Chapter 295
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Xiao Tong Hou is one of Kangxi's favorite concubines. Naturally, her familiarity with Kangxi is far from that of duolong and others. Even if her appearance and conversation are flawless, once she has any intimate contact, how can Xiao Tong Hou not distinguish her male characteristics?
But now, song Qingshu can't find any reason to avoid it. He thinks that he must keep a distance from her later, otherwise his long-term plan may fall short.
"The emperor arrived ~"
Hearing the eunuch's voice coming from afar, empress Tong stood up with a happy face, and asked the maid of honor, "how about today's beauty?"
"Of course it's beautiful. Madam, you are the most beautiful concubine in the harem."
Hearing the words of the palace maid, Xiao Tong's eyes were bent like the crescent moon. She knelt down on the ground with joy and welcomed song Qingshu: "the emperor is lucky."
After looking at Xiao Tong, he looks up at himself. His eyes seem to be full of spring. Under the glow of candlelight, a pretty face looks very delicate. Song Qingshu only thinks that his head is big.
Song Qingshu motioned to the eunuch to put the memorial on the couch. Then he said to empress Tong, "I'm going to read the memorial today. You should have a rest first."
There was a trace of disappointment in empress Tong's eyes, but he soon put his mind in order. He asked the eunuch maids to prepare refreshments and leaned over to say, "that concubine is going to make some soup for the emperor."
"Don't bother. I'm not hungry." Song Qingshu is not used to the intimate feeling of Xiao tonghou, and subconsciously alienates Tao.
"The emperor manages all kinds of things in the daytime, but he has to read the memorial at night. It's the most exhausting. He should drink some soup to take care of the dragon. The emperor will read the memorial first. I'll come as soon as I go. " After the small Tong does not think, after the song Qingshu salute will leave.
Song Qingshu looks at the beautiful shadow of empress Xiao Tong and thinks that his internal skill has been trained to the realm of heaven and man, and he doesn't need any tonic. What's more, he is not used to empress Xiao Tong's attitude of being a good wife and mother.
Although I hate reading memorials, it seems easier to read them than when I face Xiao Tong alone. Song Qingshu is absorbed by them.
The context of the power structure of the whole imperial court is roughly presented in my mind, which forces are there, and which faction each official belongs to... As long as you pay attention, you can see a clue from the memorial. After all, those who go to the memorial always have their own motives, don't they?
It seems reasonable to say that the words between the lines of a memorial are correct. However, as long as we start from the perspective of which officials' interests will be affected and which officials' interests will be damaged by the memorial, we can roughly judge his camp by a little analysis.
Suddenly feel a pair of soft hands on the shoulder, song Qingshu can not help the body tremble.
"Did my concubine disturb the emperor?" Small Tong after soft voice asks a way.
Seeing that Song Qing shook his head expressionless in writing, empress Tong took the porcelain bowl from the hand of the palace maid and said with a smile, "the emperor has a taste of the osmanthus lotus seed soup made by my concubine."
Song Qingshu wanted to overturn this bowl of soup willfully, so he didn't have to face Xiao tonghou in the future. However, before Kangxi left Beijing, Mingming still loved Xiaotong the most. When he came back from Shengjing, his attitude suddenly made a 180 degree turn. Surely everyone would have doubts.
Smelling the fragrance coming from the back of Xiao Tong, song Qingshu suddenly felt some blush and heartbeat. There seemed to be an inexplicable dry heat in his body. Song Qingshu was surprised: what's the matter?
I carefully investigated the Qi in my body, but there was no sense of obscurity in its operation. It was just that the Qi in the meridians didn't seem as calm as usual.
Are you possessed? Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't think so.
"Emperor, emperor?" After hearing the voice of Xiao Tong, song Qingshu suddenly woke up, reluctantly laughed and reached for the bowl.
"It seems that the emperor is too tired. I'll pinch his shoulder for him." Don't wait for song Qingshu reaction, small Tong after very naturally standing behind him, gently knead up.
The ten fingers are as green as jade, and the strength is appropriate. Song Qingshu's body soon relaxes and enjoys the tenderness of her fingertips. I can feel that in order to please the emperor, empress Xiao Tong must have worked hard on her skills.
Every time Xiao Tong presses a place, song Qingshu feels that a sense of crispness and numbness disperses, and her body gets hot and dry. Although reason tells him something is wrong, this feeling of crispness and numbness is too comfortable, and song Qingshu is reluctant to let her stop.
Seeing song Qingshu close her eyes and enjoy herself, empress Tong feels very happy. When she presses song Qingshu's temple, she intentionally or unintentionally puts his head on her chest. The squeeze makes her skin float with a layer of rosy clouds. Suddenly, she smells a rich and mysterious aroma. She only feels hot sweat and crisp, He quickly clung his face to song Qingshu's back and said in a greasy voice, "emperor, it's late at night. Let's have a rest."
Song Qingshu's eyes were red long ago. Wen Yan picked up her legs, picked her up, and walked step by step to the embroidered tent. The eunuch at the door, seeing her, stepped back and closed the door.
Empress Tong is lying in Song Qingshu's arms with a red face. Her hair is in a bun and her teeth are fragrant. She is graceful and delicate. She is as soft as a bone.
The neon clothes slipped, revealing a large area of snow greasy skin. Thinking that she was the most beautiful concubine in Kangxi's harem, song Qingshu felt a sense of evil excitement in his heart. His arms parted her two snow smooth legs. Following the thin and delicate place, he pressed her heavily.
Xiao Tong's face is greasy, and her face is cheerful and sweet. Her legs twinkle around Song Qingshu's waist. Her body trembles gently from time to time. It seems that she is angry that the man on her body doesn't know how to pity her
The next morning, when song Qingshu woke up and looked at Xiao Tong lying lazily beside him, the brocade fell to his waist, revealing his charming body.
Recalling Xiao Tong's coquettish gaze and bitter tolerance last night, song Qingshu can't help but shake his heart. However, his expression soon becomes dignified. He can't figure out why he was a beast last night.
Secretly investigate the true Qi in the body, has restored the calm of the past, and even more concise and rich, presumably is the credit of the Xuanyin Qi in Xiaotong's body.
"Is Huanxi's meditation already beginning to bite back?" Song Qingshu's face became more and more ugly. Although he had heard Hatoyama and others say how dangerous it was to practice joyful Zen before, he didn't think so all the time. After all, he practiced for so long and didn't encounter any problems until last night's gaffe.
"Is the emperor going to the early court? Excuse me, I can't get up to see you off. The Emperor didn't pity me last night... I'm very weak now. " After the small Tong Youyuan way, struggling to sit up, but only feel all soft, really lazy to move a finger. She knew that it was because he had been tossed about all night by the emperor, and he would not blame him for such a trifle.
"Have a good rest." Song Qingshu was worried that she might find something unusual, but looking at her present appearance, she didn't seem to realize that the man who galloped on her last night was not her husband, so she could not help sighing.
In this way, after a period of time, song Qingshu deals with political affairs in the morning and lingers in Xiaotong Hou at night, enjoying endless beauty and tenderness. No one in the forbidden city realizes that the emperor has changed a person, even the imperial concubine under song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu found that he was more and more addicted to being an emperor. The feeling that everyone's fate was in his own hands was the most irresistible temptation in the world. What's more, there are harem beauties who gently flatter each other like water. As for the filthiness when they compete with each other secretly, what's the matter with them?
In fact, according to song Qingshu's original plan, it was only a temporary expedient to change the appearance of Kangxi. After all, he has been pretending to go on. Although Kangxi is dead, he is still alive. Although song Qingshu is alive, he is dead.
The Emperor Kangxi was only the emperor of Manchu people. Naturally, song Qingshu didn't pay attention to a barbarian throne. In his plan, as long as he completely controlled the whole imperial palace and supported a puppet to sit in the palace, he could get away and set up his own foundation in Shandong. There was a false Kangxi, which was the infernal Dao, as a Han nationality, It is not difficult to overthrow the rule of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, his prestige in the hearts of thousands of Han people in the world can be said to be in the ascendant. In response, it is not impossible to annex Mongolia.
However, song Qingshu underestimated the temptation of power. Before, he never thought he would be fettered by a mere throne, but when he became emperor, he found that he was reluctant to give up.
Why do you have to leave? Go to Shandong to work hard to develop a rebel army, and then fight against an empire alone. Even if it succeeds, isn't it just an emperor?
What's more, if you don't pay attention to the risks hidden in the rebellion, you will be doomed and become a piece of dust under the wheel of rolling history. It may be written in the future history book that song Qingshu revolted in Shandong Province on X, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y
Although a few thoughts occasionally flashed in my mind to warn myself that I couldn't sink down, these thoughts were soon dispelled by the voices of the ministers shouting long live, and Xiao Tong Hou's confused advice.
"Emperor, I feel that you are a little different recently." Song Qingshu is meditating. The voice of Xiao Tong in his arms makes him sweat.
"What's the difference?" Song Qingshu asked quietly.
"I dare not say." Xiao Tong's eyelashes trembled slightly and finally shook his head.
"Go ahead, I will forgive you for your innocence." Did she still see it? Song Qingshu's heart was cold, and there was a trace of murder in her eyes. However, she couldn't bear to think of the way she was carrying on the love under her body.
"I can't tell. I always feel like a different person when the emperor comes back. Every time I serve the emperor, I feel like..." empress Tong's face turns red. "I feel like I'm serving another strange man."
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Xiao Tong Hou is one of Kangxi's favorite concubines. Naturally, her familiarity with Kangxi is far from that of duolong and others. Even if her appearance and conversation are flawless, once she has any intimate contact, how can Xiao Tong Hou not distinguish her male characteristics?
But now, song Qingshu can't find any reason to avoid it. He thinks that he must keep a distance from her later, otherwise his long-term plan may fall short.
"The emperor arrived ~"
Hearing the eunuch's voice coming from afar, empress Tong stood up with a happy face, and asked the maid of honor, "how about today's beauty?"
"Of course it's beautiful. Madam, you are the most beautiful concubine in the harem."
Hearing the words of the palace maid, Xiao Tong's eyes were bent like the crescent moon. She knelt down on the ground with joy and welcomed song Qingshu: "the emperor is lucky."
After looking at Xiao Tong, he looks up at himself. His eyes seem to be full of spring. Under the glow of candlelight, a pretty face looks very delicate. Song Qingshu only thinks that his head is big.
Song Qingshu motioned to the eunuch to put the memorial on the couch. Then he said to empress Tong, "I'm going to read the memorial today. You should have a rest first."
There was a trace of disappointment in empress Tong's eyes, but he soon put his mind in order. He asked the eunuch maids to prepare refreshments and leaned over to say, "that concubine is going to make some soup for the emperor."
"Don't bother. I'm not hungry." Song Qingshu is not used to the intimate feeling of Xiao tonghou, and subconsciously alienates Tao.
"The emperor manages all kinds of things in the daytime, but he has to read the memorial at night. It's the most exhausting. He should drink some soup to take care of the dragon. The emperor will read the memorial first. I'll come as soon as I go. " After the small Tong does not think, after the song Qingshu salute will leave.
Song Qingshu looks at the beautiful shadow of empress Xiao Tong and thinks that his internal skill has been trained to the realm of heaven and man, and he doesn't need any tonic. What's more, he is not used to empress Xiao Tong's attitude of being a good wife and mother.
Although I hate reading memorials, it seems easier to read them than when I face Xiao Tong alone. Song Qingshu is absorbed by them.
The context of the power structure of the whole imperial court is roughly presented in my mind, which forces are there, and which faction each official belongs to... As long as you pay attention, you can see a clue from the memorial. After all, those who go to the memorial always have their own motives, don't they?
It seems reasonable to say that the words between the lines of a memorial are correct. However, as long as we start from the perspective of which officials' interests will be affected and which officials' interests will be damaged by the memorial, we can roughly judge his camp by a little analysis.
Suddenly feel a pair of soft hands on the shoulder, song Qingshu can not help the body tremble.
"Did my concubine disturb the emperor?" Small Tong after soft voice asks a way.
Seeing that Song Qing shook his head expressionless in writing, empress Tong took the porcelain bowl from the hand of the palace maid and said with a smile, "the emperor has a taste of the osmanthus lotus seed soup made by my concubine."
Song Qingshu wanted to overturn this bowl of soup willfully, so he didn't have to face Xiao tonghou in the future. However, before Kangxi left Beijing, Mingming still loved Xiaotong the most. When he came back from Shengjing, his attitude suddenly made a 180 degree turn. Surely everyone would have doubts.
Smelling the fragrance coming from the back of Xiao Tong, song Qingshu suddenly felt some blush and heartbeat. There seemed to be an inexplicable dry heat in his body. Song Qingshu was surprised: what's the matter?
I carefully investigated the Qi in my body, but there was no sense of obscurity in its operation. It was just that the Qi in the meridians didn't seem as calm as usual.
Are you possessed? Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't think so.
"Emperor, emperor?" After hearing the voice of Xiao Tong, song Qingshu suddenly woke up, reluctantly laughed and reached for the bowl.
"It seems that the emperor is too tired. I'll pinch his shoulder for him." Don't wait for song Qingshu reaction, small Tong after very naturally standing behind him, gently knead up.
The ten fingers are as green as jade, and the strength is appropriate. Song Qingshu's body soon relaxes and enjoys the tenderness of her fingertips. I can feel that in order to please the emperor, empress Xiao Tong must have worked hard on her skills.
Every time Xiao Tong presses a place, song Qingshu feels that a sense of crispness and numbness disperses, and her body gets hot and dry. Although reason tells him something is wrong, this feeling of crispness and numbness is too comfortable, and song Qingshu is reluctant to let her stop.
Seeing song Qingshu close her eyes and enjoy herself, empress Tong feels very happy. When she presses song Qingshu's temple, she intentionally or unintentionally puts his head on her chest. The squeeze makes her skin float with a layer of rosy clouds. Suddenly, she smells a rich and mysterious aroma. She only feels hot sweat and crisp, He quickly clung his face to song Qingshu's back and said in a greasy voice, "emperor, it's late at night. Let's have a rest."
Song Qingshu's eyes were red long ago. Wen Yan picked up her legs, picked her up, and walked step by step to the embroidered tent. The eunuch at the door, seeing her, stepped back and closed the door.
Empress Tong is lying in Song Qingshu's arms with a red face. Her hair is in a bun and her teeth are fragrant. She is graceful and delicate. She is as soft as a bone.
The neon clothes slipped, revealing a large area of snow greasy skin. Thinking that she was the most beautiful concubine in Kangxi's harem, song Qingshu felt a sense of evil excitement in his heart. His arms parted her two snow smooth legs. Following the thin and delicate place, he pressed her heavily.
Xiao Tong's face is greasy, and her face is cheerful and sweet. Her legs twinkle around Song Qingshu's waist. Her body trembles gently from time to time. It seems that she is angry that the man on her body doesn't know how to pity her
The next morning, when song Qingshu woke up and looked at Xiao Tong lying lazily beside him, the brocade fell to his waist, revealing his charming body.
Recalling Xiao Tong's coquettish gaze and bitter tolerance last night, song Qingshu can't help but shake his heart. However, his expression soon becomes dignified. He can't figure out why he was a beast last night.
Secretly investigate the true Qi in the body, has restored the calm of the past, and even more concise and rich, presumably is the credit of the Xuanyin Qi in Xiaotong's body.
"Is Huanxi's meditation already beginning to bite back?" Song Qingshu's face became more and more ugly. Although he had heard Hatoyama and others say how dangerous it was to practice joyful Zen before, he didn't think so all the time. After all, he practiced for so long and didn't encounter any problems until last night's gaffe.
"Is the emperor going to the early court? Excuse me, I can't get up to see you off. The Emperor didn't pity me last night... I'm very weak now. " After the small Tong Youyuan way, struggling to sit up, but only feel all soft, really lazy to move a finger. She knew that it was because he had been tossed about all night by the emperor, and he would not blame him for such a trifle.
"Have a good rest." Song Qingshu was worried that she might find something unusual, but looking at her present appearance, she didn't seem to realize that the man who galloped on her last night was not her husband, so she could not help sighing.
In this way, after a period of time, song Qingshu deals with political affairs in the morning and lingers in Xiaotong Hou at night, enjoying endless beauty and tenderness. No one in the forbidden city realizes that the emperor has changed a person, even the imperial concubine under song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu found that he was more and more addicted to being an emperor. The feeling that everyone's fate was in his own hands was the most irresistible temptation in the world. What's more, there are harem beauties who gently flatter each other like water. As for the filthiness when they compete with each other secretly, what's the matter with them?
In fact, according to song Qingshu's original plan, it was only a temporary expedient to change the appearance of Kangxi. After all, he has been pretending to go on. Although Kangxi is dead, he is still alive. Although song Qingshu is alive, he is dead.
The Emperor Kangxi was only the emperor of Manchu people. Naturally, song Qingshu didn't pay attention to a barbarian throne. In his plan, as long as he completely controlled the whole imperial palace and supported a puppet to sit in the palace, he could get away and set up his own foundation in Shandong. There was a false Kangxi, which was the infernal Dao, as a Han nationality, It is not difficult to overthrow the rule of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, his prestige in the hearts of thousands of Han people in the world can be said to be in the ascendant. In response, it is not impossible to annex Mongolia.
However, song Qingshu underestimated the temptation of power. Before, he never thought he would be fettered by a mere throne, but when he became emperor, he found that he was reluctant to give up.
Why do you have to leave? Go to Shandong to work hard to develop a rebel army, and then fight against an empire alone. Even if it succeeds, isn't it just an emperor?
What's more, if you don't pay attention to the risks hidden in the rebellion, you will be doomed and become a piece of dust under the wheel of rolling history. It may be written in the future history book that song Qingshu revolted in Shandong Province on X, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y
Although a few thoughts occasionally flashed in my mind to warn myself that I couldn't sink down, these thoughts were soon dispelled by the voices of the ministers shouting long live, and Xiao Tong Hou's confused advice.
"Emperor, I feel that you are a little different recently." Song Qingshu is meditating. The voice of Xiao Tong in his arms makes him sweat.
"What's the difference?" Song Qingshu asked quietly.
"I dare not say." Xiao Tong's eyelashes trembled slightly and finally shook his head.
"Go ahead, I will forgive you for your innocence." Did she still see it? Song Qingshu's heart was cold, and there was a trace of murder in her eyes. However, she couldn't bear to think of the way she was carrying on the love under her body.
"I can't tell. I always feel like a different person when the emperor comes back. Every time I serve the emperor, I feel like..." empress Tong's face turns red. "I feel like I'm serving another strange man."
Xiao Tong Hou is one of Kangxi's favorite concubines. Naturally, her familiarity with Kangxi is far from that of duolong and others. Even if her appearance and conversation are flawless, once she has any intimate contact, how can Xiao Tong Hou not distinguish her male characteristics?But now, song Qingshu can't find any reason to avoid it. He thinks that he must keep a distance from her later, otherwise his long-term plan may fall short."The emperor arrived ~"Hearing the eunuch's voice coming from afar, empress Tong stood up with a happy face, and asked the maid of honor, "how about today's beauty?""Of course it's beautiful. Madam, you are the most beautiful concubine in the harem."Hearing the words of the palace maid, Xiao Tong's eyes were bent like the crescent moon. She knelt down on the ground with joy and welcomed song Qingshu: "the emperor is lucky."After looking at Xiao Tong, he looks up at himself. His eyes seem to be full of spring. Under the glow of candlelight, a pretty face looks very delicate. Song Qingshu only thinks that his head is big.Song Qingshu motioned to the eunuch to put the memorial on the couch. Then he said to empress Tong, "I'm going to read the memorial today. You should have a rest first."There was a trace of disappointment in empress Tong's eyes, but he soon put his mind in order. He asked the eunuch maids to prepare refreshments and leaned over to say, "that concubine is going to make some soup for the emperor.""Don't bother. I'm not hungry." Song Qingshu is not used to the intimate feeling of Xiao tonghou, and subconsciously alienates Tao."The emperor manages all kinds of things in the daytime, but he has to read the memorial at night. It's the most exhausting. He should drink some soup to take care of the dragon. The emperor will read the memorial first. I'll come as soon as I go. " After the small Tong does not think, after the song Qingshu salute will leave.Song Qingshu looks at the beautiful shadow of empress Xiao Tong and thinks that his internal skill has been trained to the realm of heaven and man, and he doesn't need any tonic. What's more, he is not used to empress Xiao Tong's attitude of being a good wife and mother.Although I hate reading memorials, it seems easier to read them than when I face Xiao Tong alone. Song Qingshu is absorbed by them.The context of the power structure of the whole imperial court is roughly presented in my mind, which forces are there, and which faction each official belongs to... As long as you pay attention, you can see a clue from the memorial. After all, those who go to the memorial always have their own motives, don't they?It seems reasonable to say that the words between the lines of a memorial are correct. However, as long as we start from the perspective of which officials' interests will be affected and which officials' interests will be damaged by the memorial, we can roughly judge his camp by a little analysis.Suddenly feel a pair of soft hands on the shoulder, song Qingshu can not help the body tremble."Did my concubine disturb the emperor?" Small Tong after soft voice asks a way.Seeing that Song Qing shook his head expressionless in writing, empress Tong took the porcelain bowl from the hand of the palace maid and said with a smile, "the emperor has a taste of the osmanthus lotus seed soup made by my concubine."Song Qingshu wanted to overturn this bowl of soup willfully, so he didn't have to face Xiao tonghou in the future. However, before Kangxi left Beijing, Mingming still loved Xiaotong the most. When he came back from Shengjing, his attitude suddenly made a 180 degree turn. Surely everyone would have doubts.Smelling the fragrance coming from the back of Xiao Tong, song Qingshu suddenly felt some blush and heartbeat. There seemed to be an inexplicable dry heat in his body. Song Qingshu was surprised: what's the matter?I carefully investigated the Qi in my body, but there was no sense of obscurity in its operation. It was just that the Qi in the meridians didn't seem as calm as usual.Are you possessed? Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't think so."Emperor, emperor?" After hearing the voice of Xiao Tong, song Qingshu suddenly woke up, reluctantly laughed and reached for the bowl."It seems that the emperor is too tired. I'll pinch his shoulder for him." Don't wait for song Qingshu reaction, small Tong after very naturally standing behind him, gently knead up.The ten fingers are as green as jade, and the strength is appropriate. Song Qingshu's body soon relaxes and enjoys the tenderness of her fingertips. I can feel that in order to please the emperor, empress Xiao Tong must have worked hard on her skills.Every time Xiao Tong presses a place, song Qingshu feels that a sense of crispness and numbness disperses, and her body gets hot and dry. Although reason tells him something is wrong, this feeling of crispness and numbness is too comfortable, and song Qingshu is reluctant to let her stop.Seeing song Qingshu close her eyes and enjoy herself, empress Tong feels very happy. When she presses song Qingshu's temple, she intentionally or unintentionally puts his head on her chest. The squeeze makes her skin float with a layer of rosy clouds. Suddenly, she smells a rich and mysterious aroma. She only feels hot sweat and crisp, He quickly clung his face to song Qingshu's back and said in a greasy voice, "emperor, it's late at night. Let's have a rest."Song Qingshu's eyes were red long ago. Wen Yan picked up her legs, picked her up, and walked step by step to the embroidered tent. The eunuch at the door, seeing her, stepped back and closed the door.Empress Tong is lying in Song Qingshu's arms with a red face. Her hair is in a bun and her teeth are fragrant. She is graceful and delicate. She is as soft as a bone.The neon clothes slipped, revealing a large area of snow greasy skin. Thinking that she was the most beautiful concubine in Kangxi's harem, song Qingshu felt a sense of evil excitement in his heart. His arms parted her two snow smooth legs. Following the thin and delicate place, he pressed her heavily.Xiao Tong's face is greasy, and her face is cheerful and sweet. Her legs twinkle around Song Qingshu's waist. Her body trembles gently from time to time. It seems that she is angry that the man on her body doesn't know how to pity herThe next morning, when song Qingshu woke up and looked at Xiao Tong lying lazily beside him, the brocade fell to his waist, revealing his charming body.Recalling Xiao Tong's coquettish gaze and bitter tolerance last night, song Qingshu can't help but shake his heart. However, his expression soon becomes dignified. He can't figure out why he was a beast last night.Secretly investigate the true Qi in the body, has restored the calm of the past, and even more concise and rich, presumably is the credit of the Xuanyin Qi in Xiaotong's body."Is Huanxi's meditation already beginning to bite back?" Song Qingshu's face became more and more ugly. Although he had heard Hatoyama and others say how dangerous it was to practice joyful Zen before, he didn't think so all the time. After all, he practiced for so long and didn't encounter any problems until last night's gaffe."Is the emperor going to the early court? Excuse me, I can't get up to see you off. The Emperor didn't pity me last night... I'm very weak now. " After the small Tong Youyuan way, struggling to sit up, but only feel all soft, really lazy to move a finger. She knew that it was because he had been tossed about all night by the emperor, and he would not blame him for such a trifle."Have a good rest." Song Qingshu was worried that she might find something unusual, but looking at her present appearance, she didn't seem to realize that the man who galloped on her last night was not her husband, so she could not help sighing.In this way, after a period of time, song Qingshu deals with political affairs in the morning and lingers in Xiaotong Hou at night, enjoying endless beauty and tenderness. No one in the forbidden city realizes that the emperor has changed a person, even the imperial concubine under song Qingshu.Song Qingshu found that he was more and more addicted to being an emperor. The feeling that everyone's fate was in his own hands was the most irresistible temptation in the world. What's more, there are harem beauties who gently flatter each other like water. As for the filthiness when they compete with each other secretly, what's the matter with them?In fact, according to song Qingshu's original plan, it was only a temporary expedient to change the appearance of Kangxi. After all, he has been pretending to go on. Although Kangxi is dead, he is still alive. Although song Qingshu is alive, he is dead.The Emperor Kangxi was only the emperor of Manchu people. Naturally, song Qingshu didn't pay attention to a barbarian throne. In his plan, as long as he completely controlled the whole imperial palace and supported a puppet to sit in the palace, he could get away and set up his own foundation in Shandong. There was a false Kangxi, which was the infernal Dao, as a Han nationality, It is not difficult to overthrow the rule of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, his prestige in the hearts of thousands of Han people in the world can be said to be in the ascendant. In response, it is not impossible to annex Mongolia.However, song Qingshu underestimated the temptation of power. Before, he never thought he would be fettered by a mere throne, but when he became emperor, he found that he was reluctant to give up.Why do you have to leave? Go to Shandong to work hard to develop a rebel army, and then fight against an empire alone. Even if it succeeds, isn't it just an emperor?What's more, if you don't pay attention to the risks hidden in the rebellion, you will be doomed and become a piece of dust under the wheel of rolling history. It may be written in the future history book that song Qingshu revolted in Shandong Province on X, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, y, yAlthough a few thoughts occasionally flashed in my mind to warn myself that I couldn't sink down, these thoughts were soon dispelled by the voices of the ministers shouting long live, and Xiao Tong Hou's confused advice."Emperor, I feel that you are a little different recently." Song Qingshu is meditating. The voice of Xiao Tong in his arms makes him sweat."What's the difference?" Song Qingshu asked quietly."I dare not say." Xiao Tong's eyelashes trembled slightly and finally shook his head."Go ahead, I will forgive you for your innocence." Did she still see it? Song Qingshu's heart was cold, and there was a trace of murder in her eyes. However, she couldn't bear to think of the way she was carrying on the love under her body."I can't tell. I always feel like a different person when the emperor comes back. Every time I serve the emperor, I feel like..." empress Tong's face turns red. "I feel like I'm serving another strange man."
