The Beloved Imperial Consort

"My mother, my brother is obedient. Have you been bothered?" Chengqing small bun eyebrows tight, a small face serious. Zong Zhenglin, who is also scrupulous, hugs his knee. How does Mu Xiyao think about coke.

It's a pity that I can't make a little dragon's robe. It's a pity that parents and children can't wear it.

"Why does the emperor say that Chengyou is in his mother's stomach?" The smaller steamed stuffed buns, with a confused face, were lying on the edge of the bed, with their necks up and looking at Mu Xiyao's bright eyes.

This little guy thinks that the elder brother's "younger brother" refers to him alone.

Amused by his little son, Emperor Jian'an touches Chengyou's hairy head, and then looks at the woman on the couch who is smiling and frowning. His eyes are soft and doting.

Chengqing is quite upset. He thinks that Chengyou is so simple that he can't understand. He has lost his elder brother's face. Hate to glance at him, the mother said, after he will have younger brother and sister, all belong to him! Although xiaobaozi has been accompanied by a long follower since childhood, he also knows that his identity is different. The most intimate person in the palace is his father, his mother, his wife and a younger brother. At this moment, I heard that there are "my own people" coming out again. I'm not happy.

As for why the younger brother came out of his mother's belly and had to wait for ten months, Chengqing baozi took it for granted. Since he can remember, did Cheng you jump out like this? It's the same reason to eat when you're hungry.

Having seen the world, he not only brought out his elder brother's airs, but also brought out a sense of pride.

Oh, hey, Chengqing steamed bun looks like she can speak. She looks like she can speak. The lady of the imperial concubine can see her son desher at one glance. She turns her head to look at the past, and she is happy with Jian'an emperor.

Zong Zhenglin protects his eldest son with a smile in his eyes.

In the Yuxiu palace, Gu Changde, who was warm and affectionate in the palace, was in trouble. It's not obvious that you don't have a long brain when you go in and ask about the meaning of long live. Your master and your two royal Highnesses are both here. If you are in front of that one, you can deliver a message for the empress Gu Changde thought of the smiling eyes of his wife and concubine. After all, he just stood outside and planned to go to the front study later and reply on the way.

He Lianmin waited in the palace for a long time. Most of the time passed, but there was no reply. He urged people to see what was going on. However, the man came back and said that Mr. Gu should have done it, but he did not see any communication.

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"But the princess stopped her?" At this time, the emperor should have been in the imperial library. He could have taken the two royal Highnesses to the palace of the bitches, which had already made the queen feel depressed. When she was stopped again, it was even more ugly.

Why, the overlord is not satisfied, the emperor has no place to talk to others?

The little eunuch didn't know whether Gu Gonggong had got the imperial concubine and empress. Naturally, he didn't dare to go back in disorder. In the eyes of the empress, she became even more afraid of the woman's power and did not dare to speak out to bring disaster.

With such a gloomy face, I saw that after lunch, I got up at noon, and then I heard back from the imperial study.

"Empress, the emperor said to come back later. You don't have to eat. " The little eunuch was afraid that the master would not be happy.

No matter how unwilling he was, he was killed by this afternoon. Well, it would be nice to see someone.

In Changning palace, the Empress Dowager who worships Buddha quietly hears that the imperial concubine is happy and has a royal grandson. How can she not be happy. Can immediately think of it is Mu's out, the joy on the face will gradually fade down.

"Where does the emperor rest these days?"

Looking at this look, mother Chen knew that her ancestors understood it very well. At the moment, it's only a precise number to ask. "For a few days I stayed in your Lord's womb. The day before yesterday, the political affairs were busy, so I made up for it in my study all night. Last night I was alone in Xihe hall. "

As for the morning, no one in the palace knows. Like the newly established rules, long live will certainly ask the two princes to have dinner together. In the afternoon, if you sit and eat tea, you don't want to go to bed. That person is also a saint. This kind of grace is that when the first emperor was still alive, there was no one after Yuan Dynasty.

"The ancestral rule is that if you are pregnant, you can't go to bed. Do you forget the rules or do you have no fear of being a spoiled girl?"

After meditating for several months, the Empress Dowager finally eased her breath. If we can't move the woman he loves openly, we'll follow the rules. She had already stopped to give the imperial concubine a lesson, that is to compromise with the emperor. As long as you don't cross that line, the emperor can't really kill her mother.

What's more, Zong Zhenglin was ruthless in exposing her crime, and her biological mother was charged with the crime of regicide and treason, and now she has to be humiliated.

"Ask someone to go to the Jingshi room and pick up the ones that don't open their eyes."

Mother Chen walked out of the door, stroked her hair, and called the eunuch to go to work.

When Zong Zhenglin finished his political work, he got up to stretch his muscles and bones, walked slowly around the imperial case, and then stepped out of the door. He saw Gu Changde's eyebrows lowered and his eyes narrowed, and his face was licked by Duke sun, the Minister of state. His smile was more ugly than crying.

"The emperor, the Empress Dowager asked me to give you a message. "It's important for the emperor to take care of his concubine." Holding the tray high in his hand, the implication is clear.

Gu Changde raised his eyelids and secretly looked at Wansui. However, he saw that today he only raised his eyebrows and eyes slightly. His sharp eyes swept quickly from the tray and gently lifted his fingertips——Kunning palace!

Your master's brand was removed. Now the emperor turned over the Empress Dowager's sign as the Empress Dowager wanted. He was greatly relieved that he could finally go back to work with dignity.

"Did the emperor really go to the Queen's palace?" The movement of fiddling with the Buddha beads suddenly stopped. The Empress Dowager put down the Sutra and felt that this was too smooth today. "Looking at the removal of the imperial concubine brand, the emperor did not respond?"

Mother Chen opened the tea bowl to add tea, as if to ease her heart, speak to the good. "You're in charge. The rules of our ancestors don't mean that bad things can break down. The emperor has been filial since he was a child, and he was only angry a few days ago. Now that you take care of your grandson, long live can't understand that you mean well. "

Beautiful words, coax the Empress Dowager nodded, saved a few months of depression finally dissipated some.

"That's right. After all, the emperor is becoming more and more powerful, and it is not appropriate to strengthen him any more. " For the empress dowager, this is the biggest concession. She did not deal with the woman, the palace out of a top favored, just not pepper room alone, give birth to such ideas should not have just.

"If I don't mean it wrong, what the queen said is to ask for an heir from me?"

In the palace of Kunning, Emperor Jian'an did not know whether he was happy or angry. He knocked on the edge of the buckle with the lid of the tea bowl. The sound of the collision was so clear that He Lian Minmin's heart jumped.

The face rose purple, how could not think of her so tactful around the bend of the plea, the man actually exposed her shameful words, so publicized in the mouth, she was extremely embarrassed.

"If it's OK for me to raise my son, I don't think it's proper for me to raise my son. If someone thinks that he has made great contributions to his birth and raising, and his son is recorded in the name of the central palace, and if he does not know how to behave, he will commit crimes on the head of the noble concubine's younger sister. If not, he will... "

Being watched by the half closed eyes of the man on his head, the Queen's mother was clasped with her fingers, and no matter how determined, she could not resist the cold all over him.