The woman put down her pen and looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction. Ying Er covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

The woman glared, "Isn't that good?"

Ying Er dared not deceive the king, "The handwriting is very good, but it is not very good either."

The country is still very good, but it is not well written.

The woman was speechless.

Suddenly, I heard a slight noise coming from the far away outside the hall, and I couldn't help but frown, "What's going on?"

Does anyone dare to break into the Chugong Hall?

Ying'er hurried out, but the woman didn't take it seriously. She just thought that the palace maids had a dispute. As soon as she picked up the memorials and saw less than ten lines, she heard the sound of rapid footsteps outside the hall.

The woman was surprised and stood up and walked out of the Chuigong Hall, and saw Ying'er with helpless look accompanied the two of them towards this side.

The woman smiled.

Wave his hand and signaled that Ying Er would bring them over.

Two, one old and one young.

The old man was wearing court robes and suddenly became the head of the Shangshu Xie Lang.

The youngest one is the twelve-year-old Xie Jiawanxi.

The little girl is not taller now, but her long hair is soaring, it has already spread across her buttocks and falls straight to the bend of her knees, like a black waterfall, with a stunning look on her head.

The little girl blushed with anger.

Behind him was Xie Lang. The old minister seemed very frightened, but his steady pace betrayed the old minister's mind, and he obviously supported his granddaughter who was doting so much that he was a little lawless.

The woman saw it and was not angry.

The grandfather and grandson came to the gate of Chuigong Hall, looked at the ancient empress in the hall, and did not kneel down to salute. Xie Lang knelt down honestly, and the woman couldn't help but punish the old minister deliberately.

Xiaoxiao asked frivolously: "Your Majesty, what is the benevolence of the king?"

The woman said oh, secretly having a headache. This girl is the little guy on the top of the list of Yongxulu. She has to cheer up and not to overturn the boat in the gutter.

At the same time, I also had a little secret sympathy for Li Ruyu.

If you have such a smart woman as your wife in the future, I don’t know what a miserable family life will be.

He smiled and said, "Where is the view of Wanxi?"

Xiaoxiao was fearless, "When a little girl's opinion, you are the father of all people, and you are kind to your son."

The woman said, "Are I injuring the people of Daliang?"

He nodded little, "Yes."

Ying Er was shocked when she heard this, fearing that His Majesty was furious, so she let the Xie family Wanxi take care of her. She was not relieved until she saw the empress still smiling gently.

For some reason, Ying Er liked Xie Wanxi very much.

Xie Lang, who was kneeling on the ground, did not say a word, but he was not worried at all. He had known this girl so much that no matter how angry he was, he would have reason and basis to convince people with virtue.

Pure Zhenzhi is good.

It should be said that the poetic immortals are good at it.

The woman asked with a smile, "Then tell me, who did I lose?"

Xiaoxiao did not jump into the pit and said seriously: "Your Majesty is the emperor and plans for the people of the world. You can lose one person, but you can't lose one person. But you can't die but you can't live the world. What's the point?"

The woman was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, this girl was so smart that she didn't mention Li Ruyu at all. She knew her thoughts, and the woman was not angry. "Have you asked Mr. Xie what the meaning is?"

Xiaoxiao raised her head stubbornly, "Grandfather said that the meaning is in the world, but in the eyes of the little girl, the meaning of the world is not as good as the meaning in the little girl's heart. So I want to ask Your Majesty, why not win it off?"

The world in my heart is that person.

He is the meaning of my Zhou Xiaoxiao's life.

The woman was a little moved, and then she was a little amused. How could she have an affair with her children in the world? "I know your mind, but some things are from my perspective, and there is no difference between big and small. So, it's useless to say anything. If you want to call me a fool, I forgive you for not guilty. But there is one thing I want to say in front. If you scold me, I will be angry with him."

Xiaoxiao looked angry, "You..."

The woman smiled and took the steps down the stairs, stroking the little head, "I am just like you, and I am very worried about him, so stop making trouble, just wait, he will come back."

Xiaoxiao was silent, but her eyes turned red.

The woman looked at Xie Lang kneeling on the ground and smiled, "Shangshu Xie, the family tradition is very good."

Xie Lang looked up and smiled, pretending to be confused, "His Majesty Xie praises."

The woman was speechless.

He took a small hand and walked back to the Chuigong Hall, saying as he walked: "I know you are worried about him and are also blaming me for sending him to such a Jedi, but have you ever thought about you, the Xie family of Chen County, and now he is the top of the list of Yongxulu. That young man has no family background. Will Xie family of Chen County let you be together? Do you really want to wait until he is tired of official position and marry you before he gets ten years old?"

But he didn't care about Xie Lang kneeling on the ground.

Xie Lang felt relieved, and his granddaughter contradicted His Majesty. The more he punished him, the less he would be. He simply knelt down and leisurely enjoyed the flowers and plants in the small garden in front of the Chugong Hall.

The woman continued, "You should know that I not only let the scholar and Lai Chenjun go, but also let the old supervisor and Xue Shengtang go to Kaifeng. The current situation is indeed unexpected."

Xiaoxiaohan had a face, a little unhappy.

The woman suddenly felt a little funny and forced herself to smile, "I'm very sad."

Xiaoxiao was surprised and muttered that you are the emperor, what else can you be sad about?

The woman held her forehead, "Liu Yin has a little nephew, who is only sixteen years old. I heard that she admires you very much. I really want to make up for it. Why don't I give you a marriage?"

Xiaoxiao was startled and pouted, "No!"

Still couldn't help asking, "Is he really okay?"

The woman smiled, "It's okay, I believe him."

For some reason, Xiaoxiao was shocked.

There is always a feeling of discomfort.

The empress smiled when she said this, although it was more of the emperor's demeanor, but in her words, she savored another emotion, which seemed to be... a bit like the trust between men and women.

Does Your Majesty... also like my Yuer?

Xiaoxiao was startled by his thoughts, swung his little hand in a panic, and whispered to herself, "No, no, Xiaoxiao, you must have thought too much."

How old is the empress? How could she like Yu Geer?

The woman was puzzled and didn't ask her. She walked to the desk, picked up the book "On the Jun Ce" by Su Banyue on the table and threw it to Xiaoxiao, saying, "You are the young phoenix personally granted by my Yukou. Today I will not punish you too much. Before the palace ban is closed, I will punish you for copying "On the Jun Ce"."

The cold young phoenix was suddenly very melancholy...

Mao Qiuqing was also very melancholy.

When fighting in Guanyucheng that day, Zhao Sa was injured in his chest, leaving a scar, which had just faded a lot. This time, he was injured by Yue Shan's long halberd outside Kaifeng City. Unfortunately, the scar was cut off, but it would leave a more ugly and deeper scar.

Mao Qiuqing thought it was a bad thing for the first time that her breasts were big.

If he had a little flattering chest... he glanced at Amu who was taking care of Li Ruyu, and Mao Qiuqing thought to himself that if he was like Amu, he would not be injured this time.

Unfortunately, the talent is so.

But I was also secretly happy. How can I gather people's hearts if my breasts are not huge...

In fact, Amu is also very good, but compared with Mao Qiuqing, he is really powerless.

Mao Qiuqing's eyes suddenly stopped for a moment. She stared at the temples of Anmu for a long time. As one of the three butcher knives of the Beizhen Fushi Department, Mao Qiuqing naturally had his own uniqueness.

Suddenly discovered a secret.

This is not A Mu's true face, she has disguised herself!

Why does Amu want to disguise?
Chapter completed!