Chapter 15: The Prosperity of the Empress 13

He Zhongshu wiped away his tears, the sons of other people's families only need to manage the wind and snow, chant poems against each other, marry a husband in the future, and have a wife to love and protect him, but the master of his family has to face this treacherous court, step by step, and pretend to be a daughter, and in the future, he will not be able to stay with the woman he likes.

What kind of iniquity is this!

Zong Zhengyue closed her eyes and didn't say anything more.

Following.

Qianwan woke up from the collapse, and felt a person poked in her arms, the fluffy touch made her tickle, and when she opened her eyes dissatisfied, she saw that the milk doll was leaning on her arms, sleeping sweetly.

I moved my back, and there was a faint tearing pain, but it wasn't as painful as last night.

A little glad that this willow Qianwan has rough skin and thick flesh, and is resistant to thorns.

But......

Could it be that this is the dormitory of this milk doll?

Zong Zhengyue woke up when she was on her side, a little surprised that she slept so deeply last night, since she inherited the throne of the mother emperor, she never dared to sleep soundly, she was always tossing and turning, or haunted by nightmares.

"Empress, where is the last general?" Qianwan was a little blindsided, why didn't the empress send her to the General's Mansion, but detained her in this dormitory.

I forgot the immortal who had an arrow stuck in his back last night......

"This is the widow's bedroom, you were seriously injured last night, and the imperial doctor in the palace conveniently healed you, so he left you in the palace." Zong Zhengyue sat up from the bed and called the attendants to dress, "Since you are injured by the widow, you will take care of your body in this palace, and you don't need to go to the early court these days, if there is anything, just tell the palace attendants." ”

Qianwan sat up from the bed and asked the palace attendant to get a set of court clothes.

"What are you?" Zong Zhengyue looked at her puzzled.

"The empress was attacked last night, and the people behind the scenes have not been caught, and I am afraid that everyone in the court today has their own opinions." Qianwan put on her court clothes and said, "What's more, the last general has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and injuries are commonplace, so the empress doesn't need to worry." ”

Zong Zhengyue looked at the woman with a cold face, and his heart was a little touched, he had been using some tricks and tricks since elementary school, and he was a little wary of even this Liu Qianwan surrendering to him.

However, those power tricks to judge people's hearts are not right on Liu Qianwan.

If Qianwan knew what this Zhengyue was thinking, I am afraid that she would want to laugh twice, it is because my aunt and grandmother are loyal to you!

But after a certain immortal was dressed, he walked slowly to the door and waited for Zong Zhengyue.

This strong dog-legged palace attendant has a sense of sight......

Above the court, several courtiers fought each other, each insisting on one word, arguing about the theme of who dared to sneak attack the empress.

Qianwan watched the empress's brows furrow tighter and tighter, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, these courtiers always shouted loyalty, but the young empress was attacked, but she took this court as a scene of discrimination, but there was no comfort.

This mortal is really two-faced and three-stabbed, how can there be an immortal in the heavenly realm who is simple, and if he can't get used to it, he will beat him, just ask the other party to lie on the ground and shout to obey?

Known as the simple moon elder: ...... See the smile, laugh the laugh

Seeing that the milk doll's face had darkened, Qianwan took a step forward, and the awe-inspiring momentum was released, making those civil officials all shrink their hands in unison.

Zong Zhengyue's eyes lit up, "Aiqing, but you have something to say?" ”

Qianwan flicked her hand, "Empress, the last general thinks that this sneak attacker is in this palace." ”

These words were novel, and several civil officials who were arguing happily also broke out in a cold sweat, "General, don't talk nonsense!" ”

"How so?" The empress put her hand on the case and asked.