The emperor protects the short: baby queen

Chapter 302 Your Majesty, You Are Bad! (18)

But, want her to go to the liquid lotus pond to catch fish?Did she make a mistake, or she made a mistake, but, sadly, the Queen Mother said it very clearly, and she also heard it very clearly.

She already knew that there are no waves without wind, and it seems that the waves will have to be tossed hard for a while...

"Queen, doesn't the dining room provide live fish? Why do I need my son to go..."

"Why, the queen is not willing. I still feel that the Ai family is deliberately embarrassing you, the queen. If the queen doesn't want to arrest you, then the queen can directly say it clearly, and there is no need to explain to the Ai family." Gong Yang'er's words were interrupted.

"My son doesn't mean that," Gong Yang'er was taken aback, and became even more depressed.

Now, she even has the heart to die, and no matter what she says now, it seems that the queen mother will not let her go.

However, when she came out, she seemed to forget to ask the imperial doctor, can she go for a swim in the cold water with her feet in this condition?
Sadly, there is no need to ask, she also knows very well that it seems impossible.

"The Ai family would like to hear what the queen means."

"Mother, it seems that the queen is not very willing. I have already expected that the current status of the queen will not do that kind of thing. If the mother wants to eat fresh fish, it is better for the son to catch the mother. "

As a result, the Empress Dowager's words fell, and then Concubine Chun took them again, which seemed to be the same thing. When the two sang and sang together, they seemed to be in an unusual match, and even a little loophole was found. less than.

"..." Gong Yang'er was taken aback for a moment, her whole body froze, the corners of her mouth moved, but she never said anything.

Concubine Chun can say so, she might as well go to sing opera, and together with the Queen Mother, they can also form a double reed singer, she guarantees that they will quickly become popular.

Damn it, Concubine Chun is going, so let her go, she will only talk, and I don't see any actual actions from her.

The corners of his mouth were curled tightly, and he was in a bad mood.

"I'll just go, I don't know what kind of fish the Queen Mother wants to eat?"

Helpless, she still had to ask, even if she really didn't want to speak.

What kind of fresh fish does the Queen Mother want to eat, big, small, fat, thin, good-looking, or ugly? If she went there once, then she would just hit the tofu and forget it.

(End of this chapter)