Empress Xiao Tong is one of Kangxi's favorite concubines, and her familiarity with Kangxi Cheng Dù is naturally far from being comparable to Duolong and others, even if her appearance and conversation are flawless, once there is any intimate contact, how can Empress Xiao Tong not be able to distinguish the characteristics of her man?

But now, Song Qingshu can't find a reason to avoid it, and thinks in his heart that he must keep his distance from her later, otherwise his long-term plan may fall short.

"The emperor has arrived~"

Hearing the voice of the eunuch in the distance, Xiao Tong stood up with a happy face, and while arranging her hair in front of the bronze mirror, she asked the palace maid: "How is it, am I not beautiful today?"

"Of course it's beautiful, Niangniang, you are the most beautiful of the harem concubines. ”

Hearing the palace maid's words, Xiao Tonghou's eyes were bent like a crescent moon, and she knelt on the ground with joy, greeting Song Qingshu: "The emperor is auspicious." ”

Looking at Xiao Tong and looking up at himself, under the glow of the candlelight, a pretty face looked particularly beautiful, and Song Qingshu only felt that his head was too big.

Song Qingshu motioned to the eunuch to put the recital on the couch, and then said to Xiao Tonghou: "I want to review the recital today, you can rest by yourself first." ”

A trace of disappointment flashed in Xiao Tonghou's eyes, but she quickly put her mind on the table, and while beckoning the eunuch and palace maid to prepare snacks, she leaned over and said, "Then the concubine will go and make some soup for the emperor to nourish the heart and calm the mind." ”

"Don't bother, I'm not hungry. Song Qingshu was not used to Xiao Tonghou's affectionate feeling, and subconsciously distanced.

"The emperor has a lot of opportunities during the day, and he has to review the chapters at night, and he should drink some soup to take care of the dragon's body. The emperor will review the chapter first, and the concubines will come when they go. Xiao Tong didn't care, and after saluting Song Qingshu, she left.

Song Qingshu looked at Xiao Tonghou's departing Qianying depressedly, thinking that now that he had practiced his internal skills to the realm of heaven and man, why did he need to drink any supplements, not to mention that he was not used to Xiao Tonghou's posture of a good wife and mother.

Although I hate watching the recitals, it seems to be easier to review the recitals than after facing Xiao Tong alone, and Song Qingshu slowly fell into a trance.

In my mind, I roughly presented the context of the entire imperial court's power structure, which forces there were, and which faction each official belonged to...... As long as you pay attention, you can also see a hint from the recital, after all, the person who plays the music always has his own motives, right?

Often, a piece of music is righteous, and it looks very reasonable, but as long as you start from the interests of which officials will be affected and which officials will be harmed by the music, with a little analysis, you can roughly judge the camp to which he belongs.

Suddenly feeling a pair of soft little hands on his shoulders, Song Qingshu couldn't help but tremble.

"Did the concubines disturb the emperor?" asked Xiao Tong in a soft voice.

Seeing Song Qingshu shaking his head expressionlessly, Empress Xiao Tong took the porcelain bowl from the palace maid's hand and said with a smile: "The emperor tastes the osmanthus lotus seed soup made by the concubine." ”

Song Qingshu really wanted to overturn this bowl of soup willfully, so naturally he would not have to face Xiao Tong in the future. However, before Kangxi left Beijing, he was obviously still the most fond of Xiao Tong, but after returning from Shengjing, his attitude suddenly took a 180-degree turn, and everyone must have doubts.

Smelling the faint fragrance coming from Xiao Tonghou's body, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a little red and heartbeat, and there seemed to be an inexplicable heat in his body, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be surprised: What's the matter?

I carefully examined the true qi in my body, and there was no sense of obscurity when it was running, but the true qi circulating in the meridians didn't seem to be as calm as it was on weekdays.

Could it be that he has gone mad? Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't feel like it.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" Xiao Tonghou's voice came from his ears, Song Qingshu suddenly woke up, smiled reluctantly, and reached out to take the bowl.

"It seems that the emperor is overtired, so the concubines will pinch the emperor's shoulders. Without waiting for Song Qingshu to react, Xiao Tong naturally stood behind him and gently kneaded it.

Ten fingers were as green as jade, and the strength was appropriate, Song Qingshu's body quickly relaxed, enjoying the gentleness of her fingertips. I can feel that in order to please the emperor, Empress Xiao Tong must have worked her skills.

Every time Xiao Tong pressed to a place, Song Qingshu felt that a tingling sensation spread out, and his body slowly became hot, although his reason told him that something was wrong, but this crispy and numb feeling was too comfortable, and Song Qingshu was reluctant to let her stop.

Seeing Song Qingshu closing his eyes and enjoying his face, Xiao Tong felt very happy, when he pressed Song Qingshu's temples, he intentionally or unintentionally let his head rest on his chest, and the feeling of squeezing made her skin float a layer of red glow, and suddenly smelled a rich and mysterious aroma between her noses, only to feel hot sweat all over her body, and her body was like a crisp, and she quickly put her face on Song Qingshu's back in a daze, and said in a greasy voice: "Your Majesty, it's late at night, let's rest in peace." ”

Song Qingshu's eyes were already red, and when he heard this, he picked up her legs, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the embroidered tent step by step.

Xiao Tong was lying in Song Qingshu's arms with a blushing face, with clouds piled up in green buns, fragrant teeth, and a graceful and delicate body, which was simply soft and boneless.

The neon dress slipped down, revealing a large piece of snowy skin, thinking that she was the most delicate concubine in Kangxi's harem, Song Qingshu felt a trace of evil excitement in the depths of his heart, and his arms parted her two snow slips widely, and the whole person pressed heavily along the thin and delicate place.

Xiao Tong's back face was greased, his expression was cheerful and sweet, his legs wrapped around Song Qingshu's waist, and his delicate body trembled lightly from time to time, as if he was annoyed that the man on his body didn't know how to pity the jade......

In the early morning of the second day, when Song Qingshu woke up and looked at Xiao Tong lying lazily beside him, the brocade was slipped down to his waist, revealing his moving and delicate body.

Recalling last night's shy, flattering gaze and biting his lips, Song Qingshu's heart couldn't help but waver, but soon his expression became solemn, and he couldn't figure out why he was so beastly last night.

Secretly investigating the true qi in the body, it has restored the former calm, and even has a little more condensation and vigor, presumably it is the credit of the Xuanyin Qi in Xiao Tonghou's body.

"Could it be that the Huanxi Zen Method has begun to backfire?" Song Qingshu's face became more and more ugly, although he had heard Gu Mozhi and others say how dangerous it was to practice the Huanxi Zen Method, but he had always disagreed with it, after all, he had been cultivating for so long and had not encountered any problems, until last night's gaffe.

"Is the emperor going to the early court? The concubines can't get up to see each other, and the emperor didn't have any pity last night...... The concubine is now very weak. Xiao Tong complained, struggling to sit up, but he only felt weak, and he was too lazy to move a finger. She knew that this was because she had been tossed by the emperor all night, and presumably he would not be surprised by this little thing.

"You have a good rest. Song Qingshu was worried that she had noticed something abnormal, but looking at her current appearance, she didn't seem to realize that the man who galloped on her last night was not her husband, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In this way, after a period of time, Song Qingshu dealt with political affairs in the morning during the day, and lingered in Xiao Tonghou at night, enjoying endless charm and gentleness, and in the entire Forbidden City, no one noticed that the emperor had changed someone, even if it was the imperial concubine who was lying under Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu found himself more and more obsessed with being an emperor, and that feeling of being self-respecting and that anyone's fate was in his own hands was simply the most irresistible temptation in the world. What's more, there are also harem beauties who greet each other gently, as for the filthiness when they compete for favor with each other secretly, what does it matter to themselves?

In fact, according to Song Qingshu's original plan, it was just an expedient measure to temporarily change into Kangxi. After all, he has been pretending to be continuous, although Kangxi is dead, he is still alive, and Song Qingshu is alive, but he is dead.

Kangxi, the emperor is only the emperor of the Manchus, Song Qingshu's original intention naturally did not put a barbarian throne in his eyes, in his plan, as long as he completely controls the entire palace, and then supports a puppet to sit in the palace, he can get out and establish his own foundation in Shandong, there is a fake Kangxi, the infernal affairs of the zài, as a Han person, it is not difficult to overthrow the Manchu rule in a dignified manner, and when the time comes, his prestige in the hearts of thousands of Han people in the world can be said to be in full swing, and it is not impossible to annex Mongolia under the call of a hundred people。

However, Song Qingshu still underestimated the temptation of power, he never thought that he would be bound by a mere throne, but after he really became the emperor, he found that he was reluctant.

Why do you need to get out of it? Go to Shandong to work hard to develop a righteous army, and then single-handedly fight against an empire, even if you succeed, isn't it still just an emperor?

What's more, if you don't pay attention to the risks involved in the rebellion, you will never recover, and you will become a piece of dust under the rolling wheel of history. Maybe the history books of the future write that ......on the x, x, x, x, x

Although a few thoughts occasionally flashed in his mind, warning him not to sink in, these thoughts were quickly dispelled by the voices of the ministers chanting long live, as well as the confusion and coquettishness of Xiao Tonghou.

"Your Majesty, the concubine feels that you have been a little different recently. Song Qingshu was pondering when the voice of Xiao Tong in his arms made him break out in a cold sweat.

"What's the difference?" Song Qingshu asked quietly.

The concubine didn't dare to say it. Xiao Tonghou's lightly drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally shook his head.

"Say, I forgive you not guilty. Song Qingshu's heart was cold, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, but he couldn't bear it when he thought of her being happy under him.

"The concubines can't be said, I always feel that the emperor seems to have changed after he comes back, and every time the concubine serves the emperor, it seems to be a ......" Xiao Tonghou's face turned red, "It seems to be serving another strange man." ”