Reborn into a tyrant's sweet and soft petite bag

Chapter 58
Although the first child of the first emperor was not born to the empress dowager, he was loved by thousands of people, and he was a compatriot with Prince Jing.

After reaching Jiji, she went to Beidi to get married, and she was the Queen of Beidi.She comes back every three years to visit her relatives, and in her previous life, it was Beidi who ruined her country...

Concubine Wan's face was red and she leaned closer, "Ci'er is not as smart as Princess Yongjia said, she has never seen a toy like Jiulianhuan, why don't you let me try to solve it?"

Qin Ci is her daughter, and her daughter doesn't know how to explain it. Isn't it reasonable for her to help her as a mother?

"Pa—" there was only a sound of metal parts colliding.

The red gold nine chains were successfully solved.

Under Concubine Wan's astonished expression, she said softly, "Concubine Mu, isn't Ci'er very smart?"

Princess Yongjia snorted coldly, "Ci'er is not as stupid as Concubine Wan said."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the teacup and sipped tea to hide the dark light in his eyes.

Concubine Wan blushed in embarrassment.

How can this stinky girl know everything?
Empress Mu sat in the upper seat, and smiled slightly when she saw this, "Don't you want to try Concubine Wan? Since you are so interested, let's try it."

In a word, Concubine Wan became the target of public criticism.

Concubine Wan took the Nine Rings from Qin Ci's hands, her palms were sweating nervously, and she couldn't untie the Nine Rings even after playing for a while.

Princess Yongjia couldn't help but sneered, "It doesn't matter if you can't solve it, after all, it's for children's enlightenment, you are an adult."

Concubine Wan blushed.

The princess is mocking herself for being inferior to a child.

Thinking of this, she glared at Qin Ci angrily.

Qin Ci was making the queen mother happy, so she didn't see this scene.

At this moment, a guard came in and reported, "Your Majesty, Prince Jing was winter hunting in the suburbs of Beijing. His horse was frightened and fell off the cliff. When the guard found him, he was already unconscious."

As soon as the words came out, Princess Yongjia couldn't sit still at first.

Seeing this, Qin Licheng calmly said, "Send the imperial physician to see it, and report any situation at any time."

Princess Yongjia stood up and said, "Your Majesty, I will also go and have a look." Prince Jing is her own younger brother, so it is natural to go to see such a big event.

Qin Licheng nodded, the other concubines had sat down for long enough, and they all left.

After everyone left, Qin Licheng was a little absent-minded.

Although the tiger talisman was returned to him, they still obeyed Prince Jing's orders. To him, it was both a threat and a provocation.

Knowing his son Mo Ruomu, the Queen Mother guessed what he was thinking, and said calmly, "Although King Jing has handed over the Tiger Talisman, the soldiers in the army always miss the old master. If you want them to truly submit to you, you must find a way to gain the morale of the army."

Qin Licheng rubbed his eyebrows, "I know."

He took a deep breath, got all the Tiger Talismans, is he still worried that he won't gain the morale of the army?
His eyes fell on Qin Ci who was in the arms of the queen mother, and he saw her frowning, wondering what she was thinking. He stretched out his hand and pressed it, "What are you thinking about, little eyebrows?"

At such a young age, he was even more worried than him.

Qin Ci withdrew her thoughts, and in a daze made excuses to answer, "I'm thinking about what to have for lunch."

Qin Licheng: "..."

Sometimes I really feel like I have raised a little pig.

He raised his hand and pinched the little girl's cheek, slightly threatening, "If you have this time, why don't you think about what gift you want to give me on my birthday."

As soon as the words came out, someone stomped on his feet suddenly, and Qin Licheng gasped in pain.

The queen mother withdrew her feet, hugged the little girl, and scolded angrily, "Are you still shameless and asking the child for a gift? Aijia tells you that if you dare to bully Ci'er, you are bullying Aijia!"

Really, she is over 50, and she didn't give her a gift, but now, she has the face to ask her good granddaughter for it!
The world is as big as the heart he lacks.

Qin Licheng wanted to refute, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face, so he could only leave with a cold snort.

After the man left, the queen mother sighed and said to Qin Ci, "Actually, your father has a violent personality and hates dogs, but he just speaks a little bluntly. In fact, he loves you in his heart."

From childhood to adulthood, only her mother was kind to him, with a cold face every day, killing people at every turn, until Qin Ci appeared, he had human feelings...

Qin Ci's eyes couldn't help getting wet when she heard the words, and she buried her head in the arms of the queen mother, "Don't worry, grandma, I will definitely be filial to my father."

The two continued to chatter.

The queen mother was not feeling well these few days, so Qin Ci temporarily moved here to chat with the queen mother to relieve boredom.

In the blink of an eye, three days later, it was the birthday of the king of Xiliang, and all countries sent envoys to congratulate him.

The side hall of the Compassionate Ning Palace is the place where the Buddha is enshrined. When Qin Ci was sleeping soundly, she seemed to smell the smell of burning paper and the Queen Mother muttering to herself.

Unable to open her eyes, she finally woke up after a long time, and saw the Empress Dowager sitting in front of the couch, reading Buddhist scriptures.

After washing and eating, Qin Ci sat in front of the dressing table, and the queen mother combed the little girl's hair herself.

While combing, she praised, "Ci'er's hair is black and shiny, really pretty."

Qin Ci frowned and said with a smile, "Isn't it inherited from the emperor's grandmother?"

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the side hall out of the corner of her eye, and saw a pot of paper ashes in the corner of the side hall, apparently just burned paper money.

Doubts arose in the little girl's heart.

Who is the grandmother paying homage to? The day she died was also the birthday of the emperor...

Creepy.

At this time, the Queen Mother had already combed her hair and put on a beautiful skirt, and everyone rushed to the banquet.

At the banquet, Qin Ci sat down according to the regulations, picked up a piece of pastry and wanted to stuff it in his mouth, when he saw a familiar figure striding towards the door.

The young man wore a snow-white fox fur cloak. The young man was thin and straight, with deep facial lines, fine-tuned phoenix eyes, straight nose, and sickly white skin.

With a loose body shape and a dignified gesture, Qin Ci slowly put down the pastry.

Qin Chen has returned to Beijing.

No arms or legs missing.

Both men and women on the field were amazed by Qin Chen, and it took a long time before he said, "Ah, I heard that the Southern War is over, and our army has successfully won the battle and returned to the court. Qin Chen is back?"

Qin Chen was polite in his alienation, "Well, I just returned to Beijing."

He caught Qin Ci at a glance in the crowd.

The long and narrow Danfeng eyes were gloomy and cold, and Qin Ci couldn't help shivering.

Why does this look look like he wants to eat her alive?

A nobleman said excitedly, "I heard that this Southern Expedition not only beat the crap out of the enemy country, but also captured eight cities in a row. The Xiliang army is mighty!"

When everyone heard the words, they immediately gathered together to praise her. Qin Chen glanced at it feeling bored, and walked towards his seat.

As soon as he was seated, Qin Kangming sneered from a few seats away, "It is said that people must be self-aware. If a person has no respect and etiquette, he is still like a dog."

As soon as the words came out, those who understood looked at Qin Chen intentionally or unintentionally.

State banquets are arranged according to official ranks, and Qin Kangming, as the third-rank official of Dali Temple, sat in a slightly front position.

Qin Chen's adopted son who has no name and no distinction actually sits in front of Qin Kangming?
(End of this chapter)