The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

An Changqing was indeed very tired. He did not close his eyes for a moment after spending a day and two nights together. He was tight and dared not to show any weakness or fear. +++Cartino novel website www.wuxiaspot.com Xiao Zhige is not there, he is the backbone of these soldiers, in any case, he can't fall first.

Even when he picked up the fire gun (to kill sha) later, even if his stomach rolled, he had to press it (强qiang), pretending to be nonchalant, pulling the mechanism again and again, shooting (killing sha)...until that The feeling of nausea gradually weakened, and then became numb. In the end, only instinct was left to support him and repeat the same actions...

Looking back on the feeling at this time, I just felt as if the whole person was soaked in greasy and cold blood, and I couldn't get rid of it (tuo).

Only Xiao Zhige's arms were generous and warm, as if it could isolate all danger and pain. He originally had a lot to say, but in such stability, he unknowingly fell asleep.

When I woke up again, there was a darkness in front of my eyes. An Changqing was startled, and her heart shrank suddenly, almost thinking that the warm embrace was just an illusory dream.

He opened his eyes as much as possible and called Xiao Zhige by name tremblingly.

"I'm here."

A familiar voice sounded, and at the same time a candle was lit, Xiao Zhige held his cold hand: "Have a nightmare?"

An Changqing blinked and adjusted to the light, only to find that she was lying on the bed in the main room, and Xiao Zhige was sitting beside the bed. In the small bed next to the bed, Xiao Anheng and his sister huddled together and slept soundly.

His heart settled down suddenly, but he clenched Xiao Zhige's hand more tightly, gave a low "um", and said, "I'm afraid."

Before seeing him extremely tired, he was covered in blood, sweat, dust and dust. Xiao Zhige restrained himself by the bedside. Now he heard his aggrieved nasal sound and could not care about anything else. He took off his boots and went on the couch. He took him into his arms.

An Changqing's outer clothes are already (take off tuo), and she is now wearing only the middle clothes, and she looks thinner and thinner. Xiao Zhige counted his thin back bones with his fingers, and sighed, "I have lost a lot of weight."

An Changqing let out a dull "um", hugged his waist with more nostalgia, buried his face in his arms, sniffed his familiar breath, and his tight heart gradually relaxed.

The two of them didn't speak, Xiao Zhige moved down his back and comforted him silently.

The two hugged each other for a long time before An Changqing broke free from the coldness like a bone maggot.

He was not afraid when facing the mad dog-like Xiao Qi'an alone, nor when he asked people to prepare kerosene and Zhentianlei to die resolutely... But the moment he saw Xiao Zhige appeared, it seemed that all the strong (strong qiang) had been lost. Shattered, only endless grievances and fears remain.

Only in front of Xiao Zhige can he show (expose) a trace of weakness.

He slowly exhaled, and stood up on his knees, arms around his neck, and raised his head to (kiss wen) his chin.

On the march, the man didn't have time to look after his appearance, the stubble on his chin was hard, but he didn't dislike it. Instead, he pecked (kissed) more and more attached, and rubbed gently with his cheek.

Xiao Zhige tightened his arms and allowed him to kiss (kiss) and ask for it wantonly.

The candlelight in the room was faint, and the dim yellow candlelight blurred the outline, and saw the black (color) hair of the two people entangled in one place, and they couldn't tell who had it.

Xiao Zhige circled the person cross-legged, his arms clasped his waist, and he clung to him tightly without leaving a gap. He sighed contentedly until he felt each other's heartbeats.

An Changqing put her face on his neck and whispered: "I miss you so much."

"I miss you too, thinking about it all the time."

Xiao Zhige rubbed his cheek gently with his side face. Thinking of the scene he saw when he rushed, his heart was still convulsing uncontrollably, and even his voice was cruel: "I will never let you alone in the future. In a dangerous place, don’t want to leave me anymore. If you are no longer here, what is the use of this world? If you say that life and death are the same acupuncture points, if you dare to take one step first, it will be three thousand feet in the yellow spring, and I will also catch you. come back!"

This time he was too self-confident, thinking that the arrangement was foolproof, but unexpectedly he encountered obstacles on the road and delayed his time. If he came one step later, he hardly dared to think about the consequences.

He said cruel words, but An Changqing felt more at ease, closing her eyes lightly and saying: "Okay."

…

An Changqing didn't slept for long this time. Although she was extremely tired, she was also frightened and couldn't sleep peacefully. This time Xiao Zhige hugged him before falling asleep again.

At this time, the sky (color) is not yet bright, and Cai Cong is leading the people to clean up the battlefield, tapping the casualties. Wounded soldiers and civilians must be treated immediately, and the dead bodies of soldiers and civilians who have been sacrificed must also be counted. They will be notified to their families in the day to collect them for burial, and family members must be placed in pensions... This pile of things needs to be properly handled. To arrange.

In addition, the imperial palace has also been brought under control, and several officials in the prison of Dali Temple have also been rescued. However, Xiao Zhige needs to decide what to do afterwards.

Emperor Anqing was seriously ill and was dying. The three princes were killed, and the remaining Xiao Qi'an became a prisoner. Xiao Zhige inherited his name.

Ji Anmin took a few officials and waited outside with a few generals. After the Northern Warlord took the princess from the roof and entered the house, he never came out.

Everyone was acquainted, knowing that An Changqing had encountered such a thrilling encounter, the two must have a lot to say, so no one dared to interrupt.

However, they stood outside for an hour, two hours... Seeing that the sky was about to dawn, they still didn't see any movement inside.

Ji Anmin yawned and said to Qi Wei next to him, "Isn't General Qi having something to report?"

Qi Wei waved his hand again and again: "I'm not in a hurry, if Master Ji is in a hurry, please ask first."

After speaking, he took a step back and made room, making it clear that he would not be the first bird.

Ji Anmin coughed, put his hands in his hands and said, "The old ministers are not too anxious."

Everyone had nothing to say, the civil servants and generals were waiting patiently on both sides. After waiting for another moment, Dali Temple Qing had nothing to say, "The prince and the princess are really deep in love, which is enviable."

Ji Anmin smiled and said, "The princess is noble and clean, and his heart is righteous. It's no wonder that the princess loves her."

On the other side, Qi Wei and others heard it, and said with You Rong Yan: "That's natural."

The two parties who didn’t talk to each other got a lot of rapport because of this topic. Dali Siqing said curiously: “I just saw that iron-pipe weapon, but it’s a firecracker?”

"Exactly." Tie Hu said: "In addition to the firecrackers, there are also the sky-shaking thunder, which was also thought of by the princess. The military equipment was developed after a lot of effort, and this is the first time to use..."

As long as you have seen the power of this firearm, you won't be surprised, not only the generals, but also the civil servants are aware of what these firearms mean.

"Maybe mass production?" Ji Anmin asked slightly excitedly.

"This item needs iron, and the requirements for craftsmen are also high. If there is enough iron and craftsmen, I think it can be produced in large quantities. But now the Royal Mansion already accounts for most of Yanzhou's inventory."

"..."

Everyone discussed this new type of firearm, but for a moment they forgot the time.

When Xiao Zhige finally came out of the house, the sky (color) was already bright.

Seeing everyone waiting outside, saying "hard work", he called them in to discuss matters.

An Changqing and the two children were still asleep. Xiao Zhige was afraid that she would go far. An Changqing woke up and was afraid. So she put down her tent, separated by a screen, and directly talked to everyone in the house. Discussion.

Although separated by a screen, you can still vaguely see the curtain hanging down from the back. Xiao Zhige deliberately lowered his voice again, and everyone understood, and then lowered his voice to speak.

Qi Wei and Tiehu led troops from Yanzhou and joined Xiao Zhige halfway. After arriving in Yejing, they led their troops into the palace. Now the imperial guards have all been replaced by the Yanzhou army, and The important gates in Yejing City are also controlled by their people. It's just how to deal with it later, but you have to wait for Xiao Zhige's instructions.

"Your Majesty and the Queen Mother want to see the prince." Qi Wei said. He said euphemistically. In fact, after the Emperor An Qing knew that Xiao Zhige had returned with his troops (to kill sha), he was very excited and struggling to get up to summon Xiao Zhige.

The Empress Dowager Zhao suppressed her arrogance, but her words were still unavoidable.

"No hurry." Xiao Zhige said: "I will enter the palace when these chores are finished."

Then he turned to Ji Anmin and others: "What's the matter with Master Ji?"

Those who followed Ji Anmin were one of the few who stood firmly on Xiao Zhige's side. This time, it was also the burden of Xiao Zhige that he was accused and sent to prison, and suffered a lot of skin (flesh). Therefore, Xiao Zhige treated them very politely.

Ji Anmin bowed slightly and said: "The old minister asked the prince if he wanted to replace it, but the prince refused. If the place is right and the people are all available today, the veteran dares to ask again, is the time for the prince to "break and stand up"?"

Xiao Zhige tapped his fingers on the desktop, and said in a deep voice, "No hurry, there is still something unresolved."

Everyone couldn't understand what he meant for a while, but since he said so, he couldn't ask any more. After all, Emperor An Qing in the palace had not yet died, and some things couldn't be said too bluntly.

Xiao Zhige discussed with them, and after arranging all the necessary matters, he sent them back to rest.

Everyone is not easy these days, and no one can fight with him now, and there is no rush for some things at this moment.

When the people left, An Changqing came out from behind the screen. He only wore a shirt, and he wore Xiao Zhige's outer clothes casually. The clothes are too generous, covering him loosely, making him thinner and thinner.

"Wake you up?" Xiao Zhige pulled the person over and let him sit on his lap.

"No, I woke up when I had enough sleep."

After this incident, An Changqing relied more on him, and the feeling of skin touch made him feel at ease. At this moment, he was sitting on his lap without feeling ashamed. She squeezed his fingers affectionately and asked: "What else is there? Did nothing happen?"

Xiao Zhige let out a "um", pulled him up, and found out the clothes to change him personally: "Since you are awake, go with me."

An Changqing didn't know, so he didn't vaguely understand what Xiao Zhige wanted to do until the carriage entered the palace.

They first went to the palace where Emperor Anqing was located.

This palace was originally remote, but now the palace has undergone major changes. Most of the palace ladies and eunuchs have been taken to one place and locked up, only the cold-hearted Yanzhou soldiers guarding outside.

Xiao Zhige led An Changqing in, and the emperor An Qing's low cough sounded from the sleeping hall. However, in just one month, he was very old and ugly, with gray hair and orange peel, and a deep and dark air enveloped him. Even people who do not understand medical skills can see that his life is soon to be seen.

Emperor Anqing is now dazzled and deaf, and the only old **** who serves him has also been locked up alone. He didn't notice someone coming until the two got closer.

After squinting his eyes and making a difficult identification for a while, his cheeks flushed morbidly, and he rejoiced: "Here is my son!"

After speaking, he coughed again. He wiped his mouth with the veil and gasped and said, "That wicked son, but you cut (killed sha)?"

Xiao Zhige couldn't see emotion on his face, and shook his head: "I didn't (kill sha) him, I have already prepared a better place for him."

Emperor Anqing seemed to be a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything, and then he took a breath and said: "Finally, you are up to you to deal with what you want. The third child is gone, and my body is no longer good. This throne can only be passed on to you. You Go and fetch the jade seal, and I will write the edict on the position of Zen. In the future, the great Yejiang and mountains will be handed over to you..."

"Zen is in me, what about the father?" Xiao Zhige asked.

"I am old, and I have been poisoned by the Zhao family again. I don't want to have many days left. So I went to the Spring Mountain Palace to raise it."

Last night he arranged his own back road. Xiao Zhige certainly can't wait for him to return to the heavens and succeed to the throne. Only if he takes the initiative to meditate, being a supreme emperor will not stand in his way.

But he planned well, but Xiao Zhige was not ready to make him happy.

Just listen to Xiao Zhige smiling and asking: "My mother and concubine died because of an injustice, did the emperor know about it?"

Recalling the old things, Emperor An Qing's face (color) was unconsciously a little ugly, but now he is weak, and can only suppress that dissatisfaction and nodded.

"I want to come, that evil man has shown (exposing) this (sexual xing) since then, and I only hate that I actually believed his excuse at the time..."

He was quite angry in his words, but he didn't feel guilty at all.

Xiao Zhige's voice became colder, and he slowly said, "Xiao Qi'an is about to pay for what he has done, and how does the father and concubine plan to pay his mother and concubine?"

Emperor An Qing was stunned, and trembling lips looked at him: "You...what do you mean?"

"Since the emperor father didn't think about it, just follow my idea."

Xiao Zhige's eyes were slightly cold, and the meaning of (killing sha) was substantive: "The abolished prince Xiao Qi'an forced the palace to kill his father, and the child minister was too late to rescue him. How about the death of his father under the abandoned prince's sword... How? There are enough charges for Xiao Qi'an. It shouldn't matter if you have one more item."

"You, you..." Emperor An Qing was horrified. Seeing that his expression was calm, but he had already drawn out his sword, he could only try to prop up his body and retreat, (color) Li Neilu said. : "Mr. Killing Father (Killing Sha), you are a treachery! You don't want to succeed to the throne anymore?!"

Xiao Zhige didn't respond, with a sharp sword in his (chest xiong) mouth, and slowly but firmly pushed in: "From the time you sat and watched your mother and concubine die in vain, you should have thought of today."

The sharp sword pierced his heart, An Qing emperor's eyes widened in astonishment, his throat made an unwilling "haha" sound, but no matter how unwilling he was in his heart, he could only gradually lose his breath.

Xiao Zhige looked at him coldly, then let go, and Emperor An Qing's body fell on his back on the couch, staring at him.

An Changqing watched all this (fa) not far away, but did not step forward to stop it. He knew that the repressed hatred in Xiao Zhige's heart over the years can only be quelled if he cuts it off with his own hands.

Seeing Xiao Zhige's face (color) gloomy, he stepped forward to hold the man's hand and whispered, "Let's go."

Xiao Zhige held his hand back and walked out side by side with him. Behind them are the gloomy palace and the body of Emperor An Qing, just like those old and decayed past events, finally cut off the entangled root system by his own hands, and abandoned in a dark corner. From now on, it has nothing to do with him.

The author has something to say:

Counseling: The emperor is not mine (killing sha). If you don't believe me, look at the sword, it belongs to Xiao Qi'an.

Xiao Qi:? ? ? Your mother?