Zhen Guo Princess GL

The child had delighted her.

Or, she has been absent for too long.

If the first emperor was not the emperor, she would never like him that much.

She lowered her eyelids slightly, and looked down at Wan'er who was busy in front of her. For some reason, she felt a little unhappy. She raised her leg slightly, kicked the child to the ground, and saw the young girl as she wished. There was a mixture of bewilderment and fear on his face.

She slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, stretched out her hand in a slow manner, and gently adjusted the bottom of her robe. When she heard the light knocking sound from the palace door, she realized that the sky had faded and dawn was about to break.

Wan'er turned her head to look at her, and with just one look, she knew that this little thing was still guarding the deepest clarity in her heart.This was within her expectations, after all Wan'er was also someone she had a crush on, if she couldn't bear even this small grievance, it wouldn't be worth her so much thought.

However, although it was expected, it was not without displeasure to her.

She watched Wan'er get on all fours with cold eyes, crawling towards her, and said flatteringly that she wanted to change her clothes. The young body was slender and fair, and her movements were as dexterous as a cat's.

There are no more than two kinds of beauties nowadays—the demure and dignified slender daughters of aristocratic families, or the healthy and plump flirtatious girls from the Northland.Wan'er was born in the Shangguan family, theoretically she should be more like the former, but I don't know if it is because of the gradual rise of Hu customs in the palace, her gestures and feet are also tainted with a little bit of coquettish beauty.

She pushed the child away and asked her to change her clothes indifferently.When the new emperor was first established, it was the time when government affairs were complicated and she couldn't slack off, but today she felt a little tired, watching the child stand up docilely, or intentionally or unintentionally showing her maturing body to herself, she felt so tired. The displeasure was even worse, when she came closer again, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Wan'er's arm.

All maidservants above the yellow mouth are imprinted on the arms, and Wan'er is no exception. The only difference is that she was born extremely fair, and the cyan imprint on her snow-like skin looks particularly ferocious.

She rubbed her thumb repeatedly on Wan'er's maidservant's imprint, and was satisfied to see the little thing bit her lip and do the little things she usually did when she was forbearing. Finally, she felt better, and casually ordered: "It's still up to you tonight." night watch."

This simple sentence made the child extra vigilant throughout the day, and any frown or movement of his own could attract the long-term watchful eyes of this little thing.

As soon as she felt the gaze from the dark place, she specially showed her customary, unpredictable smile, making Wan'er in the dark and the ministers in the bright place terrified and at a loss at the same time.

She happily waited for the night in this sense of life and death, and the feeling of dominating the world.

After the palace people filed out, she stopped Wan'er from undressing.

The child showed a confused expression again, and immediately wanted to kneel down, but she grabbed her, took her hand, and walked gently to the edge of the bed.

She walked a total of twelve steps to the bed, and each step was leisurely, as if she was visiting a garden at night.

Wan'er walked fifteen steps to the bed, and staggered several times during the process. When she reached the seventh step, her hands trembled uncontrollably. At the No. 12 step, her whole body trembled. When she reached the bedside, even her teeth began to chatter.

She didn't tell Wan'er to undress until she sat down, and then watched the child take off the palace clothes layer by layer without blinking.Every time the child took off a layer, he would use his eyes to secretly look at himself. With each layer removed, the trembling on his body became lighter.

She smiled, waved to Wan'er, let this self-righteous little thing stand in front of her, her knee touched Wan'er's body, the moist and tender skin of the girl made her feel a little jealous, she grabbed it hard Wan'er's hand, when she heard the child call "Your Majesty" inquiringly, she laughed harder, raised her chin, and said nonchalantly: "Stand." In the meantime, he moved left and right, separated her legs a little, and stroked her thigh with one hand.

Wan'er looked at her in horror, tears welled up in her eyes, she held back the remaining tears in the corner of her eyes, and called out tremblingly: "Your Majesty."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at the person across from her. With just one glance, she read back all Wan'er's unspoken words. After all, the little girl kept her mouth shut, not even daring to raise her face to stop her tears. While lowering his head slightly, he let her touch his whole body. No matter how much his legs trembled, he didn't even dare to leave the spot without her fiddle.

For no reason, she thought of the time when she first served Emperor Taizong.At that time, she was just like Wan'er, but she was only a small talent.

Naturally, Taizong would not intentionally humiliate his concubines like she did, but the indifference and contempt revealed from the inside made her feel even more humiliated.Before entering the palace, she had a lot of visions for the future, and felt that with her good looks, she should have a place in the palace no matter what. When she made her mark in the harem, no one would dare to bully her anymore, no one would dare to ignore her. Her mother and half-sisters died.

It's a pity that the first bedtime service broke all her fantasies.

The Emperor Taizong who she regarded as both father and husband didn't take her seriously at all. She was extremely sloppy the first time, but she also hoped for favor afterwards.She endured cold reception in the palace for a full ten years before she gained the admiration of the then prince and now the late emperor.

She managed this little love meticulously, and got along with the first emperor carefully, and finally, step by step, she changed from a small talented person in Taizong's harem to a queen of the world.

However, although Tianhou is called the rival of the emperor, she is only a rival.

Her position as the Queen of Heaven is not as stable as it seems to outsiders.

She knows this clearly, so even though the power is in the hands of the opposition, she still cautiously deploys minions everywhere, and painstakingly manages her own power.

Completely different from her husband and sons, her power has nothing to do with those bloodlines, surnames, and family members, and is all managed step by step by herself.The hateful thing is that because this power has nothing to do with blood, even if she turns herself into a queen with one person under one and tens of thousands of people above, this power is far less natural and orthodox than her son surnamed Li.

Fortunately, her husband and son have left now, and no one can hinder her authority anymore.

The only thing she lacks is that little bit of justification.

She smiled and looked at Wan'er, the trembling of this little thing changed completely under her touch, it no longer looked like it was shivering in the snow in the cold winter months just now, but it seemed to suddenly tremble after walking outside in hot weather. The comfort and trembling when entering the Ziyu Pavilion, but the shameful joy made the little thing's face turn paler, and the pearl-like teeth were unknowingly exposed, and it bit down fiercely. Lips, if it wasn't for the tears washing the rouge on the lips, there was a faint trace of crimson under the lips of the little thing, she almost thought that the person standing opposite was her young self.

It was also in the Zichen Palace, beside the imperial bed, she used to serve others tremblingly as a talented person, but now the situation has changed, and it has become this little thing serving herself tremblingly as a talented person.

In other words, she was lucky enough to have this little thing.

Who said that women are worse than men, what men can do, she can do the same, and even better.

She increased her strength with a smile, held Wan'er's hand with her left hand, her right hand used to only include the middle finger, but now she moved forward with several fingers, taking turns to fiddle with her, and when Wan'er couldn't help calling "Your Majesty" again, she suddenly jumped He poked it, and when he came out again, there were bloodstains on his fingers.

She picked up a piece of cloth and wiped her hands, then remembered that it was Wan'er's clothes, glanced at the little thing that was half kneeling on the ground, and didn't want anyone to come in, so she got up and threw the old monk's clothes she had specially left on the ground. On the ground: "You wear this. Tell them, there is a lot of noise, I have not slept all night, and I will discuss things later tomorrow." Thinking of something, he turned around and smiled: "This monk's robe will be burned after you wear it. I don't need it anymore."

The author has something to say: I'm not sure if the update this week will be in the morning or at night. Anyway, before 12 o'clock in the evening, the update time will be adjusted before Saturday.

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