The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

There were not many subordinates in the general's mansion, and the few subordinates were gradually bought after An Changqing came to Yanzhou. +++Mobile reading and visiting m.wuxiaspot.com, the two did not meet a few people, but they were not afraid of being seen. All the way from the study to the main house, we had to pass through the corridor and the small garden. The one or two people who came across by chance, all bowed their eyebrows and stood on one side, not daring to take another look.

An Changqing was lying on the man's broad back, and he could feel the blood pulse on the side of his neck on the side of his cheeks, once and then, as calm and powerful as him. An Changqing turned her face slightly, her long eyelashes swept across the sensitive neck, a kind of itchy feathers. Before Xiao Zhi made a sound, he felt a slightly hot, moist (kiss wen) on the side of his neck.

He suffocated his breath, staggered under his feet, and steadied (shen) his body before screaming: "Don't make trouble." He said it was an accusation, but he didn't see annoyance, but his cheeks tightened a little.

An Changqing smiled and groaned, not afraid of him at all, but tightened his neck tightly, rubbing lightly on his neck, the feeling of warm skin touching is fascinating, and you can even feel the blood of the other party when you touch him closely. Beating, people have a strange sense of peace of mind.

Xiao Zhige held his legs with both hands, unable to stop him, so he could only let him go wild. Only clear blue (colored) blood vessels burst out from the forehead and the side of the neck, which seemed to be patient--in front of An Changqing, he had always had no willpower to speak of.

The road that was not long seems to have become far away.

An Changqing grasped the degree, and saw that his jaw line became tighter, and finally settled down. He tilted his head and put his lips to his ears. The man's ears trembled and dyed a little red.

He curled his eyes and whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, I can't bear to die."

Xiao Zhige paused. This time he was really annoyed. He said in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

An Changqing smiled and told him to put himself down. The two passed by the small garden in the front yard. The garden view (color) can be seen in the cloister. There is no one around, except for the occasional bird song, which is very comfortable.

There are seats on the inside of the railing of the wooden corridor. Xiao Zhige wiped the seats with the hem of his robe before placing An Changqing on the seats.

An Changqing looked up at him. The man's eyes were still filled with sorrow, and his two sword eyebrows came together to squeeze out the "Chuan" line. But even so, he still wiped the dust off his seat carefully and thoughtfully. But in fact, these railing seats are scrubbed every day, so where is the dust? It's just that he has a cherished heart.

This person is always like this, and everything related to him always reveals his unique warmth in silent and subtle places.

An Changqing suddenly understood his thoughts.

They once made a wish to stay with each other and live and die together. Xiao Zhige kept his vows and never wavered, but he became greedy because of the unexpected arrival of the child in his belly.

It was originally said that it was only the two of them staying with each other and staying alive. But he was willing to take risks for the sake of his children, and never considered the possibility of leaving him alone in case of an accident (sexual xing).

Seeing the man's silent face, An Changqing had a choice in her heart. He stretched his eyebrows, stood up and took the initiative to hold his hand again, and said softly: "I haven't forgotten the wish that I made on the night of the Lantern Festival."

An Changqing looked straight into his eyes. The man was facing the small garden, his eyes reflected the scorching sun and blue sky outside, as well as his shrinking figure. He restrained his smile and said seriously: "I am very reluctant to bear this child, but I promise you that if Doctor Hu can't control the risk of production, we will not want this child, and I will never take my own (sexual xing) Going to take risks, you believe me, okay?"

Xiao Zhige condensed him, his throat rolled several times, and for a long time, he hugged him in his arms before he responded hoarsely: "Okay, I believe you."

Stretching his arms around his waist in response, An Changqing pressed his face against his (chest xiong) mouth. Secretly bent his eyebrows.

Later, the two went back to the main courtyard together holding hands. After returning, Xiao Zhige called Hu Shifei again and asked him about the caesarean section. Although Hu Shifei is occasionally unreliable, he is very reliable in important matters. He read the manuscript twice from the beginning to the end, then went to ask Mrs. Guo some questions, and he had a general idea in his heart. Therefore, the explanation to the two is clear, and it is at least 80% sure.

He had said this before, but at that time Xiao Zhige was panicked by the words "caesarean section" and couldn't hear anything at all. At this time, after listening to Hu Shifei explaining it from beginning to end, and enumerating the intractable diseases that he had encountered that required a laparotomy, his expression finally eased a little. Although his face (color) was still gloomy, he didn't refuse any more.

After persuading Xiao Zhige, Hu Shifei gave An Changqing the peace pulse again, confirmed that some of them were all good, and babbled endlessly about the matters that must be paid attention to before leaving the general's mansion.

An Changqing has been pregnant for more than four months now. Although she has not been pregnant yet, her pregnancy is more obvious. I have a big appetite, lethargy, afraid of heat...I keep it delicious and drink every day, but my stomach is not big, but I am round again. The original thin cheeks have a feeling of fleshiness.

"Doctor Hu said that the risk is not high, but the wound after caesarean section is big and needs to be raised for a while. The prince should be relieved now?" An Changqing leaned over to hold his cheek, squeezed it up, and gave it to him abruptly. Play with a smile,

Without outsiders, he took off his robe and shoes and socks. At this time, he was kneeling on the bed wearing a silk shirt, with his long hair scattered behind him, giving him a sense of seductive charm out of thin air. It's just that he didn't realize it at all, he was still winking, trying to make Xiao Zhige smile.

Finally smiled as he wanted, Xiao Zhige tidyed up the loose plackets for him, and said straightly: "I will ask Hu Shifei for some fish bladder someday."

I didn't know An Changqing's special physique before, but now that I know it, I still have to let him suffer once, but Xiao Zhige doesn't plan to have another time.

Unexpectedly, he would talk about this in broad daylight. An Changqing blushed, let go of his face, and muttered in a low voice: "You want it, what do you tell me?" After speaking, he pulled the soft-soled shoes. I went to read a book by the window.

Xiao Zhige looked at his faint figure through the bamboo curtain, his eyes softened.

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Zhou Helan's caravan did not immediately return to the south.

He traveled from Guangyang, Gyeongju to Ding'an, Yuzhou, and then passed Suzhou before arriving at Yanzhou. When he set off, in addition to Yuze's sweet potatoes, he also bought a lot of fashionable gadgets from the south, especially some exquisite jewellery and rouge. Selling while walking along the way, and replenishing goods at any time, when they arrived in Yanzhou, they also made a lot of silver taels. In addition, many gadgets were left as gifts for An Changqing and others.

More than a dozen carts of sweet potatoes have been taken away, and all the caravan guards have been rewarded. Now that there is nothing wrong, they all went shopping in the city and wandered around. Zhou Helan lived in the General's Mansion, and was opening the cage she had brought, and asked An Changqing to pick it first.

An Changqing has never been to the south. Seeing these little gadgets in the south, he was dazzling. He was holding a flying wooden bird and looking around, and saw Zhou Helan holding a more delicate small wooden box. Coming over, said, "These are women's balm and rouge. They are all bought in the big rouge shop in the south. I specially left a box for the old lady and the young lady." He pointed to another box and said: "Here The heads are all fashionable fabrics from the south, and they are also reserved for the old lady and the young lady."

An Changqing's heart moved slightly, put down the wooden bird she was playing with, and looked at him inquisitively: "Helan is interested. Your mother is in a state of recuperation and is not suitable for long-distance travel. This time, she did not come to Yanzhou together."

Zhou Helan nodded: "I know, as my mother said in her letter."

"Then her old man mentioned your marriage?" An Changqing changed the conversation and said with a smile: "When my mother came to Yanzhou, Mrs. Zhou asked her to bring you a message, saying that if you meet a woman that suits your heart, But tell her that she will propose you a marriage."

"Unexpectedly." Zhou Helan lowered her head and narrowed her eyes, and said indifferently: "A man starts a business first and then a family. How can I talk about starting a family before I have a career? Even if someone doesn't dislike it, I'm afraid that I will be wronged."

An Changqing couldn’t see anything from his face. She only thought that she wanted something wrong, so she didn’t continue to probe, but said: "If you meet a girl you like in the future, your mother is not in Yanzhou, you can also be called a mother. Promote marriage for you."

After Zhou Helan thanked him, she took the account book to report to Xiao Zhige on the operating status of the rough jadeite. An Changqing thought for a while, holding the wooden box, and asked the next person to carry the cloth to Yu's yard.

Yu and An Xianyu still live in a courtyard. In their spare time, the mother and daughter will go out and walk with the guards, and more often, they will read books at home and be female celebrities. When An Changqing passed by, Yu and An Xianyu were tracing flowers.

Seeing An Changqing coming, Yu put down his needle and thread to meet him, looking at him with concern. An Xianyu quickly took the wooden box in his hand and put it aside, blinked and teased: "You can't be tired now."

An Changqing patted her forehead: "Naughty." Then she turned and asked the next person to carry the cage into the house, and the mother and son sat together to talk.

"Helan also brought a lot of cloth and rouge balm when he returned to Yanzhou. This is specially reserved for you. I asked someone to send it over when I was free." An Changqing pointed to the wooden box and Box cage.

Yu opened it and looked at it. Sure enough, there were all kinds of exquisite porcelain jars in the wooden box. When he opened it, they were all delicate balm and rouge. The balm has different floral scents; there are also many rouge (colors), some are stable and deep (color) suitable for women like Yu's, and there are delicate and light (color) suitable for daughters who are not out of the pavilion. At first glance, it was carefully selected.

An Xianyu is a daughter, very curious about these unseen ointments and rouge, holding the east and looking at the west and smelling it, her expression is very happy. An Changqing had a thought, and suddenly said, "Yu'er is not young, should we talk about marriage?"

The Yu family looked at the much more lively little daughter, and sighed: "In Yejing, some people came to the door to speak for the matchmaker, but they all came under the power of you and the prince. I rejected them all. Really good people, I'm afraid it will be. I can't look down on a biological mother like me."

She took An Xianyu to live in Zhuangzi outside Yejing for so long. Although she didn't say it clearly, many people probably saw that An Changqing was at odds with her biological father and only took their mother and daughter out of the house. Although it hindered the face of the Imperial Palace of the Northern Warfare, it was difficult to spread some ugly things, but there was no good family to come to kiss. An Xianyu's marriage was so delayed.

An Changqing disagrees, saying that high-end marry women low-end marriage, but An Changqing never thought of telling An Xianyu a prominent marriage. In the previous life, she was married high, but she was wronged, and An Changqing couldn't even support her. In this life, she does not ask her to be rich and honorable, but to have a confidant to protect her peace and joy throughout her life.

"In fact, it may not necessarily be in Yejing." An Changqing said slowly: "The lieutenant Qi who came back to the mansion is also not bad..."

The Yu family still remembered Qi Wei, and nodded in recollection: "The lieutenant Qi was born with great looks and steady speech and deeds. He is indeed a good man."

An Changqing looked at An Xianyu narrowly: "What do you think of Yuer?"

An Xianyu looked down at the rouge in her hand, pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice: "That person is pretending to look at it." She looks so polite and polite. She wants to have a pair of eyes on her when she eats, she is obviously very frivolous. .

She hesitated for a while, but still mustered the courage to say: "I don't want to marry someone so early." After talking about it, she looked at An Changqing expectantly: "When I went back to the street, I saw the government's Zhang Bang and said that a women's school would be established. Go to school to be a sir."

The author has something to say: Counsel: Hu Shifei should prepare more fish bladder, otherwise it is not enough.

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ps: In ancient times, fish maws were used as condoms.