The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

Seeing that the person just left without looking back, An Changqing was dull and wronged again, with a trace of panic. +++Mobile reading visit m.readwn.com

He gave up so much thought, even cheeky and took the initiative to go to the mountain, but in the end he still turned back to the trajectory of the previous life-Xiao Zhige still did not confine his room with him, and went to sleep in the study.

According to the development of the previous life, this matter will spread out the next day, and everyone will know that the Third Young Master of Xiangfu is just a decoration, and the Northern Warlord was disgusted by the Northern Warlord on the first night of the wedding. Even the servants of the palace dared to say something ridiculous in front of him unscrupulously.

An Changqing didn't care before, but she didn't know what was going on tonight, and she felt uncomfortable thinking that Xiao Zhige would leave without looking back. For a while, I wondered if Xiao Zhige didn't like him at all in this life, it was all his passion; for a while, I wondered if God was punishing him for betraying Xiao Zhige in his previous life. Xiao Zhige indulged him so much in the last life, but he turned a blind eye. When he woke up, Xiao Zhige didn't like him again.

Even more afraid that even if he reappeared for the first time, he would not be able to change the established ending. In the end, he would still die in pain, and Xiao Zhige would still become a tyrant cursed by thousands of people, holding his jade pendant and dying alone in Qifeng Palace.

(乾gan) stared at (bed chuang) over and over again for half the night, finally fell asleep, but dreamed of a midnight dream again. The things of the previous life were like revolving lanterns, and An Changqing seemed to be back before his death in the last life. The internal organs were all messed up into a ball, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't wait to die like this (dry gan).

When An Fu came in and called for someone early in the morning, he found that his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, sweating. His face (color) was sallow, his eyes were red and swollen, and there were two blobs of bluish black under his eyes, haggard and haggard.

"Young Master?" An Fu obviously also knew what happened last night, and called him worriedly: "The prince asked someone to send a message, saying that there is no need to go to the palace today."

"I know," An Changqing smiled soothingly at him, rubbed his temples to cheer up and said: "Let people prepare water, I want to take a bath."

An Fu got the order and went on preparing. An Changqing sat for a while before going to the bath room. Hot water is already in the bath room. Two maids stood by with their clothes. An Changqing was not used to being served by someone, so he waved them out.

When there were no people, he sighed slightly, untied his clothes, and soaked in the hot water.

After soaking in the warm hot water for a while, the painful mind became clearer. An Changqing carefully cleaned herself up and put on a (dry gan) clean robe before returning to the main room. The maid took a sweat towel to wipe (dry gan) his hair, and tied the long hair with a red coral inlaid crown. An Changqing stared at the person in the mirror. Although he was more energetic than before, he could still see that he was haggard at a glance.

I'll be seen later, and I don't know how many words to compose.

After finishing the dress, An Changqing got up, only took An Fu to the study to find Xiao Zhige, but unexpectedly, there was only the old housekeeper Wang Fugui in the study, and Xiao Zhige was not seen at all.

"The prince is not in the house?"

Wang Fugui bowed respectfully and replied, "The prince went to the big camp outside the city early in the morning."

An Changqing was secretly annoyed, Xiao Zhige was definitely deliberate. How can anyone go to the barracks early the next morning when they are newly married?

"The prince said he didn't say when to come back?"

Wang Fugui: "I haven't said it."

The old housekeeper's attitude was neither lukewarm nor cold, and An Changqing couldn't ask anything useful, so she could only return without success. Unexpectedly, when I took An Fu through the Weeping Flower Arch, I heard a crisp voice on the other side saying: "Have you heard? The prince went to the big camp outside the city early this morning."

Another voice answered immediately: "I heard that the prince slept in the study room last night. You didn't see the face of the princess in the morning...we were so scared that we didn't dare to pant loudly."

"I want to say, what are you afraid of." The previous voice continued: "The princess is obviously not pleased by the prince, but she is just wearing an empty dumpling. And he is still a man, and he can't even have a baby..."

"If you want me to say, it's not as good as us maids, serving the prince every day, maybe one day you will get the prince's blue eyes, and having a child is expensive for a mother..."

As I said, I laughed into a ball inside.

An Changqing listened to her face (color) as usual. But An Fu couldn't help but raised his voice and said, "Bold! You can talk about the master?"

The maids who were laughing on the other side were startled, and knelt in a row quickly, and glanced at An Changqing nervously.

An Changqing walked over without hesitation, glanced across a row of maids, and whispered: "Hold up your head."

The maids who were kneeling in a row raised their faces, all of them were of a fresh and tender age, slim and beautiful, and tender enough to squeeze water out. Among them was a maid wearing a water-red cotton twill and a tender green skirt. Her eyes were bright and moist, and anyone looked at her with a soft heart.

An Changqing smiled slightly, knowing that it was this girl who had just started. The time interval is too long, and he can't remember many of the trivial matters of the previous life. But when he heard the oriole-like crisp voice at the door, he remembered someone.

The first-class maid beside Xiao Zhige, Yanhong.

In the last life, the rumor that he and Xiao Zhige were at odds with Xiao Zhige was also the first to spread out. Seeing that he was unfavorable, this maid often used her accent to make her face (color) in front of him. At that time, he was at odds with Xiao Zhige, and he could only swallow his anger when he was wronged in the palace. Although this maid did not climb onto Xiao Zhige's bed, she was married to the (gangan) son of Wang Fugui, the chief of the palace, and was like a fish in the palace. Later, Xiao Zhige and the prince fought for a reserve position. This maid also collected Anjia's money and secretly (touched Mo) spread a lot of news about the palace.

An Changqing looked at her carefully, but was silent for a while.

Yanhong looked at him and felt a little frustrated for a while, but suddenly remembered that he was not favored, he was the prince's person, and it was the prince who wanted to fight to kill sha. The courage grew a little bit more, and he pressed his throat to make a grievance gesture: "I don't know what the slaves and maids did wrong?"

An Changqing watched her without saying a word and cried first. She was not like a maid, but rather like a contender aunt. Obviously, she was Xiao Zhige's maid, so she was sure she would not dare to send him off.

Her lips hooked, An Changqing ignored her, but said to An Fu: "Go and ask General Manager Wang to come."

Although An Fu was puzzled, his movements were not slow, and after a while he invited Manager Wang to come over.

General Wang, whose real name is Wang Fugui, is in his fifties. Rong has a face and a lean body, and he does not rush in his hands, just like An Changqing had seen in his previous life. He is the old man next to Xiao Zhige. After Xiao Zhige left the palace and opened his mansion, he would take care of the internal affairs of the palace. He is loyal to Xiao Zhige. But everyone has their own careful thinking. He wondered that Xiao Zhige didn't value this princess, and he also neglected An Changqing.

It was a maid like Yanhong who bullied the princess, as long as he didn't make a fuss, he would just open his eyes and close his eyes, Quan do not know.

But now and then, now that An Changqing knew Xiao Zhige's affection, she also planned to live with Xiao Zhige. Naturally, he had to put up the shelf of the Northern War Princess and set up the rules. Otherwise, not only will he be ashamed, but if it spreads, Xiao Zhige will also be ashamed.

"I don't know what instructions the princess has to call the old slave?" Wang Fugui saluted, without the slightest error on his face, but with perfunctory energy in every move.

An Changqing didn't feel annoyed. She picked up her clothes and sat down on the chair that An Fu had brought over, and said lightly, "The servants deliberately talk about the master, I don't know what the constitution of the palace is?"

Wang Fugui was stunned for a moment, his eyes swept across the kneeling Yanhong, and tentatively said: "Wang Concubine, this is..."

"If the royal palace hasn't set the rules, then I'll make it." An Changqing raised his hand to interrupt him, her phoenix raised her eyes slightly, and she looked at him seemingly: "The subordinate arbitrarily talks about the master, it should be thirty. I don’t pay much attention to other people who are accomplices. I just need to be fined to do some rough work in the outer court. I’ll take the lead, but the steward Wang has fined him, so let’s sell it directly."

Wang Fugui's expression became stiff, and he hesitated: "This... or wait until the prince comes back to make a decision..."

"Manager Wang felt that the prince was not there, and I don't even have the right to drop someone?" An Changqing's voice suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were fixed on him.

"Old slaves don't dare," Wang Fugui quickly knelt down and explained on the ground: "It's just that these maids are used to serving the prince. If they change, I am afraid that the prince will not handle it well..."

"You just have to lose your hair. I'll explain it to the prince." After An Changqing finished speaking, without giving him room for rebuttal, he called An Fu and got up and went back to the main courtyard.

Looking at his back, Wang Fugui could only answer reluctantly: "Yes."

As soon as she left, Yanhong rushed over, and Li Hua said with the rain: "Father (gangan), I don't want to be sold out..."

Wang Fugui took a look at her, and then said after a long time: "You stay safe, and I will take care of you when the prince comes back."

***

Xiao Zhige went to the big camp outside the city early in the morning. He stayed up all night last night. Today we rode out of the house before dawn. It's just that although the person is not in the house, a heart does not know where it has fallen. Even when training soldiers, they were a little absent-minded.

After spending the afternoon in the camp, Xiao Zhige only changed his armor and was about to return home when he saw that it was over for dinner.

It just so happened that General Zhao Yue, the general of the auxiliary country, entered the camp. The two ran into the camp. Zhao Yue smiled and greeted him without a smile, "The prince was so diligent on the second day of his wedding, not to accompany the princess?"

Xiao Zhige frowned, glanced at him, ignored him, pinched his horse's belly lightly, and walked outside.

However, Zhao Yue was reluctant and unforgiving. He looked at the jokes, "Could it be that the princess makes the prince unhappy? It just so happens that I have a few new beauties, and I will send the prince to the house tomorrow?"

As one of the twelve generals, Zhao Yue and Xiao Zhige have never dealt with each other.

Since the founding of the country, Daye has been divided into one capital, twelve prefectures and sixty-four prefectures. There are six Zhuguo generals: Zhao, Chu, Xue, Shi, Xiahou, and Shentu. Each general supervises the two prefectures; each prefecture has another general. , A total of twelve people.

Zhao Xinchong, Zhao Yue's grandfather, was one of the six pillar generals.

The Zhao family is the natal family of the Queen Mother, and the Queen is the niece of the Queen Mother Zhao. Therefore, the Zhao family has always been the prince Xiao Qi'an. The prince was at odds with Xiao Zhige, and Xiao Zhige himself was outstanding in combat, ranking first among the twelve generals. Therefore, Zhao Yue, who is close to the prince, has been in a relationship with him for a long time, but whenever he looks for an opportunity, he will ridicule.

On weekdays, Xiao Zhige might not bother to care about him, but today he is in a particularly bad mood. Two sword eyebrows are raised in discomfort, and he looks at Zhao Yue coldly.

Zhao Yue smiled more and more wanton: "Why? Or the prince doesn't like beauties? He likes more robust men? I heard that the prince is a beautiful girl—"

Before he could finish his words, a double-pointed five-dragon black golden gun flew in the air (inserting cha) in front of Zhao Yue, the gun body hummed and trembled endlessly.

Xiao Zhi Gece immediately drew out the three-inch black gold spear, and warned in a deep voice: "The spear has no eyes, General Zhao said cautiously."

After saying this, he rode his horse away, and the hoofs that rose up again raised the dust on Zhao Yue's face.

After leaving the camp, the horseshoe stepped across the broad official road into the city of Yejing. The Dongzhimen of Yejing City is connected to Changle Street. On both sides of Changle Street are the Dongxifang City, the east is the food, clothing, housing and transportation, and the west is the Qinlou Chu Hall, tea house and wine shop.

There is no curfew in Yejing, the sky (color) is still dark, Xifang City will be full of lights and colorful, so lively.

Xiao Zhige rode his horse past, and the surrounding area was quiet, and when he walked away, it became lively again. He took it for granted, and stopped hesitantly as he passed a pastry shop. The pastry shop is called Sanweizhai, and the variety of dim sum in Yejing is a must. Every day, many dignitaries send people to buy them.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Zhige moved forward immediately. When the people in line in front of the shop saw him coming, they immediately let go. Xiao Zhige didn't care, and said to the man: "A box of plum cakes." He vaguely remembered that the vice general once said that Sanweizhai's plum cakes taste the best. , The lady at home loves to eat. If you irritate your wife, buy a box of plum cakes, and you will be able to coax you.

The man put the plum cake in the box and handed it to him tremblingly. He didn't dare to ask for money, and said with a smile: "Wang Ye wants something else?"

Xiao Zhige took out an ingot of broken silver and threw it to him. Without answering, he rode away again.

When he returned to the mansion, Wang Fugui, the housekeeper, greeted him, and Xiao Zhige handed him the plum cake: "Send it to the princess."

Wang Fugui was taken aback for a moment, and looked at his expression carefully. It's just that Xiao Zhige's emotions are seldom exposed (exposed), and he can't see that he is ugly. He could only change the words in his belly again, and said cautiously: "I'll send someone off. And the princess went to the study to find you in the morning."

Xiao Zhige's eyes flashed slightly: "Wang Hao... is that good?"

Wang Fugui lowered his head and turned back: "The little girls in Yanhong today did not do things carefully, which made the princess unhappy. The princess wants to sell them out..."

Xiao Zhige let out a faint "um".

Wang Fugui didn't seem to be prepared to say anything when he saw him. He couldn't help but said, "Yanhong has been waiting for you for many years, so I just sold it, I'm afraid it's not appropriate..."

"It's just a few maids." Xiao Zhige glanced at him, the majesty between his eyebrows: "That's the one who listens to the princess."

Wang Fugui's heart jumped, and he had to reassess An Changqing's position, and he didn't dare to say anything, only the promise should be.

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