Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

"Master!" Mu Jin was in a hurry, and she was afraid that it would be more uncomfortable to make him drink up, and she didn't dare to move, so she had to block it at will and let him make a fuss.

This man was also very irritating, making her heart flutter, he actually hugged her and murmured something in her ear before falling into a deep sleep.

Mu Jin tried her best to turn her head and glanced at the man who was already sleeping soundly on top of her. Ten thousand horses galloped and whizzed by in her heart - you don't bring such a fool!

And, what did he say before he fell asleep? It seems to be talking about his Huang Ama? ?

Mu Jin was even more depressed. Shouldn't she be thinking about her at this time?

Pushing the man away with great effort, and helping him to lie down properly, Mu Jin lay down again, breathed a sigh of relief, and unconsciously looked at him in a daze, thinking that fourth master was probably the only one who had seen this drunk state, right? What happened to the inexplicable sense of accomplishment?

Mu Jin pursed her lips, smiled involuntarily, leaned over and kissed the man's handsome face and chin lightly, hugged him and snuggled into his arms, feeling drowsy, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The emperor's bedroom in Qianqing Palace.

The palace where the earth dragon was burned was as warm as spring, and Lord Kangxi was wearing thin bright yellow pajamas, just casually leaning on the kang, listening to the report of the black-clothed guards kneeling on the ground.

After listening, Lord Kangxi still sat there without expression or reaction.

Liang Jiugong, who was half-bowed and standing beside the wooden guard, glanced at the black-clothed guard and coughed lightly. When the guard raised his eyes to look at him and saw him winking, he immediately kowtowed knowingly and quietly He went out backwards.

The lights in the dormitory were faint, reflecting bright yellow everywhere.

Lord Kangxi sighed softly, tapped the knuckles on the kang, "Yinreng, Yinreng!"

"I know countless people, but I really don't understand it. Jiugong, tell me, tell me, you said Yinfeng - what does it mean?"

How could Liang Jiugong dare to pick up on this kind of words, he smiled and bent even more, "Your Majesty, you are so wise and powerful, even you don't understand, how can this old slave understand."

Master Kangxi gave a "chi" smile, glanced at him and didn't press him any more.

He didn't expect the old guy to say anything at first, it was just a moment of emotion.

Yinfeng, is it true that he really doesn't want to be the prince? Why? Why does a person become so radical as soon as he changes?

This feeling is too obvious, especially when compared with the past.

So that he can no longer deceive himself and others, and has to face it calmly.

If Yinfeng really doesn't want to be the prince, then he has to make a new plan and make a plan early.

Is it just that you really want to depose Yinfeng's crown prince? Grandpa Kangxi hesitated again, and two beautiful figures could not help appearing in his mind, one was a little blurry, but the other was clearer, after all - is he going to break his promise?

Liang Jiugong didn't know what Lord Kangxi was thinking, but combined with what the secret guard said just now, what Lord Kangxi sighed, and what he saw and heard in the past two or three years, he also guessed three or four points, and he couldn't help but set off a storm in his heart. Legs are a little weak.

Your Majesty, is this, is this seriously considering the abolition of the crown prince?

The court of the Qing Dynasty may experience another great turmoil

I don't know who will take over as the crown prince after the prince is deposed