The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

An Changqing was led by him to walk forward. The man's steps were not hurried or slow, his body was tall, his spine was straight, and it was as sharp as the spear behind him. +++Cartino novel website www.readwn.com When he stands beside you, without any actions or words, he already has an unparalleled sense of stability.

After two steps, An Changqing couldn't help but ask: "Are you going to protect me no matter what I do?"

"Of course." Xiao Zhige glanced at him puzzledly, as expected: "You are my princess."

When he said this, the man's expression was always serious and serious, and the doubts between his eyebrows seemed to ask, "If I don't protect you, who else can I protect".

An Changqing pursed her lips and smiled secretly, and dragged him to another road: "Don't go back now, and then accompany me to the West Yard."

Although Xiao Zhige didn't know what he was going to do, his pace closely followed him.

Anfu is the house of Wujin, and the old lady lives in the main courtyard in the middle. Anzhike and Anzhi Code, who have the greatest power in the settlement of the family, live in the eastern and western courtyards respectively. An Changqing led Xiao Zhige through the chaoshou veranda, and through a hanging flower gate, before reaching the west courtyard.

The West Yard is lively. People underneath ran in and out with basins of hot water, and occasionally they could hear one or two wailing screams and bursts of howling.

When An Changqing and Xiao Zhige came in, the people paused, and then they remembered what they were like, and their faces were pale and avoided them and entered the house. But there was a very well-dressed maid glaring at An Changqing with anger, her mouth squirming for a while, and finally she didn't dare to say anything, she stomped her feet and pushed the people around her into the house.

"That is An Changqi's general jadeite." An Changqing complained: "Later, An Changqi's tricks against me were all invented by her."

Jade probably noticed An Changqi's thoughts. He was very uncomfortable. He gave An Changqi ideas to force him to submit, but secretly would find every opportunity to humiliate him. At that time, he was very young (sexually xing) and soft, and he could only secretly aggrieved and angry when he suffered a loss.

But it was different now, he knew someone would support him.

The young man's voice complained about three points and two points of squeamishness, his eyes widened and he looked at Xiao Zhige, like a kid who was wronged and complained to the adults in the family. Xiao Zhige was so softened by him that he couldn't help it. Gently rubbing the fingers wrapped in the palm of his hand, he leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice: "She is from An Zhike."

"!!!" An Changqing's eyes opened wider, full of surprise.

After all, this is not a suitable place to talk. Xiao Zhige clicks and ends: "She is a very good chess piece. When used well, it can not only kill An Changqi, but also make An Zhike brothers humiliated."

An Changqing's face (showing) doubts, but for a while she didn't want to pass the customs, and looked at him puzzled: "How to use it?"

"Think of it myself." Xiao Zhige didn't give an answer right away, but walked with him to the wing room. An Changqing wanted to say something, but was stopped by an angry shout.

"You dare to come!" An Zhishou's wife, Sun, screamed loudly and rushed towards An Changqing: "Little bitch! You (gou) are not enough to draw the length together, and you have harmed him like this, I want You pay for your life!"

An Changqing couldn't react, seeing that she was about to be pricked in the eye by the woman's sharp nails, but seeing Xiao Zhige on her side reacted quickly and kicked the person out, hitting the heavy rosewood circle chair heavily.

Xiao Zhige was angry (color) and shouted in a deep voice: "On the day the princess returned to Ning, An Changqi did not respect etiquette and said that he was kind. If the princess had not pleaded with him, you would think he was safe. Are you here?!" Yin Yan glanced over the divergent Sun family, and Xiao Zhige asked coldly: "Or Mrs. Sun thinks...this punishment is lighter?"

Sun's legs, who had just been lifted up, softened, and knelt on the ground again. An Zhishou also knelt down in fear: "I am stupid in the base, and eager to love his son, and he has no intention of disrespecting the princess, and he also asks the prince to atone for his sin.

Xiao Zhige ignored the two kneeling people, and looked at An Zhike with a cold face: "Xiangguo should not be busy with politics all day. This family style should also be rectified, otherwise sooner or later, it will cause disaster and affect the whole family."

An Zhike's face twitched, and he bowed his hand: "The prince taught me." After finishing speaking, he looked at An Changqing, the dislike (color) between his brows was thicker, but he was cautious of Xiao Zhige, who was gazing at him from his side. I can only squeeze out a smiling face: "Is the princess come here, but there is still something to do?"

An Changqing came here to look for him, and she was not polite at the moment: "Aunt Yu has been ill for a long time, and she hasn't seen well after taking medicine. It happened that there was a doctor in the palace who was good at treating intractable diseases, so I borrowed someone from the prince. Let the doctor come and have a look in two days."

An Zhike's eyelids twitched, but before he spoke, the Li on the side opened his mouth: "The doctor who treated Aunt Yu is the old doctor of Derentang. If he doesn't look good, I'm afraid it's a replacement..."

"Then look at another doctor." An Changqing interrupted her: "There is always a doctor who can treat. My father said, is this the truth?"

An Zhike's face (color) was ugly, but it was no longer the concubine who was standing in front of him now. Just the Northern Warlord standing behind him, An Zhike had to bow his head: "This is the truth."

An Changqing nodded coldly, and then said, "In addition, Lan Hongyuan is not in a good position, and there is no competent manpower in the yard. The prince was worried about insecurity, so he left Zhao Shi."

An Zhike's face (color) was blue and white, and his teeth were almost broken. It took a long time before he said every word: "It should have been like this, but I didn't think about it."

All the goals have been achieved, and An Changqing smiled with satisfaction, and said to the An Zhishou couple who were kneeling on the side that had not dared to get up: "The palace has a lot of things, I will see my cousin again."

Sun's anger was so angry that his nails were pinched into (肉rou), but he didn't dare to squeak anymore. But An Zhishou hurriedly said, "Don't dare to drive the princess of labor."

An Changqing nodded politely before leaving with Xiao Zhige.

After leaving Xiangfu, An Changqing got into the carriage as usual, while Xiao Zhige rode to the side to follow.

It was already afternoon, and the winter sun was lazy, hanging to the west without setting, exuding a few warm lights. An Changqing raised the carriage curtain to see Xiao Zhige. The man was still wearing the clothes he had in the morning, sitting upright on a group of black horses. He could not see the facial features clearly against the light, but An Changqing felt inexplicably that this man was still the same. Tall and handsome.

There was a bustling voice from both sides of the street. An Changqing looked at the people for a while and then went to the shops on both sides curiously. When he saw the big "Sanweizhai" plaque, a trace of cunning passed in his eyes.

He reached out from the car window to pull Xiao Zhige's sleeve, whispered: "I want to eat plum cake."

Xiao Zhige stopped by the reins and looked down at him. The young man looked up and saw that the orange (color) sunset happened to fall on him, coating him with a fluffy halo, and Xiao Zhige could even see the fine hairs on his porcelain white face. Like his people, soft.

"I'll buy it." Xiao Zhige called to stop the carriage, turned to dismount, and strode towards Sanweizhai.

Sanweizhai's business is good, and there will always be people in line at the door. But when Xiao Zhige came, he seemed to divide the sea with a sharp edge, and the crowd retreated to the sides in fear, letting him pass first. Xiao Zhige was also accustomed to this kind of treatment, his eyebrows were not moving, he handed out an ingot of silver to Xiao Er and bought a box of freshly baked plum cakes.

"Just eat two pieces." Xiao Zhige handed him the plum cake and said, "I will have dinner when I go back."

The freshly baked plum cake has a more intense fragrance. An Changqing picked up a piece and took a bite. Hearing what he said, he tilted his head and thought for a while and said: "It won't taste good when it's cold, it's a waste."

Xiao Zhige said, "I'll buy it for you again."

An Changqing shook her head, smiled and pinched a piece to him, her eyes gleaming and said, "You eat too."

Xiao Zhige stared down at the plum cake, and did not move. But there was a sound of inhalation behind him, An Changqing and Xiao Zhige looked back at the same time, the surroundings were suddenly silent, and the people around were all busy with their own affairs.

An Changqing turned her head and urged: "If you don't eat it, you will get cold."

Xiao Zhige had to lower his head slightly and bit off the plum cake in his hand. A small piece of plum cake is not big, the filling should be made of plum blossoms, the entrance is light plum blossoms, not much sugar, but it has been sweet to the heart.

"Go back." Xiao Zhige's Adam's apple moved slightly, his eyes moved to the carriage curtain: "Leave me the ones who can't eat."

An Changqing let out a "huh", then pinched another piece and put it in his mouth.

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When he returned to the palace, Wang Fugui brought his servants to greet him. An Changqing stepped down on the horse bench and found him walking limping, and asked casually, "What happened to the steward Wang's legs? If it feels uncomfortable, go and rest."

Wang Fugui stopped, hesitated about how to explain it, and didn't dare to really take a break, so he could only look at Xiao Zhige nervously.

"He did something wrong, he should be punished." Xiao Zhige said lightly.

An Changqing rolled her eyes, then did not ask any more, and went back to the main courtyard with him. The two cleaned their hands first, and the maids began to prepare meals. After all the food was served, An Changqing was not used to being served by someone, so she waved away the maid, leaving him and Xiao Zhige alone.

Xiao Zhige caught a piece of fish, and was earnestly picking the bones.

An Changqing looked at him without turning his eyes, and suddenly asked, "Is it because of me?"

"Huh?" Xiao Zhige looked up.

"The wound of the steward Wang."

Xiao Zhige nodded, and continued to pick the fishbone: "He should have prepared the return gift list. He is negligent and should be punished."

"Then what if other people in the house bully me too?" An Changqing looked at him with gleaming eyes, and couldn't help being a little bit closer.

"Someone bullied you?" Xiao Zhige frowned.

"No." An Changqing smiled and shook his head: "I mean what if."

Xiao Zhige's frowning brows relaxed, and said, "It's the deal."

"But I want to teach them myself." An Changqing shook his head. After feeling the man's indulgence, he couldn't help but want to poke his soft (shen) body out of the shrunken shell, taking a step. One step to test the man's bottom line.

"Teach yourself?" Xiao Zhige was a little puzzled, frowning hesitantly: "There is a torture room in the mansion, just ask them to deal with it for you." He actually wanted to say that An Changqing has a delicate skin. Yes, I really want to teach others myself, but it is easy to hurt myself.

Knowing that he would be wrong, An Changqing couldn't help but laugh, and said more bluntly: "I mean...I am now your princess, and I should learn to take care of the palace. In the past, steward Wang took care of it because there was no one in the house. Now I want to try."

After speaking, he looked at him expectantly.

Xiao Zhige was slightly stunned. Just when An Changqing thought he was unwilling, he listened to his doubts and said naturally: "Of course it's your housekeeper. If you want to do anything, just do it."

This time, changing to An Changqing was stunned. He stayed for a long time before he realized it. The man actually thought very simple. Because he is his princess, so he protects him of course; because he is his princess, so he should be in charge of the palace.

Because he felt too taken for granted, he was so puzzled when facing An Changqing's request.

In his last life, he should have thought so too. It's a pity that An Changqing didn't understand it until this moment. In the eyes of a man, what he asked for should have been what he deserved. In the previous life, he was too timid and gave up.

"I see." An Changqing smiled at him, her eyes bright.

Xiao Zhige was infected by him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bends. He put the fish (meat rou) that picked the (dry gan) bones into the plate in front of him and said, "Eat."

The author has something to say: #邺京早报#

Big news! The princess of the Northern War was not dead! I also went to Sanweizhai with the Northern Warlord to buy plum cakes! !

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Here is a little bit of understanding and counseling the prince~