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

Sang Qingman got up at four or five o'clock in the morning, and was busy with Concubine Tong and Wen Xi. Until now, when the big wedding was completed, it was the end of You hour when the sky was completely dark.

Because she is an elder, and she is the prince's aunt, it can be said that she sat upright for a whole day, wearing luxurious hair bun accessories on her head, and formal auspicious clothes with court beads, which almost made Sang Qingman's neck tired.

Concubine Wen Xi saw that she was really tired, so she smiled at her, "I'll show you what's behind, you go and see the bride."

At this time, the banquet had already begun, and the man who had angered Sang Qingman, the culprit, went to the male guest's court to accept the congratulations from the ministers and relatives with an expressionless expression on his face.

Sang Qingman's teeth itched with anger, but she still wanted to get the beads back and had to laugh, feeling very angry.

"Okay. I'll go to the new house with Ning Ying, and I'll show you Qi Yun here,"

Sang Qingman cheerfully hugged Concubine Wen Xi's arm, and was dragged by Guo Luo and Luo Ningying to the new house.

In the evening, because today is the prince's big wedding, as the prince's aunt, the emperor in the palace will naturally go to Sang Qingman to save face for the prince.

At night, Kangxi directly ignored the woman's hesitant expression, and after taking a bath with her, the man hugged her several times for intimacy.

After some cloud and rain, Kangxi hugged Sang Qingman, put his arms around her back, and asked her with deep eyes, "Why did you make such a bold bet with the minister half a year ago!?"

Sang Qingman's tired toes didn't want to move anymore, but the man became interested, it's winter, it's snowing outside, she stared at him and didn't speak, the man pulled her fluffy quilt away, it was so cold Terrible.

When men become stubborn, it's even worse.

"Long live, my concubine is dying of cold, can I get up tomorrow morning and tell me?" She rolled out of the man's arms as soon as she rolled, and just pulled the quilt, and was grabbed by the ankle again, and she fell into the man's arms again .

"Go to bed after talking." Kangxi pressed her white arm, his lust faded away, his eyes were ruthless, and his behavior was even more ruthless.

Sang Qingman woke up mostly from the cold, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and yawned several times, then simply put his white and tender toes into the man's belly maliciously, sliding his strong abdominal muscles up and down, and said coquettishly: "Long live Lord cover my feet, I will reluctantly agree to you."

Not to mention the emperor, even an ordinary man can't stand a woman tormenting him like this, let alone an emperor who has a strong desire to control when he is young.

Sang Qingman was already waiting for the man to get angry, so she played tricks and got under the covers to avoid answering.

She couldn't say that she was just predicting, because she had read the original book and knew that if the prince hadn't gotten married this time, he would have been led to be a man in the future.

The man is stingy, but she can be careful when she speaks.

Otherwise, a man with a heart as small as a pinprick can trust her in such an unfounded plot of the original work?

It would be weird not to kill her directly.

Who knew that she was drooling in amazement as she rubbed her abdominal muscles, but the man had a look of forbearance flashing across his face, and after rolling his Adam's apple, he stretched out his hand to cover her ankle.

"Don't make trouble." The man's voice was hoarse.

"Say it or not." The man stretched out his hand and actually scratched the soles of Sang Qingman's feet.

Sang Qingman, who was planning not to say anything at first: "..."? ? ! !Nani, the dog man doesn't play cards according to common sense!

"Hahaha, Long Live Lord, don't scratch me, my concubine said my concubine said."

Sang Qingman was afraid of tickles, this scratching made her laugh out of tears, rolling back and forth in the man's arms, and the man let her go when the laughter was almost gone, "Say it."

"I'm listening," the man added.But he picked her up horizontally, and Sang Qingman put his arms around the man's neck along with his arms.

She wiped her tears and snot on the man's white bedclothes, then bit her lower lip with her teeth, and hooked her chin towards the man, she smirked, "Brother-in-law, you lower your head, and the concubine will say it."

The man looked at her, his gaze was like a radar scan, and she had nowhere to hide.Sang Qingman tilted his chin, "Can't you go down?"

The man suddenly lowered his head, and one side of his ear was tilted to her mouth.

Now, Sang Qingman couldn't avoid it, but she was still held by the man's hand, so she suddenly scratched the man's fingertips with her fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Brother-in-law, if the concubine says it, the concubine is just a dream." Yes, if this time,..."

"How?" The man breathed heavily.

Sang Qingman took the initiative to overwhelm the man's earlobe and whispered, "I dreamed that if His Highness didn't get married this time, it would take six or seven years to get married, and he was still being lured..."

"What?" Kangxi didn't hear clearly, and took the initiative to hug the woman closer, but found that the woman was sleepy and fell asleep again.

But Kangxi understands lip language. Although the woman has fallen asleep, the movement of her lips clearly means "male style."

With a sound of "coaxing", Kangxi's chest suddenly exploded, and the man's voice was suddenly as cold as the ice and snow outside, and he was furious, "Hesheli Qingman, make it clear before going to sleep!"

It's just that the person has fallen asleep, no matter how earth-shattering the outside is, she subconsciously finds a more comfortable position in the man's arms to sleep.

She felt uncomfortable in her head, and when she fell asleep, she was still frowning, and Ying Ning said, "Brother-in-law, don't make trouble."

While speaking, the hand slapped out, and before the man's face could move away, there was a slap, and the palm slapped on it.

"Hesheli's green vine," the man gritted his teeth and called out, the surrounding low pressure rolled in.

Someone who fell asleep did not wake up, but Liang Jiugong, Hua Huan and others who were watching the night outside were frightened to death, and shouted anxiously outside the house: "Long live, what happened."

"roll."

The man's eyes were suppressed by the storm, and he was not calm at all.

The slap raised high, but he was not willing to slap it down. He suddenly pulled the woman into his arms, and stretched out his thumb to grind back and forth between her brow bone and the bridge of the nose.

He was short of breath, and after being furious, he became deeply solemn. The woman's illness was indeed getting worse.

After her Hesheli clan and herself were misled by her into thinking that she would be killed by him, now there is another Prudential, who in her eyes is also a member of the persecution delusion.

Kangxi hugged her, feeling powerless, and murmured, "How can I be a foolish king, wanting to kill you and your whole family?"

"Baocheng is the crown prince. I have spent all my efforts in cultivating him. He is an excellent heir. How can he be a man?" Kangxi whispered, "Who made you live in the fear of being murdered and killed? ?!"

Kangxi hugged the woman, with the strength in his hands, he tightly held her tightly, as if he wanted to strangle her into his flesh and blood.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and it was the beginning of the new year. This year, because the prince got married a year ago, Kangxi has always been taboo about what women say that the prince will be good at masculinity.

At first, Kangxi thought that the woman was seriously ill this time, so he kept watch day and night and asked the imperial doctor to come to diagnose her illness!

Disease, of course, can't be detected, and the woman who got him made a bet for him.

It's about the grandfather of the princess.

Every year at the beginning of the new year, Kangxi would go to the concubine cemetery alone to pay homage to the concubine Bai Yueguangman in his heart.

This year, perhaps because of the bet with Sang Qingman, Kangxi felt a heavy heart.

Therefore, when he set off to pay homage to the people, Kangxi's Luan was outside, but he never moved.

Lord Long Live didn't move, so the Imperial Forest Army and Imperial Guards naturally didn't dare to move either.

Liang Jiugong looked outside for a while, seeing that it was getting dark again, he had no choice but to go in and call again, "Long Live Lord, it's getting dark outside, do you want to get up now?"

Every year at this time, Kangxi would feel particularly heavy. He would open and close his eyes all night long, only women blocked the attack for him, and a sword pierced through his body.

If it weren't for the hypnotic drugs prescribed by the imperial physician, there would be no way to sleep.Even if it is maintained by drugs, it will cause nightmares if you sleep deeply.

As a young emperor, Kangxi himself was able to win the country and take charge of the country, and he fought the country on horseback all the year round. He has seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

As an emperor, he has long been used to this kind of bloody wreckage. For some reason, the death of Concubine Man still became a pain in Kangxi's heart that he couldn't overcome.

After staying up for more than ten days and nights, Kangxi's eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes. At this time, he carefully touched the eyebrows, red lips and smooth hair of the person in the painting, but he did not reply to Liang Jiugong's words.

The man seems to be integrated with the beautiful woman's scroll, and the entire Qianqing Palace is shrouded in great sadness.

No one spoke, but the man exhaled and breathed out, what he exhaled was the man's soul, and what he inhaled was the loneliness and sadness all over the sky.

The writing brush held in the other hand was broken by the man unknowingly, and the bright red blood beads rolled down one by one.

Liang Jiugong and the others were so frightened that their hearts went into cardiac arrest and they were suffocated. They hurried forward and said, "Long Live Lord, you're bleeding, let the servant bandage you up."

The man's voice was sad, his face was neither sad nor happy, and he said indifferently: "Go down."

"Long Live Lord," Liang Jiugong's anxious hair turned white, and his voice was about to jump out of Kangxi's glance, "Long Live Lord, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about Si A Brother, fourth elder brother is still young, "

After saying this, Kangxi suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, without saying a word, he looked down at the scroll again.

"Long Live Lord, why don't I call Master Xi," said Liang Jiugong, and sent someone to find Gai Xixi.

As soon as he walked to the gate, he suddenly heard the Lord Long Live ask, "Where is she?"

Liang Jiugong's mind froze. At this time, who was this "what about her?"

But every year at this time, it is the concubine Xi who is with her, and this year it is probably the concubine Xi, so Liang Jiugong turned back and said respectfully, "Long live, the servant has ordered someone to invite you, and the concubine Xi should be here soon. .”

Kangxi suddenly threw the bloody half brush on his head, without any fluctuation in his voice, "Think for yourself."

"This year, I will go to the concubine's cemetery alone."

Long live Lord is willing to move, willing to talk, that's good, Liang Jiugong didn't move even after being hit by a pen, instead he happily asked, "Long live Lord, have you thought about it?"

Seeing that Kangxi didn't return, he felt belatedly that the person who called the Lord Long Live earlier should not be Concubine Xi.

"It's not Master Xi, then..."

Liang Jiugong slapped his head, then suddenly turned his head around, and said anxiously: "Long Live Lord is asking Master Ping, Master Ping was with me all the time before the fourth elder brother passed away."

When he said this, he looked carefully at the face of the Long Live Lord, and found that although the Long Live Lord did not speak, he did not deny it. Only then did he know why this year, the situation is a little different.

But Long Live Lord's emotional expression has always been cryptic, and he couldn't guess it, so he hurried to find someone and asked Sang Qingman to come over.

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When Sang Qingman took the four little bun princes and a bunch of people to Qianqing Palace, he was still in a daze.

In previous years, at this time, didn't the man take the heroine outside the palace to pay homage to the noble concubine Bai Yueguangman in his heart?

How come when she arrived at Qianqing Palace, she saw her elder brother waiting outside with Luanyi, and there were teams of majestic imperial guards, majestic and murderous standing outside Qianqingmen Square waiting.

"It's getting dark, haven't you gone out yet?"

Sang Qingman muttered, and saw Liang Jiugong tremble as he led the way.

Sang Qingman stretched out his foot and kicked Liang Jiugong's back foot, and asked in a fierce voice, "Liang Jiugong, are you playing with me? At this time, Lord Long Live is about to go out. How could he want to see me?"

Liang Jiugong turned his face away, turned around, and bowed to Sang Qingman, "Master Ping, don't use the slave to start a brush, how dare the slave lie to you."

Seeing that Sang Qingman's expression was still not very good, Liang Jiugong knew not to offend this ancestor, so he had to coax her with nice words.

The Long Live Lord in this room is not in a good mood yet, it is getting dark outside, and the Long Live Lord has to go out.

The point is, in previous years, the Lord Long Live called Master Xi, but this year he didn't, so he was counting on this ancestor to coax the Lord Long Live.

Seeing Sang Qingman's expression of don't lie to her, Liang Jiugong hurriedly coaxed him outside the door of the side hall, and said in a low voice: "Master Ping, Long Live Lord has not slept for more than ten consecutive nights, and his eyes are bloodshot."

"When the servant went to look for you, the palms of the Long Live Lord were covered with blood. You should follow the Long Live Lord when you go in, and let the Long Live Lord go to pay homage to Concubine Man tonight, and then he can have a good rest when he comes back."

Liang Jiugong said earnestly, "If this goes on like this, the servant will worry about the dragon body of Long Live Lord."

After hearing this, Sang Qingman wanted to kill Liang Jiugong, and immediately turned around and left fiercely, "Liang Jiugong, you are really going to kill me. At this time, don't go to Gai Xixi, come to me-" What are you doing?"

"You want me to die. I don't treat you badly at ordinary times, but when you die, you actually go to Ben Gong."

Sang Qingman was so angry that she wanted to kick Liang Jiugong to death. This eunuch really has no heart. Isn't this clearly asking her to die.

She always thought that the heroine would be here tonight, and she just went through the motions when she came, but she didn't expect that the heroine was not there, the hero was going crazy again, and it was the day of Concubine Man's sacrifice. Yes, there is no such thing as a good day.

She wasn't afraid of offending a man at all, and she didn't even intend to take the opportunity to make Xie Yuhua for him.

This is the heroine's role, not hers.

Sang Qingman walked quickly without any hesitation, and almost broke Liang Jiugong.

Hurry up to stop him, the other party is a favored concubine, and this ancestor can't afford to offend, it's really not enough to confess to the ancestor.

"Master Ping, please stay." Liang Jiugong ran angrily, and his heart was about to be lost by this ancestor. His expression on the verge of crying made Sang Qingman stop somewhat.

"It was Lord Long Live who asked you to be called." He said, then glanced at the crown prince and fourth elder brother again, and added: "As for His Highness and fourth elder brother, according to what Long Live Lord said earlier, no one has disappeared except you."

"Really?" Sang Qingman almost bit his tongue, what is this dog man doing.

"Concubine Ping, little aunt, why don't you go in and take a look first, I've heard that Huang Ama's condition has not been very good in recent days."

Both the crown prince and the fourth elder brother stared at her, Sang Qingman choked, and just about to say something, the fourth bun looked at her with wet eyes, and called out aggrievedly, "Concubine Pingmu."

Sang Qingman's heart melted in Xiao Baozi's eyes, she sighed and exhaled, touched Si Xiaobao's braids, "Oh, my concubine is really afraid of you."

"Mother Concubine, just go, just go, don't cry." Sang Qingman bowed his head and hugged the little bun with a big face, and finally dragged his heavy steps to the Qing Palace.

When he entered, Sang Qingman looked like an ostrich, and his pace was very slow. Liang Jiugong was afraid that the master would lose the chain.

But as soon as he entered the door, Liang Jiugong let out a long breath from the bottom of his heart. This ancestor, his aura changed after entering the door.

In the inner hall, the whole place was very solemn. Seeing the broken cups all around, Sang Qingman really scolded Liang Jiugong's eighteen generations of ancestors.

The man looked like this, his whole body was full of lifelessness and sadness, there were fragmented cups everywhere, on the messy imperial case, fragments of ink could be seen everywhere, and she even saw several bloody fragments of cups, this terrible scene , who survived.

The slaves who were kneeling on the ground all lowered their heads pitifully, so no one dared to clean them up.

Sang Qingman turned around and left, Mad, this kind of scene, let's leave it to the heroine to clean up.

She's just cowardly, this is a more fatal scene than giving a proposition, she dare not touch the male lead.

How could she know that when she moved, the man who had lowered his head and was immersed in sadness before suddenly called out with a voice crushed by stones and sand: "Come here."

"I don't want to. I want to live longer." Sang Qingman shook his head like a rattle, trying to run faster.

"If you run again, I will cut off the supply of charcoal fire and ice cubes to your Chuxiu Palace." The man's voice was hoarse with sadness.

Maybe it's because I haven't spoken for a long time, the voice in my throat is a little dry and oppressive.

Sang Qingman turned around immediately, almost at the speed of the hurricane, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, he hugged the man's waist and blinked, "Brother-in-law, what did you just say, the wind was strong just now, and I didn't hear clearly .”

Everyone was worried that Long Live Lord would suddenly get angry and lose his life.

Therefore, all the eunuchs and maids serving in front of the imperial court bowed their heads tacitly, watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, trying to reduce their sense of existence.

How could they know that this was a moment when they bowed their heads but did not raise their heads, when they suddenly heard the voice of the Lord Long Live, and everyone dared not keep bowing their heads.

The moment he raised his head, he felt that in the blink of an eye, Master Ping was in front of him.

And still holding the waist of Long Live Lord, all the people in the Imperial Palace were sweating for Sang Qingman.

Unexpectedly, everyone was waiting for Long Live Lord to get angry, but they didn't expect that what happened next almost blinded everyone's eyes.

Everyone: "..."? ? ! !Nani, Lord Long Live didn't push Master Ping away, but hugged him tightly instead.

Some people didn't believe in evil, rubbed their eyes, and found that Master Ping was still hugged tightly by the Long Live Lord.

Now everyone finally heaved a long sigh of relief. Long live Lord, is he not angry anymore?

"Long Live Lord." Sang Qingman raised his head, moved his body tightly held by the man, and wanted to move away uncomfortably.

But the man pressed her more and more in his arms, and the strength, from the wrist to the waist, held her tighter and tighter each time.

Sang Qingman felt that his waist was about to be strangled by a man, so he hurriedly said coquettishly: "Long live, you love my concubine."

"Don't move." The man lowered his head, took a deep breath at her lock, and said hoarsely, with eyes all red, "I'll hug you."

If the man is true, he hugs her and leaves.Sang Qingman was left alone in the chaos of the palace wind.

But before leaving the Qianqing Palace, he still dragged the dog man out to whip the corpse and whip the corpse.

Well done, even threatening her with her monthly salary. .

So angry, so angry, what if she still can't get angry? !

Lord Long Live went to pay homage to Concubine Man outside the palace. Everyone thought that Lord Long Live would be back that night. In fact, Kangxi lived in the palace outside the palace.

He didn't return all night, and even postponed the morning court the next day. Everyone knew that this month of Long Live Lord was more difficult than previous years.

The next night, at the palace in the outskirts, Kangxi stayed up all night again.He didn't go back to the palace either, after Luanjia was stationed in the palace, he went into the study to write scriptures all night.

Liang Jiugong came in to refill the tea, and said cautiously, "Long Live Lord, take a rest, you can't stand the dragon body if you go on like this."

Liang Jiugong anxiously tried to persuade him, but found that what he said as an eunuch was useless.At this moment, he misses Master Ping very much, and with her around, Long Live Lord can always calm down.

"Is there anything urgent in the palace?" Kangxi asked in a rough voice without stopping his pen.

Liang Jiugong seriously thought about the news that came from the palace today, and after picking up important reports, he found that there was nothing important.

But he still wanted the Lord Long Live to go back tomorrow, so he said: "The meaning of the officials, I hope the Lord Long Live will go back to preside over the morning court as soon as possible."

Kangxi frowned, then said: "Speak too much."

Now Liang Jiugong didn't dare to say any more, he quickly bowed to the side and stood up, and wanted to persuade him a few more words, but when he saw the eyes of Long Live Lord, Liang Jiugong was so frightened that he stopped talking.

"What happened to the grandfather of Crown Princess Guerjia?" Liang Jiugong suddenly heard Long Live Lord ask.

He really didn't know this, Liang Jiugong was about to collapse, and Long Live Lord didn't go back to the palace, he didn't ask the concubine, master and elder brothers, but instead asked about the grandfather of the princess.

Isn't this out of reach?

Even so, Liang Jiugong replied very respectfully, "Long Live Lord, when I came here, the grandfather of the crown princess was still in good health, and I didn't hear that his illness had worsened."

Kangxi suddenly raised his head, glanced at him, and asked without emotion, "Really?"

Liang Jiugong was taken aback by Kangxi, and was just about to answer "yes", but at this moment, Zong Na, the commander of the guards, suddenly came to report with a solemn face: "Long live, as you expected, the grandfather of the crown prince has passed away."