Traveling back to ancient times: the training plan for strict wife control

Chapter 317
The emperor said indifferently: "If the ninth brother is willing, I will give it up!"

To be honest, he really didn't worry about this. His younger brother knew that although he had the ability to govern the country, he was always used to being loose and had absolutely no intention of occupying the throne.

Xiao Qi was a little angry, glared at the emperor, turned his head and left, but the emperor was sure that the ninth brother had accepted, so he shouted a few times, and several court ladies and eunuchs came, the emperor ordered them to serve the nine kings, and he himself An edict was drafted to inform the ministers, saying that the nine kings will temporarily take charge of the government on behalf of the nine kings to recuperate from illness.

Everything was arranged properly, the emperor walked out of the palace door, with a long-lost smile on his lips, mixed feelings in his heart, but no matter what, compared to the pain of the previous few days, he is much better now, the most concerned Of course, it is Su Er's safety.

If someone else left the dragon seed, the emperor would definitely think it was for the sake of glory and wealth, but Su Er was different. For glory and wealth, she clearly had it at her fingertips, but she was willing to give it up. In this case, she was willing to keep the dragon seed. Kind of, does that mean that the love in her heart is really herself?
That night, taking advantage of the darkness, the emperor quietly left the palace, followed the general directions provided by the spies, and led people to find Huasu, and even asked the Jianghu people for help.

The emperor began to search for a needle in a haystack, and Qingqing's belly gradually swelled up. When summer came, Qingqing often took Ning'er to the seaside for a walk, sitting on the deserted boulders by the sea, and looking into the distance.

The seaside in this era has not been developed and is still in that primitive state. Although it does not have the modern seaside style, it also has a unique sense of desolation. Living here for a long time may make people more peaceful.

"Ning'er, how long has it been?" Qingqing's voice was faint, with a hint of sadness, accompanied by the sea breeze, it seemed so distant and desolate.

In the past few months, Ning'er was also very worried. Although the young lady never shed a single tear, nor did she say or do anything aggressive, it was precisely because of her calmness that Ning'er was particularly worried.

She would rather Miss could cry a lot than to see her pretending to be calm every day, but the corners of her eyes can't hide the sadness in her heart. Sometimes, a person who uses a hard shell to hide a fragile heart is often more worthy of pain than a person who screams pain at every turn. pity.

"Miss, you are already four months old." Ning'er said while supporting Qingqing.

(End of this chapter)