When the royal chariot was returning home, Hongli had a headache due to the hangover from last night. Rong'er gently supported him with both hands. The royal chariot, pulled by eight tall horses with their heads held high, swayed dimly under the cover of the morning light. It seemed to be unintentional.
He murmured, "Rong'er, look, how are the Tong brothers and sisters doing?"
"Wan Yue is innocent and innocent, with quite the arrogance of a Mongolian woman. As for Tong Bo, he also seems to have a rough and rough temper. However, after observing with a cold eye in the past two days, I feel that this person is not simple. What he reveals is...
It's all what he wants us to see. Even if we see the relationship between him and Yutang, I don't dare to tell lies. How much of it is true and how much is false. Or it may just be to create suspicion.
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Hongli raised the corner of his mouth slightly and stroked his forehead, "In the Queen's opinion, how should we properly plan the marriage with the Tong family this time?" Rong'er smiled sweetly, "No matter what scheming he is hiding, or he is infatuated.
We just need to muddy the water and let them get out of their own way!" The emperor and empress were sitting together, carrying the demeanor of the ruler of the Qing Dynasty and the mother of the country, but these two faces were no longer what they looked like at the beginning. They were probably full of pearls and harems.
Driven by the struggle for beauty, the former Fu Cha Rong'er who dared to love and hate has long been wiped out by time. The only survivor is the wise empress of the Qing Dynasty who devoted herself to planning for her husband and used all her scheming. Her statue is covered with gold foil.
A solemn statue.
Just because she knew very well that a beauty can grow old in a blink of an eye. If she wants her grace to last forever and her love to last forever, she must become his think tank and an indispensable part of his life. Hongli gently stroked her hair at the temples.
, snorting at the heater, "I made the right choice for my queen, Rong'er, I will leave this matter to you." "I will obey the imperial edict and will not disgrace my order. Please rest assured, husband."
The emperor is both a husband and a king. It is possible to accept favors, but it is difficult to love. When the emperor first ascended to the throne, Rong'er took the initiative to request that his residence be set in Changchun Palace instead of Kunning Palace where all the queens had lived. Kunning Palace and Qianqing Palace
One yin and one yang are connected by the Jiaotai Palace in the middle, which is intended to maintain the Qing Dynasty dragon veins and keep peace forever, and the country will be prosperous for thousands of years. But every time Feng Luan, who is sleeping in Chun En, drives to the Qianqing Palace, the harsh silver bells will be heard.
In the Kunning Palace, the sounds were heard, torturing the guests who had stayed there in the past. It seemed that every night they were testing the mother of the country's tolerance and generosity, and her virtuous example. She believed that she did not have such a forbearing temperament, and she did not want to hear or see her beloved.
Don't hug the man Pipa, she just blindly deceives her heart. Only she is his wife. After spending time among thousands of flowers, one day he will be tired and return to her.
Qu Ru came forward and handed him a soup lady, "Master, you have to take care of yourself after running all the way in the cold wind." Rong'er stroked his swollen belly, "This pregnancy is much quieter than when I was pregnant with Yonghuang.
It’s been five months, and there was no fuss along the way. I felt very comfortable. It’s probably just as the emperor said, she’s a princess! Hey, the Holy Emperor left the palace for a few days, how’s it going with the Queen’s mother these days? Can you send someone to check it out?
Pass?"
"It's still the same as before. The wind has been blowing hard these days, and the coughs have become more frequent. I keep waking up at night." Rong'er looked at a corner of the sky above the Forbidden City, "Everything is fate. The emperor has not visited her old man this year.
Well, I keep waking up at night, probably remembering many disturbing past events."