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

   "I was at most the little overlord of Baihua City back then, but now your son is the little overlord of the capital, can that be the same?"

  Baihua Limo argued unconvincedly,

   "Look how powerful he is, he beat up the little princess again, how do you want me to see the queen in the future?"

  Speaking of which, the emperor is really kind to the Su family.

  These children of Su Qiruo are walking in the capital, and they have more face than the imperial daughters.

  Everyone knows that the emperor was ashamed of the Su family, and even wanted to give up the throne to make up for King Yong'an, but King Yong'an himself refused.

  Later, the emperor also handed over the Tiger Talisman to King Yong'an, and gave her all the soldiers and generals in the hands of the previous Su Xiao generals.

  Su Qiruo once joked that if the emperor trusted her so much, wouldn't she be afraid of her rebellion?

  The emperor said, if the Su family wants this country, she will offer it with both hands.

  For this cold throne, too many people she cared about died.

  If it wasn't for protecting the few remaining people she cared about, she wouldn't want the throne.

  Su Qiruo also swears in public that the Su family will always be loyal to the Beiyue Kingdom.

  Her Su family's allegiance has always been to the North Vietnamese country, not to any emperor.

  If the emperor is fatuous, she will never be slaughtered like her grandmother.

   At that time, she will kill the emperor herself, and ask her to apologize to the people of the world.

  Hearing what Baihua Limo said, Su Qiruo couldn't help but support her forehead secretly.

   This must have been taught by Su Ruoxing.

  Su Ruoxing has always disliked people in the royal family. Knowing that the emperor dotes on these children, he always encourages the younger son to beat the empress dowager to relieve his anger.

  Although the little princess is innocent, who let her have the blood of the old emperor!

   As everyone knows, it is precisely because of his instigation that he also instigated a love story that will last forever.

  After the princess became an adult, she begged to marry the young son of Yong'an Palace as the righteous monarch, and gave him a golden whip as a token of love in public, and promised that she would never accept servants for the rest of her life.

  Su Qiruo is both helpless and heartbroken, this child really has a tendency to be abused. She was beaten by her son since she was a child, and yet she dares to ask for marriage. She plans to be beaten for the rest of her life.

  Even if Su Ruoxing doesn't like people with the surname Zhou in the royal family, he really can't refuse the princess.

  The main thing is that this child is really kind to his little nephew, and he has been doting on him since he was a child.

  Since the two are in love, why should he beat the mandarin ducks?

  A lover should get married in the end.

  …

   "The Tai Tuo's Paranoid Husband"

   "Well, you little bitch, you dare to steal the snacks from the emperor's womb, see if I don't beat you to death!"

   "Beat him to death, the empress didn't like him when she was still there, who knows if he is the empress's child, maybe he is a bastard!"

   "Heh... you still dare to hide, see if I don't break your leg!"

   "Xiao Yezhong, I will throw this snack to the dogs, and I won't give it to you, bah!"

  …

  From a corner of the palace came the sound of insults and beatings from the youngsters. Those youngsters were all dressed in rich and luxurious clothes, and they were very dignified.

  The palace servants who followed him were not very old, and they would never be idle when they saw their master doing something.

  The child curled up at the feet of the crowd was wearing only a thin shirt that had been washed white, holding his head and enduring the fists that fell on him.

  Snowflakes fell profusely, and soon covered the blue bricks with a layer of white gauze.

  He didn't seem to feel the cold or pain, neither ran away nor screamed for pain.

  There was only an occasional muffled hum, which meant that the boy was still alive.

   "Stop! What are you doing?"

  The young woman in a dark blue brocade dress and a white cloak frowned and looked at the crowd, with disappointment and displeasure on Qing Jue's face.

   Not long after the late emperor passed away, these princes became more and more lawless.

  The teenagers who beat someone were all taken aback when they heard the voice, stopped their hands hurriedly, turned around with blushing faces and bowed to the person who came.

   "I have seen Master Taifu."

  The ears of the teenagers were red, and their eyes were full of embarrassment.

  Is there anyone in the capital who doesn't know this amazingly talented, glamorous and unparalleled Taifu, and which son doesn't want to marry into the Taifu's mansion?

   In just two decades, she is already an honor under one person and above ten thousand people.

  The little emperor studied and grew up at the knee of the Taifu, and the glory of the Taifu's mansion can be imagined in the future.

  Even the remaining naughty little princes in the palace tried their best to get into the eyes of the Grand Tutor.

   "Going to Taiyuan Academy to study all day, is it to learn the temperament of bullying more and less?"

  The princes Su Qiruo in front of me all recognize them, and they are very well-behaved in front of her on weekdays, and they are more sensible than the other, but they never expected that they would be so cruel behind their backs.

   "Teacher..."

  The Eighth Prince pursed his lips and was about to act coquettishly, but was so frightened by Su Qiruo's stare that he hurriedly stood up obediently, and didn't dare to say anything again.

  The eighth prince is the youngest among these princes, and he is only thirteen years old now, so Su Qiruo always treats him more tolerantly than others on weekdays.

   Who would have thought that a child of this age could be so cruel, he was really the emperor's son, and he didn't care about other people's lives.

   "Go back and copy all the palace rules a hundred times, and hand them over to me tomorrow."

  Su Qiruo said in a cold voice, and they immediately obediently complied, and ran away with the servants behind them.

  The young man lying on the ground saw the woman standing there clearly. She looked at herself against the white snow, her brows were slightly frowned, but it didn't affect that dusty and beautiful face at all.

  Rong Yao Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong.

  Even the gods who appeared in his dreams had never been so beautiful.

  The woman's figure seemed to be engraved in his heart, becoming more and more clear.

  She walked towards him slowly, and his heart, which had died long ago, seemed to be beating faster and faster.

   "Which palace are you a child? Why did you offend them?"

  Su Qiruo stepped forward to help the bruised young man, seeing that he was only wearing a thin shirt in the winter, and the shirt was even a bit too short, her heart trembled.

  The former emperor was also considered a benevolent monarch when he was in power, how could he treat the people in the harem so harshly?

   What's more, look at this child is only eleven or twelve years old, how much money can be spent on food and clothing.

   Could it be that he offended someone in the palace?

  These slaves are used to flattering the high and stepping down the low. This child is afraid that he will not be liked by the princes on weekdays, so he doesn't even have a decent dress.

  Took off the cloak and wrapped it around the boy, Su Qiruo knelt down and tied the belt on his collar for him.

  The cloak carried the scent of ink from her body, as well as a fragrance he had never smelled before.

  The young man sniffed his little nose lightly, only to feel that he had never smelled such a good smell.

  They called her Taifu, and they thought she was the emperor's benefactor, so this fragrance should be the ambergris from the imperial study.

  She, don't you think he's dirty?

  It is really a waste to put such a good cloak on him.

   His cold body gradually warmed up, but the wounds on his body also started to ache from the warmth.