The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

After Qingyunshan's Zhuangzi bought it, An Changqing found craftsmen to repair it again, clean it, and sweep it. After such repairs, it was already in the twelfth lunar month. +++Mobile reading visit m.wuxiaspot.com

Seeing that the Laba Festival was approaching, the palace passed a will to summon An Changqing and Xiao Zhige into the palace.

According to the royal custom, as the princess of the Northern War, An Changqing will enter the palace together with Xiao Zhige to give thanks on the day after the wedding. It's just that the few in the palace didn't like Xiao Zhige, and An Changqing was a male princess. Although it was a good thing for all parties, she felt that she was right. Then (gan gan) quickly gave grace to save the two of them from entering the palace, please peace.

Therefore, An Changqing has not yet entered the palace.

After sending away the **** who gave the oral instruction, An Changqing frowned. At this time in the previous life, the palace did not announce them to visit the palace. After his previous marriage, he never left the palace again. He didn't enter the palace with Xiao Zhige until there was a banquet in the palace on New Year's Eve.

There are many rules in the palace. After entering the palace, his eyes are even blackened, and he is afraid of embarrassment to anger Xiao Zhige, and he is even more cautious.

At that time, the empress dowager and the queen also summoned him, but he didn't dare to talk more and read more. He just nodded his head in a promise, anyhow, he had to deal with it, but he didn't even see what those people looked like.

Now called into the palace in advance, An Changqing is worried about whether something has changed, but also worried that he will get into trouble. But he stroked and stroked the things that had happened since his rebirth (fafa), but he didn't want to understand what went wrong, so he asked the queen to call him into the palace in advance.

Unable to find the reason, An Changqing could only be vigilant secretly, thinking that there are still two days, at least to learn the rules of the palace first. In the palace, there is a grandmother who came out of the palace. It's just that there is no female family in the palace, and it has never come in handy.

Now An Changqing can call people to ask about the rules of the palace and the matters needing attention.

"You don't need to learn this." Xiao Zhige stopped An Fu who was going to pass on the mother, and turned his eyes to An Changqing: "You will follow me then, they will not embarrass you too much."

An Changqing hesitated: "But... will this be the case?"

The corner of Xiao Zhige's mouth curled, and his expression was slightly cold: "The more I handle, the worse the reputation, the happier they are."

An Changqing was stunned for a while, and then he thought of all kinds of rumors that had spread outrageously, and then she understood.

A prince who holds a heavy soldier in his hand, but has no mother's support, has no emperor's heart, and is doomed to lose his succession qualification. If he had a good reputation and became a hero of Daye, then waiting for him would only be countless bright spears and secret arrows.

The first one who could not tolerate him was Emperor An Qing sitting in the supreme position.

Only as it is now, with a reputation of being infamous and brutal, and unpopular, can Emperor Anqing dare to continue to give him the military power and let him guard the north for himself.

This is the result that the palace wants to see, and it is also the result that all parties in the court want to see.

An Changqing raised his eyes and stared at him. The man Da Ma Jindao sat aside, his back was as straight as a spear, and he sat quietly there, as stable and reliable as a mountain, as if countless heavy burdens could not overwhelm him.

But An Changqing had seen him crushed.

He grabbed the emotion in his eyes and suddenly understood the loneliness of the emperor in the past. In the previous life, he obviously had the chance to win, but he chose to let the Imperial Guards command to open the gate; obviously there was still a way to survive, but he chose to decree himself in Qiwu Palace alone...At that time, he should have been tired of it.

Iron-clad spear, alone guarding this big Yejiang Mountains, was scolded by the people, no one understood. Even the self who should have been closest to him regards him like a scourge, fearing to escape. So in the end... he finally chose to let go.

Since this country can't keep it, then it won't keep it; since they call him a tyrant, then he will be a tyrant.

The people of the world will bear him, and he will also bear the people of the world.

In the end, lonely came, and left alone.

An Changqing spit out a sigh of breath, suppressed the sore nasal cavity, suddenly stood up, walked to him and squatted down, covered the back of his hand with both hands, slightly raised his head and said, "But I don't want to hear them say you You are obviously...so good."

Xiao Zhige suffocated his breath and stared at him with deep black eyes. After a long time, his Adam's apple slid up and down, making a hoarse voice: "You don't want to listen, so don't let them say."

The words were always domineering, but An Changqing felt that the man’s cold face had become cute. He lay his face on his knee and rubbed his hand: "Well, so this time I enter the palace, I have to behave well. So as not to shame you."

Xiao Zhige's heart was slightly hot, his fingers curled up, and then he stiffly covered the top of his head, stroking it along the black hair: "I won't lose face."

"So I still have to call my mother. At least the rules can't go wrong."

An Changqing raised her head, her soft and smooth hair slipped along her fingers, Xiao Zhige shook his hands in a loss, and said, "Okay, listen to you."

***

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, An Changqing and Xiao Zhige entered the palace together.

An Changqing got up early that day, and the dresses she saw in the palace had been prepared long ago. Because he is a man, he doesn't need to dress like a woman, so he only put on a complicated dress.

Xiao Zhige also put on the prince's dress, the pattern on the dress is the same as him, only Xiao Zhige is black and red (color), and An Changqing is white and red (color). The two are tall and strong, and the other is slender and handsome. They have two completely different temperaments, but when they stand in one place, they unexpectedly fit together.

Even An Fu sighed in a low voice: "Looking like this, the prince and the son are really good matches."

An Changqing quietly pursed the smile on his lips, Xiao Zhige glanced at An Fu, although he didn't say anything, his expression was very soft.

The two packed up and went out together.

When I went out, there was snow drifting outside, and the groom came over in a carriage, and the heater in the car only burned up soon, and it was still chilly. As soon as Xiao Zhige opened the curtain, he withdrew again and asked Wang Fugui to go to the warehouse to fetch his fox fur cloak.

The fox fur cloak is made of a rare silver fox he hunted in Yanzhou. The background (color) is snow white, but the tip of the hair is silver gray (color). It looks like a silvery glow in the bright light. After the cloak was sewn, it was kept in the storeroom because he learned martial arts to withstand the cold, so it was useless. At this time, it happened to be used by An Changqing.

Wang Fugui came over with his cloak, Xiao Zhige took it and shook it away and put it on An Changqing carefully.

An Changqing is indeed a bit cold. Although the dress is very complicated, it does not keep warm. At this time, his fingers are cold. Only after Xiao Zhige put the cloak on him did he cut off the cold wind outside.

Fasten the laces, and Xiao Zhige said, "Go up."

An Changqing smiled at him and stepped on the horse bench. Xiao Zhige does not ride a horse today, but also accompanies him in a carriage. An Changqing, wrapped in thick fox fur, with his hands warmed by Xiao Zhige, drove towards the palace gate in the swaying carriage.

After two gates, when you reach the gate of the inner palace, you have to get off the carriage and transfer to the soft sedan to enter. The two of them got on the sedan separately, and they were carried by the palace staff, one after the other, dangling to the Kunyi Palace where the Queen Mother was.

Without the big stove, An Changqing rubbed her hands, breathed into the palm of her hand, and opened the car curtain to look out.

The palace is no different from what he remembered, but it was not as lifeless as he remembered. Because the new year is approaching, there will be a banquet in the palace, and the palace ladies and eunuchs are all dressing up, and you can see the palace people rushing to and fro.

The soft sedan shook for nearly two quarters of an hour before reaching Kunyi Palace.

An Changqing got off the sedan chair, rearranged her clothes, and handed the fox tuo to the waiting maid before stepping into the Kunyi Palace with Xiao Zhige.

The earth dragon was burning in the inner hall, and a warm fragrant wind rushed into the door. An Changqing did not squint, and followed Xiao Zhige to see you.

"Give a seat." The queen mother slowly raised her hand, and the maid brought two chairs. An Changqing and Xiao Zhige sat down and finally saw the true face of the Queen Mother and the Queen.

The Queen Mother is nearly 60 years old, but she looks only in her early 50s, with a kind face, with a string of Buddhist beads in her left hand, she looks very approachable; the Queen is sitting in the lower head of the Queen Mother, her facial features are bright, and her body is slender. Shi Zheng looked at An Changqing with a smile, and said, "A few days ago, I was sympathetic to your newlyweds, and I didn't ask anyone to call you into the palace. I entered the palace just today, so I would give the rewards I had previously prepared together. You say that my eccentricity as a mother makes me love the prince concubine."

The queen mother swept across An Changqing, slowly twisting her hands on the Buddhist beads.

An Changqing lowered his eyes, and said in his heart, here comes.

It's just that he was prepared, and just pretended to be horrified at this time: "Changqing doesn't dare. The prince is noble and the eldest-in-law. It should be the mother's love. Changqing and the prince have no complaints."

"That said, but after all, they are all children raised by me. A bowl of water still has to be leveled, and I can't bear any grievance." The queen smiled and motioned to the maid beside her to bring the reward up: "Look if you like it or not. ."

An Changqing quickly stood up to thank you. On the tray brought by the palace maid, there were jade pendant paintings and calligraphy and other rewards, all of which were shared by men.

Accepting the reward, An Changqing took his seat again, and heard the queen say again: "The prince and Zhi Ge are two sons under my knees. The prince married early and the children will walk. Now only Zhi Ge makes my palace uneasy. Now he finally Getting married, it’s time to open up branches and leaves..."

An Changqing's heart sank, listening to her continue: "You newly married Yaner, the queen does not want to make you feel like a **** in your room, but you are impatient, Changqing, you are a princess. , The one who should persuade is still to persuade, and he can’t just do it all on his own mind, there must be a bloodline..."

An Changqing looked down, thinking quickly about the intention of her remarks. With a sudden change of mind, I quickly came up with a countermeasure.

Suddenly he got up, flirted with his clothes, knelt down on the ground sturdily, and knocked his head: "Please convict the emperor's grandmother and the mother's queen. Changqing can't follow her life."

"This child..." The queen was startled, and repeatedly asked people to help him up.

However, An Changqing knelt and refused to get up, raised her head stubbornly, and said loudly: "Changqing has long made an appointment with the prince with a white head. In this life, I only hope that the two will stay together and the white head will not leave. "

The author has something to say: #真假#

Counsel (anxi): Really?

Here: Huh? Fake, to deceive the queen.

Persuaded:...? (Fall mouth