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

Si Qianchen nodded heavily: "Xiaochen is very obedient. He studies well and practices martial arts. He also eats well and sleeps well."

Su Qiruo took off Si Qianchen from Si Qianling and held him in her arms: "Can the people in Zhuangzi serve you with all your heart?"

 “They treated Xiaochen very well.”

 The people who serve her in Zhuangzi are indeed very kind to her, and they all treat her like their little mistress.

Si Qianchen was asked some questions again, and the carriage took people directly to the inner courtyard.

Su Qiruo and Si Qianchen lived in the main courtyard, and Si Qianling lived in the courtyard next to her.

 The yard has been tidied up a long time ago, and the waiters have been waiting there for a long time.

Su Qiruo's carriage was not tiring to sit in. Si Qianling didn't even think about taking a rest after arriving at the yard. Instead, he called Dark Eagle and arranged many things.

Su Qiruo handed some useful evidence to Dark Eagle, and Dark Eagle left the village overnight.

“Actually, there is no need to rush.”

Su Qiruo and Si Qianling are not in a hurry. After all, Si Qianchen is still young and is not in a hurry at this moment.

 “She doesn’t know what she’s going to do if she doesn’t do something, just let her be!”

 The family was finally reunited. Si Qianling was in a good mood and didn't care much anymore.

The three of them lived more comfortably in Biezhuang than in Taoshu Village. The only difference was that Su Qiruo had been very busy since she came back and no longer had time to teach Si Qianchen in person.

 “Master, this is a message from Your Highness.”

 Hands of shadow will be given to you.

“There is no need to tell her that we have returned to Beijing for the time being.”

If Su Qi wanted to see the concubine again after the new year, she didn't want to tell her that she had returned to Beijing so early.

“Master, don’t worry, the news of your return has not been spread.”

Even those who were waiting in the village, except for a few people nearby, did not know that their master had returned. They only thought that their master's savior lived here. Su Qiruo opened the letter and looked at the contents, her face became increasingly ugly.

 “This eating appearance is really ugly.”

Ping Wang and An Wang should fight in the capital, but when they go to the battlefield, they should always agree to deal with the outside world.

However, these two idiots had lost their face to the barbarians, and they fought directly to compete for the credit of being a vanguard, which was a joke to everyone.

Yingyi took the letter handed back by Su Qiruo and scanned it briefly, then frowned.

That King Ping actually chopped off the hands of the deputy general, which was simply lawless.

 Wang An was not a very economical person to begin with, but now he was really busy.

 “Then master, do you want to take action?”

Yingyi was not sure about Su Qiruo's thoughts and whether she wanted to take care of it. In fact, they could definitely take the credit for themselves.

"Don't worry about them, let them fight, and let our people hide."

 The reason why she avoided this expedition was because she didn’t want to be the first person.

This credit cannot be said not to be hers, but even if it does belong to her, she cannot keep it.

No matter what the emperor's thoughts are, she has to avoid the edge and let others rush to the front.

The only thing Su Qiruo has to figure out now is how to lead the troops to send Si Qianchen back to Western Qin and take back the country for Si Qianchen.

If you just rely on the opinions of the emperor and the concubine, they will definitely not object, but if you are afraid that the remaining people will cause trouble in the middle and send Si Qingming a helper in the end, then the gain outweighs the loss.

Dongjing Kingdom can fight for internal strife no matter how hard it is, but if someone uses the lives of Dongjing Kingdom soldiers to pave the way for the rebels of Western Qin, she, Su Qiruo, will be the first to refuse.

 At that time, no wonder her sword does not accept the blood of her compatriots. (End of chapter)