Si Yu overturned 3

It's like a basin of cold water poured down.

The pity that rose in Emperor Yuan Chun's heart instantly poured cold into his heart, and what followed was extreme anger.

He raised his leg and kicked on Queen Gu's shoulder, shouting, "Duanjia is my daughter, if you dare to calculate her, you are calculating me." Queen, Queen, could it be that I have exalted you too much for so many years, making you bold and reckless, and daring to insult me! ”

Emperor Yuan Chun has an excellent reputation.

He is not a normal successor to the throne of the Son of Heaven, so over the years, the outside world has been controversial about him.

He governed the country with great diligence and became a generation of virtuous emperors in the eyes of the people.

Just because of Queen Gu's stupidity.

Emperor Yuanchun didn't dare to think about him, how would the people speculate about him in the future?

Queen Gu's heart hurt sharply when she was kicked.

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

She hugged Emperor Yuanchun's thigh on her knees, and burst into tears, "The concubine knows her mistake, and the concubine is not insulting the saint." The concubine just wanted to share the worries of the saint, Si Yu had close contacts with the Song family, and the concubine was worried that they would form an alliance and make a bad plan for the country.

I thought of taking this opportunity to take the Song family into my hands. In this way, it also solves the great trouble in the heart of the saint. ”

The crown prince paused, "Father Emperor Mingjian, all this done by the Queen Mother is to stabilize the father's country." The father has been jealous of the Song family for a long time, and the sons and mothers want to share the burden for their father, so they will be impulsive and bad. ”

Emperor Yuan Chun calmed down.

His cloudy eyes swept sharply over the crown prince.

The green tendons in the temples bulged slightly.

He laughed, "You two fools, if you can recover the Song family by scheming and framing, I would have done it a long time ago, where is your turn to bother." The Song family has been hairpins for generations, Song Yu holds most of the military power, and the soldiers under his command only serve him as a leader, if he recovers the Song family in an extreme way, it will only arouse the anger of the masses.

I put pressure on the Song family day by day, because I wanted to find their mistakes and cut power step by step, so that I would not leave a handle. ”

Empress Gu didn't speak.

Of course, they knew Emperor Yuan Chun's thoughts, but Emperor Yuan Chun was already the Son of Heaven, and he had time to spend 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 your idea is?"

Emperor Yuan Chun sneered.

He knew better than anyone how great the temptation of the emperor was.

The crown prince wants to sit firmly on the throne of the prince and is anxious to close the family.

The small hands and feet he did on weekdays, he turned a blind eye and passed.

Now that the royal family is embarrassed, of course Emperor Yuan Chun can't bear it.

Queen Gu's face was hot.

Although Emperor Yuan Chun didn't say it directly, he embarrassed her even more than pointing his nose and scolding her.

"The concubine is guilty, please punish the saint, today's things are all done by the concubine alone, and it is the concubine who has affected the prince." Queen Gu fell to the ground in tears and took the responsibility on herself.

Emperor Yuan Chun said coldly, "The queen is immoral, I think there are many things in the harem, which makes the queen dizzy." It is said that copying Buddhist scriptures can make people feel calm, and the queen will copy a Buddhist scripture of 200,000 words. During the days when you are copying Buddhist scriptures, let Concubine Xian take charge of the six palaces instead of you. ”

Concubine Xian was ecstatic.

Kneel down immediately and give thanks.

Emperor Yuan Chun then warned the crown prince, "I am not dead yet, and in this world, it is not your turn to share the burden for me." ”

The prince hung his head.

Emperor Yuan Chun brushed his sleeves and left.

Sending Emperor Yuan Chun away, Concubine Xian couldn't hide her joy and looked at the defeated and distracted Empress Gu, "Queen Mother, in the future, the concubine will manage the harem for you, and the concubine will definitely not let you down." ”

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

The maternal clan behind them is comparable, just because Empress Gu looks more like Emperor Yuan Chun 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 pressed to death by the queen, and now it is finally revealed a little crack.

*

Fu Nanqian was immersed in the pain of his sweetheart being a mirror grinder.

For several days, I was unhappy.

That afternoon, he sat in the gazebo and drank, looking at the chrysanthemums planted outside the pavilion, and sighed faintly.

"Chrysanthemum remnants, wounds all over the ground......"

Song Zhao came over with a lunch box.

"Fu Langjun, I heard that you haven't eaten much for a few days, and the little girl specially prepared afternoon tea for you."

Song Zhao opened the lunch box and took out the exquisite refreshments inside, which was extremely courteous.

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

Song Zhao comforted, "Fu Langjun looks away, he is sad for an unworthy woman, why bother thinking about it." I don't worry when others are worried, but there is no one to replace me when I am worried. ”

Fu Nanqian paused.

Song Zhao continued, "If I am worried, who is happy? Besides, it's nerve-wracking and laborious! Life is not easy in the world, should we cherish it more? ”

Fu Nanqian's eyes suddenly lit up.

He perked up a little, picked up the refreshments on the table, and ate, "You're right, I should take care of my body." ”

Song Zhao smiled.

With his hands on his cheeks, he looked at him without blinking.

"Life is like a play, because we get together because of fate. The little woman was very interested in Fu Langjun's method of making drugs, and hoped that Fu Langjun would be willing to teach the little girl. ”

Fu Nanqian suddenly felt that the refreshments in his hand were not fragrant.

He shook the folding fan and simply refused, "No." ”

Song Zhao frowned, "The little girl will pay." ”

Fu Nanqian thought to himself, it was scary enough to follow a crazy critic to do things.

If the future daughter-in-law learns to make drugs, and the two husbands and wives become a couple, how will he live!

He shuddered.

However, on the little girl's round eyes.

After a pause, he said incomprehensibly, "My poison-making technique will only be taught to two kinds of people. ”

Song Zhao listened attentively.

"The first one, that's my idol, the resurrection doctor, you know. Unless you're her, I can talk to you about it. ”

Song Zhao said excitedly, "I am, I am resurrected!" ”

Fu Nanqian, "??? ”

He looked at the sky without saying a word, "Isn't it still night?" How did you start daydreaming? ”

Song Zhao, "......"

In these years, to be honest, no one even believed it.

She was silent and gave up explaining, "What about the second kind of people?" ”

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

Song Zhao's eyes widened.

The next second, get up and leave.

However, she didn't take two steps before she ran back again.

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

Fu Nanqian was afraid to retreat, "What do you think I do like this?" ”

Song Zhao touched his face.

He sighed faintly and said regretfully, "Such a beautiful girl, it's really cheap Fu Langjun." ”

Fu Nanqian, "? "It's fascinating.

Song Zhao raised his chin, "Give me your birthday." ”

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

He couldn't help but give Song Zhao the eight characters of his birthday.