Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 69

When Xiaoqing saw her daughter's face was swollen, she couldn't help complaining a few more words.Hearing this, Li Hongsu felt more and more uncomfortable. From her point of view, the aunt was deliberately making things difficult for her, and she was really afraid that she would be better off than her in the future.If she becomes a concubine in the future, won't she have to be humble when she sees herself.Thinking about it this way, the desire to be strong and competitive became more and more serious.

When Mingyou went back, he could faintly smell the familiar light fragrance as soon as he entered the hall.The whole person became excited, let go of Feng Qingqian's hand, rushed over and said, "Qinghua Qinghua."

Feng Qing glanced at her empty hand lightly, and said nothing.

Qinghua was wearing a light blue long skirt with a tunic, and the green silk half-armed her bare jewellery.Seeing her, he immediately squatted down and hugged her, and said with a smile, "Little master, please slow down."

After looking around carefully, he reassured, "I've grown a lot taller."

Seeing the black and luxurious clothes, he knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, my servant Qinghua, has seen Your Majesty, Your Majesty is safe."

Feng Qing nodded slightly, and said as he walked, "Get up."

Feng Qingqian's intrusion made Qinghua restrained a lot, and he didn't say intimate words to Mingyou.Mingyou didn't think there was anything wrong, she chattered about the affairs of the palace, her little rabbit had grown up a lot, the peach tree she planted was blooming this year, and someone in the palace gave her another gadget.Although it is worthless, Mingyou is complacent and very happy.

Qinghua looked at her, and couldn't help but feel a lot of gratitude to Feng Qingqian.For Mingyou, Feng Qingqian is still very responsible and keeps her promise.

In Changle Palace, Feng Qingqian came in after taking a bath in the hot spring, and saw the empty couch, and frowned, "Where's the queen?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty said that Miss Qinghua is here, so I don't need His Majesty's company tonight." Xiao Shunzi lowered his head tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Feng Qing's face was paralyzed, and he waved his hands irritably, and Xiao Shunzi withdrew quickly.Muttering along the way, His Majesty's expression is like that of a concubine who has fallen out of favor, guarding the empty boudoir alone!
Feng Qingqian drank all the tea in the cup, and muttered involuntarily, "Little white-eyed wolf!" It's like having a new love and forgetting the old love.She forgot who patted her back and told her stories at night, and who fed her food bite by bite?

Feng Qingqian had no choice but to comfort herself constantly, that it was all right, that she would sleep more peacefully when she was gone.
In the Weiyang Palace, Mingyou sat on a soft couch, wearing a dark red pajamas, with loose black hair, holding the quilt in her small hands.Qinghua took the scissors and cut the wick in the candle.

"So, His Highness likes His Majesty very much." Qinghua said, although this six or seven-year-old girl may not quite understand what liking is.

"It's not that he can tell stories well. The main reason is that he can hypnotize me. Once I tell a story, I'm so sleepy that I can't open my eyes. I can fall asleep right away." Mingyou said.

The Waka on the roof rubbed, and Qinghua asked in surprise, "What sound?"

Mingyou didn't pay attention, "It's probably a night owl, and he would come here before." Only then did Qinghua feel relieved, there are also heavy guards in this palace, if someone was on the roof, he would have found it.

Chang Feng poked his head out of the tree and saw Feng Qingqian holding the shattered tiles in his hands, his face darker than the moonlight, so he simply stuck his head back.

Originally, he wondered what His Majesty was doing on the roof of Weiyang Hall in such a big night, but he couldn't figure it out after watching it for a long time.Just as he was about to ask, he heard His Majesty crushing the tiles.If his eyesight is not good, it is estimated that it is not the tiles that are broken, but him at this moment.

(End of this chapter)