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

Now, Sang Qingman didn't dare to do anything, and didn't even dare to think about it.

Holding the man's hand, he smiled harmlessly, "Long live, how can I say anything about the plan. Didn't you say that the concubine is sick? I guess the concubine is talking nonsense."

Sang Qing's handsome cheeks are bulging, a dog man, even my illness is used as evidence, it's really a dog.

She thought so from the bottom of her heart, and suddenly saw the look of the man looking over, and asked her doubtfully, "Are you scolding me in your heart?"

Sang Qingman shook her head quickly, she held the palm of the man's hand, then took the man's hand and put it on her chest, and asked with a smile, "Long live Lord, how dare I. I pretend to be Long live Lord in my heart." ah."

He said that he was afraid that he would not believe it, so he nodded seriously, "If Lord Long Live doesn't believe it, do you want my concubine to dig out his heart and show him to Long Live?"

Kangxi took a deep look at her, feeling his heart beating under his palm.

At this moment, the man knew that the woman was scolding him, because the mind-reading skills were hot before, and the woman's words like a dog came out.

At this time, the woman's eyebrows and eyes are crooked, just like usual, full of cunning and agility, and even the watery eyes will come up with some tricky idea again in the next moment, to make you unlucky.

This is the paradox of talking all the time to make people angry, but also being able to talk sweetly.

At this moment, Kangxi could see that the woman was as strange and fresh as usual, a woman full of lies, and the cunning, evil and thoughtful concubine that Kangxi was familiar with.

It is far different from the teary-eyed man who asked him to abolish Concubine Xi, crying and wiping his tears while still adoring the brother-in-law in her arms.

Kangxi couldn't even tell which one was her real side, but what was certain was that the woman who had the audacity to ask him to abolish the concubine without a mask was the one with true feelings.

The woman who made his hands and feet numb and ache, and whose heart burst with joy flashed before disappearing, was probably dead.

This thought crossed Kangxi's mind, and soon disappeared.

She is his concubine, the prince's aunt, and the concubine who loves the fourth child more dearly than her own children.

In this harem, she had to rely on him to live, so how could she not love him, even if she coaxed him, she had to coax him well.

It's just temperance.

Kangxi added another sentence, feeling much relieved in his heart.

Besides, he is not a faint king, and it is impossible for him to really say that whoever is abolished will be abolished.

What's more, she already knew that Concubine Xi was a thought after he lost Manman.

If he could really put it down easily, why bother that the bloody light in his dreams never diffused.

Kangxi hugged her tightly, stroked her head up and down, and said with a bit of suppressed emotion in his voice, "I believe in you, as long as what you say is what I like."

"As long as you don't lie to me in the future, I will always love you." After Kangxi finished speaking, feeling the temperature under his palm, he added: "You are sick, and I will always accompany you to recuperate."

Sang Qingman's heart skipped a beat when Kangxi said something.

——"I'm really sorry, I may lie to you in the future."

Sang Qingman thought so in his heart, but smiled sweetly, "Long Live Lord, I won't lie to you. Guaranteed."

As he spoke, he stretched out a few fingers, ready to swear, but when he looked up, he saw the man's suppressed red eyes, and asked through gritted teeth, "What did you just say?"

"Long live, my concubine didn't say anything. I promised not to lie to you. I love you, love you, and worship you." She said in a low voice, acting in her true colors, and her atmosphere and expression were also in place.

But the man suddenly pressed her down, and his hands were pressed on the bed by him, as if to break it, his voice was cold as ice, "I'm asking your heart."

Sang Qingman looked innocent, "Long live, my heart is full of admiration and admiration for you like a river. Why are you suddenly pressing my arm? It's all bleeding from your pinch."

Kangxi listened to her words, but suddenly felt a dull pain, and all kinds of emotions that had been suppressed before took turns.

He even heard his own voice calm when he got up, he heard his own calm and ruthless voice, "Fourth, I will be raised by Concubine Tong, don't worry about it."

"As for the prince, the princess is about to be chosen. Think about it for yourself, do you really want to treat me like this?" His voice was cold, "Or, what good will it do you to offend me?"

After finishing speaking, the man pushed Sang Qingman away, got up and turned around to leave. When he left, he didn't say a word.

——"Made, I'm really sick."

Sang Qingman flashed this thought angrily, got up in a hurry, and yelled a few words in the direction of the man, "Long Live Lord, Long Live Lord, won't you rest here tonight?"

It was only the man who responded to her, leading a group of people, against the darkness, and left without even having time to put on his coat.

"It was fine before, but if you change your face, you will change your face. What kind of person is this?"

Hua Dai Shuyan watched the Long Live Lord come happily, but this time she left with a face full of anger, not to mention it was late at night, and she didn't know what happened between the master and the Long Live Lord.

It's just that this feeling tonight, especially a sense of panic, attacked the two of them, and hurriedly pulled Sang Qingman to persuade, "Master, master, what happened to you and Long Live Lord, although Long Live Lord used to be angry, but never in the middle of the night the circumstances of the departure,"

"Why do you have any anger or complaints? Wait until the Long Live Lord clears up the fire. You just don't think about yourself, why don't you think about the Crown Prince and the fourth elder brother."

Shuyan also brought up her clothes and rubbed her shoulders, carefully persuading her.

Sang Qingman kicked the bottom of the flower pot, went to the bed, wrapped himself in the quilt tightly, leaving only his head outside, and said angrily: "No, whoever wants to go will go."

She also said that she was sick, I think this dog man is sick.To say you are angry is to be angry, and the reason is not clear.

Sang Qingman sorted out the previous scene from left to right, she thought she didn't do anything excessive.

The most extreme thing is that she was not clear-headed before, trying to get the man to abolish the heroine.

At that time, the men were not angry, but later when she started blowing rainbow farts, she became angry instead.Simply inexplicable.

Seeing Sang Qingman like this, Hua Daishuyan's hair turned gray with worry, so she had no choice but to coax her, "Master, you should go and see the Long Live Lord anyway, and don't let the Long Live Lord go away in anger."

Sang Qingman glanced at the two irritably, and suddenly remembered that in the original book, the key plot about the prince is coming soon.

Just when the man was leaving, he also mentioned the prince's choice of concubine. Sang Qingman brushed his hair, and finally got up irritably.

"Let's go."

Sang Qingman hurriedly put on his clothes, and went to chase after him, but because it was already dark outside, when Shen Yuan asked Shen Yuan to chase him out with a palace lantern, he was already far away, so naturally he did not catch up with Kangxi's Luanjia on the road.

On Kangxi's side, he left Chuxiu Palace with a cold air all over his body, and waited for a long time on the main palace road outside Chuxiu Palace, but he didn't see anyone chasing him out.

Liang Jiugong's scalp went numb, and he stepped forward and asked, "Long Live Lord, why don't you leave?"

Kangxi's air-conditioning was mixed with gloom, and he glanced at him, "Speak too much."

Liang Jiugong was stared at by the Long Live Lord, so he had to bow his head and apologize, "Long Live Lord, forgive me."

I also don't know why the ancestor Pingbi made the Long Live Lord so unhappy today, and didn't come out to see the Long Live Lord.

He did hear the ancestor called Long Live Lord, but he didn't chase after him. He just wanted to call out a few times and stopped, which was too dishonest.

Looking at the appearance of Long Live, I am afraid that he is angry enough tonight.

"Long Live Lord, it's cold outside. Earlier, Master Ping had someone named Long Live Lord, but it should be cold outside in the back, Master Ping is not easy to go out."

After a pause, Liang Jiugong continued to add, "After all, Master Ping was drunk tonight."

Kangxi kept counting the beads in his hand, and after hearing Liang Jiugong's words, he remained silent for a long time.

The eunuchs and maids who were waiting outside Luanjia to light the palace lanterns felt the cold wind, looked at Lord Long Live cautiously, rubbed their palms together, and dared not speak.

It just feels that tonight, Long Live Lord and Master Heping seem to be very different from the previous quarrels.

As slaves, they have no control over the affairs of their masters. It's just that tonight's cold style is a little bit colder. They just don't know when Long Live Lord will appease his anger and let them leave early.

Just when everyone thought that Lord Long Live was outside Chuxiu Palace and would be here all the time tonight, Lord Long Live in Luanjia finally said, "Go to Yongshou Palace."

When Sang Qingman chased him out, Shen Yuan carefully shone the palace lantern in front of him, and whispered: "Master, the Luanjia of Long Live Lord is heading towards Yongshou Palace."

"Really?" The orange in Sang Qingman's hand was deeply squeezed out by her.

This dead man did it on purpose.

Hua Dai Shuyan looked at her carefully, and comforted her carefully, "Master, don't be angry."

"Oh, why am I angry, didn't you ask me to show my face?"

When Sang Qingman arrived at Yongshou Palace mixed with cold air, the side hall of Yongshou Palace was brightly lit.

But Sang Qingman insisted on not going in, and only let Shen Yuan go in to report.

Hua Dai Shuyan carefully asked, "Master, why don't you go in and explain yourself?"

Sang Qingman closed the windbreaker, and said very coldly: "Why should I go in? I'm here, isn't my sincerity enough?"

"Master, go back and get something delicious for you, master, don't be angry." Shu Ya was also coaxing people.

In the side hall of Yongshou Palace, Gai Xixi watched over the cold Kangxi, and was about to watch Sang Qingman's joke.

But the one who didn't want to come in was an eunuch, who almost made her pass in one breath.

Shen Yuan cautiously stepped forward to salute, bowed and said, "Long Live Lord, the master came to pick you up specially and waited for you outside. The master asked if you would go back with her?"

In fact, when the master spoke, it was worse than this. He said that if the Lord Long Live does not go back tonight, he should not go back.

They also asked him to report in the original words that he was the Chief Eunuch of Chuxiu Palace, so naturally he couldn't commit suicide, because he blocked the way back.

Kangxi looked at Shen Yuan and sneered, "Does she know where she is wrong?"

Shen Yuan's scalp was numb, so he had no choice but to answer, "If you answer Long Live Lord, the master knows that he is wrong."

"I know I'm wrong, and I don't even come in." The Buddhist beads in Kangxi's hand became faster and faster, "Tell her to go back, the prince's choice of concubine, let her come to me after she thinks about it."

"As for going back, I will be in Yongshou Palace tonight. There must be a limit to what you can do."

Kangxi's last words were like a bonfire at night, flickering on and off, and like the evening wind at night, a gust of coolness swept across, from head to toe.

Liang Jiugong knew Kangxi best, knew what Long Live Lord said, although he was still angry, he was much better than before outside Chuxiu Palace.

One knew that Long Live Lord's attitude towards Master Ping's pursuit of Yongshou Palace was much gentler.

On the other hand, Shen Yuan trembled, and cautiously went back to answer his master. He thought that the master was going to lose his temper, but saw that the master was very brisk and pushed him back to sleep.

Gai Xixi saw that Sang Qingman didn't come in, and she didn't taunt anyone, so she breathed a sigh of relief and almost couldn't hold back her performance.

Kangxi glanced at her and said, "Go to bed."

Such a good opportunity to cultivate feelings, Gai Xixi hadn't said a word, and he almost couldn't hold back the gentle and tender feeling on his face when he heard the straight man's sleeping sound.

She stepped forward cautiously and waited for Kangxi to take off his clothes. When she was taking off her clothes, she saw that the hem of the clothes was wet, so she knew that it must have been bathed after attending bedtime.

Having been suppressed by Concubine Ping for so long, Gai Xixi couldn't hold back, pretending to be gentle and persuaded: "Long live Lord, don't be angry, Sister Ping Concubine is still young, it's normal to have a temper at ordinary times."

Kangxi smiled but looked down at her, and suddenly said: "Concubine Ping intends to treat me with sincerity, in exchange for letting me get rid of you."

A calm voice suddenly exploded above Gai Xixi's head, almost blowing her to death.

From the bottom of my heart, I hated this woman, Ping Concubine, for playing tricks on her so directly.

It's so shameless.But he had to pretend to be innocent and not angry, which made Gai Xixi almost burn himself with anger.

"Ah." She suddenly raised her head, her face was sad and she wanted to cry, she choked up and said: "Sister Ping, why is this, the concubine has never offended her."

Kangxi suddenly asked her: "Don't you hate her?"

Gai Xixi was taken aback for a moment, her scalp was numb all over, she couldn't tell what Kangxi wanted to hear at this time.

But thinking about it, the emperor doesn't like concubines who are too vicious. She has always been the role of Xie Yuhua, and she just bowed her head pretending to be very sad, "I don't hate it."

Kangxi asked, "Why?"

"As long as it is good to the Long Live Lord, what the Long Live Lord likes is what the concubine likes." Gai Xixi suddenly said affectionately.

Kangxi heard the words, and suddenly put his clothes back together, saying: "Coincidentally, Concubine Ping hates you, you should pay more attention to yourself."

After all, let Liang Jiugong and others prepare for the ride, and said to Gai Xixi: "I still have something to do, I will go back to Qianqing Palace tonight, and I will come to see you tomorrow."

"Long Live Lord, aren't you here tonight?" Gai Xixi really held back this time, a mouthful of fishy sweetness came out of his mouth, and his eyes almost didn't come out.

The only response to her was that the man's car had come and left in a hurry. In the end, Gai Xixi clenched her fists, her palms were blood red, and she said angrily, "Damn Hesheli."

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The next day, the crown prince and the fourth elder brother came to greet Sang Qingman.

After saying hello, after the fourth elder brother was intimate with Sang Qingman for a while, Sang Qingman beckoned the fourth elder brother to come over, stroked his head, and asked, "Your concubine Tong Jia is better!"

The fourth elder brother nodded and shook his head again, with an expression on his face that was about to cry or not, but he was used to hiding his emotions, so he just said obediently: "Concubine Tong Jia's mother is in good health, but she still likes to cry secretly."

The fourth elder brother kissed Sang Qingman. This kind of relationship is better than that with Kangxi. He has a city mansion in front of others, but in front of Sang Qingman, he is a little prince who has no cover.

He took Sang Qingman's hand, and said very puzzled: "It stands to reason that Huang Ama will visit her every few days, but the concubine mother is still sad. But when Huang Ama asked her, she said she was happy."

"Obviously the concubine mother wanted a younger brother, but in front of Huang Ama, she said that I was enough."

The fourth elder brother said depressedly: "Could it be that mothers and concubines like to lie like this?"

Sang Qingman pointed to the stool for the four little buns and the prince to sit down, and then started her brainwashing project.

She first said to the fourth elder brother, "Your concubine's behavior is both right and wrong."

This was both right and wrong, and it directly confused the four little buns. He asked with a puzzled face, "Why?"

"Your concubine's status is noble, and she is destined to enjoy the glory and wealth in the palace. However, she cannot have a prince. This is what her status brings to her."

The fourth elder brother was very smart at this time and didn't ask why, but he knew what his concubine Pingmu meant. Huang Ama didn't let her have a child, so his concubine Tong Jiamu cried every day.

"Then Concubine Ping, why do you say that Concubine Tong Jia is wrong?"

It's not her fault that she was born logically.

Sang Qingman patted the shoulders of the four little buns, and comforted him in a low voice: "In the harem, rights and responsibilities are mutual."

"Your mother and concubine are wrong. She knows she can't get it, but she asks for it. But her ability is not greater than your Huang Ama, so it will naturally be painful."

The prince listened to Sang Qingman's words, thoughtful, but did not interrupt.

He waited until his fourth brother lowered his head sullenly, before he said: "Little aunt means that if Huang Ama doesn't want to give it, no matter what, don't force it."

The crown prince is already 12 years old, and he has slowly started to participate in government affairs two years ago, so he naturally knows a lot more than the fourth elder brother.

Hearing Sang Qingman's words, his first reaction was that the position of crown prince that everyone envied was given to him by his emperor Ama.

But if one day, his Huang Ama is unwilling, will he have the ability to resist?

After hearing this, Sang Qingman looked at the prince in surprise, and looked at him with relief. He really deserves to be the heir cultivated by Kangxi himself. With such an IQ, he can think of so much at such a young age.

She tidied up the messy clothes in front of the prince herself, and suddenly said: "Your Highness, don't worry, it should be yours, and your Empress Ama and little aunt will take care of it for you."

"If one day, you can't have one, my little aunt will protect your safety with her life." She lowered her head and smiled, "After all, that's the purpose of my aunt's entry into the palace."

"As for other things, if it's related to your Huang Ama, remember, you can only ask if your Huang Ama is willing to give, but you can't grab it." She added earnestly.

She was talking about the future Kowloon seizure of the throne.

Now the two little kids still don't understand, but education should start from now on.

The four little buns listened to whatever Sang Qingman said.Seeing that Sang Qingman finished speaking with earnestness, he replied with a look of admiration: "My son listens to Concubine Pingmu."

The prince suddenly lowered his head, and did not reply to Sang Qingman's words, but said another matter, "Huang Ama sent someone to send a personnel girl to Gu, and said that he would come to ask my aunt for her opinion."

Sang Qingman knew that she wanted to talk about this matter, she asked Hua Dai Shuyan to take the four little buns to play in the cubicle, squatted down, and asked him: "Does your highness like it?"

Prince Nuonuo glanced at her, and in a low voice, she asked, "Can I have the aunt next to my little aunt?"

It took Sang Qingman two seconds to realize that she was her personal servant girl. If the prince wanted it, it might not be because he liked it, but he was trying to curry favor with her.

She patted the prince on the shoulder and said: "Your Huang Ama has arranged someone for you. You are still young, so you don't necessarily have to arrange someone to sleep with you."

"As a prince, it is also very important to take good care of your body. Don't indulge in sex between men and women. You must make your own judgments about right and wrong in everything."

"But Gu doesn't like them." The prince's voice was not very happy.

Then he looked up at Sang Qingman, and suddenly asked, "They all said that the lonely princess has already been appointed by default, but is it true?"

Speaking of this, it was the reason why Sang Qingman made a special trip to meet Kangxi last night.

This has reached one of the more critical plots in the original book. In the original book, the prince should have chosen his concubine in 25 years and got married in 26 years.

She was born on the eve of the big wedding, and the grandfather of the crown princess passed away. According to the rule of keeping filial piety for one year, the crown princess postponed her wedding until the 27th year.

In the year when he was born, the Empress Dowager passed away, and the prince had to keep mourning for the Empress Dowager for another three years. It will be 30 years in a flash.

In the next 30 years, three battles broke out again. By the time the prince and concubine were able to get married, it had been 33 years.

Here, people in their 20s are already old before they get married.

During the seven years of aimless waiting, the prince naturally had no expectations for the princess.

Moreover, there are many bed-climbing girls around her, and there are even some people to guide her. The prince even loves masculinity, is withdrawn and perverse, and even beats people at every turn.

Now that Sang Qingman has entered the palace, the first thing is to protect the prince's marriage and not let him bear such great pressure.

Moreover, be careful not to let the prince develop the habit of masculinity.If you follow the plot like this, this is very important.

At this moment, Sang Qingman looked at the lovely prince, and really couldn't imagine what kind of violent and perverse tyrant character in the later stage of the plot would be like.

"It should be Guerjia, the daughter of Dutong Earl Shi Wenbing. Your emperor Ama has sent someone to train her since she was a child. She should be a qualified princess."

After finishing speaking, Sang Qingman reassured him, "The prince married a wife, naturally because of the idea that your position as the prince will be strengthened."

"You have a woman you like, but you can't do everything you want. You can marry another side concubine, but you are a prince, and the backyard is safe and stable, so you can focus on your future."

Sang Qingman sighed again.

In fact, in the palace, who is not a victim of political power.

At this moment, the prince also knew that he could not do whatever he wanted, so he still said sullenly: "Gu wants to draw Dai Shu, Aunt Yan and Uncle Chang Hai to accompany Gu."

Sang Qingman saw that he was really unhappy, so he helped him sit on the throne, and said seriously: "Little aunt tomorrow will see your Huang Ama, and then talk about it."

"As for painting Dai Shuyan, my aunts have to follow their own opinions. Besides, they are six years older than you."

"As for the Crown Princess Guerjia, my aunt heard that her grandfather is getting old, and the general election is about to come. If her grandfather has something good or bad, he must keep his filial piety. After three years, your day lilies will be cold by then."

As soon as Sang Qingman finished speaking, the prince really became nervous.

Prince, as the crown prince, besides managing political affairs, he also needs to have an heir.

"The little aunt? Does Huang Ama know?"

Sang Qingman said, "Leave everything to my aunt. When I go to the Qianqing Palace to serve tea tomorrow afternoon, my aunt will help you find out the matter."

In the afternoon of the next day, Sang Qingman hadn't arrived at Qianqing Palace yet.

Kangxi had already finished seeing the minister ahead of time, and was waiting for her alone in the side hall of Qianqing Palace.

In the side hall of Qianqing Palace, it was very quiet. When Sang Qingman went in, the people outside were guarding outside, and Sang Qingman went in alone.

"Come here." When Kangxi saw Sang Qingman, he beckoned her to go.

Just like what happened last night, nothing happened.

Sang Qingman also wanted this effect, and the two returned to the way they were before. She happily passed by, bowed her head obediently in front of Kangxi, and exaggerated a little: "Long live Lord is so handsome today!"

Kangxi, who was reviewing the memorial, paused for a moment, but when he heard this, he glanced at her and suddenly asked, "How beautiful is it?"

When you ask this question, it's just a joke.

She immediately climbed up the pole, and Sang Qingman was immediately amused. She obediently stood beside Kangxi, paused her gaze on the man's eyes, and said, "The eyebrows are as far away as the mountains and the peaks are picturesque, what a handsome man."

She giggled, and her hands began to be dishonest, "The nose looks like it's overhanging the bridge, and the face looks like a knife. It's really too much, and one less stroke is not enough to express the temperament of the Long Live Lord."

Kangxi held back and did not move, the woman became more daring, moved her fingers down from her cheeks to her lips, and praised: "The face is like a lotus, and the chin is as sharp as a pink-faced boy."

Kangxi suddenly took her hand that touched her nose, and suddenly sneered, "I am from the north, and I fought the world on horseback since I was a child. Are you sure you are describing me?"