The Louvre was filled with screams like those of a slaughtering pig. All the servants in the palace were very busy, running in and out, while the emperor was also anxiously walking back and forth in the Louvre, frowning constantly.
"Ah...it hurts so much. Wu...you guys should go away, I don't want to give birth anymore. Wu..." Piaoxu grabbed the sheets and broke into a cold sweat.
"Empress, please be patient, she is about to give birth." Po Wen was also so nervous that she was sweating profusely. You must know that the person she was delivering now was the empress who was being held and doted on by the emperor. If there was any slight difference, it would be
You're going to lose your head.
The emperor kept looking inside, and his heart followed his throat, "It's strange, why does it hurt so much? No, I want to go in and have a look."
"He'er, Yuqing is giving birth to a baby. You are the Supreme Being. You can't go in. It's unlucky." The Queen Mother stopped the emperor who was so anxious that he had no idea.
"Mother, my queen and children are inside now. What else do I care about? I want to go in." After saying that, he ignored the queen mother's call and walked directly into the queen's palace.
"Your Majesty!" Po Wen knelt down.
"Don't worry about etiquette. What's going on? Why is the queen in so much pain?"
"Your Majesty, this is what it's like to have a baby for the first time."
"Ah...it hurts so much. Yang He, you bastard, it's all your fault, ugh..."
The emperor sat next to Piaoxu and grabbed her hand, "Yuqing, be good and hold on a little longer."
"Ugh...it's all your fault."
"Okay, okay, okay, it's all my fault!" The emperor was made dumbfounded by Piaoxu.
"Don't ever give birth again, ugh..."
"Okay, I won't give birth anymore, I won't give birth anymore."
"You are not allowed to touch me again!"
"Okay, don't touch, don't touch!" When the emperor said this, he made a big cross in his heart.
At this time, a loud baby cry sounded.
Wen Po and the maids in the palace all knelt down and said, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, the Queen has given birth to a little prince."
The emperor's proud laughter came from the Louvre, "I am now the father of the emperor, I am the father of the emperor!"
"Long live my emperor! Long live my queen! Thousands of years live my queen!"
Six years later...
"Mother, what are you doing?" A young boy's voice sounded from the back garden of the Louvre.
"Mother is practicing Qing Kung Fu." Piaoxu tied a small sandbag to each ankle and kept beating upwards.
Yang Yixuan innocently watched Piaoxu beating continuously. He suddenly covered his mouth and laughed, "Mother, Qinggong is not like this."
"Oh, you don't understand. This is how Qing Gong is practiced." Piao Xu pretended to be very professional.
"Mother, my sons and ministers are here, you see." Yang Yixuan said and flew to the tree with a "swish" sound, and then jumped down from the tree easily. His movements were clean and neat, and he looked at Piaoxu with his mouth wide open.
"Xuan'er, how do you know Qing Gong?" Piaoxu looked in disbelief.
"My father taught me this." Yang Yixuan looked proud. Suddenly, he approached Piaoxu with a mysterious face and said: "Mother, my father said that I can't let you know, so you can't tell my father that your son is our son."
I told you."
"Why can't you let me know?"
"Father said that if you learn Qing Gong, you will definitely jump up and down in the palace, so it's better not to let you learn it."
"What?" Piaoxu squinted her eyes, her face full of anger, "Yang... He!"
"Xuan'er, the queen is going to stay with the young emperor's uncle for a few days. You don't want to tell the emperor, do you understand?"
"Why?"
"Anyway, just don't say it, Xuan'er is good." Piaoxu took off the sandbags on her feet and walked outside the Louvre Museum. Huh, stinky Yang He, if you don't teach me, I'll ask Ahao and Tinglan to teach you.
I.
Prince Hao's Mansion...
"The prince, princess, and queen are here." Yang Hao and Ting Lan were practicing swordplay in the back garden when a servant came over to report.
"Yu Qing? Why is she here?" Yang Hao put down the sword in his hand and said to Ting Lan with a smile.
"Can't I come and see you?" Piaoxu's voice sounded from behind them.
"It is my honor to have my second sister-in-law come to see me!" Yang Hao gestured and raised his hand to Piaoxu.
"No need to be so pretentious, I'm telling you, I'm going to stay at your house for a few days."
"Stay with us?"
"Yeah, no?" Piaoxu glanced at Yang Hao angrily.
"Yuqing, it's not impossible for you to come and stay, but does the emperor know?" Tinglan looked at Piaoxu with suspicion.
"He doesn't know, I don't want to tell him." Piaoxu pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.
"What? Did you quarrel with the royal brother?"
"That imperial brother of yours is so angry with me that he taught Xuan'er Qing Kung but didn't teach me! I came to you to teach me!"
"Us?" Yang Hao and Ting Lan pointed at themselves in disbelief.
"Yes, don't you know how?"
"Yes, yes, but if you stay with us for a few more days, the Emperor's brother will probably destroy our Prince Hao's Mansion." Ting Lan reminded Piaoxu very "cautiously".
"No, he doesn't know I'm here. Hehe..."
"The Emperor has arrived..." A voice sounded from the door of Prince Hao's palace that made Piaoxu's hair stand on end.
"Look, within an hour, my royal brother came over to kill me."
"Go to the front hall and stop him, just say I'm not here." Piaoxu pushed Yang Hao and Ting Lan.
"Yuqing, why are you hiding from me?" The emperor walked to the back garden with a smile on his face, accompanied by their little prince Yang Yixuan.
"How did you know I was with Ah Hao?" Piaoxu glanced at the emperor angrily.
"Xuan'er said it." The emperor smiled and patted his son beside him.
Piaoxu glared angrily at the playful and smiling son beside the emperor, gritted her teeth and said: "Yang! Yi! Xuan! You betrayed me..."
Yang Yixuan stuck out his tongue in embarrassment and said: "Mother, I'm sorry, my father said that if I tell him where you are, he will teach me more powerful martial arts."
"You brat, I bought you off with just such a sweet offer, let's see how I deal with you!" Piaoxu rolled up her sleeves, completely losing the look that a queen should have.
"Father, save me..." Yang Yixuan hid behind the emperor and dodged left and right.
"Okay, Yuqing." The emperor smiled and hugged Piaoxu, "I promise you, how about I teach you Qinggong when I return to the palace?"
"That's what you said."
"Well, that's what I said."
"Also, you will teach me all the martial arts you taught Xuan'er."
"good"
"You can't hide anything."
"good"
"You still want to be my sparring partner!"
"good"
"..."
From then on, the Lieyan Dynasty had a queen who was both civil and military but kept getting into trouble, and by her side, there was always a king who held her in his hands and doted on her to help her clean up the mess without any complaints.