The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

Chapter 112

After the banquet in the palace was over, the courtiers went home for the Winter Festival. +++Mobile reading visit m. Xiao Zhige and An Changqing moved to (gan gan) the palace to continue the family dinner. The population in the palace is not abundant, and the blood relatives of Xiao Zhige are only the Elder Princess. Today, the Elder Princess and her husband have entered the palace. Together with the Yu family and An Xianyu, there are no more than eight people. Shang Shansi had only been rectified, and he didn’t dare to prepare the family banquet too extravagantly. Instead, he used sweet potatoes to make noodles and wrapped dumplings with various (color) fillings, and gave them a taste of freshness.

When the family banquet was used up, the princess went to Cai’s house with her husband, and An Changqing sent the Yu family and An Xianyu back to the palace. By the time everything is settled, it is already dusk. It is dark early in the winter, and there is no sunset at this time, only the ignorant and dark sky (color) is left.

An Changqing changed into home-made clothes, led a horse, and was about to go back to the palace. Today’s Winter Festival, Xiao Zhige and his two children are in the palace. If An Changqing does not go back to the palace, Xiao Zhige will definitely come to him again tomorrow to “ask for an explanation.”

Only when he rode his horse out, he saw a low-key and inconspicuous carriage parked in the open space in front of the door. Although the horseman driving the car was born, it is estimated that there will be no one else waiting at the gate of the palace at this time. He got off the horse and raised the carriage curtain to look at it. As expected, Xiao Zhige was sitting inside.

The ubiquitous guards did not know where they were hiding, nor did they see a trace. On the contrary, Xiao Zhige was sitting in the car in a very ordinary black (color) hard outfit. His ink hair was **** with a hair crown. When he saw An Changqing, he raised his eyebrows, and he felt a little bit stubborn.

“Why are you out of the palace? Where is the Imperial Guard?” An Changqing got into the carriage and lowered the carriage curtain.

“Nothing to do today, I want to invite King Goose to travel to Yejing with me.” Xiao Zhige smiled, took the person over and hugged him, burying his head in his neck and took a deep breath.

Xiao Zhige especially likes to hold him now, An Changqing said that it didn’t work for a few times, so he (gan) just let him hold it. It’s just that I still feel a little uneasy. I lifted the curtains and looked out: “I’m afraid it’s unsafe if you don’t bring the Guards. You don’t want to go to the street again.”

“People are following in the dark, and they can’t make a difference.” Xiao Zhige put down the curtain, turned his face back to face him, and said, “We haven’t traveled together in a long time.”

It’s not good to be an emperor. You can’t ride a horse to take him all over Yejing and buy him your favorite pastries and pine nuts in person. Occasionally, the Imperial Guards were missing, and those courtiers would still persuade them to “don’t sit down and sit down” for fear that he might make a mistake. Xiao Zhige heard that his ears were cocooned, and when he went out, he could only bring enough guards.

An Changqing squeezed his finger to play, and said with a smile: “The minister will accompany your majesty again today. Where do you want to go first?”

“Go to Sanweizhai first.” Xiao Zhige told the coachman to drive to Sanweizhai, and said to him: “I haven’t bought you cakes for a long time. Although Shangshan Division is good at craftsmanship, he always feels that it doesn’t taste as good as outside.”

An Changqing loves sweetness. She loves Sanweizhai’s pastries and pine nuts in a sugar shop. In the past, Xiao Zhige would buy it back after going down. Now that he has moved into the palace, there are delicacies from the mountains and the sea every day, but An Changqing eats less. Although he didn’t say anything, Xiao Zhige knew that he must prefer the ones he usually eats.

Since he was out of the palace today, I took him to buy it.

Even in the Winter Festival, Sanweizhai is still open today. Many people buy some cakes they usually don’t want to eat back home today. Xiao Zhige was inconvenient (showing up), so he reported the names of a few cakes and asked the coachman to follow them. buy.

Today in the shop is the shopkeeper who used to receive Xiao Zhige. When the coachman reported a list of familiar dim sum names, he jumped in his heart. Then he stretched his neck and looked out, only to see an unremarkable one. carriage. He thought that the Northern Warlord is now an emperor, and he shouldn’t eat the snacks in this shop anymore, so he shook his head and continued to make pastries. After the packaging was finished, he cheerfully added a few pieces of freshly flavored desserts and added them. .

The coachman brought the wrapped snacks, and Xiao Zhige asked the coachman to go to buy pine nut candy. The candy shop that bought pine nut candy was run by an old couple. The pine nut candy was sweet but not greasy, and there were plenty of nuts. It’s just that when they passed by, the sugar shop didn’t open, and they wanted to come home for the holidays.

Changqing An picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite, and said with a smile: “Others are rushing home for the holidays, but your Majesty ran out in a hurry.”

Xiao Zhige took his hand and ate the remaining half of the pastry before he said, “If King Goose doesn’t go home, do I have to chase it out?”

An Changqing hummed softly, not arguing with him, rolled her eyes, and asked the coachman to go to the shantang.

Yejing is a prosperous place, and now it’s the Winter Festival, every household has their lights on. Although the streets are quite deserted, the windows of the houses on both sides are full of warm light, which does not appear to be depressed.

When the carriage crosses the long street and turns into another lane, you can see the shantangs built side by side.

The shantang was expanded by requisitioning an abandoned mansion. A hayloft was built in front of the house. Two large stoves were placed in front of the hayloft. A large pot was standing on the stove. The pot was steaming hot, and the fragrance of sweet potatoes could still be faintly smelled. .

It was late at this time, and the people covered by the roof were all reunited with their families at home. Only a few homeless people gathered near the stove in the shantang to keep warm while holding sweet potatoes. He ate to the ground with a satisfied smile on his face.

Their carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley, looking at the direction of the shantang. An Changqing sighed, “I don’t know if people from other places can have a good festival like this.”

Although the decree was delivered to the locality, it is inevitable that local officials would not act in accordance with the order because they were worried about the vegetarian meal of the corpse of the local officials or the violation of the law.

Xiao Zhige patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, “I haven’t known this year, but if you give me another two or three years, the people will definitely have enough food and clothing.”

The two secretly inspected the shantangs inside and outside the city, and did not return to the palace until Xu Shi.

(Dried gan) In the palace, Xiao Anheng and Xiao Anzhu are arguing and refuse to sleep. The brothers and sisters fell asleep before their fathers were still there, but when they woke up, they didn’t see anyone. No matter how to coax them, it was useless, so they cried and looked for their father.

Wang Yu and Han Zhang saw them as if they had seen a savior. They carried the crown prince and princess Suizhu one by one, and said with a bitter expression: “The prince and the princess are looking for your majesty and the prince when they wake up, how can the servants coax them? I can’t coax it.”

An Changqing raised her eyebrows, and when she leaned over, she saw that the brother and sister were both thundering and not raining, and there were no tears in his eyes. Xiao Anzhu stopped crying as soon as he saw him, stretched out his small arms and said tenderly: “Father! Father! Hug.”

Xiao Anheng reacted slower, but stopped crying, his mouth echoed: “Hug.”

An Changqing was about to reach out to pick it up, but Xiao Zhige hugged him one by one, his arms turned upside down, and he said to Xiao An with dissatisfaction: “Sister, just cry, you dignified prince, why are you crying along with you?”

Xiao Anheng looked at him blankly, his mouth slumped. Xiao Anzhu is a big devil, no matter if he understands it or not, he babbles on the side.

Xiao Zhige was eccentric and blatant. The more she looked at her, the more adorable Yuxue became, and she couldn’t help but kiss her on her cheek. Xiao Anheng probably finally realized that he was being left out, twisted his body unhappily, stretched out his little arm towards An Changqing, and couldn’t help calling “Daddy” in his mouth.

“You will bully your son.” An Changqing took over the wronged Xiao Anheng, not having a good air.

“How is this bullying him? The dignified prince, naturally, be more stable, how can you compete with your sister?” Xiao Zhige confidently put his daughter on his shoulders and let her ride the horse.

An Changqing rolled his eyes unceremoniously, and before he had time to speak, he saw Xiao Zhige (body shen) stiff and said, “Anzhu, did you pee?”

Xiao Anzhu: “Drive! Drive!”

The (Ru) mother who was waiting next to her hurriedly stepped forward to check, her face (color) was a little pale, and she trembled: “Your Majesty, forgive me, this… Your Royal Highness really has urinated, and the servant will change her clothes… ”

Xiao Anzhu peeed on her father’s neck when riding a horse for the first time.

“That’s right.” An Changqing hugged Xiao Anheng and smiled unkindly, and asked (Ru)niang to take Xiao Anzhu to change diapers and clothes.

Xiao Zhige coughed, squeezed his daughter’s face, and deliberately raised his face and asked, “Little villain, dare to **** your father, dare you next time?”

Xiao Anzhu opened his eyes wide, and kicked his feet hard: “Drive!”

His Majesty’s face (color) is blue. An Changqing smiled and urged him to take a bath (more geng), but the palace man next to him wanted to laugh but didn’t dare to laugh, so he lowered his head with a smile.

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Three days after the Winter Festival, Xiao Zhige had a rare free time, so he took the children in the (gan gan) palace.

He didn’t know where he heard it, saying that the doll should be picked up from an early age. Nothing happened on that day, so he put the prince in his arms and read the outline of the basic rule of the country to him. It is said that he has to learn from his ears since he was a child, and only when he is old can he become a Mingjun and take over his burden.

Xiao Anheng leaned against his father’s arms, his big eyes blinked pitifully, lethargic. An Changqing couldn’t laugh or cry. Seeing that he was happily reading, he could only let him go.

The two of them were coaxing their children when they saw Han Zhang hurriedly coming in from the outside, waiting to wait on the palace, and reporting in a low voice: “Your Majesty, King Goose, there is news from Zhuangzi saying that people are about to die. late.”

He spoke vaguely, but the only person who could be called that way was the waste prince Xiao Qi’an.

After failing to force the palace to seek rebellion, Xiao Qi’an was captured by Xiao Zhige. Later, Xiao Zhige became enthroned and declared that the prince killed the father (killing sha), the crime was unforgivable, and he had already committed suicide. But in fact, he was secretly locked in a Zhuangzi outside the city, and the person who voluntarily asked to take care of him was the former abandoned princess Jiang Xiaoqing who had been sent to the temple to take care of him.

Xiao Zhige once said that he wouldn’t let Xiao Qi’an die easily. A beast who abused others for pleasure like him should taste the pain himself.

He didn’t know the grudge between Jiang Xiaoqing and Xiao Qi’an, but he knew that Jiang Xiaoqing hated Xiao Qi’an to his bones. What he did was to comply with Jiang Xiaoqing’s request and raise the two of them in a Zhuangzi outside the city. There are some guards on Zhuangzi, and there are also some rough servants who take care of the daily life, but those servants are only sent by Jiang Xiaoqing.

After leaving the person behind, Xiao Zhige no longer paid attention to the news over there. He didn’t expect that Xiao Qi’an would not be able to hold it for two or three months.

“What’s the matter? What about Mrs. Jiang?” Xiao Zhige asked.

Zhuangzi’s affairs are all handled by Han Zhang. He said: “I heard that Mrs. Jiang missed the child with a miscarriage during the winter festival yesterday, so she started a little harder and moved the whip… After one night, I started to burn in the day. The doctor has seen it and said that I have suffered too much, and I am afraid that it will not be saved… Mrs. Jiang is doing everything as usual, just asking someone to go and see if not. Look, when someone dies, she burns on fire.”

Or what the ancients say is the most poisonous woman’s heart, for Xiao Qi’an, Jiang Xiaoqing really wished to be born. The many ways to torture people, even he, an eunuch, feels terrified.

Xiao Zhige pondered for a moment, and said, “Prepare a car and drive, let me go and see, don’t disturb others.”

Han Zhang understood what he meant, so he stepped back and prepared.

“I’ll go with you.” An Changqing said.

Xiao Zhige paused, and finally nodded, and went to Zhuangzi outside the city with him.

Zhuangzi’s land was too low, and there was a sense of grief from a distance. The carriage entered Zhuangzi in a low-key manner, and Jiang Xiaoqing was already waiting in the hall. Jingchai in plain clothes didn’t show her pink, her expression was much colder than before, with no pretending dignity and perfect smile, she saw Xiao Zhige and An Changqing, she only blessed her fortune and met with courtesy, saying: “People are here. In the side room.”

The two nodded, and were led to the side room by the subordinate.

The side room was empty and dark, with only one bed and one table, not even a stove. The seriously ill Xiao Qi’an was lying on the (bed chuang) with his limbs tied to the bedpost, unwilling to open his eyes and panting-the doctor did not get the order and did not give him treatment.

Xiao Zhige stood looking at him two steps away. Xiao Qi’an is already thin (off tuo), and there are fresh weal marks and old scars on his ankles. Suddenly seeing Xiao Zhige and An Changqing, his eyes widened as he tried his best, and he struggled to say: “That **** wants to (kill sha) me! Didn’t you say that you won’t let me die? I don’t want to die… You, you find a doctor for me, I don’t want to die…”

His voice also became hoarse and unpleasant, as if his voice had been injured.

Xiao Zhige watched him dying and struggling coldly: “The appearance of you now matches your virtue.”

The former abandoned prince, with a bright breeze and bright moon, is a good son. It was to publicize the evil things he had done. Someone looked at his gentle face, and they might even wonder if he really did these evil things?

——Human face and beast heart are like this.

Now he is thin (off tuo), with deep sunken eye sockets, high cheekbones, and thin limbs, which match him more than before.

Xiao Qi’an choked for a while, and suddenly went mad without warning. He roared like a beast: “Where do you think you are better than me?! You threw me to that **** tortured! She’s a lunatic! You! Where is it better than me? Huh?”

He roared and cried: “She’s a bitch! Crazy! How dare she treat me like that! I won’t let her go!”

He kept kicking his legs, the thin sheet covering his body was kicked away, and the already wet pants under the quilt hooked out a clear and conspicuous contour. An Changqing glanced at it and then moved his eyes away with a frown. Being the same man, he naturally saw that Xiao Qi’an was different now-he had already been castrated.

No wonder he was so crazy. But An Changqing didn’t sympathize with him at all. To be happy for a while, he should have thought that he would suffer retribution when he abused (sha) a woman for pleasure.

Xiao Qi’an’s end was more miserable than he could imagine. Xiao Zhige was slightly satisfied, and with some disgust, he withdrew his gaze, and prepared to leave with An Changqing. Xiao Qi’an behind him cried and cried: “Don’t leave! You (gan gan) crisp (killing sha) me, I don’t want to be tortured by that **** anymore, (killing sha) me…”

The two of them didn’t look back. After stepping out of this threshold, someone closed the door, but Xiao Qi’an’s crazy voice still came out, and he didn’t want to die anymore, begging Xiao Zhige to find him a doctor…

Jiang Xiaoqing is waiting outside. When the Jiang family rebelled with Xiao Qi, the male and female were killed and exiled. Now the only ones who stay in Yejing are Jiang Xiaoqing, who became an abandoned son and was sent to the monastery for spiritual practice. In fact, he was planning to secretly execute Jiang Xiaoqing. Now she is called Mrs. Jiang by the subordinates in Zhuangzi.

Xiao Zhige didn’t plan to stay longer, but now that Xiao Qi’an is about to die, Jiang Xiaoqing should also have a place to go. Jiang Xiaoqing is actually not totally innocent, but she provided a lot of news to Xiao Zhige in order to retaliate against the prince, so Xiao Zhige repayed her to save her life. If she is willing, she can go away incognito and live a life of ordinary people.

“Xiao Qi’an’s body is also handed over to you. After that, you will leave Yejing incognito.” Xiao Zhige said to her.

Jiang Xiaoqing shook his head: “Your Majesty Xie is generous, but I have a lot of blood in my hands. To this point, it is my retribution. Xiao Qi’an’s blood debt has been paid, but my life will not be over. If it is. Your Majesty does not dislike it. Allow me to become a monk at the Ni Temple and chant sutras for the dead for the rest of my life. If your Majesty refuses to allow me, I will be fine in this village.”

She has no sorrow or joy, and her eyes are as dry as a well.

Xiao Zhige didn’t want to embarrass her. Said: “You can choose yourself.”

After that, An Changqing left with him. On the way back, the atmosphere was a little dull. Xiao Zhige wasn’t upset, but didn’t know what to say for a while. Seeing him with a calm face, An Changqing thought he was upset about the past, and took his hand to take the initiative: “Tomorrow we will take An Heng and An Zhu to worship the empress.”

After Xiao Zhige was enthroned, he chased Li Wei as the empress dowager. Then someone chose a good time to move the coffin, and moved Li-‘s coffin into the tomb to enjoy the incense of future generations. During the winter solstice, ordinary people have to sacrifice to their ancestors, and Xiao Zhige is the emperor, but on the winter solstice, they are busy offering sacrifices to the Tiandi ancestral temple and have not had time to worship their biological mother.

“Alright.” Xiao Zhige sighed and said, “Tell the queen to take a look at An Heng and An Zhu. She can also feel relieved to see that we are having a good time.”

An Changqing let out an “um”, deliberately squeezed to his side, and put her hands into his placket to cover it: “We will go tomorrow morning.”

“Yeah.” Xiao Zhige warmed his hands, his slightly frowning eyebrows stretched out, and tender feelings grew under his eyes.

The author has something to say:

Counseling (majestic): Don’t pee on Father, you know?

Little princess: Ah! (I know, next time I dare

Prince: slap.jpg