222 Si Yu rolls over 3
It's like a pot of cold water pouring it down.
The pity that rose in Emperor Yuan Chun's heart instantly poured out his heart, and followed by extreme anger.
He raised his legs and kicked Queen Gu's shoulder, shouting loudly, "Duan Jia is my daughter. If you dare to plot against her, you are planning to plot against me. Queen, Queen, may it be that I have praised you too much for so many years, and that you are bold and arrogant and dare to insult me!"
Emperor Yuan Chun has a very good reputation.
He was not the normal throne of the emperor, so over the years, there have been constant controversy over the outside world.
He governed the country with pride and became a wise emperor in the eyes of the people.
It's because of Queen Gu's stupidity.
Emperor Yuan Chun dared not think about how the people would guess him in the future?
Queen Gu's heart hurts severely when she was kicked.
The phoenix crown on his head fell off and his face turned pale.
She hugged Emperor Yuanchun's thighs with her knees and burst into tears, "I know my mistake, I am not insulting the priest. I just want to share my worries for the priest. Si Yu has close contact with the Song family, and I am worried that they will form an alliance and make plans for the country and the country.
I thought of taking this opportunity to take the Song family into my hands. This can also solve the great troubles in the emperor's mind."
The prince paused his head, "The father clearly understood that all the mother did was to consolidate the father's country. The father had been afraid of the Song family for a long time, and the son and mother wanted to share the burden for the father, so they would make things impulsively."
Emperor Yuan Chun calmed down.
His muddy eyes swept sharply over the queen and prince.
The blue veins in the temples bulged slightly.
He laughed, "You two idiots, if you plan to frame them, you can recover the Song family. I have done it long ago, so how can you bother with your worries? The Song family has been in charge for generations, and Song Bing has held most of the military power. His soldiers only obeyed him one leader. If he recovered the Song family in an extreme way, it would only arouse the anger.
I put pressure on the Song family every day to find their mistakes and cut power step by step so that I can not leave any talk."
Queen Gu didn't speak.
Of course they knew what Emperor Yuan Chun thought, but Emperor Yuan Chun was already the emperor and had time to spend with the Song family.
But the prince's side was constantly fighting, and they had to take the initiative.
"Do you think I don't know what your ideas are?"
Emperor Yuan Chun sneered.
He knew better than anyone else how great the temptation of the emperor was.
The prince wanted to firmly hold the position of crown prince, and was eager to gather the aristocratic family.
The little things he does on weekdays are harmless, so he turned a blind eye and passed by.
Now that the royal family is disgusting, Emperor Yuan Chun can't stand it.
Queen Gu's face was hot.
Although Emperor Yuan Chun did not speak out, he was even more embarrassed and humiliating than pointing at his nose and scolding her.
"I am guilty of my crime, so please punish the emperor. All things today are done by me alone. It is me who has implicated the prince." Empress Gu hurried to the ground and took the responsibility on herself.
Emperor Yuan Chun said coldly, "The queen has lost her morals. I think it's because of the harem that there are too many things in the harem, which makes the queen dizzy. It is said that copying Buddhist scriptures can make people calm down, so the queen will copy a 200,000-word Buddhist scripture. During the period when you copy Buddhist scriptures, let the virtuous concubine take charge of the six palaces instead of you."
Concubine Xian was ecstatic.
Kneel down immediately and thank you.
Emperor Yuan Chun then warned the prince, "I am not dead yet, it's not your turn to share the burden on this world."
The prince lowered his head.
Emperor Yuan Chun left with his sleeves.
When I bid farewell to Emperor Yuan Chun, the virtuous concubine couldn't hide her joy and looked at the defeated and lost Empress Gu, "Empress, I will be the concubine in charge of your harem in the future. I will definitely not disappoint you."
Empress Gu has been competing with Concubine Xian for a long time.
The mother tribe behind them is comparable. Because Empress Gu looks more like Emperor Yuanchun Bai Yueguang, Concubine Xian missed the position of queen, and even her son missed the position of prince.
After so many years, Concubine Xian was pressed to death by the queen, and now a little bit of the crack has finally appeared.
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Fu Nanqian was immersed in the pain of being a lover who was a lover who was a mirror-tight person.
I was so sad for several days in a row.
That afternoon, he sat in the pavilion and drank, looking at the chrysanthemums planted outside the pavilion, and sighed quietly.
"Chrysanthemums are broken, and the ground is covered with wounds..."
Song Zhao walked over with his lunch box.
"Fu Langjun, I heard that you haven't eaten much for a few days, so my little girl specially prepared afternoon tea for you."
Song Zhao opened the lunch box and took out the exquisite refreshments inside, which was extremely attentive.
Fu Nanqian took another sip of wine, "The bitter wine penetrated the throat and made the heart hurt—"
Song Zhao comforted, "Let's take it easy and feel sad for the unworthy woman. Why bother to look back? I am not worried about others, and I am worried about illness and no one will take care of it."
Fu Nanqian paused.
Song Zhao continued, "If I worry about who will be happy? Besides, it is also painful and laborious! Life is not easy in life, should I cherish it more?"
Fu Nanqian's eyes suddenly lit up.
He cheered up a little, picked up the refreshment on the table and ate it, "You're right, I should take care of myself."
Song Zhao smiled.
Holding his cheeks with both hands, looking at him without blinking.
"Life is like a play, we get together because of fate. The little girl is very interested in Fu Langjun's method of making drugs. I hope Fu Langjun is willing to teach the little girl."
Fu Nanqian suddenly felt that the refreshments in his hand were no longer fragrant.
He shook the folding fan and refused neatly, "No."
Song Zhao frowned, "The little woman can pay."
Fu Nanqian thought to himself that it would be terrible enough to follow a crazy critic.
If the future wife is crazy about criticizing her future daughter-in-law and learns to make drugs, and the couple becomes a couple, how can he live?
He had a cold war.
However, I met the little girl's round eyes.
After a moment of silence, he said incrediblely, "My drug-making technique can only be taught to two types of people."
Song Zhao listened with stern eyes.
"The first type is my idol, you know the Resurrection Doctor. Unless you are her, I can discuss with you."
Song Zhao said excitedly, "I am, I am just resurrection!"
Fu Nanqian, “???”
He looked at the sky with no words, "Isn't it still night? Why are you starting to daydream?"
Song Zhao, “…”
To be honest, no one believes it nowadays.
She silently gave up explaining, "What about the second type of person?"
Fu Nanqian was shy, "Of course, it's my future wife."
Song Zhao's eyes widened.
The next second, get up and leave.
However, after taking two steps, she ran back again.
The little girl put her hands on her hips, her eyes full of scrutiny, and she looked at Fu Nanqian from top to bottom.
Fu Nanqian was afraid to retreat, "What do you think I'm doing?"
Song Zhao touched his face.
He sighed quietly and said regretfully, "Such a beautiful girl is really cheap."
Fu Nanqian, "?" is fascinated.
Song Zhao raised his chin and said, "Give me your birth date."
Fu Nanqian felt that Song Zhao was making him nervous at this moment.
Chapter completed!