He Weiwen saw the person he sent over to teach her the rules in the study at night, the four old ladies in the palace, who were originally in good shape, but now they are round again.

Dressed in gold, like a Lafayette outfit.

Looks like it's going well. Not only is it good, but it should be very good.

Seeing him salute, he sat down behind his desk, his hands halfway up, and the four grandmothers had already stood up.

Before he could ask, he had already poured beans and began to say that she was good, and the four of them cooperated seamlessly, without pause at all, and arranged it more properly than singing, and did not give anyone a chance to interject from beginning to end.

In the time when almost a stick of incense was sprinkled, the four of them stopped, and all the beautiful adjectives in this world were placed on her, boasting that there was nothing in heaven and on earth.

He Weiwen lifted the teacup, and the tea lid gently stirred the clear tea, these grandmothers, the last time they saw him, they were trembling, he raised his hand to hold a teacup, and his body was so frightened that he was ready to kneel at any time.

It's only been half a month, how did you become like this now?

He Wei Wenmin took two sips of tea, leaned back, raised his head slightly, waved his hand, and the secret guard in the study immediately flew down, not giving the four grandmothers a chance to scream, and had already ordered the dumb hole to take them down to the torture room.

The four grandmothers were brought over by Hu Qingcheng, Hu Qingcheng was standing next to him before, and the four grandmothers were taken down, He Weiwen beckoned him to come over and talk.

He put the teacup down, rested one elbow on the arm of the chair and tilted his head to support his head, and tapped the table twice with one hand curling his fingers.

Hu Qingcheng tensed his body and tensed his nerves, listening to his gentle tone and casual tone, "Qingcheng, otherwise your sister will forget it, she is easy to be wronged when she enters the palace with this rule." ”

Hu Qingcheng lowered his head and looked at the sparkling black jade floor tiles on the ground that seemed to reflect, "Dan by the general's order." ”

He Weiwen chuckled, and his tone pulled out a little teasing, "This grace was personally begged by your father, who is almost sixty years old, knelt down and bowed to the master, and the master thought about his sincerity." Why, didn't you ask your sister about her wishes at home? ”

Hu Qingcheng's expression was stiff, he didn't dare to lie in front of him, and changed a slightly tactful statement, "Qingruo has listened to his parents since he was a child, but he hasn't thought about it this time, and he is a little willful." ”

"Wayward?" He Weiwen muttered softly, his voice was very soft, and he only slid to his lips and did not spit out. Hu Qingcheng faintly heard him speak, but he didn't really hear it, so he didn't make a sound.

The four grandmothers were tortured in the torture room of the General's Mansion, and when they came, they were all in good spirits, and when they went back, they had more air in and less gas, He Weiwen provided three carriages, plus the one when they came, and one of them went back lying down.

He Weiwen personally went to the door to arrange the carriage, and the four grandmothers who were originally in pain and confused but couldn't faint heard his warm voice from far and near, and finally successfully fainted.

Hu Qingcheng arrived at the Hu Mansion, and arranged for the little guy to directly carry the four grandmothers who fainted to death to the Qingruo yard, and the blood of the four people dripped all the way from the door to the Qingruo yard, the carriage was bumpy, and the little guy's hands and feet were frightened by the tragic situation of the four people, stumbling, and the smell of blood along the way rushed to the sky.

The maids and maids in the house all avoided it with pale faces.

Hu Qingcheng arranged for the guards to surround Qingruo's courtyard, and entered the courtyard with a sword on his waist.

She sat at the door, on the steps of the main house, and changed into a red dress, with bright red flowers on her forehead.

Seeing him come over, he turned his head and smiled, smiling beautifully and truly.

"Brother, I stayed at my grandfather's house until I was twelve years old, and I just came back for two years, and you and my father have already made a marriage contract for me, marry the emperor, and become the mother of a country in the future."

Hu Qingcheng stopped, he was in the barracks all the year round, and he rarely saw her when he went home occasionally, and his father said that she had a perverse personality, violent and did not have everyone's beautiful demeanor.

Mother said that she didn't study well at her grandfather's house, she didn't know how to be a female celebrity, she didn't look at the female ring, and she did evil all day long, which was far from a few sisters and sisters.

Therefore, his father asked He Weiwen for a favor and asked her to marry the little emperor.

The two of them sat and stood together, separated by steps, and on the steps were blood stains that had just been carried up by Mama, and she sat on the steps, and the corners of her skirt were also dyed a lot, but the color of the skirt was bright red, and Hu Qingcheng didn't look carefully so she didn't find it.

Qingruo stood up, lowered her head slightly and arranged her skirt, tidying up carefully and carefully.

"Hu Qingcheng, guess what position he will give you, the deputy general who sold his sister, after he successfully usurped the throne?"

Hu Qingcheng's hand holding the hilt of the sword was bruised, his forehead was also tense, and he gritted his teeth and said in a gloomy tone, "Hu Qingruo, disaster comes from the mouth." ”

Qingruo tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled absently, "Dare to do it and not let people say it?" He asked him in a curious tone, like an ignorant and innocent child.

Turning to leave, he waved his hand at him, his back was dashing and almost brought out a feeling of autumn wind, "I don't want to marry, now it's up to you, brother!" ”

She doesn't want to marry? Hu Qingcheng watched her back disappear and pulled the corners of his mouth. Turn around and leave the yard, "Guard the yard." ”

The discipline mama that my father is looking for is already on the way, and she will arrive tomorrow, and she is a well-known disciplining mama in Shudi, who is more fierce and strict than the one in the palace.

It's really not good, Hu Qingcheng pursed his lips, remembered the method he had discussed with his father before, feed some medicine, just feed him to be a fool, it's better to be a fool, you don't need her to be smart and help, as long as you can control it.

In short, it was He Weiwen who sent him, and the little emperor was reluctant and did not dare to lose He Weiwen's face now.

This world is actually under He Weiwen's control, and the natural disaster in Jiangnan gave him a good opportunity a year ago, and the Queen Mother's family has no possibility of opposing him now. What He Weiwen wants now is just a suitable opportunity, a suitable reason, to make it logical.

The throne has long been in He Weiwen's pocket. missed this time, and I don't know where the next opportunity to catch He Weiwen will be.

Hu family, you can't gamble.

He Weiwen didn't expect to meet someone who was supposed to be under house arrest.

The subordinates came to tell him that Hu Qingruo sneaked into the General's Mansion, and he didn't know where the destination was, but now he seemed to be unable to find the way and was circling around in the middle courtyard. Please congratulate Wei Wen on what to do.

How to deal with it? He Weiwen gave Hu Qingcheng an incompetent label in his heart, and his tone was gentle and smiling, "Lead you to the torture room." ”

The torture room of the General's Mansion has always been a holy place for the officials of Dali Temple to study.

When He Weiwen came in, she was standing with her back to the door, facing the wall of the torture cell.

The torture chamber in the General's Mansion was brightly lit, lit with candles all around, clean and tidy, everything was neatly arranged, without a trace of blood or dirt, and if you ignore the disgusting smell of blood in the air, it really looks like a new house waiting to be put into furniture.

The window above the torture room was open, and the cold moonlight poured in, mixed with the warm candlelight inside to form a lukewarm color, and shrouded He Weiwen, who was pacing.

There was a sound of salutation around him, and Qingruo turned around, and he gradually walked out of the place where the moonlight could shine, and his body was gradually dyed with warm candlelight, which was as soothing to look at as his gentle countenance.

Qingruo's hands were tightly behind her back, her arms were trembling, she was wearing a night dress, her face covered her pale and pursed lips with a black cloth, and only a pair of eyes, which were black and shiny on the exposed white skin.

He Weiwen smiled lightly, and gave her a gesture of courtesy, thoughtful and proper warmth, "Miss Hu, are you lost?" ”

He asked lightly, just like the green embroidered bamboo on his pale cyan clothes, which was elegant and precious.

Qingruo bit her lip several times before opening her mouth, her voice was shaking, but her voice was arrogant, and her tone even brought an order, "He Weiwen!" I don't want to marry the emperor, you cancel this engagement. ”

He Weiwen? For a long time, no one called him by name like this, and he actually brought a commanding tone.

The queen mother's family, behind her back, can't wait to peel him to the bones and eat meat, but she still has to be polite and respectful to him.

He Weiwen's tongue touched the root of his teeth, and some violent and cruel killing intent surged in his heart, and his face became more and more gentle and elegant, "Oh? Is it bad to be a queen? The emperor will be good to you. ”

"Phew." Through the black cloth, her sentence brought the sound of the fabric rubbing, and pulled out an echo in the empty cell.

When Qingruo was led into the cell, she hid in the dark, an execution had just ended, and three people, or, three pieces of meat, should no longer be called people.

He Weiwen was really merciful to the four grandmothers.

In less than a stick of incense, the people in the torture room had cleaned up the blood stains and flesh, their expressions were indifferent, the brushes in their hands did not look like they were brushing blood, their arms were strong and their movements were skillful, like in an inn, cleaning once a day.

Qingruo swallowed very slightly, there was still a little fear hidden in his translucent eyes, and he was more focused on himself without knowing the height of the sky, and the hand behind his back twisted the fabric of his clothes behind his back and squeezed it tightly.

This kind of action seemed to give her own courage, she spoke, her voice was firm and loud, and every word was spit out clearly, as soon as she heard it, "You have already given the emperor a pill, you want the throne, I just sent him to be cannon fodder, is he useful to me?" ”

He Weiwen didn't answer her words, glanced sideways at his subordinates, and immediately brought a chair over, he had an exclusive seat in the torture room.

The two subordinates cautiously lifted him behind him, and the movement of placing the chair was very light, and the heavy chair landed without any sound.

Qing Ruo's eyes widened as she looked at the dragon pattern carved on the chair, and raised her hand to point at him with an excited expression, "You...... You ...... "You haven't uttered a complete sentence for a long time, I don't know if you're scared or you can't find an adjective."

He Weiwen took the tea cup handed over by his subordinates, raised it on the palm of his hand and gestured to her, "Do you need tea?" Miss Hu. ”

Qing Ruo's gaze shifted from the dragon pattern to his cheek, then to the teacup in his hand, and then looked at him, puffing up, "Yes, I still need a chair, why should I stand and drink tea?" ”

That's a reasonable question.

He Weiwen motioned to his subordinates to carry her chair for tea, and suddenly took a breath with a headache, frowned and lowered his head to drink tea to cover it.

Suddenly felt a little depressed, such a fool Hu asked her to be the queen, wasn't she really deliberately sarcastic about him?

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Is

I don't know what to do.

Stupid...... I don't want to describe.

- [Black Box]