lazy queen

Chapter 11

Shu Qing's weather-beaten face was startled suddenly, and then a wry smile appeared, and he said, "Yang'er, as a man, being too smart may not be a good thing."

But after thinking about it, such a delicate and clear mind may be able to find a stable job in the royal family in the future, but the prerequisite is that the marriage contract with King Jin will not be unexpected.

Thinking of his son's marriage contract with King Jin, this battle-tested general was as worried as an ordinary mother at the moment.

They have been engaged for four years, but the empress still hasn't ordered them to get married, and the attitude of empress Feng is even more...

She shook her head, looked at her son, and said, "No, Yang'er should be smarter." Only in this way can she protect herself!
As a mother, she might not be able to protect her son for long.

From tonight's events alone, it can be seen that the empress may not be able to tolerate her.

"Mother..." Shu Chenyang's bright eyes dimmed because of her words, the sternness on his face turned into bitterness, he lowered his eyes, and said quietly: "Mother, don't worry, I will!"

That exquisite heart naturally understood the meaning of what mother said.The entire Tianfeng Dynasty knew that the Empress doted on King Ya, but this time, King Ya's coming-of-age feast was only missing his mother.

For more than 20 years on the battlefield, such a person has repeatedly made outstanding achievements. In the eyes of Tianfeng's subjects, such a person is the greatest hero, but for the person who stands at the pinnacle of power, I am afraid...

What's more, there is no room for a grain of sand in the eyes of the current empress!
The master is overwhelmed by the high merit, the master is overshadowed by the high merit, this is the so-called overriding the master by the high merit!
The Shu family is probably about to...

But the one who could help them still kept absolute silence at the moment.

Shu Chenyang raised his head slightly, his gloomy eyes sparkled with crystals, the midwinter night sky, the waning stars and the waning moon.

Seeing his son's dejected expression, Shu Qing felt heavy in his heart, "Yang'er, mother shouldn't have answered the queen's gift of marriage back then."

But now, I'm afraid I've missed my son's life!
"Do we have a choice?" Shu Chenyang still raised his head, as if the night sky dotted with residual stars contained what he longed for most.

There is no choice, even if his mother refused at the beginning, he has no choice.

Perhaps, from the moment he was born, he was destined to become a pawn in someone's hands, and then become an abandoned pawn...

Feng Mujin, four years ago, this name was the happiest point in his life, but now she has become his nightmare, a nightmare he will never escape.

Shu Qing frowned, with a worried expression, "Yang'er..." In the 20 years of fighting in the battlefield, she has never felt powerless like now, and can only watch her son suffer.

Because of her, her only son lost the right to happiness and lost the happy future that a man should have. Is this God's punishment?Punish her for killing too much!
In the cold and biting night, sorrow entangled the hearts of mother and son like a mess.

The mother and son stood in place, silent, the lantern above the promenade gave off a dark yellow light, shining on the two of them, two long shadows appeared on the snowy ground.

I don't know how long it took, a young man dressed as a servant came over timidly, bowed and reported:

"Young master, King Jin is here to visit."

On the snowy ground, the lonely and upright figure suddenly trembled, and then a low voice came out, "I don't see you!"

That voice was cold and heartless, like the north wind raging wantonly.

The boy didn't seem to expect that the master would say such a thing, so he froze in place.

Shu Qing sighed, looking very clear and melancholy in the silent night, she looked at her son's indifferent face, and then said to the boy: "Tell King Jin, it's getting late, the young master has already rested, please King Ya Your Highness will come back another day."

"Yes!" The servant flicked his body and left after receiving the order.

Shu Chenyang lowered his head and looked away, Chuchen's face was as calm as stagnant water, "Mother, it's cold in the night, we'd better go back and rest early, Daddy is still waiting." He flicked, "I'll take my leave first. " After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

In the deep corridor, that figure looked extremely bleak.

Shu Qing sighed again, it seemed that she could do nothing but sigh!

Yawangfu, Tianya Nuange
At this moment, Feng Qingya is lying on the warm couch, wanting to sleep.

On the one hand, Chu Yu looked at the slender and fair neck that had been covered with a layer of gauze, the beautiful face was half swollen at the moment, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, picked up the ointment on the side and gently Gently smear the medicine on the half of the red and swollen face.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind came in from the glazed window, making a whirring sound.

Feng Qingya seemed to be awakened by the cold wind, she opened her eyes, a trace of displeasure flickered in her eyes, she propped her head up with her hands, and said to Chu Yu who was full of worry, "Yu Yu, go back and rest first. "

Chu Yu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately refused: "My lord..."

"Go back and rest!" Feng Qingya spoke again, with a sternness that could not be rejected in his voice.

Chu Yu was stunned for a moment, surprise flashed in his watery eyes, he pondered for a moment before he nodded and said: "Okay, my lord, rest well." Without asking any more questions, he left the Nuan Pavilion.

Inside the Nuan Pavilion, they entered immediately, only the sound of the fire burning.

Feng Qingya got up, stretched the brocade quilt on the warm couch tightly, wrapped herself tightly, then said coldly and fiercely, angrily and dissatisfied: "Get out!"

As soon as the words fell, the glass window was suddenly pushed open, and a black figure rushed in.

The glazed window was suddenly pushed open, a black figure rushed in, cold wind poured in from the open glazed window, the candle flames on the candlesticks fluttered, the light in the warm pavilion dimmed for a while, and then brightened again.

Illuminated by the candlelight, a middle-aged woman stood erect in the warm pavilion, dressed in black, with a long sword hanging around her waist, her features were heroic, and she looked like a quack.

Feng Qingya shrank her neck, then gave the uninvited guest a cold look, and said in a vicious voice, "Just tell me if you have anything to say!"

"Need to say?" The woman said indifferently, her heroic eyes flashed with obvious disdain, she turned her eyes away, and did not look at Feng Qingya at all.

Feng Qingya yawned nonchalantly, and lazily said: "I said Palace Master Qianming, why do you come here because you don't want to see me so much?"

Qianming Palace, the only most mysterious and oldest sect in the Jianghu, was formed from the merger of the famous Qianyingmen and Minglou in the Jianghu hundreds of years ago.According to rumors in the world, it lived the same life as the Tianfeng Dynasty.It's just that who knew that Shangguan Liu, the master of the famous Qianming Palace in Jianghu, would have such a small belly.She just threatened her a little ten years ago, but she still holds grudges to this day.

"You shouldn't be in conflict with Bingyan's messenger tonight!" Shangguan Liu said fiercely, frowning, "I said, if you make your father sad, I will never let you go!"

(End of this chapter)