The Tyrant's Beloved Empress

Chapter 113

The two took Xiao Anheng and Xiao Anzhu to pay homage to the Queen Mother, and the three-day Winter Festival holiday was over. +++Cartino novel website www.mtlnovel.com Xiao Zhige plunged into the busy political affairs again. And An Changqing went to court for the first time, and assisted Guanglu Temple (cao) to hold the Winter Festival and was greatly admired. After receiving a lot of praise in the market, no one had any opinion on his going to court.

Many people even felt that with the Goose King, the emperor's temper was much better. Occasionally, courtiers failed to understand the profound meaning of Xiao Zhige, and did not dare to ask Xiao Zhige, and the errands would always be impossible for the Sacred Heart. Now there are more ways to do it-I dare not ask the emperor, but I can go to find the Goose King and make a call.

In this way, the courtiers did a good job, and there was no need to worry about being afraid of eating and hanging out, and Xiao Zhige finally stopped throwing knives at the courtiers who could not handle the errands all day, saving a lot of effort. It's so happy for everyone.

The only thing that didn't feel good was An Changqing. He is now well-known in the officialdom, and he goes to court every day before dawn. After the court meeting is over, he either goes to the imperial library to criticize the book or is invited to a banquet by his colleagues. After socializing in the daytime, I have to accompany the young prince and princess to dinner at night. And when it comes to rest at night, it is necessary to meet the emperor's exuberant demand. Although most of the time he himself is not too firm to refuse, the culprit is none other than Xiao Zhige.

An Changqing feels that these days are a bit difficult.

Especially since he had been tossed for most of the night the night before, Han Zhang and Wang Yu came and cried out shortly after they closed their eyes. An Changqing was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, frowned and grunted impatiently, then pulled the quilt on and covered her head.

Upon seeing this, Wang Yu didn't dare to urge again, and looked at Xiao Zhige who had already got up embarrassed. Xiao Zhige waved his hand and said in a low voice, "The prince is tired, so I don't need to call him today."

After he washed (more geng) clothes, he went to dig An Changqing. An Changqing was covered in a quilt. Xiao Zhige was afraid that he would be bored with himself, so he pulled the person out a little, then tucked the quilt for him, and stuffed the hot pot soup at his feet before going to the ground with a face full of spring breeze. towards.

Everyone was a little surprised if they didn't see King Goose that morning. Someone tentatively asked, Xiao Zhige answered with a good temper, only saying that King Goose (body shen) was slightly uncomfortable and would not come today.

Everyone was relieved now, thinking that King Goose (body shen) was unwell, and it was time to visit him, so as to show his fellowship.

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But on the side of An Changqing, he slept enough, and the sky (color) outside was already bright. Xiao Zhige should still be in power at this time, and he has not returned.

Wang Yu waited on him to wash (geng) his clothes, and after breakfast, An Changqing rubbed his still aching waist, thinking that such a day must not continue, otherwise it would work day and night (fuck cao). He might die on the dragon (chuang) sooner or later. At the moment, he couldn't take care of anything else, so he hurriedly picked up and took Xiao Anheng and Xiao Anzhu out of the palace and returned to the palace.