President Wife is A Man

Xi Bin, the biological mother of the ninth prince, pardoned her for being buried for the former Emperor because she conceived the prince.

Now she only wants to bring up the ninth Prince and be an idle Lord in the future. A safe life is enough.

Unexpectedly, the throne suddenly fell on the head of the ninth prince.

Originally, he did a good job of being a salted fish and doing nothing all his life. As a result, the things everyone robbed were stuffed into his hands. Not only the ninth prince was smashed, but also the Xi concubines were smashed and confused.

Both of them are soft and have no ambition. They just want to be invisible people who eat and die.

Well, I pushed it to the public at once.

To be honest, nine Royal sons are in a panic.

It was a six-year-old baby who couldn't resist the pressure and cried at that time.

Xi Bin was also a coward. When she saw her son crying, she cried with her.

In the past, when their wives cried, the palace people would laugh at them, but now when they cry, the palace people tremble and tremble with fear.

One by one, he urged his majesty and the Empress Dowager not to cry again.

No, when Zhongyong Hou went, the ninth Prince stopped crying and fell asleep.

The concubines of the brook did not trust their son, so they stayed by the dragon's couch.

Hearing the palace man whispering to tell Zhongyong Hou that there was something important, he was stunned and got up hurriedly.

"This......" the concubine was so frightened that she couldn't speak quickly. "Why did the Marquis come?"

What should I do? What is she going to do?

Xi Bin was so frightened that she wanted to cry.

After half a day, Li Quansheng already knew what kind of person Xi Bin was. Seeing her panic like this, he couldn't help sighing.

Li Quansheng knew that his royal highness was angry, so he let the throne out, but the nine princes didn't understand anything, and Xi Bin was a useless man. How could they support the great beam?

It was said that Gu Shizi was the regent to assist his Majesty in handling government affairs, but... Li Quansheng was worried when he remembered that Gu Shizi had no intention to help the ninth prince.

But now the more important thing is to stabilize the concubines... No, the Empress Dowager's mood.

Just listen to Li Quansheng's way: "the empress dowager, don't be impatient. The marquis will buckle the Palace door at night. There must be 100000 urgent military reports."

"But lin'er doesn't understand anything! And he's already asleep. This..." Xi Bin said subconsciously.

In Xi Bin's eyes, she doesn't understand any military information. She just wants her son to be good.

Li Quansheng said, "Your Majesty has a rest. You can listen first."

"I'm a woman. What do I know about the military?" Xi Bin was even more flustered.

Piansheng palace people urged again, saying that Zhongyong Hou asked for a meeting.

Li Quansheng didn't care how to deal with the matter. He just said, "if you can delay it until tomorrow, you can delay it until tomorrow. In the morning, the Empress Dowager can announce the regent to enter the palace for negotiation. If you can't delay it, you can ask Zhongyong Hou first. It must be wrong."

The river concubines who were driven to the shelf had no time to refuse.

After the ceremony, Hou Zhongyong explained his intention: "tell the Empress Dowager that Wei Chen has just received an urgent report that the state of Zhao has sent troops and the state of Chu has made some moves, which has approached the border of the state of Liang. Wei Chen specially came to ask his majesty for instructions."

"This..." Xi Bin didn't know how to deal with it. She couldn't help looking at Li Quansheng and saw Li Quansheng nodding. "In that case, what do you think?"

"Naturally, send troops to meet each other!"

"Send troops?" Xi Bin opened her mouth and her mind was blank. "Are you... Going to war?"

In her understanding, war means displacement, war, smoke of gunfire, and the people are unable to live.

At the thought of losing his life, Xi Bin immediately said, "if we don't fight, will we succeed?"

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