I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 212 I will not return to the palace tonight

In any case, it's all someone's wish, so it's not appropriate to just throw it away.

Thinking so, Fang Xiu picked up a piece of pastry, intending to taste it.

As soon as he put it to his mouth, he heard footsteps behind him.

"Fang Xiu, how do you plan to deal with the merchant strike?"

A clear and pleasant voice sounded.

Fang Xiu knew without thinking that it was Wu Mingkong who spoke.

After all, the entire Daqian dared to call Fang Xiu by his name directly, and was able to freely enter and leave Xiangguo's mansion, and the only one who was not hindered was the Empress.

"Why is she here?"

Fang Xiu was slightly taken aback, put down the pastry in his hand, turned to look at Wu Mingkong, and saluted:
"See Your Majesty."

Wu Mingkong always felt a little strange when he saw Fang Xiu Xingli, he looked him up and down, and asked suspiciously: "Did you do something shameful behind my back?"

"Why does Your Majesty think so?"

Fang Xiu asked in a daze.

Wu Mingkong said: "Otherwise why are you so cute?"

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Fang Xiu was speechless for a moment.

at this time.

Wu Mingkong seemed to have discovered something, his eyes lit up, he walked up to him, and stretched out his tender little hand.

"Is it sweet-scented osmanthus cake? Give me a taste."

Fang Xiu was silent for a while, then handed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to the empress, and said, "I have ordered Qin Xingyan to deal with the merchant strike. The shops in Chang'an City will be open for business within two days at most."

I heard that the strike has been dealt with.

Wu Mingkong didn't ask any more questions. He reached out to take the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, sized it up, raised his brows, and said, "This cake is exquisite in shape, but it lacks some heat. It doesn't look like it was made by the servants of the Yi family."

She likes sweet-scented osmanthus, so of course Xiangguo Mansion's osmanthus cakes are eaten less, and one can tell at a glance whether they are made by the servants of Xiangguo Mansion.

Seeing that Fang Xiu didn't refute, she guessed: "There are square characters engraved on it, it should be made for you, that little girl Yang Yuhuan doesn't practice musical instruments, but cooks instead?"

In her memory, the one in Xiangguo's mansion who has free time to make cakes is that little girl Yang Yuhuan.

Fang Xiu was silent for a while, and said truthfully: "Li Yaoyue did it."

This answer was obviously beyond the expectation of the little empress.

There was a touch of surprise in her beautiful peach eyes, and she repeated in disbelief: "Li Yaoyue did it?"

Fang Xiu nodded, and said "hmm".

at this time.

Only then did Wu Mingkong notice that there was a pastry of the same size on the table, the difference was that the word "Li" was engraved on it.

"what's going on?"

Wu Mingkong was slightly in a daze, and it took him a while to react. Looking at Fang Xiu, he asked suspiciously, "Is she trying to curry favor with you?"

Fang Xiudao: "It's just two cakes."

Wu Mingkong pouted, and hummed: "Li Yaoyue, like me, was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, so how could she know how to make pastries.

And these two pastries, although lacking a bit of heat, are exquisite in shape, even if someone guides them, it will take a lot of time and energy. Isn't this flattery? "

Speaking of this, Li Yaoyue's figure could not help appearing in her mind. Thinking of her character and behavior style, she frowned and said:
"Speaking of which, even if she dies, a person like her will not compromise easily, let alone please the enemy!

She put so much effort into making this pastry, she must have other plans, maybe poison was added in it! "

Fang Xiudao: "Everything in Xiangguo's mansion is inspected by a special person. It is impossible for her to get poison."

Wu Mingkong looked at Fang Xiu, raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Then why did she give you pastries for no reason? Could it be to thank you for imprisoning her here?"

Fang Xiu was silent for a while, and slowly said: "After she woke up last time, she forgot the things of the past few years. She only remembered that she had just reached the age of Ji, lived with her mother, and did not have her own palace yet."

When Wu Mingkong heard this, he was slightly taken aback, and really wanted to say: Do you believe such nonsense?

After thinking about it, with Fang Xiu's ability, it is impossible to distinguish the truth from the lie. Since he said that, he must have tried it. Li Yaoyue did not pretend, but really lost his memory.

This news made the little empress a little dazed, and it took her a while to come back to her senses. She looked Fang Xiu up and down, and asked, "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

"I don't think it's necessary"

Before she finished speaking, she saw the little empress pouted, obviously not satisfied with this explanation.

So, Fang Xiu continued: "After all, it doesn't matter to me whether she has amnesia or not. In my heart, she will always be my enemy."

Wu Mingkong squinted at him and asked, "You really think so?"

Fang Xiu said firmly, "It's absolutely true."

Wu Mingkong said: "Didn't you feel pity for her because she is good-looking and pitiful?"

Fang Xiudao: "In terms of appearance, how can she compare with His Majesty who has a peerless face?"

"You know how to coax me with sweet words all day long, who knows what you think in your heart"

Wu Mingkong pouted and hummed.

Although she knew there was no possibility between Fang Xiu and Li Yaoyue, she was still inexplicably jealous and sour.

She felt this way when facing Daji and Yang Yuhuan, let alone facing Li Yaoyue.

After all, Li Yaoyue is the wife that Fang Xiu, the traitor, is marrying.

What about her?

Not even a concubine, at most a lover.

The more Wu Mingkong thought about it, the more unhappy he became. He looked at Fang Xiu with his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and said with a straight face: "You already have Zhen, so you can't play tricks on other women."

In her heart, if she loves someone, it is impossible to give her extra thoughts to others.

Fang Xiu has already had three women, and if he provokes others, it can only show that in his heart, he is not important.

after all.

As the supreme emperor of Daqian, she can only pretend to be one person with one heart.

Looking at the little empress with a serious face, Fang Xiu originally wanted to tell some jokes to tease her.

However, she saw tears flickering in her watery peach blossom eyes.

After a moment of silence, he stretched out his arms, held her in his arms, and comforted her softly:
"Your Majesty is the only one in my heart."

Wu Mingkong buried his small head in his arms, pouted, and said angrily, "What about Daji and Yang Yuhuan?"

Fang Xiudao: "The two of them are in my heart, not in my heart."

After the words fell, Wu Mingkong's pretty face revealed an angry look, and he groaned, biting his arm.

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A cold beep sounded.

Fang Xiu didn't make a sound, and let the little empress bite her shoulder hard.

He knew in his heart that the little empress, like Li Yaoyue, was a very proud person and could not tolerate sand in her eyes, especially in terms of feelings.

There are many reasons why the little empress can accept Daji and Yang Yuhuan.

One is that the two of them are "old men" in the Xiangguo Mansion, and their relationship with Fang Xiu is still ahead of her.

The second is that the Dagan practiced the system of monogamy and multiple concubines. Powerful men would have multiple concubines, and the emperor even had 72 concubines in the Sangong and Six Courtyards. This has been the case throughout the ages.

Moreover, although Daji and Yang Yuhuan have the same stunning beauty as her, but they come from humble backgrounds, they will definitely be Fang Xiu's concubines in the future, and will not pose the slightest threat to her wife's status.

The third is that Daji and Yang Yuhuan behaved very well in front of her, so she couldn't afford to hate her.

However, Li Yaoyue did not meet all the above three conditions.

If Fang Xiu and Li Yaoyue get along well, with the character of the arrogant little empress, it is really possible to fight her desperately.

At this moment.

Fang Xiu put his arms around the empress's slender waist, and let her vent her emotions without saying a word.

After a while.

Wu Mingkong let go, looked at Fang Xiu, his peach blossom eyes were covered with mist, and hummed: "If you dare to forgive me, I will build a sky prison in the imperial garden, and lock you up with chains forever. Lock it in!"

These words always sound familiar.

Fang Xiu was silent for a while, looked at the Empress, and asked solemnly: "What do you mean by Your Majesty's sorry Your Majesty?"

Seeing that the little empress was a little dazed, as if she didn't realize what the question meant, Fang Xiu thought for a while, and continued: "Is it because I'm sorry for your Majesty if I mess around with flowers?"

"Calculate!"

"To seek power and usurp the throne, do you feel sorry for His Majesty?"

"It counts!"

"The minister forced His Majesty to pose in various poses"

"To shut up!"

Wu Mingkong blushed slightly, glared at Fang Xiu, gritted his teeth and said, "You clearly know what I mean!"

"I don't know." Fang Xiu shrugged, and said helplessly, "That's why I want to ask His Majesty, what has been done to be considered sorry for His Majesty."

Wu Mingkong stared at him with wide eyes, looking swollen.

Fang Xiu didn't accept this at all, and looked at him.

After a while, Wu Mingkong snorted and said, "At least we can't get along with Li Yaoyue!"

Fang Xiu knew that the little empress said this because he did not give her enough sense of security in this relationship, so he needed to use various methods to confirm Fang Xiu's love for her.

Thinking of this.

Fang Xiu sighed in his heart, gently embraced her in his arms, and said in a gentle tone: "My heart is already occupied by His Majesty, and there is no room for others."

When Wu Mingkong heard this, his heart trembled. He raised his eyes to look at Fang Xiu, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, his red lips parted slightly, and he said softly, "This sounds so disgusting."

Fang Xiu: "."

Wu Mingkong saw his speechless and helpless expression, and a smile appeared on his pretty face.

He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he saw blood dripping from his shoulder, staining his shirt red.

"You, you are bleeding."

Wu Mingkong looked at the wound on his shoulder with a distressed face and a slightly trembling voice.

Fang Xiu looked indifferent, and replied: "It's okay, a puppy bit it, it will be fine in a while."

Wu Mingkong squinted at him, stretched out his hand to punch him, thought of his wound, stopped again, just waved his fist in mid-air, and said angrily: "Who are you calling a puppy!"

"Whoever bites the minister is a puppy."

"you!"

Wu Mingkong pouted, and said angrily, "No one will tell you that it hurts!"

After speaking, he glanced at Fang Xiu's wound, hesitated for a moment, turned and left the yard.

"What does that mean? Bite and run?"

Fang Xiu stood where he was, looking at her back, a little dazed.

Just when he was hesitant to follow up.

Wu Mingkong went back and forth with a basin of warm water in his hand.

After placing the porcelain basin on the stone table, he walked up to Fang Xiu and stretched out his hand to untie his coat.

Fang Xiu hurriedly covered his chest, took a step back, and whispered: "It's not so good in broad daylight."

Wu Mingkong glared at him, and said angrily, "What are you thinking, I'm treating your wound!"

As he said, he went to take off Fang Xiu's coat.

With a smile on his face, Fang Xiu pretended to be a little girl and struggled twice.

"Don't move!"

Wu Mingkong stretched out his hand and patted him, threatening: "Or I'll strip you naked and leave you at the gate of Jiaofangsi!"

Don't say it, it's pretty similar.

Fang Xiu suppressed his laughter and let the little empress take off his coat.

"It may hurt a little, bear with it."

Wu Mingkong soaked a clean silk scarf with warm water, walked up to Fang Xiu, and carefully treated his wound.

His expression is focused and his movements are gentle, as if he is doing something very important.

Fang Xiu wanted to say something, but seeing her so devoted, he thought about it, but remained silent.

It was obviously the first time for the little empress to do this kind of thing, whether it was cleaning the wound or bandaging the wound, her movements were very green.

It was obviously just a bit of a skin break, but it took her a stick of incense to deal with it.

"call--"

Wu Mingkong looked at Fang Xiu's tightly wrapped shoulders, heaved a sigh of relief, clapped his hands, and said with some pride: "So it's so easy to treat the wound."

Fang Xiu really wanted to say that it was just a bit of a skin scratch, there was no need to deal with it at all, and it would be fine in a day or two, but seeing her expression and thinking about it, he still didn't speak.

Wu Mingkong noticed Fang Xiu's eyes, pouted and said, "It's not all my fault, who made you so angry, and you don't know how to scream pain."

Fang Xiu chuckled, and said in a gentle tone, "I don't blame Your Majesty."

"Really?"

"Ah."

Wu Mingkong saw Fang Xiu looking at him seriously, and for some reason, a warm current surged in his heart.

She took a step, came to Fang Xiu, bent down, and kissed him lightly at the wound on his shoulder.

Then, with a blushing face, she sounded like a mosquito.

"I will make it up to you tonight."

Fang Xiu shrugged and said, "No need."

Wu Mingkong was slightly startled, looked up at him, and saw that there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, his pretty face was flushed with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still want to be beaten!"

Fang Xiu didn't show any fear, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Your Majesty came here just to bite me, right?"

Wu Mingkong put his hands on his hips, and said confidently: "I miss you, come and see you, okay?"

Fang Xiu was taken aback, not knowing what to say for a while.

Wu Mingkong looked at him with watery peach eyes, his pretty face was flushed, and he felt a little shy, but after thinking about it, it is human nature to miss his sweetheart.

Fang Xiu often came to see her in the palace, but she seldom came to see him in Xiangguo's mansion. It was not normal for her to come once in a while.

Thinking of this, the original shyness disappeared.

She walked up to Fang Xiu, stretched her arms around his neck, fixed her eyes on his face, and said in a low voice, "I won't be going back to the palace tonight."

Fang Xiu frowned, pretending to be puzzled and asked: "Why?"

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Embarrassed and annoyed, Wu Mingkong pinched him and said through gritted teeth, "Because I want to stay and bully you!"

Fang Xiu looked at the shy and angry beautiful face in front of him, with a smile on his face, he picked her up and walked into the room.

"I hope Your Majesty will remember this sentence, and don't wait to be bullied by the minister."

(End of this chapter)