Royal study room.
Several ministers knelt down in front of the empress, and they jointly impeached Luo Qingshuang.
"Your Majesty! The Queen Mother leaves the palace privately, which is against the ancestral rules!"
"He committed murder on the street, and was also suspected of killing the son of a court official. I hope your majesty will give me an explanation!"
"There is also Mr. Zhou, Si Tianjian, who is ungrateful and has an affair with the harem. He should be executed!"
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"
Several officials knelt down with cheers.
The empress felt that her brain hurt, and it kept coming back again and again. Zhao An felt uncomfortable all over if he didn't do anything for a day.
However, she also wanted to take the opportunity to test the Queen Mother's background, so she said: "This is a serious matter and we will discuss it in court tomorrow morning."
"I'll take my leave."
Several officials looked at each other and left immediately.
After they left, the empress immediately called: "Zhao An, get in!"
Zhao An happened to have just come back and changed his clothes, and ran up to her with a poop.
"Slave dog, why don't you kneel down!"
"Why?"
Zhao An was trying to reason, but the Queen Mother was blocking the way in this game. How awesome.
It just so happened that Nanfang Shengmen and Feilonghou came to Beijing, and the two sides started to fight passionately. Wouldn't it be nice for the emperor to just sit and watch the show?
"Hmph, they want to kill you!" The empress said angrily, somewhat indignantly, Zhao An said lazily: "They want to kill Zhou Huang, if not he is just a fake identity, just kill him, the Lord doesn't care."
Zhou Huang was tainted with too many karma, and it was time to let go.
And he kept running on both sides, and the secret was about to be exposed. Zhou Huang died, and this was the golden cicada's escape.
The salt-making business promoted by the Queen Mother could also be taken care of by the Luo Xiaoxiao brothers, and he would stand behind and make suggestions to let the old witch block the raging anger of the family members.
"Now that you've made the outside a mess, you want to retreat? That's too despicable. The Queen Mother knows your true identity. Aren't you afraid that she will get angry at you?"
The empress was full of contempt.
Zhao An curled his lips and said, "The old witch chose her own path anyway. If she doesn't kill anyone today, there won't be so many things."
Now it's time for the old witch to show off her strength and prove whether she has the ability to form one side of the triangular confrontation.
"Oh, I'm afraid the government will be in turmoil again."
The empress frowned and walked back and forth.
Zhao An grabbed the teapot like a little goldfish, drank heavily for a while, and then asked the Queen nonchalantly how it was going.
"She lived a very good life in the Chen family. As you expected, the Chen clan gave her up as a grandma, and Chen Guogong never mentioned letting her have an abortion."
"That's right. Next, the Queen will win over the direct descendants of the Chen family. Your Majesty just needs to wait and see what happens in the capital."
Zhao An stretched out and shamelessly grabbed the soft little hand. The empress turned her face away and did not refuse.
"Does Your Majesty know Qian Yuwei?"
"I know that her family is not well-off. Her whole family died at the hands of the Chen family. I can understand that she wants to take revenge on the Chen family."
The empress had investigated it, so she gave a straightforward answer.
Seeing that Zhao An didn't believe it, she took out a letter and threw it over.
Zhao An caught him and took a closer look. It turned out that he was just a Beijing official who was exiled and his family was exterminated?
How could a small Beijing official have a servant as powerful as Jinxiu? This is unscientific.
Therefore, Qian Yuwei's identity is only superficial. She, like the old witch, hides secrets.
The only thing that is certain is that Qian Yuwei wanted to bring Prince Ning to power. Her previous actions seemed to have harmed Prince Ning, but is there a possibility that she took the initiative to push Prince Ning forward? Prince Ning needed to protect himself, so now my father-in-law He Feilonghou is about to enter the capital, and Qian Yuwei has completed the first step of her plan.
Haha, woman.
They seem to be soft and weak, but when it comes to playing tricks, each of them is dirtier than the other.
The empress is still the cutie and innocent, she is obviously sitting on the dragon throne, but her plots and calculations are much less.
"Hey, what's that look in your eyes!"
The empress felt uncomfortable being stared at and protested angrily.
Zhao An couldn't help laughing.
She is really cute.
As night falls, the palace lanterns flicker.
The empress performed a sword dance with the Great Xia Dragon Bird, which was quite decent, let alone anything else.
She sweated a little, threw the dragon bird, and asked someone to bring water for bathing.
Zhao Anxin was in full bloom, put away the dragon bird, and accompanied her into the side hall with a smile.
She rolled her eyes coquettishly and said, "The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is."
"Hey, this slave's newly learned massage technique is guaranteed to make His Majesty comfortable."
After the eunuchs filled up the water, Zhao An asked them to send some palace stools to put together, add a layer of boards on top, then spread it softer, and finally add a layer of golden sheets.
The eunuchs did not dare to ask or look around, so they left after finishing their work.
The empress asked suspiciously: "What are you going to do?"
"My slave said I would give you a massage. You will know when the time comes."
Zhao An was extremely shameless and started to help her take off her clothes. She bit her lip and stood stiffly by the tub. As the clothes were peeled off piece by piece, her flawless white back was exposed to the air.
She stepped into the bathtub with her long legs, and Zhao An's nosebleed almost spurted out.
So beautiful, she is the most perfect work of the Creator.
"Have you seen enough?"
The empress faintly stretched out her little hand to ask for shower gel. Zhao An realized it later and hurriedly applied it for her.
Next, the empress leaned against the tub quietly, submerged in the flower petals and fell asleep. The water droplets from her hair flowed over her pretty face, pure and lustful.
Zhao An's big paws were covered with foam and he worked hard to clean her, but most of the time his hands fell on her chest.
Several black lines appeared on her forehead, "I said, can you change places?"
"Hehe, okay."
Zhao An rolled up his sleeves and ran his big hands down his flat belly.
The empress was too sensitive, she exclaimed and slapped her hand away.
Zhao An slipped and fell into the tub. When he poked his head out of the tub and faced her face to face, the empress gritted her little white teeth so hard that they squeaked.
"Dog slave, you must have done it on purpose."
"Don't worry, I'm just taking a shower anyway, why am I just a slave?"
Zhao An shamelessly wanted to take off his clothes.
The empress hurriedly stretched out her little hands to stop her, turned her head away, and closed her eyes with a hundred thousand dislikes.
"Please don't. Even if I'm afraid of you, you should start first."
"No."
Zhao An sneaked in so easily, how could he leave so easily.
His big hand reached into the water and grabbed a white little foot.
The empress blushed instantly and cursed through gritted teeth: "I will definitely peel off your cramps, chop them into pieces and feed them to the dogs."
"Okay, remember to let me know when you want to kill this slave."
Would Zhao An be afraid of a little cutie like her?
joke!
There are not many opportunities to play with your feet.
The empress was like a stiff puppet, being taken advantage of by the dog slave. Fortunately, the dog slave knew some rules. He could only touch her calves and did not dare to violate her any more.
After taking a bath, Zhao An took her out of the tub. She bit her lower lip and pressed it against her chest. She had a pink face and droopy eyes, showing no emotion or anger.
Zhao An placed her on the small bed he had just made, and then took out a small bamboo tube from his arms, which contained the medicinal solution prepared in advance.
