"Empress, Duke Cao is such a good person!"

In Kunning Palace, Mei Lianxin, who had just returned to the palace to report his life, knelt on the ground and reported to the queen Zhao Ninger behind the curtain, "When I went to my father-in-law's mansion, I happened to catch Duke Cao coming out of it!"

Zhao Ning'er patted the bed, was sleeping soundly at Liujin, listening silently with a smile on her face.

She was a little plump woman, but now as a mother, her figure and face became more and more round as she grew older.

At this time, the aesthetic woman is more fat. Only by being fatter can she appear dignified and generous, and she looks blessed and long-lasting.

"So he is really a deliberate person!" After hearing Mei Lianxin's words, Zhao Ning'er said lightly.

Mei Lianxin smiled and said, "That's not it. I look at Duke Cao's enthusiasm for his uncle, as if he is a real relative!"

"Yeah!" Zhao Ning'er pondered for a moment, nodded, and then said, "You are tired too, go down and rest!"

"I'll take my leave!"

In Kunning Palace, it became quiet again.

The wind outside blew slightly, and the gauze curtain on the door moved gently.

Zhao Ning'er looked at Liujin's pink cheeks and suddenly sighed silently.

She was no longer the ignorant girl she had ever been in the palace for so many years, even if she couldn't learn it, she could read it. Besides, there are many things that women don't need to learn at all. They are born to understand and are born to like to think about it.

The emperor is still very young, and there are few concubines in the palace now. What about the future?

As a relative of the Zhao family, she really can't make any move.

The old man is gone, and many things make people feel unsure. It is not that he is unsure, but that the future is too far, who can predict it?

"Come!" Zhao Ning'er whispered.

"I'm here!" An old nanny came in from the side hall wearing flat soft cloth shoes, "Empress!"

"Tomorrow, I sent someone to Duke Cao's mansion to upload an order!" Zhao Ning'er stroked her temples, "Just say that the flowers in the imperial garden are blooming, so let Duke Cao's wife come to the palace to enjoy the flowers!"

"yes!"

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Ning'er said again, "There are also the wife of Duke Zheng and the wife of Duke Baoguo..." As he said, he thought, "Madam Cheng'en!"

Yes, the Zhao family's mother tribe is nothing.

But it was not only her Zhao family who stood behind Liujin.

Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved, but then she felt a little uneasy.

He gently stroked Liujin's forehead with his palm and said to himself, "It's just such a single seedling, too thin!"

At this moment, a slight step suddenly came from outside.

Zhao Ning'er looked up and Zhu Yunqiu slowly came in from outside with the turtle Basha alone.

~

"Hurry up!"

Zhao Ning'er yelled to the nanny beside her, "Come on the prince!"

As he said that, he stood up and stroked his temples again, and couldn't help but stand in front of the dressing table and look at himself in the mirror.

When I saw this, my eyes were frozen.

My originally flat belly seemed to be...something to be swelling when I sat on my daughter.

"I know you are not sleeping, so I'll come and have a look!"

Just when Zhao Ning'er was stunned, Zhu Yunxiu had already walked in.

"I'm here to see the emperor..."

"Hey! Family, why bother to be so polite? I'll be tired if you are not tired!" Zhu Yunxiu smiled and sat on the collapse casually, looking around, "Where is that brat?"

"I'm asleep!" Zhao Ning'er smiled with a pursed lips, squatted down and helped Zhu Yun take off her shoes, "Did you have a meal?"

"When will I not have to eat yet!" Zhu Yunsheng said with a smile, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the gap between Zhao Ninger's uterus.

Feeling Zhu Yunxi's gaze, Zhao Ning'er boldly greeted him and smiled, "I'm resting here at night?"

Zhu Yunxi leaned back his hands, leaned on the bed, and smiled, "You took off my shoes, where else can I go if I don't live here?"

"Emperor!" Zhao Ning'er resented and smiled, "I'm fetching water for you and waiting for you to clean up!"

As she said that, she stood up and turned her head.

But as soon as I turned around, I was suddenly hugged by a pair of big hands.

Then, my body became crisp again, and my earlobes were hot and moist.

"I haven't stopped here for a long time!" Zhu Yunxiu said with his eyes closed.

Outside the hall, it seemed like a gust of wind blew in, and the lights were all gone.

~~

The dark night covers the sky, and opposite is the lights of thousands of homes covered with stars on earth.

In the two alley behind Tieshizi Street, a house looks ordinary on the outside, but there is a different place in winter. A group of men are eating and drinking unscrupulously.

These people are all second-generation nobles of the Ming Dynasty, and they are also candidates for the Burmese this time. Almost all of them are concubines or old people from the Huaixi Military Merit Group family. Their titles and titles of their fathers

They have nothing to do with it, and they don’t have the patience to climb up step by step in the army.

For Myanmar, it is exactly the taste of these little killers!

Because in their opinion, what they have to do now is nothing more than doing what they did back then.

How did they get a family? It's just like this!

"Brothers, have you all listened to the letter?"

On the main seat of the banquet, Wu Lun, who was flushed with his face, spoke in a squinted eyes, "Uncle Guo, want his mother to go to Burma with us..." and said, laughing, "Haha, fuck, there's no war yet.

Let's fight, something to do!”

As soon as the words were finished, everyone started to laugh.

The so-called confusion is to fool people. In the eyes of these little killers, the uncle went to the army to make a move, and he also had to share their contributions and even the money he stolen.

"Who said that he is the national uncle!" Cao Rui laughed and said, "If I had a good father, I could be fucking trouble!"

"Get out!" On the other side, a chopstick almost flew over. Kang Zhen, the old son of the late Qi Guogong Kang Maocai, cursed with a smile, "You can climb out of the cemetery and strangle you to death!"

Cao Rui's father was Cao Zhen, the Marquis of Jingchuan who had just left.

This guy followed the Cao family's root, sitting barefoot, with black hair, and his arms full of burnt fragrant flowers.

"Hey, I'm talking about serious business!"

The late Anqing Hou, who was founded by the concubine of Anhui Duke Qiu Cheng, was a little more awake, and let everyone be quiet, and then said to Wu Lun, "Brother, this uncle... I heard that he has a very tender face.

!We should just talk about it privately, but we must remember that he is the uncle!"

Suddenly, everyone calmed down.

"Cao, what do you mean? I have to be spoiled as my son?" Wu Lun immediately squinted his eyes and said angrily, "We have grown up in the military camp since we were young. Who hasn't been to the border before? Who hasn't seen him?

Overblood?”

"This time I entered Burma for a war, and there were rules in the army. There were only wars in the army. Who cares about his uncle? If he wants to do it, everyone will accept it. If he wants not to do it, let alone his uncle, just

What can you do? Damn, I am still the son-in-law of Emperor Taizu Gao! I still have to take care of him?"

Wu Lun obviously drank too much and cursed.

"You listen to your advice!" Qiu Quan continued, "It's not that you spoil him! I mean..." As he said that, he couldn't help but start cursing, "You're taking a few sips of yellow soup, why are you so big?

The second, the third one!?”

"I tell you, let him beside you, not for trouble, but for you to take care of him!" Qiu Quan said patiently, "Is it necessary for trouble to be troubled by his uncle?"

After the words came to an end, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Kang Zhen thought for a moment, "Wu Laoer, it makes sense!"

Qiu Quan said again, "Besides, I heard that the uncle is young and tender, but he is a good person. No one will lead troops to fight when he is born. We were also on the beam of the older generation.

Did it be typed?"

Suddenly, as soon as Qiu Quan finished speaking, Cao Rui, who was losing face, drank too much and cried.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"What are you howling?" Wu Lun said angrily.
Chapter completed!