The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

Chapter 6

“I remember it’s time for the three sisters to discuss marriage? They are not too young anymore. +++ Mobile phone reading visit m. ”

An Changqing looked at the half-sister who was four years younger than him, with no warmth in her eyes. He still remembered how An Xiange, an innocent little baby in the winter when he was ten, chuckled and pushed An Xianyu, who was one year older than her, into the lake. Like him, An Xianyu has been bullied since he was a child and has developed a cowardly and weak (sexual xing) son. Because of poor eating, she looked thinner and weaker than the younger An Xiange. An Xiange didn’t even need too much effort to push An Xianyu like a cat into the lake. An Changqing happened to pass by at that time. Although she jumped down and rescued An Xianyu, she drowned and got a serious illness, and since then she suffered from chills.

On the contrary, An Xiange, An Zhike said that he was young and ignorant, so he let it go.

An Changqing lowered his eyes and smiled mockingly, but was no longer ready to swallow. To live a lifetime, you can’t still make a soft dough that you can knead and flatten.

“If you marry your husband and speak so indifferently, I am afraid that you will put your husband on a charge of disrespect to the royal family.” He said, looking at An Zhike, with a slight smile on his face: “Father is a big man. Prime Minister Ye, should you know the truth of “Don’t speak up against evil” and “Involve family members”?”

Looking at the ugly faces (colors) of the An family members, An Changqing picked up the tea and took a sip: “Although I am a family, there is a difference in respect and inferiority. Even if I don’t care, the prince always pays attention to the rules. I know, I’m afraid I will get angry.”

“The temper of the prince…presumably everyone knows it.” An Changqing surely looked at the pale An Xiange, and smiled lightly: “If the prince wants to be punished in anger, I dare not stop it, the third sister. Say yes?”

An Xiange looked at him in disbelief, still trying to argue something unconvinced, but was pinched by the Liu clan next to him, pouting his handkerchief almost torn apart, and reluctantly said: ” The princess was right, Geer knew it was wrong.”

An Changqing nodded slightly, and ignored her, turned around and recruited An Xianyu to talk to her-only An Xianyu was present today, and Aunt Yu did not come out in the backyard.

Auntie Yu can come or not according to the rules, but Aunt Yu is An Changqing’s biological mother. If she really respects the princess An Changqing, she will definitely let Aunty Yu come out to see people. But no one in Anfu took him seriously, Aunt Yu naturally didn’t show up, only sister An Xianyu sat with him at the end.

An Xianyu was still the same as she remembered, quiet and shy, and she looked very good, but she always lowered her head and didn’t even dare to speak loudly. An Changqing sighed secretly, (touching Mo) distressedly (touching Mo) her head, and asked about her studies.

An family has a century-old poetry and poetry heir, and the daughter of An family was taught by a female husband in clan studies before she got married. An Xian Yusheng (sexual xing) is quiet, her only hobby is to read and calligraphy, and she does a good job of learning.

However, this time An Xianyu lowered his head and said quietly, “I…I didn’t go to clan school.”

An Xiange finally found the stubbornness on the side, chuckled and sniffed, “An Xianyu cheated on the exam and was kicked out by her husband.” She smiled meaningfully: “It really is not a family. No one enters a house.”

What she said was that An Changqing was also expelled from clan studies by the master. The Ann family has credits for male and female studies. There is only a wall on either side. The masters of andrology were all famous Confucian scholars, specializing in teaching stereotyped essays in preparation for future imperial examinations.

Although An Changqing also loves to read, she reads miscellaneous books on medical science and water conservancy. I didn’t learn well in the eight-legged essay. Coupled with his origin, the master of the family school has never looked down upon him. Later, he was planted by the Chief An and had a private meeting with female students, and his behavior was improper. The master drove him out of the clan school without waiting for him to argue.

An Zhike also knows this matter, and has checked it. It’s just that between the smart and pleasing second son and the disgusting third son, he chose to preserve the reputation of the second son. From that time, An Changqing was completely cold towards him.

An Changqing glanced over An Zhike and An Changduan, with a smile but a smile: “I think the words of the third sister are very reasonable, what do the father and the second brother think?”

The faces (colors) of the two changed slightly.

An Xiangguo has been in the court for decades, and probably has never been questioned like this before, not to mention that the person who questioned is still a concubine who has never seen it before. He looked slightly angry with his mocking eyes, but it was not easy to break out. An Zhike could only cast his anger on An Xiange.

“Where have you learned the rules? If you don’t learn well, you can come out to meet people after you have learned it!” He said so seriously, An Xiange has been spoiled since childhood, and has never been scolded in public like this before. She became red, and she didn’t think she had made any mistakes, she just stared at An Changqing with resentment, daring not to speak.

An Changqing watched a monkey show, and did not speak out to discourage him, only pulling An Xianyu to speak.

***

Was given two dismissal in succession. Everyone in the An family finally realized that the former unfavored concubine had stiff wings, unlike before, he could humiliate at will. Even the timid An Xianyu was guarded by An Changqing, and he couldn’t say a word about it.

After sitting in the flower hall for a while, it was time for lunch. An Changqing still sat in the seat, and the old lady sitting next to him stretched his face, squeezed the crutches heavily, and said in a strange way: “The long Qing is bigger, and he has become more capable.”

An Changqing lowered his eyes and replied indifferently: “After so many years in this mansion, listening and watching every day, I have to learn something, otherwise my grandmother might not be able to see her grandson sitting here.”

The old lady’s face sank, but he didn’t answer any more. After all, she is not blind, it is impossible for her to not know the situation of An Changqing’s mother and son in the residence these years. It’s just that the old lady is partial and doesn’t look down on Yu, so she just left it alone and pretended not to know.

Just as the maid began to prepare dishes, she stopped talking and began to eat.

After dinner, after sitting for a while, An Changqing proposed to go to the backyard to visit Aunt Yu, his biological mother. An Zhike was upset when he saw him now, and only said that Aunt Yu (shen) was recuperating in the backyard with her body, and asked Li to accompany him to the backyard, and went to the front yard study by herself.

When An Changqing heard that her mother was sick, she was a little anxious, and did not allow Li to accompany him, so she rushed to the backyard with someone.

Their mother and son lived in Lanhong Garden, the most desolate courtyard in the northeast corner of Xiangfu. The road was winding and winding, and it was a bit desolate when it was neglected in winter. An Changqing has been away for many years, but has never forgotten this road. He strode forward eagerly, but was stopped by someone at the turn.

“The third brother is really majestic today.” The speaker was half leaning on the tree, his dangling eyes looked up and down An Changqing, like a vicious snake, Snake Xinzi licked his skin inch by inch.

An Changqing paused, and looked at him in disgust: “What are you doing here (gan)?”

“Of course I’m waiting to see my good cousin. My cousin turned his face away when he became a princess, and even the cousin didn’t want to shout?” Chang Qi sneered and stood up straight: ” You didn’t dare to do this before.”

An Changqing straightened her back, her expression (color) calm, her (body shen) body was secretly taut, and when the wind caught a glimpse of the tall Zhao Shi behind her, she relaxed a little. This was specially given to him by Xiao Zhige. Those who stayed: “Today is different from the past, people will always change.”

Chang An Qi said: “It seems that you have served the Northern Warlord well? Why? I heard that the Northern Warlord likes to play tricks, can you afford it?”

His words were (exposed) bones and ugly. Seeing that An Changqing’s face (color) was pale, but his eyebrows became more and more (yan) beautiful, he couldn’t help taking a step forward, reaching out (touching Mo) His face, but his fingers hadn’t touched his cheeks, and a cold long knife was placed in the neck. The tall and magnificent Zhao Shi guarded An Changqing behind him, looked at An Changqi with ugly eyes, and gave a cold warning. : “The prince has orders, and those who disrespect the princess, (kill sha) will not be amnesty!”

“Oh, in just a few days, have you learned how to fight against others?” An Changqi’s face was slightly distorted, his eyes flashed with cold light: “The third brother really has gained a lot of skills…”

“Zhao Shi, do it!” Before he could continue to say some foul language, An Changqing directly ordered.

When Zhao Shi heard that his arm used force, the knife that was originally imaginary on his neck sent forward three points without hesitation.

An Changqi’s movements were stagnant, and he (touching Mo) (touching Mo) his neck in disbelief, and he saw that his hands were covered with blood.

His eyes widened and his face was distorted. He looked at An Changqing savagely, gritted his teeth and said: “Little bitch! Do you dare!”

***

With An Changqing in mind, Xiao Zhige rode his horse to Xiangfu again after dealing with the military exercises in the barracks in the morning. An Zhike, who heard the news, came to welcome him personally, and when he heard that he wanted to find An Changqing, his face was slightly surprised: “The princess went to the backyard to see Aunt Yu.”

“I’ll find him.” Xiao Zhige said: “Lead the way ahead.”

He naturally made An Zhike look ugly with his calling attitude, but he didn’t dare to resist and took him to the backyard.

Unexpectedly, just halfway through, I heard a male voice mockingly saying from a distance: “It seems that you have served the Northern Warlord well? Why? I heard that the Northern Warlord likes to play tricks. Can you afford it?”

An Zhike’s face (color) changed, and he was about to stop shouting, but Xiao Zhige raised his hand to stop him.

Xiao Zhige’s face (color) was green, and the steps he took were full of (killing sha) intentions.

But the speaker continued to die, and said: “Oh, in just a few days, I have learned how to fight against others… The third brother really gained a lot of skills…”

Xiao Zhige’s figure disappeared at the corner, and An Zhike was wondering how to make this happen, when suddenly he heard a tragic wailing.

This painful cry was strangely familiar, An Zhike was startled, and suddenly remembered that the owner of this voice turned out to be like Erfangtang Ji’an Changqi. He hurried to catch up, but saw Xiao Zhige holding An Changqing in his arms with one hand and whispering something. The other one was empty with a black gold gun in his hand, the tip of the gun was stained with blood. And in the withered grass not far from the two, An Changqi was clutching a severed hand, rolling and wailing violently.

An Zhike knew that this matter could not be good anymore.

As long as the person who spoke harshly to An Changqing today was not An Changqi, but any person without blood (guanguan), he could deal with the person without hesitation, and then suppress the matter. But it happened to be An Changqi.

An Changqi is the only son in the second room. Although his second brother An Zhishou did not pursue an official career, he was good at doing business, and his wife was also the jewel in the hands of a big merchant in Xuchang County. These years, relying on the Yue family’s business has done a lot. Although An Zhike is the long-term son of the long house, the official worships the prime minister. But the salary can’t support the expenses of the family and the relationship between the family members. These years, the second room has been making money.

Therefore, even though An Changqi was addicted to his trousers, he was still kind to this mate.

But now An Changqi had nasty thoughts about his cousin, and the Northern Warlord broke through on the spot. Not to mention smoothing out this matter, An Zhike just wants to save An Zhike’s life.

Many thoughts flashed in his mind for a moment, An Zhike glanced vaguely at his third son whose body was blocked by Xiao Zhige. His expression was slightly cold, and he drew towards Xiao Zhige to the end: “The lord forgive me, Changqing and Chang Qi has been cautious since he was young, and his words in jokes have become vulgar. It is not that he is disrespectful to the prince. He also asked the prince to forgive him. In the future, I will take good care of him and prevent him from speaking out!

An Xiangguo can speak eloquently, and the black can be said to be white. Obviously, An Changqi had a nasty mind and molested and humiliated An Changqing. When it came to his mouth, it became a joke among the brothers.

He looked at An Changqing, and deliberately slowed down and lowered his voice to express the majesty of the superior: “Changqing, your cousin’s (sexual xing) son, you know, he took care of you the most when he was young. Not bad, you can’t bear to ruin your cousin’s life just because of a joke, right?”

An Changqing (body shen) trembled, she emerged from Xiao Zhige’s arms (exposed), her face (color) was pale, her eyes were dark and godless: “Father wants me to let him go?”

An Zhike’s face twitched, but his voice was tempting: “Long Qi treats you not thinly.”

“So you know?” An Changqing laughed abruptly, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were filled with hatred, and her teeth were clenched: “So you knew it!”

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