Convinced by the crying bag beauty

The braised fish is delicious, and the imperial concubine chicken is also delicious, probably because she looks thin, and the two dishes are all meat.

She also likes that soup, sweet, sweet to the heart.

Yu Zhi hugged her, enjoying the joy of spending time with her: "Your Majesty really treats you very well."

"Yeah, why do you think she treats me so well?" Didn't you say you would never see her before?

"Is there any other reason for being nice to someone?" Yu Zhi pushed himself and said with a smile, "I will treat you well only if I like you. I'm afraid the empress really regards you as her own daughter."

Wei Pingxi was shocked by the phrase "my daughter", and kept silent, only hugging Yu Zhi tighter.

The two were too close, Yu Zhi lightly sniffed the fragrance of aloes on her body, his mind was distracted, and his voice was as soft as water: "Xi Xi..."

"Ok?"

The room was lit by candlelight, Fourth Miss Wei came out from her treacherous life experience, she tilted her head and saw the beauty begging her with eyes like autumn water, and her interest suddenly arose.

"I don't want to move, can you do it yourself? I'll serve you after I'm done?"

Yu Zhi looked embarrassed.

"Don't talk about me, it's not discussed. If you say you don't discuss it, you don't discuss it. If you tear my clothes, you still don't discuss it." She closed her eyes, ignoring the beauty's coquettishness.

There was really no other way, Yu Zhi lay on her body like a salted fish: "I don't want to move..."

"Then sleep."

Someone is puzzled.

How can the long night sleep like this?

Yu Zhi was not reconciled.

Since yesterday, she has had an ambition—she wants Xixi to be unable to leave her, unable to live, sleep, or eat without her.

To do what he likes, first of all let Xixi get used to her existence.

Get used to the addiction and can't quit.

She secretly cheered herself up.

Just when Wei Pingxi was about to put his arms around her and take the initiative, the delicate beauty seemed to be possessed by a goblin, and suddenly propped up from her body.

The salted fish who didn't want to work hard suddenly became a shameless mermaid, her little face flushed, and Wei Pingxi raised her eyebrows: "Wait and see?"

Yu Zhi was provoked by her, her legs trembled apart, and she took the initiative to press the man's lips.

It was a sleepless night, there was no curfew in the Great Yan Dynasty, many people were playing wildly outside, and the sound of firecrackers brought the excitement it deserved for the New Year.

It is lively outside the wall, and it is also lively inside the wall.

The fourth lady has excellent bones, and the fingers of a martial arts practitioner are slender. She is not as fierce as a heroic man. If a gentleman is gentle, if a lady is elegant, it will give people a wonderful experience when she is in love with a woman.

You especially remember that Yu Zhi, the flower and candle in the bridal chamber of the two of them, did the same, kissing the white fingertips with tenderness.

At that time, she remembered Wei Pingxi's kindness to her. As for now, her sincere reaction can best show her fiery heart for Fourth Miss.

She was dawdling and slow like an old scalper, Wei Pingxi smiled, grabbed her willow waist with one hand and pressed down unexpectedly.

Yu Zhi couldn't resist the force of the fall, and it was at this time that the fireworks exploded in the sky - it was the third son of Wei in the mansion who couldn't bear the call of the New Year and was entertaining in his courtyard.

The sudden burst of sound blocked another delicate voice.

The instigator was playfully admiring the beauty's lost state of mind, and said in a tone of embarrassment: "It's worthless."

Yu Zhi couldn't slow down, couldn't hear what she said, only saw her smiling maliciously, and knew that Miss Si was burying someone again.

She was secretly annoyed that this person didn't play cards according to common sense, thinking about it with a dazed mind, and suddenly felt that there was no common sense in this matter?

Her back was stiff, and she wet Miss Fourth's fingers.

That finger was very long, Yu Zhi greeted 'her' subconsciously.

Knowing and knowing, these are the rules she learned in the small courtyard, but at this moment, she forgot those rules and used her instinct to please her sweetheart.

So cute.

She looks so cute when she blushes.

He was clearly being bullied, but he acted willingly.

Wei Pingxi thought inappropriately: where is her bottom line?How could she allow her to be teased and indulged again and again?

People in the world say that she has a bad temper, that she is shameless and hangs out with women, and that she doesn't learn the good sage's teachings, but only learns some things that are not on the stage.

How long can Zhizhi bear her?

She teases her like this.

Why is she still willing to be with her?

Huge confusion emerged in her mind, she pursed her lips, looking unhappy.

Seeing her unhappiness, Yu Zhi bent down and coaxed her, with a trembling voice: "Why, why...Xi Xi?"

Wei Pingxi blinked his eyelashes lightly, liking her talking intermittently, so in the end Yu Zhi saw her speechless, and rubbed her face affectionately, huh huh.

Turned into a weak crying sound.

As time passed, Wei Pingxi could of course tell what was behind her crying.

Take the present as an example, Zhizhi is telling her that she likes it.

She likes what she likes.

Fourth Miss turned over the beauty's body.

Sleepless night, Liulan courtyard.

Marquis Wei stood outside the courtyard gate, looking up at the red lantern hanging high.

The style of the red lantern is very ordinary, which shows that the lady's mood is also very ordinary.

Li Le led him in.

All the servants left Liulan Courtyard together.

In the dimly lit room, Wei Hanqing stood outside the door and whispered "Ma'am".

Mrs. Wei ignored him, and knelt down in front of the beauty roll as usual.

All she gave him was her back.

Wei Hanqing looked at that figure greedily, but unfortunately the candlelight was very dim, only the light in front of the man's painting was shining.

Yan Qing stared humblely at the person in the painting, fantasizing about having sex with that person again and again, "Ah Si" came out of her mouth, and Yiyang Hou was immersed in the grace she bestowed.

She is his goddess, but his goddess looks at her king from afar, willing to become a slut in front of the king.

Little did he know that the king already had a goddess in his heart.

Wei Han stared blankly at the person in the painting, and slowly developed a killing intent.

The intention to kill just came up, and when the candlelight flickered and saw the smile on the lips of the person in the painting, he immediately trembled—it was actually frightened and wilted by his own fantasy.

Cold sweat seeped from the back.

Prestige is no longer.

Yan Qing's dream came to an abrupt end, and after putting on her gauze, she said coldly, "Trash".

Marquis Yiyang smiled wryly—compared with the wise and refined emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, who is not a waste?

"Does he know what you're thinking?"

Madam Wei turned her back to him, her clothes were well dressed and her modesty was dignified: "He doesn't know."

"If you don't know, why don't you let him know? With your ability and appearance, why can't you always be by your side?"

"Chang Ban Jun?" Yan Qing sneered: "You said me or Elder Sister, who is better in terms of ability and appearance?"

Wei Hanqing was sitting on a round wooden stool. On New Year's Eve, he wanted to have a few more words with his wife, even if the topics involved were ones he didn't like.

But the lady likes it.

He didn't want to lie to her, so he pondered for a while, and said truthfully: "Each has its own advantages. But I think you are better."

"Why am I good?"

"You're even more worldly."

Red dust smell.

Yan Qing's movement of twirling the Buddha beads paused: "Why do you think I worship the Buddha?"

"You are sincere."

"Sincere?" She said expressionlessly, "This is a lie. When I worship the Buddha, one is for peace of mind, and the other is to be free from vulgarity."

Since it is to be free from vulgarity, it has become a great irony to worship the Buddha for many years and still be full of red dust.

The two sisters of the Yan family used to be inseparable. At that time, the elder sister loved her the most, and the elder sister was born with a celestial spirit, and she couldn't ask for an extraordinary beauty.

Not only is she envious, Ah Si also likes it.

She lost in this world of mortals, so that in His Majesty's eyes, there is no other woman except Sister.

Even a concubine is stingy to give to others.

For that one person, I gave up Sangong and Sixth Courtyard, and gave no hope to others.

"You go."

Yan Qing continued to read Buddhist scriptures.

Lord Wei Hou left reluctantly.

Half an hour later, she looked at the person in the painting, staring at him bewilderedly.

……

Ji Ying coaxed the queen to sleep, and came to the piano room of Qianning Palace alone.

The shadow guard appeared silently and knelt down.

"Anyone found?"

"I found it. It's in Jiuliu Hutong in the capital. Over the past ten years, his appearance has changed a lot. He's crippled and disfigured. He must have escaped while taking advantage of the chaos in the palace after delivering the baby for the empress."

"Don't startle the snake, just watch and release her news to see who comes to her and who wants to kill her."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

……

Fushou Palace.

The huge Fushou Palace was quiet.

The palace people went to invite the eldest princess several times but were rejected, and the queen mother was in a bad mood.The queen mother was in a bad mood, and Princess Jiaorong didn't even attend the family banquet with the empress.

"Grandmother, don't worry, Aunt Huang will figure it out one day."

"That's all." The Queen Mother cheered up.

Ji Qingyao laid down a pillow for her, and asked her how she was.

"You shouldn't come. Forgot what Aijia mentioned? Treat them as relatives, otherwise the fake will always be fake."

"But the imperial grandmother is in a bad mood, Yao'er was raised by the imperial grandmother..."

Yan Hui smiled nonchalantly, she didn't know if she was laughing at her naivety, or at her pretending to be stupid in front of her.

She let out a long sigh: "You say yes. I want to mourn my family's age, and you are the only one by my side on happy days. It's also..."

It is also bleak.

Ji Qingyao comforted her softly, but her heart was full of slander: Your old man lived a happy New Year, but the big family like the Liu family was destroyed. It is better to live in desolation than to die in scum, no wonder Ji Yunzhang refused to come.

"Hebei still blames Ai's family..."

Princess Jiaorong said softly: "Gu Gu refused to come, most likely because she was fascinated by that blind woman."

"Jinghe willow..."

Big and small are all attractive.

Yan Hui snorted coldly: "If it wasn't for reconciliation with Hei Su, how could the woman come to Beijing safe and sound?"

"The imperial grandmother is kind."

"The Ai family is indeed kind, and the momentary kindness was exchanged for the Liu family's slipping through the net..."

Speaking of this, she thought of the old things many years ago: "If you want to talk about the fish that slipped through the net, Ai Jia thinks of one person."

"Grandma, who is it?"

"A midwife."

Ji Qingyao was startled suddenly: "It's the queen mother..."

"Ah."

"Is that person still alive?"

"There has been no news for many years, so he must be dead."

should be?

Empress Dowager Yan raised her eyelids: "What, are you afraid?"

"The grandson is afraid that the woman will ruin the plan of the grandmother."

Yan Hui laughed at her bluntness: "Being afraid is just being afraid, and the Ai family is also afraid."

I'm afraid that I won't be able to live to see Ji Ying. It's better to die than to live.

"How are you preparing for Yan Qing?"

"That woman is a lunatic, she doesn't treat her grandson as her own flesh and blood at all, but grandma can rest assured, if it doesn't work here, Marquis of Yiyang can always give it a try."

The mother is a lunatic, so it's impossible for the father to be a lunatic who doesn't care about his daughter's life or death?

"time is limited."

"Yes, grandson will hurry up."

"Let Yiyang Hou's family trust you, face you, and become a knife stabbing Ji Ying. On the day the empress dies, the Ai family will push you to the throne on the grounds that the prince is not of royal blood. At that time, you will become The first female emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty."

"Thank you grandma for the compliment!"

"It's too late, let's rest."

"Grandson retire."

After leaving the Fushou Palace, the excitement on Ji Qingyao's face gradually faded, and he walked along the palace road, his thoughts darkened.

proclaim oneself emperor?

Who doesn't want to be called emperor?

I'm afraid that as soon as the empress dies, the dead old woman will support her daughter as the emperor.At that time, not to mention eating meat, there is no need to drink soup.

She is the empress dowager's pawn, but if you turn around, why is the queen mother not her pawn?

Just use it wisely.

Ji Qingyao pretended to be a fool for 18 years, and she worked so hard to pretend. No matter how hard she worked, she coveted the seat of the Ninth Five Lord.

She walked slowly.

"Yao'er."

On New Year's Eve, His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty wandered in the back garden leisurely.

Seeing him, Ji Qingyao was startled first, then his eyes lit up and he ran over: "Father!"

She held Ji Ying's arm: "Father! The child apologized to the father, and the grandmother was in a depressed mood. It is inconvenient for the son to go away, but the heart of the son is for the queen, and the heart is for the father..."

Ji Ying patted the back of her hand, noticing that her body was slightly cold, and called the palace man to bring a cloak to put on her.

"It's cold, you are a daughter, how can you not pay attention? Father knows your intentions, and knows that you are in trouble, so there is no need to explain."

"The queen mother..."

"Although your mother is unhappy, how can she bear to blame you?"

"I still have to ask my father to speak well for my son and minister in front of my mother. My son feels guilty for not being able to enjoy the family banquet with his father and mother."

"Good to say."

"Where's the emperor?"

"He, he and the palace people set off river lanterns to pray for blessings."

"Pray for blessings? My child wants to pray for his father, queen, mother, and thousands of people in the Great Yan Dynasty. Will father and emperor go together?"

Ji Ying stopped and looked at her: "You lazy guy, you finally remembered your identity as a princess? You don't go to the snow-sweeping street on weekdays, because you lose the big, you are confused."

"But the boy really doesn't like to go. It's enough to have the father, the queen, and the emperor's brother to buy people's hearts. I'm a princess, so I can have fun and have fun, can't I?"

Ji Ying shook her head: "You dare to talk poorly in front of your father, how dare you say this to your mother?"

Ji Qingyao shrank his head and laughed: "I dare not."

"Don't dare? I think you are quite courageous."

The father and daughter of the Tian family went to the "Chasing the Lantern River" in the palace, and Princess Jiaorong happily walked ahead, never paying attention to the deep eyes of the current son.

The close relatives by blood, the intimacy that breaks the bones and connects the tendons, there is always a natural feeling in the dark.

This feeling is very mysterious, and the blood relationship is mysterious and indescribable.

He and Axiu had waited so hard for the birth of their child, and when he saw it for the first time, what aroused in his heart was not moved, ecstasy, but deep doubts.

The palace was in chaos that day, there were assassins and thieves, and the woman who had delivered the queen that day disappeared mysteriously. Judging by the emperor's prudence and father's heart, the seeds of doubt were planted early.

After 18 years of sharpening a sword, now, it is about to be unsheathed.