After Kangxi Bai Yueguang dressed as the best villain's little aunt

(Qizi)

In the spring of the 17th year of Kangxi, Lord Long Live personally marched, and the three battles that had been fought for five consecutive years were coming to an end.Wu Sangui, king of Pingxi Southwest, died of illness, and the three rebels retreated steadily.

Seeing that the battle of Sanfan has gradually come to an end, the Luanjia of the Long Live Lord has been stationed in the Royal Garden in Hangzhou for nearly a year.

The reason is that Man nobleman was stabbed and fell into a coma after serving in bed to rescue her driver in August, but now she is nearly eight months pregnant.

It was night, outside the Royal Garden, the commander of the Imperial Guard patrolled left and right, not daring to be sloppy at all, and now the Long Live Lord is holding on to that one, fearing that she is about to give birth.

Liang Jiugong wiped the sweat from his head, lowered his head anxiously, and listened to the words of the imperial doctors, "Long Live Lord, I'm afraid Mangui's body can't hold on now, and I'm afraid I'll hurt the prince, I'm afraid I will have to give birth."

Kangxi sat on the vermilion stool in front of the bed, a pair of piercing eyes swept over him, and he was furious: "I have raised you, but now I am asking you to save people, but you are powerless."

"What do I want you for?" With a 'touch' sound, the teacup with both hands stained with bright red blood drops smashed in front of the imperial doctors.

Tears flashed at the end of the man's eyes, veins popped out on the back of his hands, his heart tightened up and down, and his strong muscles trembled inadvertently.

"Long live God, please calm down. Long live God, the traditional Chinese medicine was too strong a few years ago. When Man nobleman went to bed, he might have been exhausted to the extreme. Later, he rescued him later. He should have died that day. If Man noble man had not already had a prince , I’m afraid I’ll die that day.” The imperial doctors lowered their heads in panic, “I’m incompetent, Lord Long Live calm down, please make a decision as soon as possible!”

Liang Jiugong was anxious at the side, "Long Live Lord, Man Noble also hopes that Long Live Lord and the little prince are well."

"You are not me, so how do you know my pain?" With a 'boom', this time the new teacup greeted Liang Jiugong directly on his head. As the tea was torn apart and red blood beads rolled down, Kangxi suddenly turned his head up tears.

"Long live God calm down, Long live God calm down!"

Responding to Kangxi was a room full of terrified imperial physicians, servants, eunuchs and ministers.

"Birth." After a long time, a mournful voice suddenly sounded outside the delivery room.

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Sang Qingman's cooperation this time is the well-known director Ning Dao, who is the best director of the Hollywood statuette.

She has been in the circle for eight years, and she has won all the Grand Slam awards in China. Now that she has cooperated with Director Ning this time, Sang Qingman is confident to go abroad to win the little gold medal.

She debuted at the age of 16, and now she is 24 years old. She has already achieved heights that many people cannot reach.

Although he has tens of millions of net worth over the years, he climbed out step by step after being exhausted from social animals.

It's not easy to be able to relax with achievements. The days are too good. Sang Qingman is in his small villa in the suburbs, reading novels happily.

The novel is a good novel, but it's still the fashionable stand-in Bai Yueguang, chasing after his wife in the crematorium, and the sadomasochistic love is deeply heart-pounding. Sang Qingman read it as extremely refreshing.

Just looking at it, Sang Qingman's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and when she fell asleep in a drowsy state, she felt that something was wrong with her body, and she felt so hot and indescribable.

In her sleep, she found that she had a spring dream. The man was breathing heavily, and his body was hot on her body.

Sang Qingman pushed and shoved, and unconsciously felt the opponent's firm and fleshy abdominal muscles with his hands, slippery, strong and elastic.

Anyway, in the dream, Sang Qingman was very courageous, and she became like a fairy entangled in the man's body. After getting enough of her hand addiction, hey, the dream was quite real.

Sang Qingman felt the pain in his body, and with an ah, he bit the other person hard, and couldn't help cursing, "Made, it hurts so much. Who said it wouldn't hurt."

"Relax. You will hurt." The man's hoarse voice sounded.

Not to mention, the man's voice is quite pleasant. With Sang Qingman's experience in the entertainment industry for so many years, the other party must be the best.

Sure enough, after the two people came back and forth so many times, Sang Qingman's tired eyes didn't want to move, and the man finally let her go!

It's enough to be cool, but the other party is too menglang. Sang Qingman knows that after waking up from the dream the next day, she will blacklist such a man with too much ability, which is so frustrating.

Humming and crying all night, she still remembered the man asking her name.

Hey, how could she say her full name? She only said "Sangman" when she debuted. Sang Qingman thought she could have a good sleep in the style of painting behind. He didn't even see his face clearly, but he felt a cold wind mixed with murderous aura passing by.

"Be careful." After many years of acting career, she had trained as a martial artist at the beginning. This murderous intuition made her push the man away, and before she had time, she was pierced through the heart by a sword.

That is a pain!

I don't know if I'm dead or fainted because of the pain.

Who can tell her that it hurts even in her dreams.What a waste!

When Sang Qingman was conscious again, there was pain, the whole body was in pain, from the abdomen to the special parts that were about to explode, and the ears were full of crying and anxious voices.

When she felt something gushing out from under her body, she was accompanied by anxious shouts in her ears, and congratulatory voices: "Congratulations, long live lord, congratulations, long live lord, your lord has given birth to a prince."

Sang Qingman thought, hey, this night's dream seems to be a little too far away.She didn't do anything, and suddenly found that what she experienced in her dream was more exciting and reversed than others' lifetime.

Something unspeakable happened to someone.

He was also pierced by a sword!

This time it was even more strange, she actually had a ridiculous feeling, she couldn't be giving birth!

Sang Qingman gritted his teeth, it hurt her to death, her whole body hurt to the marrow, her forehead, neck and even her entire back were covered with cold sweat, her legs and feet couldn't exert any strength.Breathing became more and more difficult.

'Didn't I just scold the author for saying that the name of this villain's little aunt is the same as hers, and she has been having nightmares for so long! '

With a cry from Ying Ning, Sang Qingman was just about to turn over to relieve the pain in her body, when she suddenly remembered the villain's little aunt Hesheli Qingman whose name was similar to hers in the novel, and the corner of her mouth subconsciously hooked the name.

Suddenly, a sound came from next to my ear: "Hey, congratulations on answering the password correctly, and opening the emperor's pampered villain little aunt's red envelope group, love is on the way~"

'Um?what.Red envelope group. '

Sang Qingman belatedly realized that her body was surrounded by severe pain, and the sound of 'beep~' at the back greatly eased the severe pain in her body.Instead, the back of the neck and back were sore, and my whole body was limp, and I couldn't exert any strength at all.

My throat is sore, it's almost smoking, my nose is humming, my breathing is almost blocked in my nose, it's too uncomfortable.

"Water, water, Wang Qian, bring me some water." Confused, Sang Qingman was touching his phone.

Wang Qian is her assistant with excellent professional skills and has the key to her villa.At this point, Sang Qingman felt that the other party should have come.

She stopped reading novels in the future, and she was afraid that she would fall into the nightmare of novels. This nightmare was too long ago, and the pain was too real.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was someone beside her holding a chubby hand and talking with tears of joy on her face, she would have thought the dream was real.

"Gege is awake, hurry up, Mama will bring you some water." A cry of surprise sounded, and she was quickly helped up, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Sang Qingman finally drank water, and after several sips of water, her burning throat eased.

As soon as she opened her eyes, Sang Qingman was stunned. This was not her small villa, but the woman who came in was a woman with two buns, the characteristics of Qing court dramas, holding a brocade handkerchief, and weeping with joy. She yelled, "My sister Man, you really scared my mother to death."

Then there was a smell of makeup and powder, and she was hugged into a soft embrace, and there were voices in her ears, "If you die, Erniang will not be alive, woo woo."

The shoulders of the person holding her kept shaking, and he cried loudly. If it wasn't for the fact that the woman didn't have a single tear, Sang Qingman would have thought that the other person was going to cry to death.

"That's enough. Sister Man just woke up and said these unlucky words. The general election is coming soon, and I don't know the severity of what I say." A majestic voice sounded, and asked again, "Sister Man, are you better? Let Ama Mam was worried for days."

This time the hand was held by another pair of hands, different from the previous pair of warm and soft hands, the palms of this time were dry and rough, and the touch was very unpleasant, like a pair of dry wood withered and without moisture, these were a pair of old hands.

Out of vigilance, Sang Qingman clenched his fist and drew his hand, but did not draw it out twice.

Sang Qingman was shocked, where is this.Why is the scene in front of me just old-fashioned? Even the people who called her before spoke in a different voice from the circle.

When he didn't understand what was going on, Sang Qingman hurriedly stuck his head out of the woman's arms, and looked at the person who was holding her hand, but what he saw was a majestic old man dressed in vermilion.

Sang Qingman's head froze, his body reacted faster than his brain, his mouth opened slightly, and he said sweetly, "Ama?"

A look of love flashed across Gabra's old face, he patted Sang Qingman's head, and said softly: "Just wake up, your second sister Ama will punish her, but this year is special, it is the annual general election, It will be the beginning of next month to enter the palace general election, and there is still half a month to go, she has to practice etiquette to participate in the election, so Ama can't be punished heavily, you know."

Sang Qingman was patted on the head, and the other party was very gentle.But maybe it's because I'm getting old, standing up and moving a bit more, and I'm a little tired.After a while, a servant from the outhouse came to invite him.

"My lord, Long Live the Palace invites you to come into the palace." A voice from outside sounded.

The woman who was holding her before, the woman reacted as if she had come to her senses, looked at her lovingly, then suddenly switched positions mournfully, grabbed her old man who should be called Ama, and kept crying.

"Master, Sister Man almost died this time. You promised my concubine, but your words don't count." This time Sang Qingman looked over and found that this beautiful young woman had her fingers on her He pinched his thigh several times before he shed a tear or two in a mournful way.

The one who cried was softer than when she was crying.But it is even more lovable.

This is a woman who is very good at crying, but obviously, she, Ama, was not really annoyed when she was pulled by her mother-in-law. .You want to let Sister Man enter the palace, she will not reach the age this year. Wait until the next university."

"No, master, if you are partial, you will enter the palace today, and I will die when you come back." Seeing that Ama had left, her mother-in-law said that she was waiting for the next year's general election, so she pinched her waist in a hurry. Unruly and willful threats.

Sang Qingman is also used to acting, and now, watching her Er Niang's coquettish performance, two words popped up in her mind-'exquisite. '

And this character, the way of speaking, why is it so similar to the villain's little aunt's forehead in the novel of White Moonlight Stand-In, Chasing Wife and Crematorium, heart-piercing sadomasochistic love novel she read yesterday before going to bed.

It's the same, acting, splashing and making trouble for no reason.

The typical one with big breasts and no brains, has no face, and does things all day long like his brain is flooded.If she hadn't given birth, and was more than 30 years younger than the Empress Hesheli's Ama, she would have died [-] times in the backyard of Kabula.

"Manman, mother will tell you, the internal news mother has made it clear to Yinzi about the general election in the palace. This time, the general election of the Hesheli family is a default quota, and it is the class to enter the palace to replace your sister, Queen Renxiao. Go to raise the prince." She explained: "If mother hadn't been so clever this time and asked you to frame your second sister Qingrong, provoking her jealousy and pushing you down the lotus pond, mother would have let you cry, make trouble and hang herself. I can’t get this spot.”

After her Ama paused outside the door without any response, and left the mansion with a flick of her sleeves to enter the palace, her mother-in-law suddenly changed her attitude and hurriedly turned around to hug her, chattering mysteriously.

The sky thunder rolled, and Sang Qingman's three views were impacted. She stared at the beautiful woman in front of her with wide eyes. She was really shocked. She personally framed someone. When she talked to her, she was proud and showing off.

There is no doubt about it.Too much like the ultimate villain's mother.

Previously, his whole body was in pain, and he couldn't exert any strength on his body. He didn't pay attention to see how she looked, and Sang Qingman didn't care about the woman holding her, and hurriedly said: "Mirror."

The beautiful woman hadn't moved yet, but the maid who was watching hurriedly bowed, "Sangege, the mirror is here."

Sang Qingman looked forward in a panic, and what was reflected in the bronze mirror was an eight or nine-year-old girl, with almond eyes, oval face, big eyes, small and round nose, small red cherry mouth, with baby fat The chin is a little more delicate.

Even Sang Qingman, who is used to seeing beauties in the entertainment industry, has to sigh, what a beauty, it's no problem to grow up to be a beauty.

This is not her.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in her mind, Sang Qingman hurriedly covered her head to ease the pain, and then overwhelming memories came, she bowed in pain, she was afraid, she was really wearing a book.

"Man'er, mother's Man'er, what's wrong with you, don't scare mother." This time her mother hugged her, she was really anxious, it was really loving, it was different from the previous two performances.

But Sang Qingman suddenly collapsed and sat on the ground, looking at her mother-in-law, his whole body trembled with fright, tears dripped down his body, and his whole body felt cold.

She was afraid that she was doomed, but according to her memory, she actually wore a book.

Transmigrating to the Qingchuan article she just read last night, she became the villain little aunt who was born and died, and the middle-aged prince was imprisoned. She was destined to die early, and the whole family was imprisoned and exiled. Shi.