The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

Until I returned to the house, the nausea had not disappeared. +++Mobile reading visit m.wuxiaspot.com An Changqing As long as you think about the crown princess knowing the prince’s mind, and even helping the prince give herself wine, you will have the cold feeling of being stared at by a venomous snake and insect.

After rubbing his arms, An Changqing was upset and muttered: "I have to take a bath quickly. I feel uncomfortable thinking about it."

The corner of Xiao Zhige's mouth raised, then he thought of something, and then suddenly sank. After a long time, he (touched Mo) (touched Mo) An Changqing's hair, and said, "Go. Leave the prince alone, he dare not do anything now."

"What about after that?" An Changqing muttered with a wrinkled face, obviously still being answered by the diaphragm.

"In the future..." Xiao Zhige smiled confidently: "Don't worry, he won't have a future."

An Changqing's eyes rolled, thinking that sooner or later this person would ascend to the throne and proclaim the emperor, the prince really had no future. I was a little bit happy: "I went to take a bath."

Under the hot water, when they saw the two of them return home, they had already prepared them in advance. An Changqing was soaked in the warm water, and felt that the whole person was warm, and she started to fall asleep...

Xiao Zhige waited in the room for a while, but never saw him come out. He walked to the door of the bath room uneasy and called him twice, but he didn't respond.

He hesitated for a while, but he didn't feel relieved, opened the thick curtain and walked in.

There was water vapor in the bath room, Xiao Zhige walked in and saw An Changqing lying naked on the edge of the bath tub. Xiao Zhige called him, and when he saw that he was not moving, he hurriedly walked over to help him up, only to see that he had closed his eyes and snored so much that he was asleep.

Xiao Zhige was silent, then couldn't help but curl his lips. Get a large cotton towel to wrap him up and hug him back to the room.

Probably because the alcohol power finally broke out, An Changqing fell asleep very deeply. No matter how Xiao Zhige played with him, he didn't react. His cheeks fluttered red, and Ya Hei's eyelashes trembled, setting off a mole of tears under his eyes, like a flying butterfly.

After drying his hair (dry gan) and putting on a soft shirt, Xiao Zhige also sweated. On the contrary, An Changqing curled up in the bedding unconsciously, sleeping alone sweetly.

Xiao Zhige looked at him and couldn't help but poked him in the cheek. An Changqing is thin, but his cheeks are unexpectedly soft. It's hard to let go with a poke. Xiao Zhige saw him sound asleep. I couldn't hold back and kneaded a few more times...until the person in his sleep was made to grunt impatiently, and then reluctantly stopped.

After Xiao Zhige washed and rinsed, he was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

Who knew he had not had time to lie down when he saw the person beside him kicked off the quilt, sat up and pulled the collar mutteringly, and complained vaguely: "It's so hot..."

An Changqing only felt the unprecedented heat. (Body shen) The heat inside his body radiated out in bursts, and it was so hot that he exhaled with his mouth open.

Standing up in a daze, An Changqing was about to go out barefoot: "I'll go outside to enjoy the shade."

Xiao Zhige looked at his cheeks flushed and his eyes were still confused, knowing that this was the stamina of the wine coming out, and he was still drunk. He quickly grabbed the person: "It's cold outside, be careful of catching the cold."

An Changqing refused to give up and yelled at him, "Let go of me, I'm hot..."

Xiao Zhige had no choice but to push the person back on the (bed chuang), searched for a while to find a fan, and coaxed: "You lie down, I will fan you and it won't get hot."

An Changqing was dubious, and finally lay down with her hands on her lower abdomen obediently, and then looked at him with a pair of drunken eyes. Xiao Zhige took a deep breath, covered him with the bedding to his abdomen, and shook the fan to fan him.

Feeling the cool breeze, An Changqing finally calmed down. Seeing his eyes closed slightly, Xiao Zhige was about to let down his fan with a sigh of relief, and then listened to him grumbling aggrievedly: "The stomach is uncomfortable..."

"Where does it hurt? I'll call the doctor?" Xiao Zhige frowned.

An Changqing squatted her mouth, grabbed his hand and placed it on her stomach, and muttered, "You rub it for me, so it won't hurt."

Amidst a layer of coat, but still could feel the slight warm touch under his palm, Xiao Zhige moved his palm stiffly, but was urged dissatisfiedly by An Changqing: "Push harder..."

Xiao Zhige didn't know how many times he sighed, so he resigned and rubbed his stomach with more strength.

After rubbing for a while, An Changqing began to stare in confusion again, with both hands around (touching Mo), coming (touching Mo), and after a long while (touching Mo), she suddenly widened her eyes and looked at puzzledly. Xiao Zhige: "Why doesn't the prince accompany me to sleep?"

Xiao Zhige's forehead bounced with blue veins, but he could only coax him warmly: "Now I'm going to sleep."

Then he opened the bedding and lay down next to him.

The contented An Changqing rolled into his arms and buried his face in his arms contentedly. Xiao Zhige looked at him vigilantly, and as expected, he raised his head again after a while, with a confused face: "Why doesn't the prince study for me?"

He clearly remembered that Xiao Zhige would study to coax him to sleep.

Xiao Zhige had to pat him on the back while memorizing military records to him.

An Changqing hummed a few times and was finally satisfied.

It's just that Xiao Zhige felt the (chest xiong) flapping and flapping eyelashes, knowing that he must not be asleep yet, and he was probably thinking of some strange thoughts again. Xiao Zhige didn't know for a while whether he should regret drinking these wines with him.

With a long sigh, Xiao Zhige felt that there was no movement in his arms. He was thinking whether he was asleep, but he heard him vaguely say: "You haven't kissed me yet."

Xiao Zhige: "..."

He only felt that his mind was blank for a moment, and he stared straight at the person in his arms.

An Changqing is also a bit shy, but now he is half drunk and half awake. Under the influence of alcohol, he has become bolder and thick-skinned. He blushed and complained: "I was kissing you before, now it's time for you to kiss me."

After talking, he closed his eyes tightly and waited for Xiao Zhige to kiss him a little shyly.

Xiao Zhige lingered, staring at him stiffly. Only one heart beats fast. It was a bit more nervous than when he first went to the battlefield.

Delayed to wait for a kiss (kiss wen), An Changqing opened her eyes again in confusion. Seeing that he hadn't moved, he stared at him aggrievedly and resentfully.

Xiao Zhige's heart was tightened by his sight, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times before he slowly leaned over and kissed his forehead.

"It's not here!" An Changqing was a little angry, raised her face and pouted, muttering and complaining: "The husband and wife are kissing each other, don't you like me because you don't want to kiss..."

Before he finished speaking, he was gagged by the man.

Xiao Zhige wanted to stop at the end, but the person in his arms was too soft and sweet, like the finest wine, and he couldn't let it go after someone had a taste.

The lips and teeth were tossed for a long time, and the two men separated breathlessly, looking at each other, both blushing and heartbeat. An Changqing retreated a bit, thinking of her previous unreasonable harassment, even flushed, Suo (sexual) buried her head in his arms, muffled and said: "I'm sleepy!"

After speaking, he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Only Xiao Zhige's heart was beating in the (chest xiong) cavity, and even the excitement of winning the first game was no better than a kiss at the moment. He tried his best to adjust his breathing, and finally managed to control the tumbling thoughts. But I saw the person in my arms hiding his face, only the roots of the (exposed) ears were red. I don't know if I really fell asleep.

The palm of his hand gently stroked the hair, and the corners of Xiao Zhige's mouth curled slightly, and he thought uncontrollably: Does his princess actually like him a little bit?

He lowered his eyelashes, stretched his arms to embrace the person, and hid the churning thoughts deeply.

One day, he will tell him to forget the others, and only hold him in his heart.

***

The next day is New Year's Day.

It's not dawn yet. An Changqing, who was awkwardly asleep, was called by An Fu.

An Fuxu whispered: "The prince has already risen, and he will enter the palace to congratulate him today."

Hearing entering the palace to congratulate him, An Changqing's chaotic head woke up, patted his forehead, and said anxiously: "Just wait for me to wash (more geng) clothes."

The rule of the Daye imperial family is not only to set up a palace banquet to reward the heroes on New Year's Eve, but also to receive the congratulations of hundreds of officials in Fengtian Hall on the first day of the new year. At the same time, the hand-written word "Fu" and many rewards were given.

An Changqing quickly packed herself up before going outside to look for Xiao Zhige.

Seeing him come out, Xiao Zhige put Wu Jin's spear aside. Take the fox fur held by An Fu and put it on him.

When An Changqing saw him, she recalled the unreasonable and unreasonable drunkenness yesterday, and she was a little embarrassed to say: "Wang Ye...was sleeping well yesterday?"

"It's okay." Xiao Zhige glanced at him meaninglessly and replied.

An Changqing coughed slightly, wondering what he meant by "okay". I can only bite the bullet and say: "I will drink less wine in the future."

Xiao Zhige let out a "um" this time, and added: "Occasionally, you can have a drink at home, but you don't need it outside."

An Changqing was guilty, and nodded hurriedly after hearing the words. The two talents are brought out together.

***

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, sacrifices to the family temple and celebrated by the officials.

After An Changqing entered the palace, he separated from Xiao Zhige. As a prince, Xiao Zhige had to sacrifice to his ancestors with Emperor Anqing. As a princess, An Changqing is going to the Queen Mother and Queen's Palace to ask An to receive the reward.

Before he left, Xiao Zhige was afraid that he would be made things difficult for him, so he confessed in a low voice: "Today, the harem concubine and the prince will be there. You only need to talk more and watch, guard against the prince and Shu Guifei, the queen and the queen. I shouldn't embarrass you today."

An Changqing responded and followed the palace people to the Queen Mother Palace.

At this time, the genius was bright, the palace was brightly lit, and An Changqing went in with the maid, and quickly raised his eyes and glanced around. The queen mother sits high, and from the left to the bottom are the queen and princess, concubine Shu and concubines. On the right side sits the princess, the princess and the princess wife and so on. An Changqing saluted first, and was led by the maid to sit down on the right side.

As soon as he appeared, everyone's eyes fell on him.

Concubine Shu Gui, who was heading down Hui, gave an eye (color), and saw Hui 嫔 covered her mouth and smiled: "The princess of the Northern Warfare is a busy person, and I didn’t see anyone at the palace feast day. Today, it was for me. seen."

An Changqing was neither overbearing nor overbearing: "On the day of the palace banquet, Changqing followed the prince in the east hall."

"Oh?" Hui Yan blinked and brushed her vermilion (color) nails over her temples, smiling and saying, "I thought it was the princess who didn't bother to be with us women..."

"How dare you." An Changqing lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, and said indifferently: "It's just that although Changqing is a princess, she is a man. She was afraid that she would be abrupt and disturbed the nobles and disturb Yaxing, so she followed the prince to the east hall. Your Majesty also knows.

Hearing that he moved out of Anqing Emperor, Hui Bi's face (color) changed, and it was hard to talk about it anymore.

Just then the eldest princess spoke again: "If the emperor brother has agreed, Huibi should say a little less. Otherwise, those who don’t know think you are dissatisfied with the emperor’s meaning."

Hui Bi closed her mouth angrily, and subconsciously went to see Concubine Shu Gui.

Concubine Shu Gui leisurely took a sip of the tea at hand, and said: "The princess always prefers the Northern Warlord, but she didn't expect that even his princess now protects it like this. Huibi will be given a big hat for two more questions. "

The eldest princess looked cold and arrogant: "Who I want to protect, it's not your turn to put your beak."

Concubine Shu Gui's face (color) sank, she was about to speak, but listened to the empress dowager in the main seat, patted the table and said: "Okay, I won't say a few words."

The author has something to say: Here: I will not drink anymore.

Counseling: ...you can drink a little with me. (Abacus

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Today is drunken enthusiasm! Counseling was secretly refreshed but didn't say anything,