Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 373 - I don't feel alive

The empress covered Sikong Nianqing's mouth playfully with her chubby little hands, trying to prevent him from spitting out the fat cake in his mouth, while her bright eyes looked at him expectantly.

"seven…"

Her big eyes were filled with dense water mist, and her small mouth was pouted as if she was about to cry again.

Sikong Nianqing stretched out his hand and gently pinched the little guy's face, then with a doting smile on his face, he began to chew the cake in his mouth.

"Hey, it would be great if you were the child of the father and that woman."

In fact, he also really wants to have a younger sister. Although the little guy in front of him is of the same mother as him, because of Qin Yin, his feelings for this younger sister are extremely complicated.

"pot"

The little guy moved his mouth full of saliva to his cheek, and made a sound, leaving a big puddle of saliva on Sikong Nianqing's handsome face.

She was calling his brother, he understood, but he didn't know how to respond, so he simply pursed his lips and put the little guy in the cradle.

"Who is your brother, this world is not rare!"

He kicked the sepak takraw ball on the ground a little angrily, but he didn't know that in the near future, someone would become a madman who is famous all over the world.

He took over the position of his father, guarding his younger sister and the Tianzhao Empire, and became His Royal Highness the young regent who made the whole empire fearful.

And the thing that the young regent enjoys most is protecting his fat girl, and guarding against wolf cubs with ulterior motives from abducting his sister.

At this time, a certain wolf cub who was only nine years old was staring at the woman in black in front of him with a rebellious and indifferent expression, vigilantly holding the Tianzi sword, which symbolized the starry night royal family, in his hand.

"Who are you! How dare you trespass into my bedroom!"

"Yan Che, I'm your aunt, my name is Li Qingmei!"

Xingyeche, the small character Yanche, this is a nickname that only those close to him know. He looked at the graceful woman in front of him in a daze, and he didn't remember anything about this woman.

It's no wonder that he can't remember Li Qingmei. When he was still in his infancy, he met Li Qingmei once, and he didn't have any contact with her after that. How could he remember her appearance, so he Secretly began to use internal power, ready to launch an offensive.

Her mother's family came from the famous Xuanji Pavilion in Jianghu. Under the teachings of her grandfather and uncle, she has cultivated deep internal strength at a young age. Following, is still a breeze.

"Yan Che, stop!"

It was Zhan Ying who was speaking, long time no see, her sideburns were full of early hair, at this time she was wearing a red armor, walking forward with heroic spirit, walking slowly towards Li Qingmei.

"Long time no see, empress dowager!"

"Little Tai Sui! Why are you so distant, just call me Qingmei, long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

"Hehe, don't dare! You are the Holy Mother and Empress Dowager of the Tianzhao Empire and the biological mother of the Empress. How dare I presume to call you by your boudoir name!"

"Don't ask me if I'm doing well. I don't even know if I'm doing well. Anyway, after she leaves, I don't feel alive! Oh, don't say such depressing words! Back to business!"

She forced herself to withdraw her attention from her depressed thoughts, pretending to be nonchalant and staring at Li Qingmei in front of her, staring sharply into her eyes, trying to see some clues from them.

"I don't know what the empress dowager is doing late at night for a visit?"

"Or is it that the Empress Dowager thinks that with the dozens of white horses in your hand, you can bloodbath Fengzhi's palace? Or come to capture the thief first and capture the king?"

"Zhanying, you misunderstood me, I'm here, I just don't want to see people in ruins, meet each other in battle!"

"Hehe, the queen mother is worrying too much, we just want to protect ourselves! Facing Tianzhao's iron hooves, how can we Xingye have the power to resist? It's just a dying struggle!"

"I just hope that when the time comes to meet each other, the Empress Dowager can remember the sisterhood of the past and let Che say this child can survive! Zhanying is very grateful!"

"He's just an orphan whose parents died. His grandmother just passed away last month. You can't wait for it, and you don't even want to wait for the old man's July 49 festival?"

She knew what Zhanying was obsessed with, but cutting down the feudal clan was imperative, so she took out a draft imperial decree from her sleeve and handed it to Zhanying.

"You should take a look at the imperial decree of recruiting security first. If you are not satisfied with the above conditions, you can discuss it again. I don't want to see Starry Night's life in ruins. After all, this is my old friend's home country."

Zhan Ying accepted the imperial decree with a sneer, and he was determined to lose, so he spread the imperial decree with an indifferent attitude, and browsed with Xingyeche and the two.But after the two of them read the imperial decree, they both showed surprise.

"Keep the number of the Shence Army, and the Xingye family still inherits the position of Marshal of the Shence Army. Although it looks tempting, the selection of generals in the army needs to be transferred through the military department. This is obviously taking away Yan Che's power. The bare marshal? Huh? "

Zhan Ying resisted the urge to throw that imperial decree on Li Qingmei's face. It was only a few years since she saw Li Qingmei, who was originally pure and innocent, had transformed into such a scheming, philistine face, she couldn't feel it in her eyes Expressed deep disappointment.

"If Yan Che has excellent leadership skills and can convince those generals, then the Shence Army's absolute right to speak still belongs to Yan Che, or do you think Yan Che is unteachable? Embarrassed?"

"Marshal Battle!"

Hearing the news, the old Pavilion Master Gong hurried over and stood in front of his grandson with an undisguised murderous intent on his face.

Although Manman's death cannot be blamed on others, but his daughter and son-in-law both died in Dafeng territory, he naturally has no good looks towards Li Qingmei.

Xing Yeche lowered his voice and told his grandfather about the situation at this time. After learning the details, the old pavilion master Gong drew out his sword and flew to Li Qingmei. Taoist wall, blocking between the two.

"Nowadays, people are swordsmen, and I am fish and meat. We can't be brave. The old man thinks that the terms listed by the queen mother can be discussed, but there is still one more thing to add!"

After all, it is an old Jianghu, the eyes of the old Pavilion Master Gong are bright, and at this time he is stroking his beard, looking at Li Qingmei and his party not far away with calculating eyes.

"Appreciate further details!"

She waved her hand generously to signal Bai Ma Yi, who was standing in front of her, to back down. The man in front of her was a top-ranked powerhouse, if he really wanted to take her own life, it would be like picking something out of a pocket.

"Yan Che married the Qin family!"

She understood immediately, so she nodded in agreement, marriage might be a good idea.

At that time, she only needs to find a prostitute of the same age and noble lineage to marry Yan Che, and she can turn hostility into friendship, which is what she wished for.

"That's naturally the best. At that time, I will personally select a noble and beautiful woman from the royal family to make a marriage contract with Yan Che. After Yuan Che's 15-year-old crowning ceremony, we can get married! I will show my kindness again at that time." Yu Yuanche's wife, canonize her as a princess."

"So, okay?"

"No, no, the marriage that the old man said is your daughter's marriage with our Yuan Che!"

Li Qingmei was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the old pavilion master with a strange expression, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Old Pavilion Master, are you sure? Although my daughter is noble, she is an empress. Since ancient times, there are more than three thousand beauties in the emperor's harem. She is an empress. Three husbands and four attendants are the norm. Do you want your grandson to be with many people?" A man sharing a woman?"

(End of this chapter)