The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

Chapter 4

Xiao Zhige gave the plum cake to Wang Fugui and went to the study. +++Mobile reading visit m. The study is at the southeast corner of the main courtyard, diagonally opposite to the main house, and the north-facing window opens, you can see the main house.

It was still evening, and the sky (color) was still bright. At a glance, you could see a maid kneeling in front of the main room. Xiao Zhige had good ears, and he could vaguely hear the maid’s sobbing and begging for mercy. This should be what Wang Fugui said that annoyed An Changqing’s maid.

Xiao Zhige didn’t have much interest in this maid. He used to guard Yanzhou and didn’t have much time to return to Yejing. He was later recalled, mostly in the camp outside the city. Wang Fugui was in charge of the palace. He may not remember all the looks and names of these maids in the mansion.

He actually wanted to see how An Changqing was going to deal with this maid.

According to the information collected by the subordinates, An Changqing and his sister An Xianyu have followed the tenderness and spleen (sexual xing) of their biological mother. Therefore, these years in Xiangfu have been very difficult, even the maid of Xiangfu. Children can bully and detain their mother and child at will. If not, he would not want to marry people back. At least in the palace, he can protect him from making troubles.

Xiao Zhige was watching and saw the housekeeper Wang Fugui holding the box and entering the gate of the main courtyard.

An Changqing was originally in the room sorting out the books she had brought. Although he was “married” to the palace, his aunt, Mrs. Li, said that he was a man in the end. If he didn’t want to marry his daughter, everything in the house was simple, and it was even impossible to give him a dowry for his dowry. So the things he brought, except for some unusable scenes, the rest were boxes of books.

An Changqing was packing up with An Fu, when she heard the maid telling the story that Steward Wang was coming.

The steward Wang arched his waist, holding the box of plum cakes in his hands, his expression was more respectful than before, and even his tone of voice was much humble: “Princess, this is sent to you by the prince’s order of the old slave.”

In fact, it is just a box of dim sum, which can be delivered by a maid or a small servant. However, Wang Fugui was so mature, and smelled an unusual smell from his prince’s actions. Thinking of his negligence in the morning, Wang Fugui suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and hurriedly delivered the things in person.

An Changqing took the box with some doubts, and opened the delicate wooden box. There was a layer of oiled paper on the inside. There were eight plum-shaped pastries on the oiled paper, and the white (color) skin was wrapped in pale pink fillings. Very delicate and delicious.

“This is what the prince asked you to send?” An Changqing blinked, looking at the delicate and unique snack in her hand, how could she not be able to contact the majestic and unsmiling Northern War King.

“Yes, this is Sanweizhai’s signature snack plum cake. I think the prince bought it for you specially when he returned home.” Wang Fugui accompanied with a smile.

“The butler of King Lao has run here.” An Changqing imagined Xiao Zhige going to the dim sum shop to buy dim sum for herself, but found that she couldn’t imagine the scene, but she took a look at the dim sum in her hand last night. In addition, the depression this morning has disappeared again, and his face (color) is also a bit ruddy.

“Where is the prince now?”

Wang Fugui said, “I went to the study.”

An Changqing thought for a while, then said: “I will go to the study to have a look.”

Steward Wang remembered Yan Hong who was still kneeling outside, and quickly said, “Yan Hong, that girl who doesn’t understand the rules, I have asked someone to take it down. Tomorrow will come by the dentist. Will Princess Que’er be picked from the house or Ask the toothwoman to bring a few clever ones?”

“Sell the toothwoman to bring a few boys over.”

When he was instructed, Wang Fugui retreated, and dragged down with Yanhong who was kneeling at the door begging for mercy. Yanhong still struggled to refuse to leave. She cried so much that Lihua said with rain: “Father (gangan), father (gangan), you let me see the prince, the prince will not be so cruel…”

Wang Fugui had seen the situation clearly early, although he was a little unbearable, but thinking of what he had heard from the servants next to him in the afternoon, he knew that this was a big-hearted lord, and he didn’t dare to indulge her anymore, he stretched his face and said sharply “Why do you want to see the prince?” After speaking, he gestured to the dragging boy. The boy knew immediately and covered his bright red mouth with his hand.

Unexpectedly, Yan Hongfa bit him hard, broke free of control, and ran to the study room in the southeast corner with the skirt. As he ran, he cried: “The prince, help me, the prince, save Yanhong…”

She was born good-looking, and ran all the way in such a divergent way, and flopped weakly in front of Xiao Zhige’s study. With the sobbing cry, if you are a pity, you will definitely have to rush out at this time to lift people up and ask for comfort.

But it was Xiao Zhige that she met.

Xiao Zhige didn’t even move his eyebrows. He stared at the rainy blush of Pear Flower with expressionless expression, and said to the dazed little boy, “Don’t drag people down, tie them up, don’t do it anymore. People ran out and ran into the princess.”

The young man replied again and again, braving the cold sweat, quickly dragged the person back covering his mouth with his hands and feet.

An Changqing, who walked over with a bowl of noodles, saw this scene from a distance, her delicate eyebrows stretched out, thinking that this bowl of noodles was not in vain.

He grew up looking at people’s faces (colors) in Xiangfu since he was a child, and he has to rely on himself for many things, and naturally there is no such thing as a gentleman’s thoughts about cooking. Therefore, I heard that after Xiao Zhige was in the study, he went to the small kitchen to make a bowl of dragon beard noodles, which was regarded as a return to the plum cake. At the same time, he had an excuse for Xiao Zhige to go back to the main room with himself. Otherwise, the husband and wife will continue to live apart like this, and there will never be only one bright red in the future.

When An Changqing walked to the study, Xiao Zhige sat back by the window again, reading a military book in his hand. An Changqing asked An Fu to go out, put her face in front of Xiao Zhige, and asked in a low voice, “Did Changqing do anything that upsets the prince?”

Xiao Zhige moved his ears slightly, put down his book and turned to look at him, “Never.”

“Then the prince doesn’t like Changqing?”

Xiao Zhige paused and said, “No.”

“Then, why didn’t the prince want to have the same room with me last night?” An Changqing raised his eyes and looked at him, her eyes suddenly red. He actually didn’t want to cry. The man had tears and didn’t flick it lightly. He had suffered so many grievances and hardships in his previous life and he had never cried, but now he only asked a few more questions, and his nose became sore and unjustified.

An Changqing also felt a little embarrassed, with tears rolling in her eyes, (qiang) endured crying and said, “If you don’t like me, why (qiang) marry me (gan gan)? You think I am one. Does a man really want to marry you?”

Xiao Zhige saw him blush, and he was rarely at a loss, but he didn’t know how to comfort people, he just frowned and said, “I know you don’t want it, don’t worry, I won’t (qiang) push you. In the future… if you really do not want to stay in the palace in the future, I can let you go.”

An Changqing didn’t know which day he was talking about. He only heard him say to let him go. The tense string in his mind broke at once, tears circling in his eyes flowed down his cheeks, and his face was full. It was tears: “You still said that you don’t like me. I want to live with you, but you want to drive me away…”

“You don’t have to wait for the future, you might as well send me back now!” An Changqing was angry and uncomfortable, raised her hand and wiped away tears, her temple hair clinging to her cheeks in a mess. He sobbed twice, and Suo (sexual xing) picked up the noodle bowl and threw it out the window: “I beg the prince so much, I don’t want to come to the prince to eat the noodles I made!”

Xiao Zhige was annoyed, but saw the singe on his fingers sharply, grabbed his hand, and said stiffly: “What’s the matter?”

An Changqing’s (sexual xing) hasn’t disappeared, I just feel that this person doesn’t like him at all. He is so affectionate because he is blind, and wants to spend time with him. Now he suddenly held his hand again, and said angrily and annoyed: “Don’t bother the lord (fuck cao) heart!”

Xiao Zhige sighed, carefully avoiding his hands and holding people into his arms. His cold hard voice was a bit helpless: “I don’t like you, it’s just…” It’s just what, but he didn’t say anything. .

He intended to put people under his wings to protect him, so that he could live better. It was only when she was about to get married that she heard that An Changqing rebelled against An Zhike because of her dissatisfaction with the marriage, and she was fed by (qiang) to go loose and shut up. Only then did he realize that perhaps An Changqing did not need such wishful protection. For today’s An Changqing, he is probably just a stranger who is notorious and has married him again.

He just became a dear and asked him to let people go again, but he couldn’t help being cruel. You can only stay away by yourself, so as not to scare him. Although he never hoped that An Changqing would like him, he didn’t want to see the fear in his eyes like other people.

“Then why don’t you round up the room with me?” Anyway, it broke up, and An Changqingsuo (sexual xing) lost his face and asked with his face up: “Do you know what those people say about me? They said I am a man, I have no princess dumplings, but without the prince’s favor, I can’t even have a baby…”

As expected, Xiao Zhige was silent again, frowned and looked embarrassed, not knowing what to say to coax people. Of course he didn’t want to consummate the house, but he didn’t want him to be compelled by his power and regret it in the future.

When An Changqing saw him not speaking, the tears that had been stopped came out again. He was born good-looking. After crying and making trouble, his temples diverged, the corners of his eyes were reddish, and the appearance of tears on his cheeks made people feel pity. . Xiao Zhige only felt a slight pain in his heart, and he lowered his head almost to lick (gan) the teardrops on his face. About to be touched, stopped again restrained, sighed and repeated: “I don’t like you. Whoever dares to chew the tongue, I will vent your breath for you.”

Poor Northern War King has been brave and wise in the battle for the past 20 years, but he has never coaxed anyone. The only tenderness is given to the little princess in his arms. But obviously the princess who is angry is not so easy to be fooled.

An Changqing Xu calmed down a bit, sniffed and questioned: “Really?”

Xiao Zhige heaved a sigh of relief and nodded: “Every word is true.”

An Changqing stared at him, and his confused thoughts finally cleared up, and he asked again: “Then you come back to the main room to sleep with me.”

Xiao Zhige took a deep breath: “Okay.” After a big deal, practice punches several times a day.

“All the maids in the main courtyard have to be replaced by small servants. I don’t like the maids to wait on.”

“It’s all up to you.”

An Changqing was satisfied, and finally stopped making noise, relaxed (shen) and leaned in his arms.

Feeling the (body shen) body snuggling in his arms, Xiao Zhige closed his eyes restrainedly and restrained before catching An Changqing’s injured hand: “What’s the matter?”

An Changqing curled up his fingers, not taking it too seriously, and said, “I accidentally burnt the noodles while cooking.” He was born with delicate skin, and he did so much rough work. This time, he just accidentally rubbed it on the pot, and his fingers immediately scorched. He originally wanted to go back and put some medicine on it, but Xiao Zhige didn’t expect Xiao Zhige to see it so sharply.

“Don’t hesitate, I’ll give you medicine.” Xiao Zhige was very concerned, two sword eyebrows were deeply gathered, he was seated by the window, and he took the candlestick and silver needle gold sore medicine. After roasting the silver needles on a candle fire, he held his hand, carefully and gently broke the singe, and then poured powdered medicine on him.

He handled it very carefully and moved very gently, for fear of hurting him. Such a cold-faced general, holding his hand at this time, seemed to be holding a fragile treasure.

An Changqing looked down, her nose sour again without warning. He grew up so much, except for his mother and sister, no one had ever treated him so carefully.

Xiao Zhige thought he was in pain, and the movements on his hands became softer, and he coaxed him unskillfully with a straight face: “It won’t hurt anymore.”

An Changqing said with a strong nasal “um”, glanced out of the window, and whispered embarrassedly, “I will give you another bowl of noodles tomorrow?”

Xiao Zhige refused without thinking about it: “No, this kind of rough work is left to the subordinates, so take care of your injuries.”

An Changqing stared at her properly bandaged finger: “…”

Fine.

The author has something to say: Xiao Zhige: The dragon beard noodle made by his wife is gone…

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Looking at yesterday’s comments, in fact, the prince was really persuaded. He was afraid that Qingqing was afraid of him like others, so he deceived himself and hid, and then secretly observed that he could pretend to be okay (fa) and give birth to this Yazi (

So can Xiao Zengzong get extra points today?