Chapter 222 Si Yu Overturned the Car 3

Like a pot of cold water poured down.

The pity that rose in Emperor Yuan Chun's heart instantly chilled his heart, followed by extreme anger.

He raised his leg and kicked Empress Gu on the shoulder, yelling loudly, "Duanjia is my daughter, if you dare to plot against her, you plot against me. Queen, queen, could it be that I have praised you too much for so many years, called You are so bold that you dare to humiliate me!"

Emperor Yuanchun had an excellent reputation.

He is not a normal successor to the seat of the emperor, so these years, the outside world has been controversial about him.

He governed the country with dignity and professionalism, and became a generation of good emperors in the eyes of the common people.

Just because of Queen Gu's stupidity.

Emperor Yuanchun didn't even dare to think, how would the common people judge him in the future?

Queen Gu's heart ached from being kicked.

The phoenix crown on his head fell off, and his face was pale.

She walked on her knees and hugged Emperor Yuanchun's thigh, and she burst into tears, "I know my mistake, and this concubine is not insulting the sage. The concubine just wants to share the worries of the sage. Si Yu has close contacts with the Song family, and the concubine is worried that they will form an alliance and do something. A bad plan for the country and the country.

Only then did he want to take advantage of this opportunity to take the Song family into his hands. In this way, it can be regarded as a solution to the great worry of the Holy Majesty. "

The crown prince paused, "Father and queen clearly learned that everything my mother has done is to stabilize my father's country. My father has been afraid of the Song family for a long time, and my sons and mother want to share the burden for my father, so I broke things impulsively."

Emperor Yuanchun calmed down.

His cloudy eyes swept across the queen prince sharply.

The veins on the temples bulged slightly.

He sneered, "You two idiots, if you can take back the Song family by framing it, I would have done it a long time ago, so it's your turn to bother.

The Song family had hairpin tassels for generations, and Song Ti held most of the military power. The soldiers under his command only obeyed him as the leader. If the Song family was taken back in an extreme way, it would only arouse the anger of the crowd.

I put pressure on the Song family every day, in order to find their faults and cut power step by step, so as not to leave any talk. "

Crown Prince Gu did not speak.

Of course they knew what Emperor Yuanchun was thinking, but Emperor Yuanchun was already the emperor, and he spent some time with the Song family.

But the prince's side is constantly fighting, and they must take the initiative to attack.

"Do you think I don't know, what's your plan?"

Emperor Yuan Chun sneered.

He knows better than anyone else how tempting the emperor is.

The prince wanted to secure his position as the crown prince, and was eager to win over the family.

The small hands and feet he did on weekdays were harmless, and he passed by with one eye closed.

Emperor Yuan Chun certainly couldn't bear the embarrassment of the noisy royal family nowadays.

Empress Gu's face was hot.

Although Emperor Yuan Chun didn't speak out, it was more embarrassing and humiliating than pointing at her nose and scolding her.

"The concubine is guilty, please be punished by the sage. What happened today was all done by the concubine alone. It is the concubine who has implicated the prince." Empress Gu fell to the ground and wept, taking the responsibility on herself.

Emperor Yuanchun said coldly, "The empress lost her morality. I think it's because there are too many things in the harem, which makes the empress dizzy. It is said that copying Buddhist scriptures can make people calm, so the empress should copy a Buddhist scripture with 200,000 words. During the period when you copy Buddhist scriptures, let the sage Concubine takes charge of the Six Palaces instead of you."

Concubine Xian was ecstatic.

Get down on your knees and give thanks.

Emperor Yuanchun then warned the crown prince, "I'm not dead yet, in this world, it's not your turn to share the burden for me."

The prince lowered his head.

Emperor Yuanchun flicked his sleeves and left.

Respectfully sending Emperor Yuan Chun away, Concubine Xian couldn't hide her joy and looked at Empress Gu, who was defeated and depressed, "Empress, from now on, my concubine will manage the harem for you. I will definitely not let you down."

Empress Gu and Concubine Xian have been competing for a long time.

The mother clan behind them is comparable, and because Empress Gu looks more like Yuanchun Emperor Bai Yueguang, Concubine Xian missed the position of queen, and even her son missed the position of prince.

For so many years, Concubine Xian has been crushed to death by the empress, and now a little crack is finally showing.

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Fu Nanqian was immersed in the pain that his sweetheart was a mirror-grinding addiction and couldn't extricate himself from it.

For several days in a row, I was sick and unhappy.

That afternoon, he was sitting in the gazebo drinking, looking at the chrysanthemums planted outside the pavilion, and sighing quietly.

"The chrysanthemum is incomplete, the ground is full of injuries..."

Song Zhao came with a lunch box.

"Fu Lang-jun, 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, showing great hospitality.

Fu Nanqian took another sip of wine, "The bitter wine hurts in the throat—"

Song Zhao comforted, "Mr. Fu, be careful, who hasn't met a few scumbags when he was young! If you feel sad for an unworthy woman, why bother thinking about it. I don't worry about other people's worries. I don't worry about getting sick. No one will replace you."

Fu Nanqian paused.

Song Zhao continued, "If I am worried, who will be happy? Besides, it is painful and laborious! Life is not easy, should we cherish it more?"

Fu Nanqian's eyes suddenly lit up.

He cheered up a little, picked up the tea on the table and ate it, "You are right, I should cherish life."

Song Zhao chuckled.

Resting her cheeks on her hands, she looked 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 poison, and I hope Fu Langjun will teach the little girl."

Fu Nanqian suddenly felt that the tea in his hand was not fragrant.

He waved his folding fan and flatly refused, "No."

Song Zhao frowned, "The little girl will pay for it."

Fu Nanqian thought to himself, it would be scary enough to follow a crazy critic.

If the future daughter-in-law learns how to make drugs, and the husband and wife become a married couple, how will he live?

He fought a cold war.

However, he met the round eyes of the little girl.

After a moment of silence, he said inscrutablely, "My poison-making skills will only be taught to two kinds of people."

Song Zhao listened attentively.

"The first one is my idol, you know the resurrected genius doctor. Unless you are her, I can discuss with you."

Song Zhao lowered his eyes.

After a while, she said calmly, "Since this is the case, I will not hide it from Fu Langjun. In fact, I am resurrected."

Fu Nanqian, "???"

He looked up at the sky without saying a word, "Isn't it still night? Why are you starting to daydream?"

Song Zhao, "..."

These days, no one actually believes the truth.

She was silent and gave up explaining, "What about the second type of person?"

Fu Nanqian was shy, "Naturally, my future wife."

Song Zhao's eyes widened.

In the next second, get up and leave.

However, within two steps, she ran back again.

The little girl put her hands on her hips, her eyes were full of scrutiny, and she looked at Fu Nanqian from top to bottom.

Fu Nanqian backed away in fear, "What do you think of me like that?"

Song Zhao touched his face.

Sighing faintly, she said regretfully, "Such a beautiful girl is really cheap to Mr. Fu."

Fu Nanqian, "?" was confused.

Song Zhao raised his chin, "Give me your birth date."

Fu Nanqian felt that Song Zhao at the moment made him nervous.

He couldn't help but gave Song Zhao his birth date.

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