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

Su Qiruo didn't know what her parents were thinking. She only wanted to practice martial arts well and learn strategies well. In the future, she could be like the imperial grandmother and Master Fu, who could take one step at a time and see ten steps at a time, know the smallest things, and win the battle thousands of miles away.

Si Qianling was learning how to make dim sum from his father at home. Seeing his son's seriousness in learning step by step, Mrs. Lu was very pleased.

Although their sons were raised with a lot of pampering, they are still well-behaved and obedient. This is the pride of their elders.

Only three of the freshly steamed plum blossom cakes were cracked. Si Qianling tilted his head and looked at Mr. Lu: "Father, come and take a look."

Mr. Lu nodded with satisfaction, took out the three cracked cakes and put them aside.

 “Yes, it’s getting better and better.”

Si Qianling is still young, but he is already very good at what he has achieved.

“Then I’ll pick out a box and give it to sister Aruo. She also likes plum blossom cakes.”

Si Qianling carefully picked out the most beautiful six pieces of plum blossom cakes and put them in the food box, then called someone to deliver the cakes to His Royal Highness.

According to the rules, the food of ordinary people cannot be sent to the palace. However, Si Qianling is not an ordinary person. It is the favorite of the little emperor and grandson.

Ms. Lu sighed softly. The child is still young and does not understand the relationship between men and women.

When they get older, it would be fine if the two of them are happy with each other. But if one of them is just a brother and sister, then where will they go from here?

 Families like theirs shouldn't expect any extravagant love, but just want to be well-matched.

 As a father, he hopes that his son will be happy.

His Royal Highness Xiao Huangsun treats her son very well, but due to her status, she is destined not to be like an ordinary family in this life.

Although Si Qianling has a good temper, he is a person who cannot get rid of the sand in his eyes.

Now that His Highness is treating him well, he is certainly happy.

 But in the future, there will be more and more royal servants in the East Palace, how can he agree?

Picked up a piece of cracked snack and put it in his mouth. It had only a slight sweet taste, which His Royal Highness liked.

His Royal Highness the little emperor doesn’t like sweets, so his son, who loves sweets the most, doesn’t dare to add more sugar when making pastries.

Ms. Lu pursed her lips, not knowing whether it was good or bad to let them get along with each other so indulgently.

Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.

Can this friendship keep his son safe?

Si Qianling also picked up a piece of cracked plum blossom cake and took a bite, frowning slightly.

 “It’s still a little too sweet.”

Mr. Lu paused, savoring the pastries in her mouth, and tugged at the corners of her lips helplessly.

This is probably the least sweet plum blossom cake he has ever tasted.

　　That’s all, fate is determined by God, and it’s up to the children themselves to make the decision!

Thinking about the fact that she had met the head of the Protector's family before and that Rong Yun was planning to get engaged to the son of the Mu family of the General's Palace, Mrs. Lu couldn't help feeling envious.

 In fact, he hopes that his son can enter the residence of other nobles rather than the noble grandson of the young emperor.

Whether it is the Protector's Mansion or the General's Mansion, or the Taifu's Mansion, Weining Marquis' Mansion, or Zhenbei Marquis' Mansion, it is better than entering the palace wall.

Mu Jinyan is only one year older than Si Qianling, so he is really lucky to be appointed by the Protector's Office first.

The emperor has always been lenient to his subordinates, and the Duke Protector's Office and the General's Office are both members of His Highness the Young Emperor's Grandson, so he wouldn't mind if they got married.

The Mu family is a military general, and the sons of the family never enter the palace. General Mu's willingness to marry the Duke Guo must also be to cut off Mu Jinyan's future career choices.

Mr. Lu's eyes fell on his son. If the child was not still too young, he also wanted to settle the child's marriage quickly, and maybe he could avoid entering the palace.

But everyone knows that His Royal Highness the Young Emperor dotes on the young master of the Si family. Even the Emperor and His Highness the Princess Tainujun are sure that their son will become His Highness. Who can he find to marry him? The guards at the gate of the palace saw that people from the Prime Minister's Mansion came to deliver things to the East Palace again. They had long been used to it, so they took it with both hands and personally delivered it to Su Qiruo's yard.

Su Qiruo, who had just finished sword practice and was taking a bath, couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth when she heard Shen Si outside the door saying that Mr. Si had brought plum blossom cakes.

“You go and give Xiaoling the set of twelve zodiac signs that I got from the imperial grandmother today, and also ask the kitchen to cook a few of his favorite dishes and take them with you.”

 “Yes, I am resigning.”

After Shen Si took the order and left, Su Qiruo leaned on the edge of the bath and shook her sore neck.

 Recalling what her cousin told her about wanting to marry Mu Jinyan, she couldn't help but think of Si Qianling.

Most of the time, the royal family arranges for a married woman to be a married woman when the princess is fifteen years old. After they know the person, they will marry the prince at the latest when they are eighteen years old.

 Earlier, a lot of people got married at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

I heard the medical sages say that getting married too early is not good for both parties.

 Xiao Ling is two years younger than her. When she turns eighteen, he will be sixteen.

 This age should be more appropriate!

Then wait until she is fifteen to settle the marriage first, and tell everyone by the way that she does not need a housekeeper, she just wants to be with the person she likes.

With so many men in the palace, not only will it become a mess, but it will also cause a lot of trouble.

 If you meet the right person, one person is enough.

Su Qiruo rubbed her brows and shook away the unrealistic imaginations in her mind.

  She is different from her cousin, and the relationship between children is not suitable for her to consider at her current age. She only needs to keep an eye on Si Qianling and accompany him to grow up slowly.

The young man has his own ambition to reach the top of the clouds, and he can immediately fix the mountains and rivers with his sword.

At midnight, the light in the study was still burning.

Shenxing reminded him softly: "Master, it's late at night and it's time to sleep."

Su Qiruo glanced at the three memorials left on the corner of the table and replied: "This is the end of the review. There is no rush at this moment."

The imperial grandmother is getting older and her mother is in poor health. As the crown prince, she should share more of the burdens for the imperial grandmother.

Although the memorial given to her by the imperial grandmother was not of great importance, it was still relevant to the people of Dongling, so she did not dare not take it seriously.

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The sound of the pigeon's wings flapping, Shen Xing dodged and caught the pigeon.

He untied the small bamboo tube and offered it with both hands: "Master, this is news from the Prime Minister's Office."

Su Qiruo put down the brush in her hand and wondered why Si Qianling still wrote to her at this time, but still went to pick it up immediately.

Looking at the small words on the paper, Su Qiruo chuckled.

He ate too much at night, and the head of the Su family punished him to do calculations. He encountered a problem.

Taken out a thin charcoal pen from the drawer, Su Qiruo carefully wrote the answer under the question, and finally added a sentence asking him to go to bed quickly, and then handed it to Shen Xing to send the carrier pigeon out.

Shenxing was a little curious, but he knew who he was and didn't dare to ask more questions.

 Just what are these two little masters doing toying with the pigeons without sleeping in the middle of the night?

 After folding the last memorial, Su Qiruo stood up and said, "Send water over early tomorrow. I have to go and pay my respects to the Imperial Grandmother first."