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

Kangxi was so angry, early in the morning, he waited with all his heart for her to understand his heart, and then he thought about how to learn to treat him with heart.

She is good, what is he most afraid of, she has to mention something.

The man pressed her tightly in his arms, gritted his teeth angrily and asked, "Hesheli Qingman, are you deliberately angry with me?"

"Since you know what I mean, then you should think clearly about what you should do?"

The man gritted his teeth and continued to ask: "Are you so angry with me? Just when I was promoted to imperial concubine, you used words like death or death."

The man was really angry, a gloomy expression flashed from time to time on his face that was still smiling.

Sang Qingman didn't answer the question, and there was a faint regret in his heart, but he also knew that it was not suitable to ask such a question now.

Seeing that the man was about to go to court later, she hurriedly got up, kissed the man on the chin, and said cheerfully: "Brother-in-law is so stingy, I just want to ask."

"You can't even ask." Kangxi pressed her palm tightly against the man's heart, and said in a voice next to the woman's ear: "I don't like to hear it, and I don't want to hear it."

"Okay, if you don't listen, you won't listen, you're stingy, the concubine is a big deal and don't talk about it,"

After she finished speaking, she personally helped Kangxi get dressed, and when she sent Kangxi away to go to court, her small mouth was still pouted.

Kangxi suddenly turned back and held the woman in his arms. When Sang Qingman yelled at the landlord's neck, the man suddenly lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead. The man's voice rang in Sang Qingman's ear.

He said, "I won't let something like this happen, and I can't return to you of course."

"But you, you have to learn how to get along with me calmly, and you are not allowed to wear a mask. You just need to be yourself."

When putting Sang Qingman down, the man suddenly added another sentence, "You don't have to compare with anyone, you are you, and I am happy with you."

The man left, leaving Sang Qingman in the room to digest the man's words.

She always felt that the man seemed to like her a little bit, but she didn't know if it was an illusion.

What was even more strange was that the man, as an emperor, wanted to fall in love with her. She thought about it and felt that she had picked up the wrong script.

Shouldn't this be the heroine's plot?Could it be that she took the script of the heroine by mistake?

Shuyan Huahuan and the others waited on Sang Qingman to get up and wash up. Seeing that Sang Qingman was quiet all morning, he didn't know what he was thinking, and thought she was unhappy, so they said some nice words to coax her.

Hua Huan said, "Yesterday, little madam, I was so happy, maybe little madam didn't expect that the master actually made a noble concubine."

Sang Qingman let out a sigh, probably because she saw Er Niang's happy look last night, and her thoughts slowed down a bit.

Mostly every pair of parents wants their children to do well. In the original book, this concubine is miserable all her life, and in the end, her mother-in-law is also implicated.

She wears this character, but the other person is not in her body, which means that when she was pushed into the lake, she was no longer there.

In place of the original owner, she was able to take care of her parents, respect her parents and family, and finally try her best to change the fate of this family being locked up and exiled. This is probably her confession to the original owner.

Sang Qingman smiled, "Emiang probably thinks that her daughter, who has been worrying about her for a long time, will have a day to make her feel at ease."

Shuyan took the words and smiled happily, "Master, don't say it, look at your complexion today, your face is like a peach blossom, and your face is like the scorching sun. It means that people are in good spirits on happy occasions. There's something about it."

Sang Qingman didn't bother to talk about these poor-mouthed girls. After rubbing his face on, he asked about Si Baozi's situation, "Did Brother Si live comfortably last night?"

Ever since Si Baozi said in the imperial decree that Sang Qingman would take care of him, Chuxiu Palace took out the East Side Hall alone and gave him to live in it.

After all, how old is the fourth bun, and he can't live here often, but when Kangxi is in Chuxiu Palace, there is no problem for him to rest here.

Hua combed Sang Qingman's hair in a joyous way, and was delighted to hear the words, "Can it be good, the fourth elder brother happily studied in the side hall for a long time last night, and said that here, he can memorize a few more books Woolen cloth."

"Master, it's all right now, the fourth elder brother can be regarded as the young master of Chuxiu Palace, and there will be people supporting Chuxiu Palace in the future."

In the dressing box, she took the red gold glazed head and put it on for Sang Qingman, looked at the more attractive and luxurious master in the bronze mirror, and nodded with satisfaction, "Besides, Empress Xi was fined and confinement, and her status was demoted. It can be regarded as very satisfying, now no one will trouble the master."

When she talked about Gai Xixi, there was still obvious anger on her face, and she said angrily, "Who is it? He even said that we should ask her. Now that we see it, who lost power?"

Huahuan and Shuyan really don't like Gai Xixi, except that Gai Xixi and their master are two control groups in the palace.

Another important point is that the two girls have followed Sang Qingman, they both have the kind of personality that lives clearly and casually, and they don't like people who pretend to cry and plot people behind their backs.

The two have been in the palace for more than ten years. In these ten years of confrontation, although their master has the upper hand every time, the other party often likes to fight back. This time Gai Xixi was demoted and locked up. The two are the happiest.

"Two years," Sang Qingman looked at the person in the bronze mirror, thinking about what Kangxi said today, asking her to be more careful about falling in love with her.

Another point is that two years later, when the heroine comes out in two years, she has to think about how to arrange it in advance so as to avoid this crisis as much as possible.

In the original book, Concubine Ping fainted to death in Qianqing Palace because she knelt on her knees and spoke carefully, and was given to death by a long sword in the end.

There is a knife hanging on this head, and it is the kind that kills people at any time. No one can relax.

Life is almost gone, so what's the point of falling in love.

Moreover, she didn't understand what a man meant, how could she suddenly want to have a relationship with her.

She felt that either there was something wrong with her brain, or there was something wrong with the man's cognition.

Aren't men three thousand beauties, who else do they need to fall in love with.

What's more, it is still under the condition that he has Bai Yueguang in his heart and Bai Yueguang's double by his side.

No matter how you look at it, this thing is weird.

Shuyan was dumbfounded by Sang Qingman's words, and subconsciously asked: "Master, what two years?"

She gave Sang Qingman a new Yao yellow flag dress and wore it with a Liujin haircut, making Sang Qingman even more noble and compelling.

She pushed Sang Qingman to stand up, and suddenly smiled, "I thought the master has always been famous for being delicate and beautiful, but I didn't expect that the master really dressed up so elegantly and elegantly, the Lord Long Live must have put his eyes on the master when he saw it." .”

"When you look back, write a letter to Erniang to see if you can go back to spend the New Year with her this year. Some uncles also make an appointment,"

Sang Qingman said: "Don't look at the calmness now, but the more you sit back and relax, the easier it is to go wrong,"

Hua Huan helped Sang Qingman to have breakfast, and said with a smile: "Now the master is a noble concubine, and there are His Royal Highness and the fourth elder brother behind him, and the Lord Long Live is also doting on the master, and the Hesheli family is also the Wang family, the master worry about what,"

After Sang Qingman had breakfast, he went to thank the Empress Dowager and Kangxi.

After returning, he didn't explain anything, just called Shen Yuan in, and told him to take a good look at the situation of the Mistress of Yongshou Palace, and if there was anything wrong, come back and talk about it. .

Sang Qingman doesn't like to make unprepared accounts, but she wears books, and she has no foundation in controlling and presenting the plot.

Just like playing a game, you must brush up the props and activate the plot point to continue the strategy.

There are still two years left at the time point, and the man said he wants to fall in love with her.

Thinking about leaving at that time, the four buns in the palace, His Highness, and the Hesheli clan still need more care from men.

Simply, in the past two years, treat the man better, and have a good relationship with him. When things break out later, the man can also look at the two years of love, and be merciful and take care of her. The tribe and two buns.

Since she was going to have a romantic relationship, props were indispensable. Sang Qingmantuo and her younger uncles prepared some props for her to fall in love. Half a month later, the first batch of thrush tools were ready.

half a month later

The palace has entered the September when the osmanthus is fragrant, and not only the golden osmanthus and the white osmanthus are blooming in the palace, but also the osmanthus is fragrant, and the fragrance is still lingering for ten miles.

This is Sang Qingman's favorite day, because the fragrance of flowers and the sight are the strongest.

September is the season of homesickness.

Chrysanthemums are blooming everywhere in the palace, and yellow or white chrysanthemums are piled up in layers.

During the daytime, Huahuan and Shuyan took the maids in the palace to pick chrysanthemums to make chrysanthemum paste. Sang Qingman started to practice calligraphy with nothing to do.

As night fell, she switched to painting and practiced.

In fact, Sang Qingman has created many roles in the entertainment industry, and Sang Qingman's calligraphy is good.

It's just that after coming here, the princes and emperors in the palace have been taught by top masters, and they practice day and night.

Therefore, Kangxi, the fourth elder brother, the prince and others have very high attainments in painting and calligraphy.

No matter how good Sang Qingman is, he can't compare to these proud sons of heaven who have been practicing since childhood, not to mention that Prince Kangxi and the fourth elder brother are all of that kind of special talent, which leads to the painting and calligraphy of several people being the same. Top one good work.

In order not to be stimulated, Sang Qingman never painted in the palace, and he only practiced calligraphy alone when he was dragged by men.

However, there are still two years left before the story of the heroine chasing his wife and crematorium. Sang Qingman can no longer hide her clumsiness. She needs to induce the heroine to take action and destroy the portrait of the noble concubine Bai Yueguangmang in the hero's heart.

However, the man has always hidden the portrait of Bai Yueguang in his heart well. So far, Sang Qingman has been in the palace for more than ten years, but until now, he has never seen what Concubine Man looks like.

Ask the old people in the past, and everyone can only give a rough idea, which is still not clear enough.

This made it difficult for Sang Qingman to confirm what the portrait of Concubine Diman should look like.

She can't steal the portrait painted by Kangxi and give it to the heroine, she can only paint it herself.

But before painting, she still needs to practice Danqing painting so that Kangxi, or Si Baozi, can talk about what his mother and concubine look like.

Then in the name of painting, when the time comes, draw a portrait of Concubine Man Gui.

When Kangxi came in, Sang Qingman was still concentrating on writing and drawing.

Next to it, there was a painting by Tang Yin. Kangxi walked over to take a look, but he was very surprised. He didn't expect that the woman's painting skills were not bad.

Kangxi hugged the woman from behind and rested his chin on the woman's shoulder. The heat swept over him, and his voice was lingering, "I don't know yet, but you actually paint?"

Suddenly someone hugged her from behind, and Sang Qingman was taken aback. When she turned her head, she heard a man's voice. Sang Qingman patted her chest and said angrily, "Ah, brother-in-law, you're here, so don't come out." The sound, scared the concubine to death."

Kangxi pinched her nose, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, and taught her to practice calligraphy again. The noses of the two were very close, and the wrists were also leaning on each other. They were each other's breath.

Kangxi said, "When you came, you already greeted me outside the door. You were too serious and didn't hear my footsteps."

"You didn't even go outside to meet me, so you're embarrassed to blame me first." Kangxi was helpless, pampered and indulged.

This voice, a touch of pampering, made Sang Qingman suddenly look up at him, and suddenly smiled, "It was the Lord Long Live who asked the concubine to fall in love with you. Have you ever seen a folk couple? Who needs a wife to kowtow to her husband?" .”

Kangxi was taken aback when he heard her words, all his breathing and breath stayed at this moment, his deep eyes fixed on the woman, and he didn't respond for a while.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, why are you looking at my concubine like that?" Sang Qingman looked up at the man, and was suddenly pulled into his arms by the man and hugged her tightly.

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"Yes, you're right, civil couples, I never heard of greetings." The man hugged her tightly, but just followed her words.

As an emperor, he was so busy all day that he didn't even have much time to study in the harem, study and review memorials.

What's more, to learn about people's livelihood, the courtiers below will collect them in advance and present them to him.

But Kangxi is not an emperor who does not know folk fireworks. He likes private visits in micro-services, and he often visits in person, but he has also heard of some scenes of ordinary couples getting along with each other.

Thinking about it like this, Kangxi also thought this picture was good, and didn't even bother to think about it.

He hugged her tightly, delighted in the appearance of an ordinary husband in her mouth.

He looked down at her and said with a smile: "From now on, when I come, you can be like ordinary couples, and you don't need to greet me specially."

Sang Qingman was stunned, guessing that this man was a bit stupid, the pretty Furong smiled, she was just thinking about how to lead the conversation to the portrait of Concubine Man.

Instead, he found that the man suddenly put her down, opened her imitation painting in front of her, and suddenly said: "After so many years, I don't know, Manman is also a Danqing?"

It was the drowsiness that came, and someone sent a pillow. If she didn't seize this opportunity, she would feel sorry for herself.

Sang Qingman suddenly saw his arms around the man's neck, proudly stretching his slender white swan neck, like a male peacock spreading its tail to attract a spouse.She said, "Brother-in-law, does it look good?"

After a pause, she seemed to lower her head and said in embarrassment: "In the main hall of Chuxiu Palace, there are all paintings of brother-in-law, each of which is an excellent work. Although my concubine is also proud, she dare not play prestige in front of everyone, for no reason. It was a joke."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly heard the man's extremely wanton laughter erupting in her ears. The man pointed at her nose and asked, "Then you dare to draw Tang Yin's portrait of a lady now?"

"Didn't it be said that women are for the appearance of those who please themselves, and scholars are for those who are confidant? I thought about it. The paintings of Long Live Lord are mainly landscapes. There are no figures except for the concubine and sister."

When Sang Qingman was speaking, he suddenly felt that the air pressure around him dropped a few degrees.

Normally, if Sang Qingman felt that the man was in a bad mood, she would stop.

But now, she wants to get a portrait of Man Guifei and throw it to the heroine to break the plot two years later, so naturally she can't back down now.

Seeing that the man was depressed and depressed, she took the initiative to step forward, put her lips on the man's neck, slid up and down a few times, and asked in a nonchalant rainbow fart, "Brother-in-law, I heard that the fourth son, the mother concubine Man Guifei, She looks so beautiful, isn't brother-in-law real?"

Kangxi was holding his breath for so long, but was grabbed by the woman, thrown over, shaking up and down, the sadness in his heart could not be suppressed.

He saw the woman staring at him unblinkingly with bright and curious eyes. Kangxi suddenly reached out to cover her eyes, and said in a harsh voice, "En." , and continued: "You don't look bad either."

Sang Qingman was so hung up that he almost couldn't let out a breath of depression. Why did this dog man turn his head so quickly at a critical moment.

If it was normal, she would be happy. This dog man's desire to survive is so good at critical moments, so he knew that he would quickly praise her and say that she looks good.

Afraid that she would be jealous, she must praise the man for such a good sign.

——"But now I really want to know what Concubine Man looks like." Sang Qingman was angry, and Sang Qingman died in depression.

After the man's words, she felt a surge of anger in her chest that was about to explode her.

Someone who was blown up in anger had a little emotion, she suddenly tilted her head angrily, and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother-in-law, didn't you agree to fall in love, my concubine is unhappy now, and I don't want to please you, you can allow my concubine to ignore you." You?"

After Kangxi read the woman's words in his heart, before he had time to digest the woman's petty temper, he heard her say that she didn't want to please him.

In the past, it was false to say that I liked him and admired him.

Kangxi took the woman's hand and held it in his hand, suddenly raised her chin, looked at her with deep and lonely eyes, his voice was full of suppressed anger, he asked her: "I can allow you to displease me, then tell me , where did your anger come from today?"

"Why did you ask her all of a sudden?" Kangxi hugged her tightly, hugged her like a princess, rested his chin on her shoulder, and asked suddenly: "Why do you have to mention her? Did I treat you badly?"

Have you ever had a lover?Have you ever been boiled in warm water like a frog, and slowly eaten away with gentleness?

Sang Qingman thinks that she has no feelings for men at all. She even thought about it. In the past two years, she should spend two years with the man and have a two-year relationship, so that when the man recalls their relationship in the future, he will be more tender. .

But at this moment, listening to the man's suppressed emotions, the sad atmosphere is like a mist of grief shooting into the heart and then to the limbs.

The teardrops in Sang Qingman's eyes fell down unconsciously, like strings of tears, staying stubbornly in the eye sockets, and the twisting pain brought by the heart as if being clenched and twisted in four directions by one hand, spread gradually.

She thought, thanks to the fact that she really planned to leave the palace, otherwise, just today's painting could smash her heart beyond recognition.

She raised her hand and vigorously wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes little by little, but just as she was doing so, the man suddenly lifted her hand.

The man put her on the stool, brought her a brocade handkerchief, and wiped her tears bit by bit.

Sang Qingman moved her head away, and her heart beat unconsciously. She told herself in her heart that as long as the man apologized to her seriously, she would forgive him!

The man asked her, "Why are you crying?"

Sang Qingman moved her head away, speaking with a hoarse voice, she said, "I didn't cry, it's just that my brother-in-law bullied my concubine, agreed to fall in love, and I can't even ask the person in your heart."

After Kangxi listened to her words, he held Sang Qingman's hand suddenly a lot harder, and his voice became emotional for the first time.

He raised the woman's chin, looked at her fixedly and asked, "You say you miss you day and night, but now you insist on comparing yourself with her. What's the point?"

The man suddenly hugged her tightly, and his voice was full of unbearable depression. He said, "Hesheli Qingman, it is meaningless to compare the living with the dead. Now you are by my side. This is why you are more important than everyone else." Fortunately, I promised to love and protect you, isn't that enough?"

——"Wow, the dog man is obviously someone else in his heart, how did he sincerely tell her that he wants to fall in love?"

Sang Qingman almost vomited blood out of breath, he didn't say what he was pressing hard in his heart, and his thoughts of falling in love with the dog man became much less.

"Brother-in-law,"

Sang Qingman raised his head and wanted to say something, but suddenly he saw the man looking down at her again, with a slight doubt in his voice, "So, you can tell me that the friendship you had with me before was all fake, and all the things you said about loving me and yearning for me It’s also fake, even from the fourth child’s place,”

The man's voice lost its usual gentleness, and even the smile on his face disappeared. What was on Sang Qingman's face was the coldness when he saw a man impatient with the minister.

Even the strength with which the man pinched her wrist was getting heavier and heavier, as if it would be broken by her in the next second.

A coolness from the soles of the feet suddenly rushed straight into the depths of the heart.

The coolness around him wrapped Sang Qingman tightly.

Sang Qingman inadvertently looked at the man, only to realize that the man's eyes were already red at this time, and the murderous intent spreading from the depths of his pupils swept across in an instant.

It was like a scene where the waves were about to overturn the boat of her and the Hesheli family in an instant and fall into the waves.

When the crisis hit, Sang Qingman's mind was running at a high speed, and she didn't even bother to think about how the man's inexplicable emotions came from.

At a critical juncture, she remembered that a man is the man at the top of the food chain in the entire harem and even the entire book.

The man at the top of the food chain is qualified to pick up his fangs at any time and bite all the creatures downstream of the food chain.

The identities and rights of the two are different, and they are not at the same level. How did she think after being paralyzed that she could have an equal relationship with a top man like this.

She didn't dare to look in her heart, how to record the dog man's piles of questions.

The hibiscus face unfolded immediately, hugging the man firmly, eyes as bright as stars, hugging the man and imprinting the kiss on the man's brow first, then along the high bridge of the nose, soft and tender lips, and then to the seductive and seductive Adam's apple .

The hand unconsciously touched the man's abdominal muscles, and pulled the man's hand down, letting him feel the changes in her body.

The woman's voice was lingering, her voice was delicate and tactful, she wept softly, her breath was close to the man's lips, and asked him:

"Brother-in-law, can you feel it? My whole body is trembling for you, and I am tactfully and emotionally under the body of Long Live Lord."

The man's flickering eyes suddenly looked at her fixedly, and the hand held by the woman didn't move at all.

Sang Qingman was stunned.

Sang Qingman was dumbfounded.

This dog man's mood is still up, and her usual coquettish rainbow fart has no effect?

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became more and more gloomy, and even Sang Qingman thought that the man was going to get angry.

With her brain running at high speed like a small motor, she has to quickly come up with thousands of crisis public relations strategies to deal with this crisis.

The man suddenly picked her up, and in Sang Qingman's exclamation of "Ah", already in the man's flickering eyes, he hugged her and put her on the Babu bed, Kangxi got up and sat on it suddenly.

He didn't speak or do anything, just looked at her with oppressive eyes.

Sang Qingman felt that the atmosphere around her was a little low. She was just thinking about something when a force came from her body. She was pulled tightly by the man even with the sound of "Ah" in her mouth, and fell into his arms.

"Brother-in-law." Sang Qingman felt that the atmosphere was not right, and the man suddenly became angry again, "Brother-in-law, don't you believe in concubines?"

Kangxi lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth. With increasing force, the corner of Sang Qingman's lips was pressed heavily by gravity, and the pain hit him. She pushed the man, but did not push.

"In the future, don't lie to me." After saying a word, when the two of them were in the cloud behind their ears, the man suppressed and did not make another sound.

On the contrary, Sang Qingman and the court ladies in the outer room blushed several times and had their hearts beating all night.

next day

When Sang Qingman got up, the man had already got up, but he hadn't left Chuxiu Palace, so he was sitting on the soft bed not far from Babu's bed and drinking tea.

Seeing her turning over, she was holding a book and turning a page to look at her, "Are you awake?"

Sang Qingman glanced at the body under the quilt, there were traces of various colors everywhere, and his hands and feet were so soft that he couldn't move with any strength.

Her cheeks turned red for a moment, then she raised her head and asked the man, "Brother-in-law, why haven't you left yet?"

"Waiting for you." After Kangxi took a sip of tea, he looked at her and called out, "Wait for your master to get up."

After the man's voice sounded, Huahuan Shuyan and others in the outer room led two teams of maids to file in, waiting for Sang Qingman to get up and wash up.

Sang Qingman was in a daze, and after she finished dressing and washing, she sat in front of the dressing table. Hua Huan had just finished combing her hair in a bun, and Shuya picked up Luo Zidai to give her thrush eyebrows. Sang Qingman suddenly tilted her head, Looking at Kangxi, he said, "Brother-in-law, I want you to draw."

The crowd was almost dumbfounded by Sang Qingman, Hua Huanshuyan and the others were afraid that Lord Long Live would suddenly get angry, so they shouted anxiously: "Master, it's good for the servants to come."

As soon as they finished speaking, they were about to coax Sang Qingman's thrush, but suddenly they saw Lord Long Live coming over, took Luo Zidai from Shu Ya, and said softly, "Let me come."

Sang Qingman suddenly laughed, tilted his head to let Kangxi draw his eyebrows, and then said delicately: "Why hasn't my brother-in-law left today?"

Kangxi looked down at her, and suddenly said: "You forgot, you will have your birthday next month, have you thought about what you want?"

"Well, I forgot." Sang Qingman suddenly remembered that at this time of year, men dote on her a lot. She was angry with men last night and put on so many poses. This time she will do it once. , toss this dog man to death.

So she blinked, looked at the man with bright eyes and asked: "Brother-in-law, can I really mention anything?"

Kangxi's thrush's hand paused, and he pressed his fingers twice on the woman's eyebrows, and his voice became more emotional: "Say."

"Since we can't mention her, then I'm going to go and see the place where you met." She can't always be cowardly, she loses every time, and if she is angry with her, she will also be angry with the dog man.

The man looked at her flickeringly this time, the low air pressure enveloped everyone, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy and oppressive.

Just when everyone thought that Lord Long Live was angry, Lord Long Live suddenly looked at his master and said in a subdued voice, "Okay, I will arrange a southern tour in half a month."