Empress please be more ruthless

Chapter 170 The Grand Finale (6)
Chu Tianmo stared at the bright yellow back, the string of crown beads swayed slightly following her slightly trembling figure, and took two steps forward, only one foot away from her, the familiar fragrance lingered in his nose, he had already become Soft as water, she said in a low and gentle voice: "Tong'er, I will not excuse myself for what happened on the battlefield. At that time, I did take the risk of sending troops regardless of your safety. When I learned that you were safe and sound, my heart finally let go."

Song Qingtong listened silently. These days, she has been hesitating, and the words Feng Lingxue said always echoed in her mind... She and him are only suitable to be monarchs and ministers!The fact is indeed so, now, he admits it in front of her!

Thinking about it carefully, he healed her wounds and assisted her to ascend the throne, it was because she was the late emperor's daughter, not out of love for her, setting up a new king and leading troops to attack, that kind of cruel and resolute method, if she was a bystander, she would definitely Will applaud him, but unfortunately, she is not!Whether it's Leng Junxie or Shui Jing, including Feng Lingxue, she believes that no one can do it, and they are the men who really care about her.

If she hadn't confessed to him that day, maybe he would only treat her as the emperor in this life. There is no other possibility between them except being a monarch and a minister. Maybe this relationship should be let go. He doesn't have a deep affection for her. What he really cares about is In Jiangshan Sheji, his position is not in the harem, only in the court can he show his talents.

Thinking of this, Song Qingtong turned to face Chu Tianmo, and smiled calmly: "Father Xiang, my body is not suitable for bothering my mind. During this time, I have to trouble Father Xiang to handle the memorial."

Chu Tianmo looked at the calm face so close at hand, he couldn't help but suffocate, the eyes she looked at him were no longer blurred, her smile was no longer sweet, he thought that as long as he kept Bei Qin, she would not blame him, In fact, he doesn't understand a woman's heart too much, she always cares.

The bright yellow figure disappeared outside the door of the imperial study room. Chu Tianmo sat down on the chair weakly. Since she gave him the Bing Tilian, it can be seen how much she valued him in her heart. It won't remain the same, if he just explained the efforts he made for her that day and the critical situation he faced, it might not be the end in front of him.

With a sigh, thinking of the government affairs she had given her, he stretched out his hand to pick up a memorial from the desk, unfolded it to read, only to realize that his eyes were blurred, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read a single word, he put it down slowly, and raised his forehead with both hands. Did it wrong?For the first time, I have doubts about the decisions I have made.

The emperor's palace.

At dusk, Yu'er came in and told, "Your Majesty, King Annan is asking to see you outside the palace gate."

Song Qingtong leaned on the soft couch, closed her eyes as if she hadn't heard it, raised her hand and ordered the musician to continue playing, and Yu'er retreated embarrassedly.

Cheng Guan grinned, now that his head is no longer bald, and his hair has grown, Mr. Yun is already a thing of the past in his heart, and the last thing he wants to see now is Feng Lingxue, approaching Song Qingtong like a flattery, Stretching out his hand to pinch Song Qingtong's leg, he couldn't help but think, sister Tong's legs used to be as thin as hemp sticks, but now they are so sensual, he really likes to touch them.

Song Qingtong raised her eyelids and glanced at Cheng Cheng. The thing she hates the most right now is being touched by others, and her weight soars. The longer she grows, the more she looks like a bucket. However, his technique... tsk tsk, squeezed her so well Comfortable, leisurely and bored, he asked: "A Guan, who did you learn your skills from?"

Cheng Guan proudly raised his chin: "It's comfortable! In the Southern Dynasties, my sister asked me to press it for her. I didn't agree to take A Guan to Liuyu Palace to meet sister Tong until she was satisfied."

Song Qingtong shuddered, and suddenly thought of a serious problem, retracted her legs, looked at Cheng Guan and coughed dryly: "Um, A Guan, did your sister...well, did you get caught by her..."

Cheng Guan was stunned, looked at Song Qingtong with big eyes, caught her ambiguous eyes, blushed, and shouted: "Sister Tong, what are you talking about? She is my elder sister!"

Song Qingtong breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Cheng Guan's aggrieved eyes glistening with tears, he hurriedly comforted his wounded heart, "Hehe, I'm just asking casually, it doesn't matter if you have any, I don't mind."

"If you say no, there will be no!" Cheng Guan said angrily.

Song Qingtong rubbed her ears, why are you so excited? "Okay, okay, I get it."

At this time, Yu'er came in again and told: "Your Majesty, King Annan said that if you don't see him, he will kneel outside the palace gate forever."

Song Qingtong couldn't help laughing, raised his eyebrows and said, "If he likes to kneel with him." This trick is too uninnovative, Ji Yunhe has already used it, thinking of Ji Yunhe, I don't know how he is now?
Yu'er sighed in her heart, the man has gold under his knees, not to mention that he is still the master of Li Palace, the prince of the Southern Dynasty, and she can see that he has genuine affection for the emperor.

Cheng Guan rolled his eyes, and curled his mouth: "Ji Yunhe is the one who knelt down, but Feng Lingxue is far behind Ji Yunhe, if he has the courage, he will go to become a monk too!"

Song Qingtong was startled when he heard the words, but Cheng Guan said again: "Alas, Ji Yunhe is actually quite pitiful. I heard that after New Year's Eve, he ran to the mountain to become a monk despite the threat of death from Princess Suyang. He was genuinely moved by Sister Tong."

Song Qingtong's heart moved slightly, she didn't have that kind of affection for Ji Yunhe, but she still felt sorry to hear the news of him becoming a monk.However, it is impossible for her to accept him because of this, there are already enough men in the harem.

Taking a look at Cheng Guan who was talking to himself, in the past he kept his mouth shut and never left Mr. Yun, but now Mr. Yun has become Feng Lingxue in his mouth, remembering the time when he was imprisoned, he dared to hold back his anger in front of Feng Lingxue Qu looked amused, and asked, "A Guan, do you like listening to these songs?"

Cheng Guan blinked his eyes, pondering: "Today's song is very nice, but A Guan prefers yesterday's and the day before yesterday's."

Song Qingtong was a little puzzled. Today's tune and the one she ordered the musicians to play before are both widely circulated in Xiluo, and there is no difference in sound.

When it was time to eat, Cheng Guan stayed for dinner as usual, and praised the food again. Song Qingtong ordered the imperial kitchen to imitate Xi Luo's taste. She hoped that it would help him recover his memory.

It wasn't until Haishi that Cheng Guan reluctantly left Song Qingtong's bedroom. Since Song Qingtong came back, he never left anyone to stay in the bedroom. It was rare to see him staying in Tongque Palace last night.

(End of this chapter)