then carried out a new round of torture, and so on, again and again.

This torture was even held in the Imperial City Commercial Center, where everyone could watch.A majestic monarch, reduced to this appearance, the blow Song Feng received in his heart can be seen.

Song Qingwu wanted him to be tortured twice, and he couldn't even die.

He Zixia looked at Song Feng coldly, and opened the imperial decree: "The monarch Song Feng, murdered his brothers and fathers, deceived his superiors and concealed his subordinates, sought power and usurped the throne, was ruthless, and colluded with foreign countries. As a proton, he attacked the people of the Mu country; As a son, attack your father; as the lord of a big city, attack the king; as a king, attack the common people. Behavior is bad, unworthy of being a human being, and punished for several crimes! His surname "Song" is taken away, and the nine clans are exterminated. Cut off the meridians, After breaking the inner alchemy, after being tortured for a hundred days, he became a human pig, and after his death, he was given the title of 'Ai', stuffed with rice bran, covered his face with messy hair, discarded in a mass grave, and suppressed with magic, so he will never be reborn as a human forever!"

As soon as the words fell, another person was pushed up to the hall, and He Zixia opened another volume of imperial decree: "Sinner Luo Cheng, as the sinner's right-hand man, has an unforgivable crime. If you ransack your family and destroy your family, you will be executed immediately!"

Feng and Luo Cheng couldn't even say anything to refute, so they were dragged down.

Song Qingwu looked down at Feng's bloody face from above, and let out a cold snort.At the beginning, regardless of Song Yan's achievements, he named him "Song Ai Emperor", but now this title is returned to him intact.

Afterwards, He Zixia read out the verdict of the criminal and his subordinates again.Song Qingwu's punishment was very harsh, without showing any mercy, she even sentenced the dead Yang Xiuping and A Qi to whip their corpses.

About half an hour later, all the criminals surrendered.

Then there are various rewards.

"Northern Emperor Song Yuyan will be in charge of Song State affairs from now on." After He Zixia read out the imperial decree, Song Qingwu handed the jade seal to Song Yuyan.

Wearing a dragon robe, Song Yuyan took over the symbol of supreme power: "The lonely king took over. From then on, the Song Kingdom is willing to attach itself to the Yan Kingdom, and the Yan State is the most important thing in everything, and the emperor is the most important."

Song Qingwu looked at her and said the words she had practiced all night in a decent manner. On the surface, there was no wave, but in fact, her heart was already soft and soft.

"Aiqing, please get up."

"The patriarch Song Yanjun, canonized as the regent of the Song Dynasty, Wang Qing assisted the Northern Emperor, and kept the north peaceful. He gave the crown prince and side concubine Unanimous love as the regent princess, and the funeral ceremony will be held today."

Song Yanjun was greeted in a daze, and after receiving the imperial edict, his body shook like chaff.

"Minister, Xie Huang, Long En." The moment Song Yanjun kowtowed his head, tears just dripped down, leaving a piece of moisture on the golden imperial decree.

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"The auxiliary god Qin Zhu canonized as the prime minister, Wangqing has no high hopes."

Qin Zhu didn't expect that she would be canonized as prime minister. This position was too unattainable, so she froze in place for a while, not knowing how to react.

In the end, Zhang Su and the little friend standing beside her reminded: "Mother, I'm calling you!"

Only then did Qin Zhu go forward to receive the order.

Song Qingwu also rewarded Luo Feng, Song Gong, and Song Yue, not only giving them titles, but also a lot of power and wealth.

The three of them were loyal to Song Yan and attached to Song Qingwu, not for money, but because they really admired the father and daughter.

Afterwards, after half an hour's reward, Song Zhuzhu and others also received the canonization, and those who had helped Song Qingwu also received their rewards.Such a conscientious act made Song Qingwu more and more popular.

He Zixia handed the last edict to Song Qingwu: "Qingwu, this... you should do it..."

Song Qingwu's expression darkened a little, she opened the imperial decree, and read out the content word by word, sonorously and forcefully: "The first emperor Song Yan and the empress Yin Ziru, with great virtue and dedication, dedicated their lives to the people and the country , was murdered by a villain, and died without peace. Now that the emperor is on the throne, he will not discriminate between loyalty and villainy. Therefore, Song Yan is bestowed as Song Huizong, and Yin Ziru is bestowed as Hui Empress. He is buried with Taizu and Gaozong. Three days later, Hold the funerals of four great men."

The people below bowed their heads in silence for the four.

Song Yuyan stood by her side, then quietly held Song Qingwu's hand under the cover of her loose robe.

Song Qingwu felt uncomfortable but didn't show it, and stubbornly completed the final award.

Three days later, the world was silent, and the funeral, which took a day and a night, came to an end.Song Qingwu bowed for a long time towards the four graves, sending her final condolences to her two parents and four relatives.

In three more days, Song Qingwu and Song Yuyan also completed the handover ceremony, and Song Yuyan completely controlled the Song Kingdom.

Song Yuyan was extremely busy dealing with a mountain of state affairs, but she didn't make any mistakes.

She and Song Qingwu both came home early and left late, so they couldn't see each other a few times a day, and they slept too deeply at night so there was no time for tenderness.

"Ah, what the hell is this Song Qingwu doing all day! Why don't you come and help me!!" Song Yuyan got up angrily, ran out of the study, and shouted angrily.

Qin Zhu has been waiting at the door, and seeing Song Yuyan's imageless appearance, she is very helpless: "Xiaoyan, look at you, it's a good thing I got rid of the outsiders... You, you... No wonder Qingwu looked for... ..."

"Looking for?" Song Yuyan quickly caught the key words, "What are you looking for? Is it... a woman?"

"Huh?" Qin Zhu couldn't keep up with her thoughts.

Song Yuyan had dealt with too many state affairs, and her head was swollen. When she heard Qin Zhu's modal particle, she heard it from the second sound to the first sound.

So she became angry instantly: "Song Qingwu! You scumbag! You actually ate it while I wasn't paying attention!"

"Xiaoyan..."

"Stop talking! Get my whip, and see if I don't smash her face!"

Qin Zhu tremblingly handed Hei Fen to her...

Afterwards, the guards and maids in the palace watched their new emperor holding a domineering black long whip, looking for the emperor Wa in the whole palace with hostility.

"Why is Lord Beidi so angry? She is looking for the emperor!"

"Hey, Lord Beidi wants to stand up?"

"She thinks beautifully! Our emperor, how powerful! Lord Beidi will always be crushed by her!"

"Yo yo, you know very well..."

Song Yuyan finally found Song Qingwu on a cliff.

The man changed out of his fine clothes and green snake cloak, and the elegant green clothes fluttered in the wind with a sound, all his black hair was scattered, flying in the air, looking more and more celestial.

"Song Qingwu! What are you doing?" Song Yuyan shouted angrily.

Song Qingwu's eyes were dark, but they were full of smiles: "Yan'er, look at this mountain and river, isn't it beautiful? I really want to jump down..."

"Beautiful! But don't try to change the subject! Auntie doesn't care whether you dance or not! Where's that mistress who ruined other people's families?" Song Yuyan put her arms around her hips.

Song Qingwu turned sideways slightly, pointed to the bottom of the cliff, and said, "I got her down."

"What? How long did it take you to do it!" Song Yuyan widened her eyes, intending to step forward to find out, but she didn't want to be grabbed by Song Qingwu's arm as soon as she got close to her. Falling down the cliff.

"You..." Song Yuyan turned his back to the ground, staring blankly at Song Qingwu's fearless appearance.

"I'm the 'little three' who ruined your relationship with the eldest prince." Song Qingwu looked into her eyes, which were full of doting.

"It's the past, which pot is not mentioned and which pot is open! Will we die?" Song Yuyan felt the two of them falling rapidly, and asked blankly.

Song Qingwu didn't answer her, but turned her body over and hugged Song Yuyan from behind.

Song Yuyan's tears gushed out all at once.She saw red silk everywhere.

She thought that Song Qingwu was going to pull her to jump off the cliff to die together, but she didn't expect that Song Qingwu had already covered the cliff with thousands of miles of red silk.

It must have taken a lot of energy and money to be so spectacular.

"Are you pretty? These are my betrothal gifts." Song Qingwu leaned closer, and even though her voice was broken, Song Yuyan could still understand what she meant.

Song Yuyan cried and said, "Pretty is beautiful, but it's too wasteful."

"Then do you agree?"

"Promise what?" Song Yuyan understood and pretended not to understand.

Song Qingwu was a little helpless, she said: "What's the matter if I win this world? Little fool, you are the only one missing in the mountains and rivers, do you understand?"

"not understand."

"The mountains and rivers are the engagement, and the world is the dowry. Now, the dowry and the dowry are all in place. Little fool, will you marry me? Or, will you marry me?" Song Qingwu asked again.

Song Yuyan pretended to be entangled, and said, "Well, it's hard to say. If we continue to fall like this, Yan Guo and Song Guo may have to change hands at once."

Song Qingwu raised the corner of his mouth: "It's not bad for us to die together."

After all, he immediately cast a huge magic circle to support the falling bodies of the two, and then Song Yuyan felt the world spinning for a while, and regained his senses, they were already standing on the cliff.

Song Qingwu turned her ignorant head and forced her to look at her: "Answer."

Song Yuyan chuckled: "I agree!"

"did not hear clearly."

"I! Answer! Yes! La!"

"what?"

"Me! Song Yuyan! I want! Marry! You! Song Qingwu! La--" Song Yuyan yelled until her voice was almost useless.

Song Qingwu hugged her all at once.

"Well, seeing that you are full of sincerity, I'm married to you."

Song Yuyan nestled in Song Qingwu's arms, sitting in a comfortable carriage.

"By the way, how much did you spend on the ten-thousand-mile red silk?"

"It's quite a lot, but it's all your money."

"you!"

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On the second day, the two marriage proposals set off a big storm in Song and Yan.

Emperor Zhuanxu of the Song Kingdom and Emperor Wa of the Yan Kingdom handed over marriage letters to each other, one asked for marriage, and the other asked for marriage, and the marriage was finalized in this way.

It took a total of three months to prepare for the wedding. After all, it was the union of the leaders of the two countries. The folks used the money allocated by the court to buy new clothes and fireworks, while enjoying the love story of the two daughters. road.

The wedding of the two made a fortune in the wedding industry, and the wealthy businessmen couldn't be more grateful to the two, and they bought a lot of hearts invisibly.

The red silk was unsalable, except for the part that Song Qingwu bought to propose marriage, the rest were all laid out on the road from Yan State to Song State.

People watched Wahuang wearing a phoenix robe, one person and one sedan chair, and it took ten days to walk from Yan State to Song State.

At the end of the red silk is Song Yuyan, who is also wearing a phoenix robe. She is beautifully dressed, smiling softly, looking at Song Qingwu who has walked for ten days without any embarrassment.

"Marry me." Song Qingwu walked in front of her, knelt down on one knee, and stretched out his hand.

"Okay." Song Yuyan put her hand on the cold hand of the man with a smile, and at that moment, the world of the two of them brightened up.

"I love you, thank you for saving me from the darkness." Song Qingwu hugged her with a sincere tone and red eyes.

"Thank you for pampering and respecting me for so many years, thank you for saving me from danger countless times. I love you too." Song Yuyan stood on tiptoe and gave her all of herself.

For 20 years, the girl who used to call her "sister-in-law" with pink make-up and jade has finally married her as his daughter-in-law.

And she, Song Yuyan, ever since she put the "green hat" on Song Yanjun's head, her love for her has been unstoppable.

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