Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 869

Xiao Tingchen shook the teacup with a gentle smile on his thin lips.

He knew that there was no one else in the world who could bully Xiaojiu except him.

Su Runmo cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty can attack Chang'an with peace of mind."

Xiao Tingchen nodded, then turned to Xie Rongjing, "You stay in Jinling for the time being, Zhou Fengxian's side, send a letter ordering him to stand still."

Just when Xiao Tingchen and others were formulating a strategy to go north, they arrived in Chang'an on a fast horse.

Xue Guang's head was delivered intact to Xue Chengcheng.

As the empress dowager of the Eastern Palace, Xue Chengcheng has the wind and the rain, and there is a favorite son beside him, who smiles all day long, and with proper maintenance, he looks younger and more beautiful than before.

Upon hearing the news of Xue Guang's death, a crack appeared on her fair face.

She sat at the round table, staring at the sandalwood box in front of her.

After a while, she reached out and lifted the lid of the box.

The rotten smell rushed over, and Xue Guang's head came into view, and the flesh was already a little rotten.

Xue Chengcheng covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and quickly left the bedroom.

She stood under the eaves of the palace, teardrops rolled down.

That rebellious son, that rebellious son was obviously kicked into the abyss by her, but he climbed up step by step...

Even killed her brother!
She knew it, she knew from the very beginning that Xiao Tingchen was an evil ghost, and he came to claim her life in this life!

The woman clutched her embroidered handkerchief and wept until the servant sang loudly:
"The Emperor is here—"

Xue Chengcheng looked over and saw her Sheng'er wearing a dragon robe and looking imposing, coming with her hands up and down.

"Sheng'er!"

She cried and went up to him, "Xiao Tingchen, that bastard, actually killed your uncle... This hatred is irreconcilable, you must avenge your uncle!"

Yuan Sheng smiled warmly.

He is similar to Xiao Tingchen in appearance, but there is a cinnabar mole missing under the left eye.

And when he laughed, he was much gentler than Xiao Tingchen.

He embraced Xue Chengcheng, who was crying so hard, and coaxed him softly, "Don't worry, mother, uncle loves me very much on weekdays, so I will naturally want to avenge him..."

Xue Chengcheng wiped his tears, "Your uncle really loves you. He used to have the thought of marrying Xiwen to you as a queen. Since you understand his love, you must avenge him. The emperor has the talents of the world, according to The Ai family thinks, why not let the emperor lead the troops to go south and kill Xiao Tingchen? The Ai family will sacrifice his head in front of your uncle's grave!"

"How dare you bother the teacher with such a trivial matter?" Yuan Sheng smiled, "It's better to let the teacher guard Chang'an, and the servants will personally march—"

"Don't dare to say such nonsense!" Xue Chengcheng was sullen, "Cheng'er, you are the emperor, how can you be in danger? Such a thing as the emperor's personal conquest is absolutely impossible, even if you want to come to the emperor's teacher, you will not agree!"

Yuan Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled calmly: "What the mother said is true."

Xue Chengcheng took his hand, "Cheng'er, be your emperor obediently, and courtiers will naturally plan for you when you fight or something. Don't worry, the Ai family will meet the emperor's teacher in person and let him lead the army south. You , when will those concubines give birth to a fat grandson for the Ai family, it will be considered filial piety!"

Yuan Sheng smiled.

After leaving from Weiyang Palace, he led a group of eunuchs and court ladies carelessly through the long palace alley.

At the end of the palace alley is a peach blossom surrounded by three people, and the beautiful woman dressed in costumes is sitting cross-legged, stroking the Yaoqin.

The spring breeze blows her veil, and her eyes are like autumn water, so beautiful that she is soul-stirring.

It is the current imperial concubine, Huayue Ji.

Yuan Sheng raised his hand, signaling all his followers to back down.

He strolled to Huayueji's side, sat down next to her as if intimately, and casually grabbed her little hand, "The imperial concubine's hand looks so delicate and jade-like, I can't put it down when I play with it..."

"The most similar thing between you and Xiao Tingchen is probably this mouth."

Hua Yueji's fingertips condensed a little bit of internal force, which was so dangerous that the strings trembled slightly.

Yuan Sheng let go of her before she got angry, and said with a smile: "Back then, the Hua family also contributed to kicking him off the throne. The emperor and the Hua family had an agreement that once the palace change was successful, I would marry you as a noble concubine. You After all, she has been my concubine for a year, but she refuses to let me touch her...Hua Yueji, you really broke my heart."

He used to be glib.

Even more annoying than Xiao Tingchen.

Displeasure flashed across Huayueji's eyes, and she said lightly: "You already have a lover in your heart, why bother to provoke me? Yuan Cheng, I just want to ask you, do you really want to be loyal to the emperor?"

"Otherwise?"

Hua Yueji stared at him.

The man has a handsome and evil face, and he always has a playful gesture when he smiles.

In the past year, he sat on the throne, doing nothing all day long, often gathering dignitaries from all walks of life to hold night banquets in the palace, and wantonly choosing Na'vi people as concubines.

But unexpectedly, she always felt that this man had deep thoughts.

She couldn't tell what it was like, but she could be sure that this man was definitely not as simple and dandy as he appeared on the surface!
As the spring breeze blew, she got up, and peach petals fell on the corners of her skirt.

She said indifferently: "Everyone praises the virtuousness of the emperor and teacher, and he is a capable minister in governing the world. But in the past year, he has not been able to retreat all day long, and I don't know what conspiracy is brewing in the mansion. He indulged the aristocratic family to take power and rule, making Chang'an City Even the people began to complain. Although Xiao Tingchen cut off the interests of the aristocratic family when he was in power, it is undeniable that the period of Xiao Tingchen's reign was the best period of law and order in Chang'an City."

Sikong Chen, the emperor's teacher, once helped Daqi expand the territory, and he is almost a god-like existence in the hearts of the older generation.

That's why when he found Duke Lu, Duke Lu agreed to betray Xiao Tingchen together.

It's just that no matter how the myth exists, because Yuan Xiao has deliberately weakened his influence in the court over the years, the younger generation's awe of Sikong Chen is not very deep.

Sensitive as Huayueji, seeing Sikong Chen's performance in this year's in-depth and simple manner, she has already noticed something is wrong.

The current Sikong Chen is probably no longer the emperor teacher who was astonishingly talented and caring about the common people back then.

Yuan Sheng raised his eyebrows and plucked the piano casually, "I thought that my concubine only cared about the interests of the Hua family, but I didn't expect to care about the interests of the common people. Concubine Ai is really virtuous and virtuous, and loves the people like a child, which opened my eyes."

"Stop talking sour words here." Huayueji was displeased, "There are no outsiders here, Yuan Cheng, I want to know what you really think of the emperor."

She called him by his first name.

Yuan Sheng lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, his thin lips curled up slightly.

The sound of the zither was like running water, covering his voice: "At this time, he should have received the news that Xue Guang was killed. He is about to leave the customs. If I am not mistaken, he will personally lead the army south to Jinling to join Xiao Tingchen together. war."

Hua Yueji raised her eyebrows, "So?"

Yuan Sheng smiled, "So, prepare good wine and good food, and entertain the emperor when he goes to the palace to ask for orders..."

There was a casual smile on his handsome face.

Huayueji's face was cold, and she was about to turn around and leave, but a dense amount of ventriloquism fell into her mind silently.

Peach petals are falling one after another, and the beauty under the tree is like jade, like a beautiful splashed ink painting.

(End of this chapter)