tribute male queen

, was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.Xiaogui waited on him, never leaving.

The woman went over, put the fruit she had brought on the stone table, and said softly: "I can't do without food, how about some face for me?"

He Lancong suddenly saw his older sister and laughed silently, "He invited you out again."

He Lan Ruyue glanced at An Rong beside him, and then said: "It doesn't matter if it's for the big one or the small one, eat something first. If you are willing to eat, I can cook for you every day, and you don't need to go to Donglin to find a caterer. You may not like the taste of what you do with that matter." This time the woman spoke, not in Jiangning dialect.

He Lancong quietly said: "No one can stop me from doing what I want to do." Reaching out his hand, he overturned a table of fruit plates, and said lazily, "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep, so I left Helan Ruyue and An Rong alone." Pay attention, then into the attic.

He Lan burst into tears like a moon, and outside the courtyard gate, the emperor who was hiding in the dark clenched his fists tightly.

After vomiting sour water for a while, He Lancong thought, if things go on like this, it shouldn't take long for his wish to come true.

With a bang sound, the emperor kicked open the wooden door and strode in, followed by An Rong, with a worried expression on his face, personally carrying a mahogany tray with a porcelain cup on it, and what was inside.

"He Lan, you can't torture yourself anymore. I'll bring you something you like, get up and eat some." The emperor's voice was loud and hurried.

He Lancong turned over, turned his head inward, and said disdainfully: "Does it have anything to do with you whether I eat or not?"

The emperor stepped forward, turned the man over, shook him lightly, and said kindly, "It's irrelevant, even if it's for the emperor's son, he is also your flesh and blood."

He Lancong used all his strength this time, pushing the emperor staggeringly, nearly falling, he gritted his teeth and said, "Get out!"

The emperor stabilized his figure, shook his head, and said to An Rong: "You come to help me."

An Rong sighed, nodded, put the things on the table, and walked towards the wooden bed.

"What are you doing?" He Lancong was a little nervous.

"Young master, Your Majesty is also thinking of you. I hope you will forgive me if I offend you."

He Lancong fell softly into An Rong's arms, and the emperor personally brought the bowl, scooped it out with a spoon, and fed it to An Rong's mouth.

It was yellow rice porridge, He Lancong's eyes widened, and the color of fear suddenly appeared.

The emperor seemed to know what he was thinking, and comforted him: "Eat well, and I will tell you. If you don't eat, I will put that family in jail." Threatened, the emperor put the spoon to his mouth and gave it to him again. sent.

The resentment in his eyes never disappeared, and even though he was forced to eat in order to know the news about that farmer, his silent resistance did not stop.

In the porridge, a lot of things to invigorate Qi and stomach were added, and the emperor seemed very satisfied with the bottom of a bowl of porridge.Fill another bowl, but he turned his head away and refused to eat any more.With a sigh, he put the bowl on the wooden table beside the bed.

He stretched out his hand and patted it twice, and Xiaogui brought in a plate of fruit with several young eunuchs.

The emperor ordered someone to bring the plate of cherries, picked a big one, put it into his mouth, and coaxed the child to say: "Come, eat it. This is a tribute from the Outer Fu. It tastes good. The concubine said eating this is good for the fetus." Well, the baby will grow up beautifully."

His chest was heaving, He Lancong was angry, the emperor knew it, and An Rong knew it too, but what can we do now?

The cherries are more sweet and less sour, and the taste is really good, but how to deal with the pits? When He Lancong was in trouble, the emperor stretched out his hand.Put it near his mouth and give him an encouraging look, "Just spit here."

Reluctantly forcing him to eat a few cherries, the emperor knew not to push him too hard, so he asked An Rong to let him go, and said, "You want to know the news about that farmer, right?" Seeing him nodding, the emperor said, "Don't worry. , They are duty-bound people, how can I make things difficult for them. Besides, if they take you in, I will not be able to punish their crimes."

He Lancong was finally able to speak, and asked, "When exactly did you find out that I had escaped, and how did you know my whereabouts?"

The emperor said: "An Cheng's body was discovered at night. After much deliberation, you are the only one who is so worried about his life. The hasty handling of the body shows that you are in a hurry. What are you in a hurry for? It must be to escape. But I didn’t anger Xiaogui this time. I hope that you can be happy to see him. As for your whereabouts, your discarded Imperial Army clothes, and that ingot of gold, don’t you think it’s too conspicuous? There are still a lot of strange things about exchanging coins for broken silver. It is inevitable to be sent to question by the government. How can the gold ingots in the Ouchi treasury be privately used by the people. Although, you have disappeared for a few days, but I want to find you again It's not difficult. I deliberately withdrew the secret sentry that visited you all the way to let you relax your vigilance. I didn't stop to pick you up as soon as I finished dealing with the affairs of the court. Believe me, I didn't expect this result. For Qian I'm sorry about the general." With difficulty, the emperor finally said these three words.

Say sorry, unfortunately, it's too late.

……

At bedtime, the emperor lay outside, unable to do anything to the man who gave him a back.He stretched out his hand to He Lancong's stomach, even though he slapped him several times, he still touched his stomach obsessively.He was brought back from Helancong, no matter how late he went to bed with this person, he would stroke his belly for a while before he would go to sleep.Although the price paid was not small, the emperor still enjoyed it.It wasn't until the man wanted to jump up angrily to "assassinate" Wang Jia that the emperor gave up because he was worried about his stomach.

"He Lan, I've thought of a name for this child. If it's a prince, I'll call it Nianbei. How about it? Yuan Nianbei. If it's a princess, it doesn't matter. In the future, there will be a chance. Well, princess, let's call it Xiangnan." , don’t you miss your hometown all the time? Let’s add Princess Xiangnan to play with you to relieve your homesickness.”

"Have you said enough?"

When the impatient voice came, the emperor quickly apologized, "Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, don't be angry, it's not good for the emperor to be angry."

He Lancong finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Yuan Wenjing, how long are you going to torture me?"

The sound was so loud that all the palace servants and servants who were on duty at night gathered outside the room. Since the emperor stayed overnight, they didn't dare to enter rashly, and asked anxiously, "Your Majesty, son, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, step back!" The emperor dismissed the people outside, and begged in a low voice, "Helan, calm down, don't get angry. I have no other intentions, I am just happy, and I want to be a father. I am a little impatient and want to Give Huang'er a name, and want to know what Huang'er looks like, even if you are anxious, you are also happy and happy."

He Lancong took a long breath and said, "If you reward me with a knife or a bowl of poisonous wine, I will be happy too."

The emperor hugged him tightly, and said nervously: "Farewell, He Lan, I can't bear it, I can't bear it."

The heartbroken emperor stretched out his hand to caress He Lancong's cheek, but was bitten by him.The emperor screamed out in pain, and closed his mouth tightly after only a cry.Knowing that he had used all his strength, but in order to let him vent his anger, he had to endure it. Soon, the emperor smelled the smell of blood.

57. The depressed emperor...

In the early morning of the next day, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty who were in the Golden Palace found that the emperor's right hand was wrapped with a white bandage, and the eunuchs on duty could still see the faint redness oozing from the bandage because they were so close.

Ignoring the surprised eyes of all the officials, the emperor routinely asked the eunuchs to sing: If there is something to do, play early, and if there is nothing to do, the tide will ebb.

The ministers looked at each other, knelt down together, and shouted long live.A fool can also see that the emperor is in a bad mood today, and those ministers who were going to go to court and ask the emperor to put the country's great cause first and execute the evil He Lancong, now tuck their pocketbooks back into their sleeves sensibly.At this time, go to brush Tianzi Nilin, unless you don't want to die.

The emperor flicked his dragon robe and walked quickly. The ministers knelt on the ground and grinned.

In the next few days, the emperor was not interested in government affairs. Fortunately, the world has been peaceful recently, and there have been no disasters in various places. In short, everything in the country is going well.The emperor is afraid that he will never know that the most important thing for the country and the most worrying thing for the ministers is how to make the emperor stop being masculine.Although the country can't help it, it doesn't mean that the emperor can pamper a monstrous man.

The two censors are now crowded with each other, and the purpose of coming and going is nothing more than that.The two censors were of course happy to receive it, and the thing was done, and the biggest beneficiary was of course their own girl.It is simply unreasonable for a man to appear on the road to succession for no reason.

The emperor hid in the imperial study room, rubbed his forehead with a wry smile, and said to Yuan Chang: "They really have time, forget it, the tea from Cao and Cui, the imperial historians, is delicious, let them taste it. You go to Zhaohuang Pavilion to see Look, please take the pulse to see if my emperor is okay. I have two big heads now, I really want to hit the wall."

"It deserves it!" Yuan Chang showed no sympathy at all, looked at the little emperor's sad eyes, and said, "Don't look at me like that, as long as the one from Zhaohuang Pavilion is willing to cooperate, I will keep the little prince safe and sound. If Your Majesty has the energy, Let's figure out how to deal with those old ministers. It's not easy to deal with if we unite."

The emperor looked at Yuan Chang sadly, with a pitiful look, "They are really united, don't you think you will do nothing?"

"It doesn't matter." Yuan Chang refused very directly. Could it be possible to ask others to help with the aftermath of what he caused?

The emperor snorted and cursed, "He has no conscience."

Watching Yuan Chang go, the emperor began to complain, "He Lan, what did I do, can you forgive me?"

"Just spank the emperor's ass, just spank the emperor's ass." The weird voice said again, this time, the emperor did not send the unlucky budgerigar to the imperial dining room as usual.

The emperor added food to the parrot in the small bowl on the shelf, and said depressedly: "It's easy for you to say, a beating can calm him down, and I'd rather let him do it. In the past few days, he is finally willing to eat