Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover

  Actually, what Si Huaiyu said was correct, even without these favors, Si Qianling would not be able to escape the fate of being drafted into the palace due to his family status and his age of only two years younger than His Royal Highness.

  If there is really a childhood friendship with His Royal Highness, it may also be a chance encounter with his son.

   At least there is this friendship, even if there is no emperor's favor in the future, there will still be some memories.

   It can be seen that the emperor taught the little Huangsun very well, and she is definitely not that kind of ruthless person.

   "But it would be best if he didn't enter the palace. I'm afraid Xiao Ling won't be able to hold on to that kind of place where people cannibalize."

  Before, Mrs. Lu only cared about taking care of her two daughters and this naughty son, and never thought about that.

  Looking at it today, I realized how involuntary his son will be in the future.

  He only hopes that his son will find a confidant, even if the status is lower, it doesn't matter, as long as he is good to his son.

   "You don't have to worry too much. If you look at the emperor's treatment of the deceased queen, and then look at the empress's royal highness, you can see that not all the royal family are ruthless."

   It is not necessarily only ordinary people who can produce good women, and there are also some kind and righteous people among noble families.

"well!"

   After all, Mrs. Lu still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She glanced at her son again, and then saw the gentleness on the face of the empress dowager.

   That's all, the young master of the Rong family was also famous in the capital as gentle as jade. With such a father-in-law, at least he doesn't have to worry about being scolded.

   It wasn't until the banquet was over that his fat son was sent back by the empress herself.

   "Xiao Ling is very cute. When you have nothing to do in the future, Si Zhujun can bring Xiao Ling to the East Palace to play."

   Mrs. Lu hurriedly saluted, and then said with a smile: "This child is naughty and has caused you trouble."

   "It's not troublesome at all, I like Xiao Ling very much."

  The Empress Dowager touched Si Qianling's chubby face affectionately, and said with some reluctance.

   "From that day on, my minister will often bring his children to bother you, and I hope you don't dislike him."

  Lu Shi also figured it out, instead of avoiding it everywhere, it is better to try to make friends with the queen.

  No matter what the future holds, there will be no harm.

  For the sake of his son's future, he doesn't mind making good friends with the queen.

   "Then you have to come often, I will wait in the palace."

  Mr. Tai Nu warmly took Lu's hand and said happily.

"good."

   Mrs. Lu smiled sincerely, and then left.

  Si Qianling was hugged by Mrs. Lu, turned her head to look at Mrs. Tainu, and waved her little hand.

   "Uncle, Xiao Ling will come to see you next time!"

   "Okay, Xiao Ling must remember."

  The look of the two reluctantly parting fell in the eyes of Su Qiruo who was at the side, and Su Qiruo was taken aback for a while.

this…

   This is obviously her friend, but it looks like my father's friend.

  The next day there were rumors that the emperor intended to marry the son of the Si family to His Highness the young grandson.

  However, after waiting day after day, the imperial decree of marriage was not issued.

  Those envious and jealous families have finally settled down, who doesn't want to send a son into the palace to serve His Highness?

  Su Qiruo came back this day with a tired body, her legs were trembling.

  The queen mother came to deliver soup to her daughter. What she saw was that her hands and legs were trembling and she was drinking tea with trembling hands. The trembling appearance made people feel distressed and a little funny.

   "Your new Master Fu came from the battlefield. Although the training for you is a bit strict, it is for your own good."

  The Empress Dowager stepped forward and personally handed the soup to Su Qiruo, and said softly,

   "The hard work you put in today will be a life-saving talisman that can protect you tomorrow."

  Su Qiruo, as the future prince, must make a difference before taking the throne.

   Either leave Beijing to do some serious and serious cases and make meritorious service, or lead the army to go out and exchange a victory for the admiration of all the people.

  But no matter what it is, it is very dangerous.

  Only if you have high abilities, you will have a greater chance of survival.

   "Yes, my son understands."

  Su Qiruo had always admired General Fu, but now that she got used to her training methods, she didn't find it as difficult as it was at the beginning.

   "Then take a good rest and don't stay up too late at night."

  Although he feels distressed, he can't show it. This is the path his daughter must take as the future prince.

  If not, there is only one dead end waiting for them in the East Palace.

  If the daughter cannot sit in that position, no matter who climbs to the top in the future, they will not be able to accommodate their mother and daughter.

   Clenching her fists tightly, the queen mother left without looking back.

No pain No gain.

  After entering the palace, Si Qianling no longer stays in the mansion all day long.

  When Mr. Lu occasionally went out as a guest, he would bring him with him.

  Seeing more people, the little guy's manners are getting better and better.

  Su Qiruo would ask Si Qianyan to bring Si Qianling home with candied candied haws from time to time, and Si Qianling would also give her back a piece or two of his favorite snack.

  Spring goes and autumn comes, another year.

  Si Qianling entered the Taiyuan Academy when he was five years old, and went out with his fifth sister every day, followed by two waiters.

  An older man named Bai Wu took care of his daily necessities, and an older man named Bai Qing followed him closely.

  The little fat man was sent by his mother and father himself on the first day of school, and there were many five, six, seven and eight-year-old dolls with him.

  Everyone is cute and cute, so cute!

  Si Qianyan and the others gathered around the entrance of the academy, watching the group of little guys pointing and pointing, while disliking her younger brother who only ate and cried, while doting on his face, very contradictory.

  The dean personally welcomed the group of people in, walked around the academy, and then explained the life of the children in the academy.

  They are all children in the enlightenment class, and the content they learn is not complicated.

  The children sent by these aristocratic families have been taught at home, and they are not illiterate.

  Si Qianling was the youngest in the same group of students, so he sat in the first row.

  The chair seemed to be a bit high. He sat on it, his little feet couldn't touch the ground, so he could only sway.

  The elders squatted next to the child and ordered something, and they were still not at ease telling the servants over and over again to serve the master well.

  Under the reluctant eyes of the little Doudings, the adults left one after another.

  The teacher in the class is a very gentle young man, with a gentle and bookish air all over his body.

  Si Qianyan tugged on Rong Yun's sleeve, and whispered: "The longer your brother grows, the more he looks like a princess."

  Rong Yun was lying on the edge of the bed and looking in at his younger brother through the crack of the window. After hearing what his friend said, he thought about it carefully.

  Then nodded and said: "Nephew looks like uncle, it should be so."

   "That little Highness also looks like the Empress Dowager, so your younger brother looks a lot like the little Highness too! No wonder I look at that little face very familiarly, that's how it is."