I love the harem with my sweet mouth

New Year's Day.

The sound of crackling firecrackers was endless, and even the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Children were running wildly on the street, and it was very lively.

Several children gathered together and looked and looked in the direction of the gate of the mansion.

"Hey, who are you going?"

When the older child asked, everyone shrank their heads and did not dare to go forward.

Someone muttered again: "My parents said that Mr. Han is a good person. If Mr. Han hadn't given my family rice, our family would have been in trouble for a long time."

All the children nodded in agreement.

"But, but... I first saw a man in armor entering and leaving Mrs. Han's house. That man was so fierce that I didn't dare to go in."

These children originally wanted to go in to pay Han Qingyang New Year's greetings, but they hesitated for a while after hearing this.

The youngest one was about four or five years old, his round face was flushed with cold, and there were two lines of snot hanging from his nose, "I'm not afraid, I want to be a high-ranking official like Master Han when I grow up, but Prestige."

The older children urged him to enter the mansion to explore the wind.

The child's nickname was Xiaodouzi, and he was born and raised in Yongzhou City. Hearing this, he sniffed and walked away on short legs.

He walked to the door and looked up at the guard guarding the door, "I'm here to pay New Year's greetings to Mr. Han."

The guards at the gate looked at each other. Since Han Qingyang came to Yongzhou, he ordered that anyone who has a grievance or is desperate can come to the mansion to look for him. Therefore, the guards have also developed the habit of not chasing people at will in the past few months. The one who came back was still a little furry boy.

The guard knelt down and pinched his face.

"Wait a minute, I'll go inside and ask for you."

Xiaodouzi waited for a while, then was led to the backyard by the servant.

After waiting, the boy said again: "You wait here obediently, don't run around, I'll go and see if Mr. Han is done with his work now?"

Xiaodouzi sucked his snot and nodded blankly.

The backyard was very quiet. He looked around curiously, and his eyes were quickly attracted by the two snowmen in the shade.

The snowman was taller than him, with lifelike faces, one of them was Mr. Han, and he recognized it at a glance. Mr. Han had a good-looking life and a kind heart, and everyone in Yongzhou City knew it.

The other one looked at the face, he looked around, saw no one, and stepped on his short legs to take a closer look.

As soon as he got close, before reaching out to touch it, he was startled by a cold low voice.

"Don't touch!"

Zhou Yanzong came over, secretly thinking where did the child come from in the backyard?

The child was terrified at first, but after being so frightened by him, he just flattened his mouth and tears fell down, but he didn't dare to cry out, he just bit his lip and tried his best to hold back his tears.

Zhou Yanzong just knelt down and wanted to ask whose child it was.

Unexpectedly, the child covered his face and ran away crying, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I won't dare again..."

Zhou Yanzong: "..."

The child was in a panic, and suddenly ran into a warm embrace. That person's embrace was fragrant and smelled very good. He raised his tearful eyes to look at the smiling Han Qingyang, and forgot to cry for a while.

Han Qingyang was drunk last night, and spent most of the night with Zhou Yanzong. He was sleeping soundly, and when he was woken up, he looked a little displeased. Hearing that someone had come to pay him New Year's greetings, he forced himself to wash up.

Unexpectedly, it was a child who came to pay him New Year's greetings.

Han Qingyang looked at his pitiful appearance, and took a silk handkerchief to wipe away his tears and snot.

"Is it you, the little devil, who wants to come to give me New Year's greetings?"

Xiaodouzi subconsciously nodded.

"No one dares to come, only I dare to come."

Han Qingyang hugged him in his arms, and asked Duofu to get some candied fruit and stuffed them in the child's pockets.

"Why don't you all dare to come?"

Xiaodouzi honestly glanced in Zhou Yanzong's direction, then leaned into Han Qingyang's ear and whispered: "They say there is a very vicious person in the mansion, they are afraid, but I want to come to pay New Year's greetings to Master Han, so I am not afraid. "

Han Qingyang glared at Zhou Yanzong.

Zhou Yanzong: "..."

Who is he provoking?

Han Qingyang pinched his chubby face and put him down.

"It's New Year's Eve too, hurry up and go home, or your parents won't be able to find you, you should be in a hurry."

Xiaodouzi bowed in a vague manner, and when he walked to the moon gate, he seemed to remember that he was busy crying just now, but he forgot about the New Year's greetings, and ran back erratically, and bowed to Han Qingyang .

"I wish Mr. Han an early birth to a precious son, Gong Xi Fa Cai..."

I forgot the auspicious words I had memorized early in the morning when I was nervous, and my face flushed red with anxiety. After holding back for a while, I added, "Happy New Year, happy family" and then ran out in a hurry.

"Everyone is gone, what else are you looking at?"

Looking at the small figure, Han Qingyang brought back many memories of the past, so he was lost in thought for a while, and he didn't come back to his senses until Zhou Yanzong's faint voice came from behind him.

As soon as he turned around, he gave him a hard look, and then felt puzzled, and took advantage of no one's attention, he pinched his waist again.

"It's early in the morning and it's New Year's Eve. Why are you making your children cry?"

Zhou Yanzong couldn't argue.

"It's not your child, why do you protect him so much?"

His tone was sour.

Han Qingyang was overjoyed immediately, and kissed him on the lips, "Zhou Yanzong, you are too stingy, is such a young child worthy of your jealousy?"

Zhou Yanzong took him into his arms.

"Why don't you get more sleep?"

Han Qingyang caught a glimpse of those two snowmen, and felt sweet in his heart.He knew that Zhou Yanzong knew how to carve, but it would take a lot of time to pile up these two snowmen and carve their faces.

"When did you get up?"

Zhou Yanzong: "Get up before dawn."

Han Qingyang reached out and tapped his forehead.

"What an idiot, even if I want to make a snowman for fun, I have to make it myself, and I can't let others do it for me. This is not allowed in the future, do you hear me?"

Zhou Yanzong let out a "hmm".

Seeing his gloomy expression, Han Qingyang took the initiative to kiss his lips.

"But I like it very much, thank you, Zhou Yanzong."

While talking, there were more people paying New Year's greetings. After finishing his work, Han Qingyang sneaked back and built a small snowman in front of the two snowmen that Zhou Yanzong made.

Looking at the three snowmen next to each other, Han Qingyang smiled and went to work ahead again.

........

Beijing.

The afternoon sun was very good, the snow had almost melted, and there were only mottled spots left in the shade. The glazed tiles glowed with colorful luster under the sun, and the sky was as clear as blue, with occasional birds passing by.

"Your Majesty, drink..."

"Your Majesty, do you see how good my rouge looks?"

"His Majesty......"

Yingyingyanyan's charming laughter came from the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the Empress Dowager stood on the porch, her brows were tightly furrowed, Shaoqing pushed the door open and entered.

The music inside stopped abruptly.

Zhou Chaoxiu staggered to his feet with sleepy drunken eyes, "Mother...why is the queen here?"

The earth dragon was burning in the hall, Zhou Chaoxiu's bright yellow obscene clothes were hanging loosely on his body, and there were a few red marks on his neck.

The queen mother said with a sullen face, "You all go out."

Everyone looked at Zhou Chaoxiu.

Zhou Chaoxiu put on his clothes and waved his hands, "You all go out first, and talk to the queen mother alone."

When there were only two people left in the hall, Zhou Chaoxiu no longer tried to hide it, and shouted impatiently: "There is no need to talk about the Empress Dowager, I am already tired of hearing it."

The queen mother suppressed the anger in her heart.

"When Zhou Yanzong faked his death and went out of the city, the Ai family told him not to let him leave Beijing no matter whether he was really dead or faked, but you didn't listen. Now that he's healed, he's back to the borderlands, not only in Yizhou now. , Yongzhou and Weizhou have also become his territory, if in the future..."

Zhou Chaoxiu snorted coldly.

"Mother, the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics."

The empress dowager's face turned livid, "Emperor, don't forget, how did you get your throne?"

Zhou Chaoxiu walked up to her and stood still.

"Gu, you are now the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Everything is up to Gu's decision. As long as Gu is willing, you will be able to punish your Xu family for a crime of treason tomorrow."

The Queen Mother glared.

"you......"

Zhou Chaoxiu hooked the corners of his lips.

"If the mother has nothing to do, go back, I still have government affairs to deal with."

Just as the Empress Dowager walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the sound of silk and bamboo rang out again.

If her crown prince hadn't died young, and Zhou Yanzong was an unfamiliar wolf cub, why would she rush to find this unsupportable Adou?At the moment, it can be regarded as lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

But since she entered the palace at the age of 14, she has never accepted her fate in her life.

She could see clearly that the throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty would return to Zhou Yanzong's hands sooner or later. As long as she could keep Zhou Yanzong stable, she would still be the most honorable queen mother of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

......

The night is gloomy, a crescent moon hangs on the branches, and there are occasional calls of night birds.

Yongshou Palace.

The queen mother knelt on the futon and recited scriptures silently. When she heard movement behind her, she opened her eyes.

"You're here."

The person behind him was wearing a black cloak. Hearing this, he took off the hood on his head, revealing a slightly vicissitudes of face. The man was about 50 to [-] years old, with fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. There is a trace of obsession.

"You knew I would come."

There was a wry smile on the queen mother's lips.

"Back then when you were in Qin Tianjian, you used the theory of celestial phenomena to help the Ai family deal with their mother and child. You are indebted to the Ai family."

The man lowered his eyes, showing no emotional fluctuations on his face.

"The queen mother asked the minister to come here so late, I don't know what it is?"

The queen mother got up and poured him a cup of hot tea, "You know the current situation. If the Ai family wants to secure the position of queen mother, they have to use some tricks, but Zhou Yanzong's boy is a wolf, and he will not take soft and hard. So mourn I want to..."

"no!"

The man refused without waiting for him to finish speaking.

The queen mother was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I didn't want his life, I just wanted to protect myself. You also know how hard I have lived all these years, so you can help me one last time."

The man was silent.

The lantern flower exploded, and even the shadow of the lantern swayed.

The queen mother said softly: "You also know that I am not Zhou Yanzong's biological mother, and I have a grudge against him for killing my mother. If he knows, he will kill me to avenge his mother and concubine."

The man loosened up a bit.

"how do you want to do it?"

A vicious expression appeared on the Queen Mother's face.

"Blood Curse."

The man seemed to have been quite frightened, and staggered twice.

"His biological father and biological mother are dead, how can he cast a curse?"

The Empress Dowager got up and walked to the altar, turned the Shuiyue Guanyin statue around, and took out a small square box from the interlayer inside.

"Here is the blood of the late emperor."

The author has something to say: Zhou Yanzong: That is the snowman I worked so hard to build for my daughter-in-law, and no one is allowed to move it.