Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 367 – Walking on Thin Frost, A Curtain of Dreams

In the third year of the Ming Dynasty, on March 26, Qin Muqing, the princess who had just passed a hundred days, held a grand enthronement ceremony in the Qianyuan Hall. In that year, she was changed to Yuan and Myanmar Yin, and she was the Empress of Myanmar and Yin. three years.

The last imperial edict ordered the new emperor's birth mother Yuansheng Huang noble concubine Huyan to be the Holy Mother Empress Dowager. Before the new emperor got married and took charge of the government, he would listen to the government behind the curtain. The Li Wang Sikong Que was the regent of the auxiliary country, and he was in charge of the military affairs. The left minister Mu Feng and General Xuanwei Xuanyuanjing served as the Minister of Auxiliary Government and Gu Ming.

How can the offshoot of the Qin royal family allow the harem ministers to get involved in the Tianzhao Temple Sheji, and launched a coup on March 27, the first year of Myanmar, but the regent Sikong Que seemed to have seen the truth and quickly counterattacked. After a month of bloody massacres and suppression, The Qin clan, who were ready to move, finally obediently closed their eyes of coveting the imperial power.

The palace walls are deep, on the top of the imperial city, Li Qingmei is holding the new emperor who is not yet one year old in his arms, both mother and daughter are wearing heavy and bright yellow costumes.

Li Qingmei, on the other hand, sat beside the empty dragon chair with neither sadness nor joy, separated by the thick crystal bead curtain, like a dream, guarding the heaven and earth that belonged to Qin Yin.

And under the dragon chair, the regent Sikong Que sat on the grand master's chair in a bright yellow python robe. He wore his own ambition on his body. It is the four claws representing the prince, and it is really impossible to distinguish whether he is wearing the python robe with four claws or the imperial robe of the golden dragon with five claws.

As if afraid that she might misunderstand, he sent someone to explain the reason to her early in the morning. The reason was very far-fetched: hospitality is hard to refuse!

Just like when Xing Yenan was pushed to the throne by the soldiers of the Shence Army, the wolf ambitions of his subordinates also began to swell rapidly.

And she, the only bargaining chip that can compete with him is her former love, and her broken body like Li Qingmei.That's all.

In fact, Sikong Que is also difficult to ride a tiger, but no one knows his difficulties, they only see his glorious side of power, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain.

But he didn't know that he would have to face conspiracy and assassination by various forces and political enemies at any time. The Prince Regent's residence next to the palace would be attacked by assassins every two or three days. For this reason, Sikong Que even called [-] Shuofang army guarded.

Tianzhao didn't dare to use his military power at all, except for suppressing internal strife and foreign enemies when necessary. He had to transfer his Shuofang army all the way to Shengjing City so that he could sleep peacefully for a while.

He felt like a thankless housekeeper, taking care of the huge country for Li Qingmei's mother and daughter, but he couldn't even take care of his own safety. Except for routine business, the two had almost no chance to meet each other in private.To be exact, she was deliberately avoiding him.

On August [-]th of the first year of Myanmar, it coincided with the Empress Dowager Huyan's birthday. Since the former emperor left, except for the bright yellow palace attire, Li Qingmei was dressed in plain or black for the rest of the time. .And the plain face is facing the sky, even the jewelry is just simple and elegant silk flowers or hosta.

Today she is still dressed in plain clothes, with a mutton fat hosta pinned to her bun. Sitting next to her is a [-]-year-old boy, with a hostile expression on her face and an expression of impatience from time to time.

However, Sikong Que, who was sitting beside him, glanced at him fiercely, so he obediently returned to his original place. This boy was the Prince Regent's son, Sikong Nianqing.

At this time, he inadvertently glanced at the woman sitting at the top, and when he saw the jade hairpin on top of her bun, he suddenly showed a strange expression.

It's a pity that the transparent high-quality mutton fat jade material!

He is very familiar with the jade hairpin on that woman's bun, and he has personally witnessed the polishing process of the jade hairpin from the jade fetus to the jade hairpin.

It turned out that the father stayed up all night to polish the jade hairpin, just to make this woman's birthday present. Seeing that the corners of the father's eyes were black and blue because he hadn't had a good rest in the past few days, he gritted his teeth, and immediately lowered his eyes. Head, I don't know what kind of conspiracy is plotting in the dark.

And Li Qingmei also looked back and forth from time to time to her son whom she hadn't seen for a long time. Although this child was only eight years old, he seemed a little precocious.

Looking at Xiao Nianqing in front of her, she really looked like Sikong Que back then. In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the cold palace where she first met him.

They are all her own children, with fleshy hands and backs. No matter what their father did, the children are innocent after all. She also tried to get in touch with Xiao Nianqing, but she underestimated the child's affection for her mother. degree of hatred.

Looking at the Yanxiao Yanyan at the birthday banquet, she suddenly felt a sense of loneliness that was out of place, so she retreated to the left and right, and went to the imperial garden to get some air and relax. Not far behind her, a lonely figure could not be seen. Follow along unhurriedly.

He didn't deliberately restrain his breath, so she quickly noticed the man behind her, so she stopped, stood by the Huaqing Pool, and turned around gracefully.

"Prince Regent, do you have anything to ask Aijia?"

But seeing Sikong Que slowly appearing from behind the laurel tree, holding a cloak in his hand, he put the cloak on her body, and then sighed faintly.

"Hey... must we be so unfamiliar?"

"Light brow?"

"Sikong Que, the throne or me, which one do you choose?"

Recently, Baima Yi never reported that Sikong Que's power has expanded rapidly, almost occupying the entire Tianzhao court, and even extended his tentacles to Baima Yicong left behind by Qin Yin. What exactly does he want to do?
"If I choose you, will you leave Tianzhao with me, leave behind your daughter and Qin Yin's country, and go back to the mountains with me?"

She is silent, is she?Naturally not, the new emperor has not yet ruled in person, if she just abandons her daughter like this, how can those powerful ministers and relatives give up, but what if Mu Qing gets married in the future and becomes in charge?

Will Sikong Que, who is in power, let go of Jinxiu Heshan, who is already in his pocket?
The answer is no, if the new emperor is in charge and firmly controls the power in his own hands, then the first thing to do is probably to take the head of the regent, Si Kongque.

"If one day your daughter wants to kill me, whose side will you be on?"

"Although there are still more than ten years before the 15-year-old wedding, this is a choice that has to be considered in advance. You know very well in your heart that the regent is not so much a great honor as Qin Yin's. The cage, and the key, is you."

"He is very smart, but also very vicious. He knows that you are my weakness, so he uses you to imprison me. He knows that facing you, even if it is a prison, I will be willing to be imprisoned."

"I love you, and I am also passionate about power. There is no contradiction between the two. Why must I make a so-called choice between the two?"

Yes, she knew Sikong Que's love for her, and now, as the regent king with one person under one man and over ten thousand people above him, he still didn't have a concubine, let alone a concubine room.

In the huge Prince Regent's mansion, except for the elderly woman, the rest are all servants serving the food and daily life of his father and son.

(End of this chapter)