The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

On the fifth day of becoming the Crown Princess, the palace held a banquet for Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue didn't want to go because she had to see the queen mother and queen.

The night before the banquet, she hugged Li Zhao's waist tightly and asked him coquettishly if he could not go.

Li Zhao kept stroking Song Qingyue's back with his big palm. He loved the smooth and tender feel so much. He was thinking about how to make this delicate and hypocritical fairy agree to do it again, but he didn't understand what she said. , Hmm coping.

"Ow!"

There was a sudden stabbing pain in his waist, and he was ruthlessly pinched by the little goblin.

Then he withdrew his charming thoughts and said: "I was wrong, my lady say it again?"

Song Qingyue snorted twice and said, "I said, can I find a reason not to go to that damn palace banquet tomorrow!"

Li Zhao thought for a while, then said nonsense, "Why don't we just say that you are pregnant again, and you can't be tired?"

"fart!"

Li Zhao laughed, hugged her and rolled over, then pinned her down again.Song Qingyue stood up and struggled, strongly expressing her objection, but this guy seemed to be very excited tonight, he kissed her face regardless and said: "Baby, let's do it again, tomorrow you will say that you will have no way to serve His Highness the Crown Prince!" gone."

"Li Zhao, you bastard!"

This tossing lasted until the second half of the night, and Song Qingyue cried until the end of the night.After it was over, Li Zhao, a bastard, actually remembered an extremely important matter, and whispered it in Song Qingyue's ear.

At the beginning, Song Qingyue's moist eyelashes only trembled slightly, then she hummed lightly and softly, and then there was no more movement.

Li Zhao looked at her and sighed, how could she be so delicate and carefree.

Thought she had already passed out, hugged her and muttered: "It doesn't matter, anyway, I will know in a few days."

Unexpectedly, about 5 minutes later, Song Qingyue suddenly opened her eyelids, and stared at Li Zhao with round eyes: "You...you said...what?" Her voice became hoarse, and she could hardly speak, "Communication... Director, Father wants me to be the one?"

This guy Li Zhao fell asleep quickly, just a short while ago, he almost fell asleep, unexpectedly, it's not that the lady didn't hear it just now, it's just that she was extremely tired, and the reflex arc was a little longer.

After being kicked, the big bastard finally opened his eyes.

"What... do you mean?"

Li Zhao rubbed Song Qingyue's slender waist flatteringly, and patiently explained: "The officials were not satisfied with the selection of the father. I said that the eunuch should do it, but he didn't want to. I think After thinking about it, I told my father, or let you take over temporarily, and help cultivate talents by the way, and wait until I find a suitable candidate. After all, the telegraph is a new thing, and the technical principles involved here, father I don’t want to announce it yet. After much deliberation and deliberation, the only person who understands technology and is trustworthy is you.”

After finishing speaking, he kissed her face, and then laughed: "Didn't my lady always say that she wanted to make a woman an official? Don't you have high hopes for your girl named Qingzhi? No matter how good this girl is, she is really young At this point, it’s another girl, I’m guessing, let her become the third-rank official at once, no matter what, the stubborn old people in the court will not agree. Instead of making a fuss, or Find an idiot who doesn't know anything to be the forehand. It's better for you to go up in person and occupy the position first. Even if those old things want to make trouble, after all you have to worry about your status as the princess, I'm still here I'll support you from behind. Since you took this position, wouldn't it be easier to arrange Qingzhi in the future?"

In the middle of the night, Song Qingyue couldn't turn her head anymore. Hearing Li Zhao say so many words in one breath, she felt confused and couldn't turn around for a while.

"Be more concise!"

Another squeamish kick on the calf.

Li Zhaoqing cleared his throat and said, "Qingzhi is suitable, but she is too young, you take her place first, and we can make arrangements later!"

"Oh...it makes sense." She closed her eyes again, and after a long while, she said angrily, "Can we talk about this kind of thing before going to bed in the future? People will kill half your life, and you still have to hear about the real thing." , can the order be more reasonable?"

After saying that, she turned over, her back was facing Li Zhao, and she was wrapped up in a silk quilt.

Now I'm really going to sleep.

Li Zhao leaned close to her, hugged her from behind, kissed the top of her hair, closed her eyes with An Xin, and raised the corners of her mouth—her wish, he was about to help her come true.

Despite all the difficulties, he is working hard to make it a reality.

There is no better man in this world than him.

Hey!

Early the next morning, when Song Qingyue entered the palace with dark circles under her eyes, she kept calling someone a big bastard in her heart.

Because the queen is pregnant and the imperial concubine is ill, the banquet was prepared by Concubine You with great care.

It was useless to pour three cups of strong tea before departure. Sitting on the table, Song Qingyue felt like her eyelids had fallen from lead. Looking at the elegant cups, plates and dishes on the table, as well as the dishes that perfectly suit her appetite, Song Qingyue knew that the banquet had been prepared with a lot of thought.

But she just wanted to yawn and sleep!I feel a little ashamed of Concubine You!

I'm sorry, Concubine You, I blame that bastard Li Zhao, woo woo woo! (end of this chapter)