Flower Stealing Master

Empress Xiaotong is one of Kangxi’s most beloved concubines. Naturally, the level of familiarity with Kangxi is far from that of Duolong and others. Even if he has no flaws in his appearance and conversation, once there is any close contact, how can Xiaotong be unable to distinguish. The characteristics of your own man?

But until now, Song Qingshu couldn't find a reason to avoid it, thinking in her heart that she must keep a distance with her, otherwise her long-term plan might fall short.

"The emperor is here~"

Hearing the voice of the **** coming from a distance, Xiao Tong empress stood up with joy, and while adjusting her hair in front of the bronze mirror, she asked the maid: "How about it, am I going to be beautiful today?"

"Of course beautiful, you are the most beautiful one among the concubines in the harem.

Hearing the words of the palace maid, Queen Tong's eyes were bent like crescent moons, and she knelt on the ground excitedly, greeted Song Qingshu: "The emperor is auspicious."

Seeing Xiao Tonghou raising his head and looking at him, under the radiance of the candlelight, a pretty face looked extraordinarily delicate, and Song Qingshu only felt that his head was big.

Song Qingshu motioned to the **** to place the memorial on the couch, and then said to Xiaotonghou, "I want to review the memorial today, so let's rest by yourself."

A hint of disappointment flashed in the empress Xiaotong’s eyes, but she quickly set her mind, and while greeting the **** and maid to prepare a snack, she leaned forward and said, "The concubine will make some soup for the emperor to calm the mind."

"No trouble, I'm not hungry." Song Qingshu was not used to the affectionate feeling of Xiaotong Empress, and subconsciously alienated him.

"The emperor manages everything during the day, and he has to review the memorials at night. The most exhausting one should drink some soup to take care of the dragon body. The emperor should review the memorials first, and the concubines will come as soon as they go." Xiao Tong empress did not care, and after saluting Song Qingshu. Yan Ran left.

Song Qingshu gazed at the shadow of Xiaotong's departed empress, thinking that his internal strength has now reached the realm of transcendence, no need to drink any supplements, not to mention that he is not accustomed to Xiaotong empress being a good wife and mother. attitude.

Although I hate reading memorials, it seems easier to review memorials than after facing Xiaotong alone. Song Qingshu slowly became fascinated by it.

In my mind, I roughly presented the context of the entire imperial power structure, which forces were there, and which faction each official belonged to... As long as you pay attention, you can see a clue from the memorials. After all, the people who went to the memorial always had their own. Isn't the motivation?

A memorial is often right and right between the lines. It seems very reasonable, but as long as the memorial will affect the interests of officials, which will harm the interests of officials, and a little analysis, you can roughly judge his camp.

Suddenly felt a pair of soft hands on his shoulders, and Song Qingshu couldn't help but tremble.

"Did the concubines bother the emperor?" Xiao Tonghou asked softly.

Seeing Song Qing shook his head expressionlessly, Xiao Tong took the porcelain bowl from the maid and said with a smile: "The emperor taste the sweet-scented osmanthus lotus soup made by his concubines."

Song Qingshu wanted to overturn this bowl of soup willfully, so naturally there was no need to face Xiaotong empress in the future. However, before Kangxi left Beijing, he still loved Empress Xiaotong the most. After returning from Shengjing, his attitude suddenly turned 180 degrees, and everyone would doubt it.

Smelling the faint fragrance coming from behind Xiaotong, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a red heartbeat, and there seemed to be an inexplicable hotness in his body. Song Qingshu couldn't help but be surprised: What's the matter?

I carefully checked the zhenqi in his body, and there was no sense of obscurity in the movement, but the zhenqi flowing in the meridians didn't seem to be as peaceful as usual.

Is it crazy? Song Qingshu was startled, but he didn't feel like it again.

"The emperor, the emperor?" The voice of Queen Tong came from her ear, and Song Qingshu suddenly woke up, smiled reluctantly, and reached out to take the bowl.

"It seems that the emperor is exhausted. The concubine should squeeze his shoulders for the emperor." Not waiting for Song Qingshu's reaction, the empress Tong naturally stood behind him and kneaded gently.

The ten fingers were as green as jade, and the strength was appropriate. Song Qingshu quickly relaxed, enjoying the gentle touch of her fingertips. It can be felt that, in order to please the emperor, Empress Tong must have worked **** pointing skills.

Song Qingshu felt the tingling sensation spreading out every time Xiaotong's queen touched a place, and his body gradually became hot and dry. Although his reason told him something was wrong, the tingling feeling was too comfortable. Song Qingshu was also reluctant to let her stop.

Seeing Song Qingshu's eyes closed and enjoying the look, Xiao Tong was very happy. When Song Qingshu pressed his temples, he intentionally or unintentionally let his head rest on her chest, and the squeezing feeling made her skin feel red. Suddenly, I smelled a rich and mysterious scent again in my nose. I only felt that my body was hot and sweaty, and my posture was as crispy. He quickly pressed his face to Song Qingshu's back in confusion, and said in a greasy voice: "My lord, Ye Deeper, let's rest."

Song Qingshu's eyes were already crimson. Hearing this, he picked up her legs, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the embroidered tent. When the court lady **** at the door saw her, she walked out knowingly and concealed the door. .

Empress Xiao Tong was lying in Song Qingshu's arms with a blushing face, clouds piled with green buns, grenade teeth fragrant, and her graceful and delicate posture, she was as soft as boneless.

The neon clothes slipped down, exposing large areas of snow and greasy skin, thinking that she was the most beautiful concubine in the Kangxi harem, Song Qingshu's heart rose with an evil sense of excitement, and his arms opened her two snow slippery parts wide, and followed The delicate and delicate place, the whole person was pressed heavily.

The back of Xiao Tong's face is fat, with a cheerful and sweet expression, his legs are wrapped around Song Qingshu's waist, and his delicate body trembles from time to time. It seems that the man who is angry doesn't understand Lianxiangxiyu...

In the early morning of the second day, when Song Qingshu woke up and watched Xiaotong lying lazily next to him, Jin was slid down to his waist, revealing a moving body.

Recalling last night Xiaotong Empress's coquettish stare, biting lip bitterly enduring style, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sway, but soon his expression became dignified, and he didn't know why he was so animalistic last night.

Secretly inspecting the true qi in his body, he has restored his former calm, even a little more condensed and vigorous, which must be attributed to the profound yin qi in the body of Empress Xiaotong.

"Could it be that Huanxi Zen has begun to eat back?" Song Qingshu's face became more and more ugly. Although Kumachi and others have said how dangerous it is to practice Huanxi Zen, he has always disapproved of it. After all, he has cultivated for so long, and No problems encountered until the gaffe last night.

"Is the emperor going to court early? Shuchen concubine can't get up and see him off. The emperor didn't pity the emperor last night...The concubine is now very weak." Xiao Tonghou grumbled, struggling to sit up, but only felt weak. Too lazy to move a finger. She knew that this was because of being tossed by the emperor all night, and presumably he wouldn't be offended by this little thing.

"You have a good rest." Song Qingshu was worried that she would notice something abnormal, but looking at her current appearance, she didn't seem to realize that the man who galloped on her last night was not her husband, so she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After a while without danger, Song Qingshu dealt with political affairs early during the day, and lingered at Xiaotonghou at night, enjoying the endless grace and tenderness. In the entire Forbidden City, no one noticed that the emperor had changed a person, even if it was stubborn. The imperial concubine under Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu found that he was becoming more and more obsessed with being an emperor. The feeling of being alone, that everyone's fate was in his own hands, was simply the most irresistible temptation in the world. What's more, there are harem beauties who greet each other in a gentle and watery manner. As for the sordidness of secretly fighting for favor with each other, what does it matter to them?

In fact, according to Song Qingshu's original plan, temporarily changing one's capacity to Kangxi was just a stopgap measure. After all, he has been pretending to be, even though Kangxi is dead, he is still alive, and Song Qingshu is alive, but dead.

The emperor Kangxi was only a full-fledged emperor. Song Qingshu’s original intention naturally did not put a barbarous throne in his eyes. In his plan, as long as he completely controlled the entire palace and supported a puppet to sit in the palace, he could get away. Go, build your own foundation in Shandong, there is a false Kangxi, the existence of Infernal Affairs, as a Han, it is not difficult to overthrow the Manchu rule dignifiedly. By then, my prestige in the hearts of thousands of Han people in the world can be said to be as good as the sun, and I will respond to it It is not impossible to annex Mongolia.

However, Song Qingshu still underestimated the temptation of power. He had never thought that he would be fettered by a throne, but when he became the emperor, he found that he could not bear it.

Why do you need to get away? Go to Shandong to work hard to develop the rebel army, and then single-handedly fight against an empire, even if it succeeds, isn't it just an emperor?

What's more, if you rebel against the risks inherent in it, if you don't pay attention, you will be overwhelmed and become a dust under the wheel of rolling history. Perhaps it is written in the future history book that Song Qingshu revolted in Shandong on x year x month x day. Although it was so powerful, it was finally suppressed by the Qing government three months later due to the limitations of the peasant class. Song Qingshu was also first shown to the public by the owl. …

Although a few thoughts flashed in my mind occasionally, admonishing myself not to sink into it, these thoughts were quickly dispelled by the voices of the ministers chanting long live, and Xiao Tonghou's distracted and charming voice.

"The emperor, the concubine feels that you are a little different lately." Song Qingshu was meditating, and the voice of the little Tong Empress in her arms made him startled with a cold sweat.

"What's the difference?" Song Qingshu asked calmly.

"The concubine did not dare to say." Xiao Tong's hung eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally shook his head.

"Go ahead, I forgive you not guilty." Is it still seen by her? Song Qingshu felt a chill in her heart, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in her eyes, but she couldn't bear it when she thought of the way she was holding Huan under her.

"I can't tell you about the concubine, I always feel that the emperor came back as a different person. Every time the concubine served the emperor, it seemed like..." The empress Tong flushed, "It seems to be serving another strange man."

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