The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

After bandaging the wound, Xiao Zhige called his servants to come and clean the study. +++Cartino novel website www.readwn.com An Changqing personally cooks the bowl of noodles connected to the bowl, and is still lying under the window at the moment.

The person who cleaned up had vaguely heard the movement here earlier. When he came in, he hung his head and did not dare to get out. He lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes to clean up the study room. Secretly sympathize with An Changqing. On the second day of the wedding, the prince got such a bad temper, and the days to come, I am afraid that it will be even more sad.

Prince Xiao didn't know that he inexplicably carried the scapegoat for the princess. He was stiffening his face at this time, and went back to the main room with An Changqing.

The layout in the main room is still the same as that of the wedding night, with red candles lit on the table, red (color) money python mats on the table, and red (color) curtains with cicada wings hanging down. , There are red double happiness on the window lattice, and the celebration of the newly-married is everywhere.

The earth dragon in the room was burning vigorously, and I didn't know what incense was lit, with a light fragrance floating in it.

Xiao Zhige's eyes (color) deepened, his eyes unconsciously following An Changqing's back. After An Changqing returned to the house, she put on a heavy cloak. It only wore an azure (color) brocade robe, and the slender waist was tied with a silver (color) girdle, and underneath it was hung a Pisces jade pendant and a flower-knot long sui palace ribbon. There was a faint "clanging" sound from the jade impact while walking, and Xiao Zhige's ears were itchy.

He couldn't hold back and stretched out his hand to make gestures in the air, and found that An Changqing's waist was not enough for him to grasp. It was wicker-like and very slender. If it was a little bit harder, it might be folded.

He sighed secretly, thinking that such a thin and weak person must be carefully guarded as expected.

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The two made a fuss in the study, and it was late. An Changqing went to wash first, put on a moon white shirt, and waited for Xiao Zhige to go to bed together. He thought about it for a long time during the bath. Although he didn't know why Xiao Zhige refused to share the same room with him, it would be fine as long as the person could return to the main room. If this kind of thing doesn't come, it's better to let it go.

Therefore, when Xiao Zhige came back from the bath room, he saw his princess with long hair scattered, tilted her head and smiled at him, and said softly to him: "I have made the bed."

Xiao Zhige paused before walking to the side of the bed with his face (color) as usual, and said, "Get some rest early."

An Changqing didn't notice his abnormality. She climbed onto the bed and slept on the inside. She smiled and patted the mattress beside her, motioning him to come up quickly, still muttering: "The mattress is a bit cold."

Xiao Zhige (touched Mo) (touched Mo) the bedding, and it was really chilly. Even the arm of the person lying down next to him was cold. He hesitated for a moment, turned sideways and tentatively wrapped the person in his arms: "Come here, I'll keep you warm."

An Changqing was stunned for a moment, and soon recovered, and kindly put her cold hand on his (chest xiong) mouth to keep warm.

Men practice martial arts all the year round. They have strong body and high body temperature. They lie on the side like a big stove. On the contrary, it was An Changqing, who had been cold in her hands and feet because she had fallen into the water when she was young, and it was even worse in the cold winter. Just now he quietly coveted the big warm stove beside him, but he was so thin on the bottom that he was embarrassed to dig into people's arms.

Now that the heater has spoken himself, An Changqing is naturally happy to cooperate.

Perhaps it was Xiao Zhige's careful and meticulous treatment when he was in the study, which made An Changqing's ignorance and estrangement dissipate a lot, so now he started to sneak (touch Mo) (touch Mo) and press his cold feet against the man's legs. Come, I'm also exceptionally out of sight.

Xiao Zhi Ge Xuxu hugged him, and was so sweet and unbearable that he was rubbing around like a small beast. After a long time, he finally couldn't bear to hold him down, and said in a slightly fierce tone: "Sleep."

An Changqing, who rubbed herself warmly, gave a reluctant "Oh" and finally stopped moving.

Xiao Zhige just breathed a sigh of relief, when he heard the person in his arms raised his head again, groaned for a long time, and asked, "Is there anything going on, Lord Wang?"

"..." Xiao Zhige had to tighten his nerves again, fearing that he would make some demands that he couldn't resist: "Tomorrow there will be a great performance in the big camp outside the city. I have to go, why?"

Hearing what he said, An Changqing fainted immediately, saying, "The three dynasties will come back tomorrow. Since the prince has something to do, then I will go back by myself. It's not a big deal."

Anyway, he could go back in this life, but in the previous life, he didn't even dare to talk to Xiao Zhige about this matter.

Xiao Zhige was stunned, and quickly realized what day it was to return to the door in the three dynasties. Daye is the custom of marrying. On the third day of marriage, the bridegroom takes the newlyweds back to her natal house, which is called the Sanchaohuimen. It's just that An Changqing is a man, and Xiao Zhige's long stay in the barracks doesn't understand these mundane tasks, and the butler who should have arranged everything in advance thought he didn't like An Changqing, so he didn't mention it.

"Sorry." Thinking of An Changqing's situation in Xiangfu, Xiao Zhige felt a little guilty. He pondered for a moment and said: "I was negligent. I will send you back tomorrow. When the martial arts performance is over in the morning, I will go to Xiangfu again. you?"

Unexpectedly, he would apologize to himself, An Changqing, who was a little depressed, immediately became happy again, and said, "Okay."

After that, the two of them had nothing to say, and they all had a good night's sleep.

At the time of the second day, Xiao Zhige woke up. An Changqing curled up (body shen) with her face pressed against his (chest xiong). She was sleeping, her cheeks were flushed with the flush of asleep and her lips were slightly open. She looked not as sly and transparent as when she was awake. With a stupid air.

Feeling soft for a moment, Xiao Zhige gently moved him away, tucked the quilt for him, and summoned Wang Fugui to the study.

"What did the princess do for the door-returning ceremony?" Xiao Zhige sat on the head, his voice faintly inaudible.

But Wang Fugui, who had served him for many years, understood what he meant, and immediately knelt down to confess the crime: "It was the old slave's negligence. The prince will forgive the sin, and the old slave will prepare now."

Xiao Zhige kept his gaze on him for a long time, seeing the cold sweat on his forehead, and then coldly warned: "Go and get the thirty board. Return to the door and choose it from the inner library. Auntie and Second Miss prepare one more. Don't have another one."

"Yes, the old slave is convicted." Wang Fugui stood up tremblingly and wiped his cold sweat: "The old slave will prepare now, wait for the gift and receive the punishment?"

Xiao Zhige waved his hand: "Go, remember to check the gift list for the princess."

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When An Changqing got up, he saw Xiao Zhige practicing his gun outside the window. The man wears black (color) woven silver and moire arrow sleeves, a belt of the same (color), and cowhide riding boots. With a black hair tied up, his waist straightened, and a double-pointed five-dragon-black golden spear wielded vigorously. An Changqing leaned against the window and watched, unconsciously fascinated.

It's no wonder that the rumors outside say that he is a "Tai Sui fierce god". When the man raised his gun, his face was cold and hostile. Had it not been for An Changqing to warm his hands and feet in his arms last night, he would not have believed that such a hostile general would be so meticulous and gentle.

An Changqing's eyes softened and couldn't help calling him.

Hearing the sound, the man took the gun and walked towards him. There was still unresolved hostility between his eyebrows, but his eyes were very peaceful: "Wake up? Ask the maids to preach breakfast? After breakfast, I will send you back to Xiangfu. "

"Yeah." An Changqing looked at the sweat on his forehead, hesitated for a moment, and took a sweat towel to wipe him.

Xiao Zhige's body tightened subconsciously, and when the soft hand gently brushed his cheek, he gradually relaxed, and a deep light flashed under his eyes.

An Changqing didn't notice, wiped his sweat, and went to dinner with him.

The two had eaten breakfast, and it happened that Wang Fugui prepared a door-back ceremony, and respectfully sent the gift list to An Changqing for viewing, and asked him if he had anything to add.

Looking at the extra medicinal materials for her mother and the jewelry for her younger sister on the gift list, An Changqing's heart warmed. Wang Fugui was very perfunctory to him yesterday morning. These are definitely not what he wanted. As for who it is... the answer is clear. He looked at the man sitting on the sidelines and gave him a nice smile: "I thank the prince for my mother and sister."

Xiao Zhige's expression is still faint: "Don't say thank you."

An Changqing laughed, and after the two had finished their breakfast, they set off to Xiangfu. An Changqing didn't know how to ride a horse, so he took a carriage. Xiao Zhige rode a horse to follow one side. The prime minister's mansion is next to the Sixi Hutong in the imperial city, while the palace is in Baping Hutong far away from the imperial city. It took only a quarter of an hour to ride the horse between the two, but the carriage had to go for half an hour. When the group arrived at Xiangfu, it was already the hour.

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Hearing that the chariots and horses of the Northern War Palace were approaching the gate, neither An Zhike nor his wife Li did not react. An Zhike frowned, "This is just married, why did you come back?"

Li knew that he had never liked this son. He just wanted to answer a few words, and suddenly remembered, he was surprised: "Today is the day when Sanchao returns to the door, right?"

This talented Anfu was in chaos.

No matter how An Xiangguo didn't like this son, and no matter how the Northern Warlord didn't want to be an emperor, the identity of the two of them was there. One is the prince with outstanding military exploits, and the other is the princess. Even if you don't like it secretly, you can't make people pick the wrong thing on the surface. Otherwise, just one charge of disrespect to the royal family would allow Yu Shi to take part in him.

Li hurriedly asked his servants to open the front door, and let the people pass through the Xiangfu government. Those who have official positions need to change into official uniforms, and those who are in charge of women need to make up according to the quality, and they are all neatly packed. Only then was the old lady and An Zhike as the leaders, leading the Xiangfu up and down to wait in front of the main entrance.

When the carriage of the Northern War Palace stopped in front of the gate, An Zhike smiled without flaws, as if he had been waiting for him to greet him: "The prince, the princess, please come inside. The mansion has been waiting a long time ago."

Sitting on the horse, Xiao Zhige nodded a little, not seeing the affection for the Yue family, he was still cold and cold like a stranger who would not enter: "Old Madam, Xiangguo. There are still important things outside the city, I will send Changqing away. Come here, and leave here."

After that, he only turned his head and confessed to An Changqing, saying that he would come as soon as possible. After that, without waiting for other people's reaction, he rode his horse and left.

An Zhike was unhappy, but thinking that the King of the Northern War had always had this spleen (sexual xing), and hearing that he was not in harmony with An Changqing, now this performance is not surprising. Without Xiao Zhige present, An Zhike's smile faded, and a group of people gathered An Changqing into the mansion.

The mother and son An Changqing couldn't understand Ke's joy. They had no place in Xiangfu before, and the maids and ladies in the mansion could step on them. Now that he married into the palace and became a princess, he wanted to welcome him from the top of the palace.

Although An Changqing was forced to marry at the beginning, but now that he is sitting in the first place in a brocade and a beautiful dress, everyone else has to be shorter, and they have to be respectfully called the princess, everyone in An's heart is full of emotions. Not very good. Not to mention the young masters who were used to bullying An Changqing in the past.

The family has a large population, with a total of four rooms. Because the old lady is still alive, there is no separation. The four rooms live in this Wujin yard. An Zhike's room is a long room. In addition to An Changqing, the three young masters, he also has two sons and three daughters. The eldest son An Changyu and the eldest daughter An Xianyi are both from the wife of Li. The second young master An Changduan and the third young lady An Xiange are from the concubine Liu's. An Changqing and his younger sister An Xianyu were from the Yu family.

Aunt Yu's family was born in a brothel, and for some reason she was disgusted by the owner of the family, and she was also oppressed in the house with her two children. At the beginning, everyone was afraid that the Yu family would not dare to do too much, until An Changqing was reprimanded several times for being bullied and went to An Zhike to call the shots, and everyone became unscrupulous. After taking several lessons, An Changqing no longer expects his father to be the master of their mother and child, knowing that the more he resists, the more he will be bullied, and gradually learned to forbear. Two years before he was forced to marry, the young masters of Xu Shian's family finally felt bored and seldom bothered him. It's just that I can't help but sarcasm and ridicule.

"The pheasant dared to pretend to be a phoenix." An Xiange, who was sitting on the bottom right, curled his lips, and muttered a not small voice.

The flower hall is quiet, and there is no one to speak at the right time, so her voice is particularly prominent. For a while, everyone's eyes in the flower hall fell on her.

An Zhike frowned slightly, and yelled not too harshly: "Song!"

"The third lady is young and ignorant. Don't know the princess like her." Liu also followed suit, and slapped An Xiange pretendingly: "Acknowledge your mistakes to the princess."

The author has something to say: Xiao Zongcao: My wife Xiangxiang is really comfortable to hold me softly.