Queen, go for hegemony

Chapter 2 The Imaginary Emperor of Qi
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In fact, many years ago, Yan Ping's handsome face flushed red, and he also argued with grief and indignation: "An Yi, I'm not a broken sleeve!"

At that time, my fat paws tightly grasped his slender wrist, and I tried my best to pull this kid to my side, and I refused to let go.

At that time, the Great Chen Emperor was still alive in the world, and the Great Chen Palace was full of smoke and feudal vassals, and the world was still a beautiful place.

The former Daliang Emperor was very licentious and immoral. He completely wiped out the country handed down by his ancestors. The eighteenth road rebelled against the king, and the sixty-fourth road smoke and dust, Xiao Huang's grandfather was one road.The Great Chen Dynasty was less than a hundred years old, Xiao Huang's grandfather conquered the country, and it was passed down to Xiao Huang's father's generation, but it still did not change the status quo of the separatist rule of Zhuhou Fengyan.

When the first emperor was still the crown prince, he and my father, Yan Ping's father, were good brothers who fought side by side on the battlefield.

My father was naturally timid, but he was surprisingly strong. He vowed to be a scholar, and with a bright heart, he would sweep the world and save the common people.Later, in the troubled times, he ran into walls and almost died, so he changed his career to become a pig butcher.After killing pigs for a long time, he went to the battlefield and started killing people, and it was Xiao Huang's father's army that he voted for.

So when I was very young, I actually had a happy childhood with Yan Ping.

At that time, my mother had passed away, and the first emperor had already ascended the throne. There were two ministers under his humerus, one was Yan Ping's father, Yan Yu, and the other was my father.

I have been stubborn since I was a child, and my strength is much stronger than that of children of the same age. Every time I go to a banquet in the palace, Uncle Yan brings Yan Ping to the banquet. When I see this picturesque child, I always feel joy in my heart. took his hand to play.

He has very little strength, and my fat hand tightly grasped his thin wrist, his face flushed and he was about to cry out of joy, and he shyly refused: "...No...don't..." (actually, he was scared Are you about to cry?)

The uncles in the hall had all been on the battlefield, and their voices were very sonorous, everyone roared with laughter: "Brother Yan, your son is raised like a daughter, if he is really a daughter, he can be a daughter for An Yi." Little daughter-in-law, look at how happy he is..."

I was even more elated when I heard this, I stepped forward to babble, stamped two stamps on each side of his cheeks, and coaxed confidently: "Daughter-in-law, come play with me..."

Yan Ping was dragged away by me crying...

In fact, my little daughter-in-law still has the same picturesque brows when she cries, big tears rolling down like jade beads, no snot running at all, she is still very beautiful!

Unlike me, if my father refuses to satisfy my request, I will lie down on the ground and do whatever I can... That way, I probably don't see where I am looking, right?
Later, year after year, every year at the palace banquet, fewer and fewer uncles and uncles I knew came to the banquet, and my father said that they were all shrouded in horse leather... My little daughter-in-law also refused to cry more and more... Every time he would only struggle with me with all his strength, and when he was nine years old, he finally blushed one day and said angrily, "An Yi, I'm not a broken sleeve!"

That year, we were selected as the prince's accompanying students, and we accompanied the five-year-old Xiao Huang to study in the palace, and we could stay together in the palace for half a month every month.

When I was at home in the other half month, my homework became increasingly heavy. My father invited many people to teach me. No matter how much I cheated, it was useless. Once I was too aggressive, and he beat me hard. Locked in a dark room, threatened through the door: "Girl, if you don't want to practice martial arts well, you will be useless, hurry up tomorrow and ask your majesty to ask His Majesty to send you to the palace to be a princess... If you can’t write well, you can’t stand in this troubled world?”

I thought of the five-year-old Xiao Huang looking at me with joy and stupidity, and couldn't help shivering...

Daddy, you are so cruel!
What's more, how could I abandon my beautiful little daughter-in-law?
Although he said I was broken sleeve, but I am not annoyed at all!

Because I have a dream in my heart, one day, I will stand in front of him in women's clothing, instead of the two of us sleeping together in the side hall of the East Palace, but he has a straight face, wishing to turn his face into an ice cube, so as to freeze my smile .

But daddy said that to be a man, you have to be thick-skinned and black-hearted, to be able to withstand blows and to be cold-eyed, in order to be successful and famous one day.Although I have never had the idea of ​​honoring my ancestors, Xiao's wish to blossom and bear fruit with Yan Ping is extremely sincere and urgent.

It's just that I was young at the time and didn't understand the changes in the world.Under his cold face, she still flattered him every day, brought him face wash water in the morning, and wished to bring him foot wash water in the evening... was forcibly stopped by the palace maid...

Mainly in the morning, when I brought the wash water for him, I poured half a basin of wash water on him, it was the middle of the winter... So he sneezed before the night, and the waiter in the East Palace was so frightened that he was so scared that he would lose his mind. The disease was transmitted to His Royal Highness, and Yan Ping was quickly transported out of the palace...

I am very lost.

What's even more depressing is that in the following six months, under my constant personal care, Yan Ping suffered three disasters and nine disasters, and continued to suffer from minor illnesses. Finally, the Empress Empress and Uncle Yan Yu came to a common conclusion: Yan Ping and the palace Horoscope does not match!
His career as a companion is finally over, and the sea of ​​suffering is boundless. He is the first to go back to the shore, and I am the only one who is with Xiao Huang, struggling with ups and downs.

Xiao Huang was amused by this for several days, dragging me by the corner of my clothes every day to live in the main hall of the East Palace... I struggled for a long time, but couldn't resist the smirk of the evil force, and finally surrendered and lived with him Entering the main hall of the East Palace...

The memories came to an abrupt end here, those years belonging to the Dachen Palace always had an atmosphere of luxury and luxury, completely different from the dim lights and dirty air in the prison cell in front of me.The eyes of the man outside are rather sarcastic. They used to be like a painting, but now they have added a lot of heroism. After years of repetition, my skin is as thick as a city wall, and my heart is as black as a black stone. A little sarcasm does not make me look depressed at all, but smiles: "General Yan's words are wrong! Even if An is reduced to a prisoner and sentenced to execution, he will have to have a meal of beheading, right? It's not good to starve to death before execution?"

There are dark clouds in his gentle eyes, I have always been used to his cold face, and I smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth: "Besides, although An Yi is not seven-point color, there is always three-point color. If you are hungry again, even There is no such thing as three-point color, so how can we expect His Majesty the Great Qi Emperor to take pity on him and save his life?"

He was obviously furious, and slapped the prison wall fiercely, causing dust to fly: "An Yi, if you don't want to die, you can just talk nonsense! But as far as I know, His Majesty the Great Qi Emperor It's not broken sleeves!"

I shook my head and sighed again and again: "Tsk tsk, General Yan has led troops all the year round, and even this temper has become more and more irritable! There is only one thing, General Yan may not know... An Yi is not a broken sleeve!"

The anger in his eyes never diminished, and he snorted coldly: "I never knew that Little General An likes women!"

This sentence is the truth - he has always known that I have liked no one but him since I was a child!
Unfortunately, that was just the past.

I smiled and said, "An Yi is a woman, how could he like women?" After so long, I finally told him this sentence myself, and my heart felt relieved immediately, and my whole body was extremely comfortable.

"you……"

He was extremely stunned, and he looked at me strangely like never before, as if the nerves on his face had become autonomous, the muscles on his cheeks throbbed violently a few times, and he finally calmed down: "You...you really Is it a woman?" Even his voice trembled a little.

I looked at him so funny, I couldn't help laughing, without any scruples: "Do you want me to undress for you to have a look?" As I said this, I straightened up, pulled off my belt, and pulled off my outer jacket, Feeling in my heart, for a bite to eat, I have to sacrifice my appearance, is it easy for me?

He stared at me blankly, as if he had lost his mind and said weakly: "You...don't undress anymore, I...I'll go find some food right now." It turned out to be a gesture of surrender.

It's a pity that I have always acted neatly, before he finished speaking, the obscene clothes were already unfurled, revealing the white cloth covering the chest, and I quickly tied it up again after hearing the words, and said with a smile: "It's best if you believe it! I'm starving to death." I'm afraid you have no good fruit for this wanted criminal! His Majesty the Emperor Daqi is no more confused than ours..." He said with his chin pointing to the soundly sleeping guy in the opposite cell.

Thinking back when I was an official in the same dynasty as him, Xiao Huang was also very affectionate to him, never constrained by the etiquette of a monarch and a minister, always happily calling him: "Brother Yan Ping..." The current Emperor of Daqi, His Majesty Feng Chaowen, He is a dark-faced and hot-hearted master who restrains his subjects extremely strictly. Presumably he will never have the honor to be called a brother by His Majesty the Emperor.

His face was very ugly, as if someone had robbed him of something he loved: "An Yi... Are you so impatient to seduce His Majesty the Great Qi Emperor?"

I pointed at his face and said in amazement, "General Yan's words are strange! Now that I'm a prisoner, of course I have to find a way to save my life, can't I just sit and wait for death? General Yan's expression is so ugly, it seems that someone is forcing you to seduce the general His Majesty Emperor Qi?!"

As soon as I said this, I immediately regretted it in my heart. I was still hungry. According to his previous temper, I must have been angry when I heard this. I felt my hungry flat stomach, and quickly made amends. I slapped my face lightly. Twice, he flattered: "Look at my mouth, how can I talk nonsense! General Yan, calm down, calm down! The villain is just a grass-roots person, when he is hungry, his head becomes dizzy, and when he is dizzy, he can't speak..."

Although his face was even more ugly, he was not angry, and even his voice was rare and gentle: "You...you don't have to do this, I'll go find some food!"

I nodded my head, and watched him leave with a respectful face. When I fell back onto the straw bed, I couldn't help but feel complacent: Could it be that after these three years of tempering my fate, my way of flattering horses has improved to a higher level?

I haven't seen how useful Xiao Huang is on weekdays? !

(End of this chapter)