It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

    The emperor above ten thousand people said that he was disappointed in you, no matter if you are wrong or not, you have to confess your guilt first.

    The emperor saw Wang Qingqing confessing his guilt with a good attitude, the anger in his heart subsided a little, he snorted coldly: "Get up!" Then he tossed his sleeves and took the lead into the hall.

    Wang Qingqing followed behind the emperor and followed in. The emperor had already sat down on the main seat in the main hall. : "Please show your majesty, concubine, where is the crime?"

      It's not to put on a jealous face to compete with the concubines and concubines in the harem."

    As soon as the admonition was finished, the emperor's heart started to rise again, he stood up and took two steps to Wang Qingqing, bent down | looking at Wang Qingqing, who was half-squatting and salute: "One country's Mother, set an example for all women in the world, Ah Qing, don't you know where you are wrong?"

    "The concubine has been in charge of the backyard for His Majesty since he dived into the mansion. Except for the six princes who died of dystocia and the eldest princess who died of a cough, all of His Majesty's eight sons and twelve daughters are in good health, and all the concubines and concubines in the harem There are only ten people who have died, and looking around, all the lords in the court are juxtaposed with nobles and nobles, which one has a backyard as clean as His Majesty's harem?" Wang Qingqing bowed her head and said a long list of words to the emperor with an unfazed expression.

    The hem of the bright yellow clothes that was dangling under Wang Qingqing's eyes suddenly became silent and motionless.

    "The concubine has been instructed by the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager since childhood, and the two concubines' admonitions will never be forgotten for a moment. One wrong step." Wang Qingqing asked unswervingly: "I hope your majesty will make it clear, where does the crime of concubine and harem women come from?"

    "Where did it come from?" The still clothes began to sway back and forth in Wang Qingqing's eyes: "The imperial concubine was just tired from taking care of the third child last night, and I didn't have time to give you the time this morning. Just be safe, look at you!"

    The voice of His Majesty the Emperor was full of ice ballasts: "Mother of a country, you have a headache because of such a big matter of sesame and mung beans in the palace? Are you angry? "

    "Your Majesty! No matter which concubine you love in the harem, when did the concubine express dissatisfaction because of such a thing? The concubine is in charge of the harem. If you want to target the favored concubines, there are many ways to make them I can’t tell you the pain, why bother embarrassing them in front of everyone’s eyes?” Wang Qingqing raised her head, revealing a pale face, and her body was shaky in salute: “Because she is the mother of a country and the head of the harem, her concubine even fell ill. Is it bad?"

    The emperor, who was originally full of anger, saw Wang Qingqing, whose lips were bloodless and his face was pale and trembling, and his anger was full of anger. He helped him up and asked with a bit of concern, "Aqing, what's wrong with you?"

      Going up, the pampered Emperor added a bit of strength to support Wang Qingqing, who was completely weak.

    His Majesty the Emperor personally helped Wang Qingqing to the chair and asked with concern: "You have always been healthy, why do you suddenly have this symptom? Have you called an imperial doctor? "

    "Your Majesty don't need to worry." Wang Qingqing made a Xizi holding her heart: "It's just a sudden heart palpitation."

    "A heart palpitations occur? What disturbs you?" His Majesty the Emperor continued to ask with concern.

    Wang Qingqing was happy to tell him that she covered her face with the handkerchief in her hand and choked: "The third prince can read, and the seventh prince is also fat and cute. Now, I can go to study with my brothers now."

    Wang Qingqing said this with sincerity, and the deep sadness in her tone could fill the entire hall.

    When I mentioned this, the emperor's mood also began to deteriorate. Although he has a lot of children, the first son of the middle palace is different from the other one. Besides, the queen grew up with him since childhood. Although he thought the Queen's temperament was dull and uninteresting, he didn't have any affection for her. Seeing that the Queen's flower letter years had passed and her knees were still desolate, he really couldn't bear it.

      What do you think of Gong as your company?"

    Nothing, this idea is utterly rotten, isn't the original person killed because of this lousy idea?

    Thinking about the original body in her life, Wang Qingqing couldn't help but want to ask her personally: As a queen who is under one person and above ten million people, is the various palace affairs not complicated enough, or can you enjoy Not enough fun stuff? Is it bad to eat, drink and do something? Why don't you think about raising someone else's child?

    Wang Qingqing, who was hiding behind the veil, rolled her eyes and directly rejected His Majesty the Emperor's proposal: "Thank you, Your Majesty!

      If you come to Changchun Palace to live with you, naturally you shouldn't pick up one or two alone, otherwise, wouldn't it make other children feel resentful?"

    "Resent?" The emperor disagreed with Wang Qingqing's words: "You are the queen of a country and their first-mother, how dare they complain against you?"

    Why don't they dare?

    Wang Qingqing really wants to roll her eyes at the first-class noble person in front of her, and raise her under the name of her niece. This is a big temptation for any ambitious prince. If they were not selected, why did they dare not complain?

      Asshole!

    The chosen one hated the original body to the core. Since I was chosen, why don't you give everything to help me up? Because I am not biological? Since you don't want to help me rise, why choose me to accept the hostility and targeting of my brothers?

    The original body just wanted to raise a child, but as a result, everyone around was dissatisfied, and in the end, he was tortured and lost his life, why bother? Wang Qingqing would definitely not do such a thankless thing.

    She shook her head firmly at His Majesty the Emperor: "No matter what the princes and princesses think, as their first-mother, apart from the future prince, I will treat the rest of the children. , the concubine must have a bowl of water level."

    Seeing with her own eyes that Wang Qingqing's face became better after taking the medicine, His Majesty the Emperor hesitated and said: "Aqing, your body is not properly taken care of, why don't you ask the imperial concubine to help you fight Manage the palace affairs? With her sharing the burden for you, you can relax more quickly."

    "Your Majesty, your concubine and His Majesty have been living together since they were three years old. Your Majesty should know a lot about concubines." Wang Qingqing looked out from the gate of the palace and looked at a bunch of flowers in the courtyard Shu said indifferently: "Do you remember what the queen mother said before she left? 'Aijia handed over the emperor and the harem to you. You have to take care of the emperor for me and take care of the harem until the day you die'."

      Send your concubine to the imperial mausoleum!"

    Send to the imperial mausoleum? How did the Empress of the Central Palace get to the Imperial Mausoleum? In addition to being dismissed and assigned to the imperial mausoleum to keep the spirit, and after his death, he was buried in the imperial mausoleum.

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    He can't bear it? Does he feel sorry for himself? His Majesty's nonsense, Wang Qingqing, is not a word of faith.

    Either Concubine Gao is thinking of the third prince, and now she wants to take power.

    No matter what the reason is, Wang Qingqing will never let go of the power in charge of the harem. Do you want to stab the enemy to death with your own hands?

    His Majesty the emperor who was rejected was a little uncomfortable, Wang Qingqing kindly found him to go down the stairs: "The third prince has already started to study, although there are gentlemen who teach knowledge, it is inevitable that the imperial concubine will take care of him. In daily life, the Ninth Princess is still young and cannot be separated for a moment, and the two children are enough for the imperial concubine to be busy, and the concubine will not work for her."

    "Yes." His Majesty the Emperor nodded slightly: "If you can support your body, I will of course trust you the most."

    "Thank you, Your Majesty." Wang Qingqing stood up and saluted: "My concubine should share your worries for Your Majesty."

    His Majesty the Emperor, who had nothing to gain, felt bored, stood up and was about to leave, Wang Qingqing hurriedly stopped him: "Your Majesty, the concubine proposes to promote Zhao Guiren."

    "This..." Wang Qingqing's proposal embarrassed the emperor, and for a while he didn't know whether he should or not.

    Wang Qingqing smiled and suggested to the emperor: "Zhao Guiren is well-behaved and obedient. After entering the palace, she has been favored by many, and she has been serving His Majesty with all her heart. There was no vacancy in the position of Concubine He, so this matter was delayed. Now that the seventh prince has reached the age of 100, he is healthy, smart and handsome, and Zhao Guiren has contributed to the emperor's spreading of branches and leaves. To make Zhao Guiren directly promoted to the imperial concubine is also considered as a reward for her giving birth to the seventh prince, what does Your Majesty think?"

    How? The emperor frowned, but he also wanted to give Zhao Guiren his position, but he couldn't help but think of the full hostility of his beloved Concubine Gao Guiren towards Zhao Guiren.

    Zhao Guiren has a plump body and a voluptuous body, and is flattering when he is small. rest.

    Whenever Concubine Gao learns about it, she has to play tricks on herself and make a fuss. If Zhao Guiren is directly promoted to the position of concubine, will Concubine Gao not fry the pot? Not sure how to torment yourself!

      It's unfair to say that they are all dragons of His Majesty, so why is he shorter than the brothers?"

    "There is a huge difference in the supply of nobles and concubines, and your Majesty knows it? Zhao nobles are not living well, so how can they spare the seventh prince? When the seventh prince grows older, he will definitely feel wronged. Although the ten fingers are different in length and length, the difference is too great. Not to mention children, your Majesty and concubine are parents and feel uncomfortable, what does your Majesty think?"

    Wang Qingqing Xiaozhi moved with emotion and reason, and finally persuaded His Majesty the emperor, the emperor who was full of embarrassment nodded repeatedly: "Aqing is right, Zhao Guiren has contributed to the birth of the prince , it's time to give her a seat."

     Sending the emperor away, Wang Qingqing went to sit on the couch in the back palace. She took a sip of the tea handed by the thin-faced maid, and couldn't help sighing comfortably, saying too much Talk, dry mouth.

    Watching her drank a cup of tea like a cow, the thin-faced maid said to Wang Qingqing with a distressed look: "Ms. I'm still worried about their lives, and the emperor himself doesn't mention it. Why do you mention this? Concubine Gao is not too bad. If she was told that you promoted Zhao Guiren's promotion, she wouldn't have to hate you to death? "

    "Even if this palace doesn't facilitate this, do you think she doesn't hate me anymore?" Wang Qingqing shook her with the teacup, motioning her to pour another cup: "As long as I Sitting at the head of the Six Houses, she will hate me."

    Taking a sip of the new tea handed over by the maid, Wang Qingqing explained to the thin-faced maid: "Shun Yi, you can send someone to bring Zhao Guiren, and I have something to explain to her in this palace."

    The maid went to the order, Wang Qingqing sipped the tea, smiled and whispered: "The original owner is stupid enough, why do you always want to control the dog and prevent her from biting? Put in a dog and let her Wouldn't it be more exciting for them to bite each other?"