Queen Xiao Tong is one of Kangxi's favorite concubines. Her familiarity with Kangxi is naturally far from comparable to Duolong and others. Even if her appearance and conversation are flawless, once she has any intimate contact, how could Queen Xiao Tong not distinguish her characteristics of her man?
However, at this point, Song Qingshu couldn't find a reason to avoid it. He thought in his heart that he must keep a distance from her after a while, otherwise his long-term plan would probably fail.
The Emperor is here~
Hearing the eunuch's voice coming from afar, Xiao Tong Hou stood up with joy on his face, tidying his hair in front of the bronze mirror, while asking the palace maid: How about it, am I beautiful today?
Of course you are beautiful, you are the most beautiful concubines in the harem.
Hearing the words of the palace maid, Xiao Tong's eyes were bent like crescent moons, and she knelt on the ground with excitement, and welcomed Song Qingshu: The emperor is lucky.
Looking at Xiao Tong, looking up at him, Yingying Qiushui's eyes seemed to be filled with spring feelings. Under the candlelight, her pretty face looked particularly beautiful, and Song Qingshu felt that her head was too big.
Song Qingshu signaled the eunuch to put the memorial on the couch, and then said to Xiao Tong Hou: I want to review the memorial today, so you can rest yourself first.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Xiao Tong's eyes, but he quickly set his mind on his face. While calling the eunuchs and palace maids to prepare snacks, he bowed and said: I'm going to make some soup for the emperor to calm the mind.
No need to worry, I'm not hungry.Song Qingshu was not used to the intimate feeling of Xiao Tong's queen, so he subconsciously said distantly.
The emperor is busy with all kinds of things during the day and has to review memorials at night. It is the most exhausting thing, so he should drink some soup to take care of the dragon's body.The emperor will first review the memorials, and I will come when I go.
Queen Xiao Tong didn't care, so she bowed to Song Qingshu and left sweetly.
Song Qingshu looked at the beautiful figure of Xiao Tong's departure depressedly, thinking that his internal strength has now reached the level of being transformed into a human being, so he does not need to drink any supplements, not to mention that he is not used to Xiao Tong's attitude as a virtuous wife and mother.
Although I hate reading memorials, it seems easier to review memorials than to face Xiao Tong alone. Song Qingshu gradually became immersed as he looked at it.
The entire imperial power structure was roughly presented in my mind, which forces were there, and which faction each official belonged to...
As long as you pay attention, you can see a clue from the memorial. After all, the person who submits the memorial always has his own motivation, right?
Often, a memorial is justified between the lines, which makes sense, but as long as the memorial affects the interests of officials and the interests of officials it will harm, a little analysis can roughly determine the camp he belongs to.
Suddenly, Song Qingshu felt a pair of soft little hands on his shoulders, and he couldn't help but tremble.
Have you disturbed the emperor?Xiao Tong Hou asked softly.
Seeing Song Qingshu shook his head expressionlessly, Xiao Tong took the porcelain bowl from the palace maid and said with a smile: The emperor has tasted the osmanthus lotus seed soup made by me.
Song Qingshu wanted to overturn this bowl of soup willfully, so he naturally wouldn't have to face Xiao Tong Queen in the future.
However, before Kangxi left Beijing, he obviously loved Xiao Tong the most. After returning from Shengjing, he suddenly made a 180-degree turn. I believe everyone would have doubts.
Smelling the faint fragrance from Xiao Tong's body, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a little blushing and his heartbeat, and there seemed to be an inexplicable heat in his body. Song Qingshu couldn't help but be surprised: What's going on?
I carefully examined the true qi in my body, and there was no obscure feeling when it was running, but the true qi flowing in my meridians seemed not as calm as usual.
Did you get possessed?Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't think it was very similar.
Emperor, Emperor?Xiao Tonghou's voice came to his ears, and Song Qingshu suddenly woke up, forced a smile, and reached out to pick up the bowl.
It seems that the emperor is over-tired, so I will squeeze the emperor's shoulders.Without waiting for Song Qingshu to react, Xiao Tong Hou stood behind him naturally and gently squeezed and kneaded.
His ten fingers were as green as jade, and his strength was appropriate. Song Qingshu's body quickly relaxed and enjoyed the gentleness of her fingertips.
It can be felt that in order to please the emperor, Xiao Tong must have put in some hard work on his finger skills.
Every time Xiao Tong pressed to a place, Song Qingshu felt a numbness spread out and his body slowly became hot. Although reason told him something was wrong, the numbness feeling was too comfortable, and Song Qingshu couldn't bear to let her stop.
Seeing Song Qingshu closing his eyes and enjoying his face, Xiao Tong felt very happy. When he pressed Song Qingshu's temple, he deliberately or unintentionally let his head rest on his chest. The feeling of imminent squeeze made a layer of red cloud float on her skin. Suddenly, a rich and mysterious fragrance was smelled from her nose. She felt hot and sweaty all over and her body was as crisp as she was. Soon, she put her face tightly on Song Qingshu's back and said in a lingering voice: Master, it's late at night, let's rest.
Song Qingshu's eyes were already red. Hearing this, he picked up her legs, picked her up, and walked step by step towards the embroidery tent. When the palace maid and eunuch at the door saw it, he stepped out knowingly and closed the door casually.
Xiao Tong Hou lay in Song Qingshu's arms with a blush on his face, with a green bun on his clouds, his teeth filled with fragrance, and his graceful and delicate figure, he was as soft as boneless.
The colorful skirt slid down, revealing a large area of greasy skin. When she thought in her mind that she was the most beautiful concubine in Kangxi's harem, a trace of evil excitement arose in Song Qingshu's heart. Her arms spread her two snow-sliding legs widened, and following the thin and tenderness, she pressed her heavily on her.
Xiao Tong's face was covered with fat, her expression was happy and sweet, her legs were wrapped around Song Qingshu's waist, and her delicate body trembled from time to time, as if the man who was angry didn't understand Pity Xiangxiyu...
The next morning, when Song Qingshu woke up and looked at Xiao Tonghou lying lazily beside him, the brocade quilt slid down to his waist, revealing his charming body.
Recalling last night, Xiao Tong looked at her shyly and bit her lips and endured her heart, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel aroused, but soon his expression became solemn. He couldn't figure out why he was so beastly last night.
I secretly investigated the true qi in my body and had recovered the peace of the past, and even had a little more concise and thickness. It must be the credit of the Xuanyin Qi in my body.
Has the method of Huanxi Zen started to backfire?
Song Qingshu's face became increasingly ugly. Although he had heard Jiumozhi and others say how dangerous it is to practice Joy Zen, he has never been concerned about it. After all, he has practiced for so long and has not encountered any problems until he lost his composure last night.
Is the emperor going to go to the morning court?I am sorry that I cannot get up and see you off. The emperor is not willing to be proud of me last night... I am very weak now.
Xiao Tong Hou said resentfully, struggling to sit up, but he felt weak all over and was too lazy to move a finger.
She knew that this was because she was tortured by the emperor for a night, and probably he wouldn't be surprised by this little thing.
You have a good rest.
Song Qingshu was originally worried that she would notice something abnormal, but looking at her current appearance, she seemed to have no idea that the man who was riding on her last night was not her husband, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
After a while without any danger, Song Qingshu handled political affairs during the morning court during the day and lingered at Xiao Tonghou at night, enjoying endless beauty and tenderness. In the entire Forbidden City, no one noticed that the emperor had changed, even the concubine who was lying under Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu found that he was becoming more and more addicted to being an emperor. The feeling that he was the only one and that the fate of anyone was in his own hands was simply the most irresistible temptation in the world.
What's more, there are beauties in the harem who are gentle and flattering. As for the dirty things they secretly compete for each other, what does it have to do with them?
In fact, according to Song Qingshu's original plan, temporarily disguising Kangxi was just a temporary solution.
After all, he kept pretending to be a lie. Although Kangxi was dead, he was still alive. Although Song Qingshu was alive, he was already dead.
Emperor Kangxi was just the emperor of Manchus. Song Qingshu's original intention naturally did not take a mere barbarian throne seriously. In his plan, as long as he completely controlled the entire palace and supported a puppet to sit in the palace, he could get out and establish his own foundation in Shandong. With the false Kangxi, an infernal existence, as a Han person, it would not be difficult to overthrow the Qing Dynasty rule with the status of the Han people. At that time, his prestige in the hearts of thousands of Han people in the world would be at its peak. With a call of one hundred responses, it would not be impossible to annex Mongolia.
However, Song Qingshu still underestimated the temptation of power. He never thought he would be bound by a mere throne, but when he really became emperor, he found that he could not bear it.
Why do you need to get out?Go to Shandong to work hard to develop the rebel army, and then fight against an empire alone. Even if you succeed, will you still be an emperor?
What's more, if you don't pay attention to the risks contained in rebellion, you will be doomed and become a piece of dust under the wheel of history.
Maybe the future history books say that on XX year, X, Song Qingshu revolted in Shandong. Although it was a huge momentum, it was finally bloody suppressed by the Qing government three months later due to the limitations of the peasant class. Song Qingshu was also beheaded and displayed in public...
Although a few thoughts occasionally flashed in my mind, warning myself not to sink into it, these thoughts were quickly dispelled by the voices of the ministers shouting long live, and the confusing and charming little Tong Queen.
Your Majesty, I feel that you have been a little different recently.While Song Qingshu was meditating, the voice of the little Tong Hou in his arms made him sweat a little.
What's the difference?Song Qingshu asked calmly.
I dare not say it.Xiao Tong's eyelashes trembled slightly after her lightly drooped eyes, and finally she shook her head.
Say, I forgive you without guilt.
Did she see it?
Song Qingshu felt cold in his heart, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes, but when he thought of her adorable appearance under him, he felt a little reluctant.
I can't say it either. I always feel that the emperor has become a different person after he comes back. Every time I serve the emperor, I feel like... Xiao Tong Hou's face turned red, as if she is serving another strange man.
However, at this point, Song Qingshu couldn't find a reason to avoid it. He thought in his heart that he must keep a distance from her after a while, otherwise his long-term plan would probably fail.
The Emperor is here~
Hearing the eunuch's voice coming from afar, Xiao Tong Hou stood up with joy on his face, tidying his hair in front of the bronze mirror, while asking the palace maid: How about it, am I beautiful today?
Of course you are beautiful, you are the most beautiful concubines in the harem.
Hearing the words of the palace maid, Xiao Tong's eyes were bent like crescent moons, and she knelt on the ground with excitement, and welcomed Song Qingshu: The emperor is lucky.
Looking at Xiao Tong, looking up at him, Yingying Qiushui's eyes seemed to be filled with spring feelings. Under the candlelight, her pretty face looked particularly beautiful, and Song Qingshu felt that her head was too big.
Song Qingshu signaled the eunuch to put the memorial on the couch, and then said to Xiao Tong Hou: I want to review the memorial today, so you can rest yourself first.
A trace of disappointment flashed in Xiao Tong's eyes, but he quickly set his mind on his face. While calling the eunuchs and palace maids to prepare snacks, he bowed and said: I'm going to make some soup for the emperor to calm the mind.
No need to worry, I'm not hungry.Song Qingshu was not used to the intimate feeling of Xiao Tong's queen, so he subconsciously said distantly.
The emperor is busy with all kinds of things during the day and has to review memorials at night. It is the most exhausting thing, so he should drink some soup to take care of the dragon's body.The emperor will first review the memorials, and I will come when I go.
Queen Xiao Tong didn't care, so she bowed to Song Qingshu and left sweetly.
Song Qingshu looked at the beautiful figure of Xiao Tong's departure depressedly, thinking that his internal strength has now reached the level of being transformed into a human being, so he does not need to drink any supplements, not to mention that he is not used to Xiao Tong's attitude as a virtuous wife and mother.
Although I hate reading memorials, it seems easier to review memorials than to face Xiao Tong alone. Song Qingshu gradually became immersed as he looked at it.
The entire imperial power structure was roughly presented in my mind, which forces were there, and which faction each official belonged to...
As long as you pay attention, you can see a clue from the memorial. After all, the person who submits the memorial always has his own motivation, right?
Often, a memorial is justified between the lines, which makes sense, but as long as the memorial affects the interests of officials and the interests of officials it will harm, a little analysis can roughly determine the camp he belongs to.
Suddenly, Song Qingshu felt a pair of soft little hands on his shoulders, and he couldn't help but tremble.
Have you disturbed the emperor?Xiao Tong Hou asked softly.
Seeing Song Qingshu shook his head expressionlessly, Xiao Tong took the porcelain bowl from the palace maid and said with a smile: The emperor has tasted the osmanthus lotus seed soup made by me.
Song Qingshu wanted to overturn this bowl of soup willfully, so he naturally wouldn't have to face Xiao Tong Queen in the future.
However, before Kangxi left Beijing, he obviously loved Xiao Tong the most. After returning from Shengjing, he suddenly made a 180-degree turn. I believe everyone would have doubts.
Smelling the faint fragrance from Xiao Tong's body, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a little blushing and his heartbeat, and there seemed to be an inexplicable heat in his body. Song Qingshu couldn't help but be surprised: What's going on?
I carefully examined the true qi in my body, and there was no obscure feeling when it was running, but the true qi flowing in my meridians seemed not as calm as usual.
Did you get possessed?Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't think it was very similar.
Emperor, Emperor?Xiao Tonghou's voice came to his ears, and Song Qingshu suddenly woke up, forced a smile, and reached out to pick up the bowl.
It seems that the emperor is over-tired, so I will squeeze the emperor's shoulders.Without waiting for Song Qingshu to react, Xiao Tong Hou stood behind him naturally and gently squeezed and kneaded.
His ten fingers were as green as jade, and his strength was appropriate. Song Qingshu's body quickly relaxed and enjoyed the gentleness of her fingertips.
It can be felt that in order to please the emperor, Xiao Tong must have put in some hard work on his finger skills.
Every time Xiao Tong pressed to a place, Song Qingshu felt a numbness spread out and his body slowly became hot. Although reason told him something was wrong, the numbness feeling was too comfortable, and Song Qingshu couldn't bear to let her stop.
Seeing Song Qingshu closing his eyes and enjoying his face, Xiao Tong felt very happy. When he pressed Song Qingshu's temple, he deliberately or unintentionally let his head rest on his chest. The feeling of imminent squeeze made a layer of red cloud float on her skin. Suddenly, a rich and mysterious fragrance was smelled from her nose. She felt hot and sweaty all over and her body was as crisp as she was. Soon, she put her face tightly on Song Qingshu's back and said in a lingering voice: Master, it's late at night, let's rest.
Song Qingshu's eyes were already red. Hearing this, he picked up her legs, picked her up, and walked step by step towards the embroidery tent. When the palace maid and eunuch at the door saw it, he stepped out knowingly and closed the door casually.
Xiao Tong Hou lay in Song Qingshu's arms with a blush on his face, with a green bun on his clouds, his teeth filled with fragrance, and his graceful and delicate figure, he was as soft as boneless.
The colorful skirt slid down, revealing a large area of greasy skin. When she thought in her mind that she was the most beautiful concubine in Kangxi's harem, a trace of evil excitement arose in Song Qingshu's heart. Her arms spread her two snow-sliding legs widened, and following the thin and tenderness, she pressed her heavily on her.
Xiao Tong's face was covered with fat, her expression was happy and sweet, her legs were wrapped around Song Qingshu's waist, and her delicate body trembled from time to time, as if the man who was angry didn't understand Pity Xiangxiyu...
The next morning, when Song Qingshu woke up and looked at Xiao Tonghou lying lazily beside him, the brocade quilt slid down to his waist, revealing his charming body.
Recalling last night, Xiao Tong looked at her shyly and bit her lips and endured her heart, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel aroused, but soon his expression became solemn. He couldn't figure out why he was so beastly last night.
I secretly investigated the true qi in my body and had recovered the peace of the past, and even had a little more concise and thickness. It must be the credit of the Xuanyin Qi in my body.
Has the method of Huanxi Zen started to backfire?
Song Qingshu's face became increasingly ugly. Although he had heard Jiumozhi and others say how dangerous it is to practice Joy Zen, he has never been concerned about it. After all, he has practiced for so long and has not encountered any problems until he lost his composure last night.
Is the emperor going to go to the morning court?I am sorry that I cannot get up and see you off. The emperor is not willing to be proud of me last night... I am very weak now.
Xiao Tong Hou said resentfully, struggling to sit up, but he felt weak all over and was too lazy to move a finger.
She knew that this was because she was tortured by the emperor for a night, and probably he wouldn't be surprised by this little thing.
You have a good rest.
Song Qingshu was originally worried that she would notice something abnormal, but looking at her current appearance, she seemed to have no idea that the man who was riding on her last night was not her husband, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
After a while without any danger, Song Qingshu handled political affairs during the morning court during the day and lingered at Xiao Tonghou at night, enjoying endless beauty and tenderness. In the entire Forbidden City, no one noticed that the emperor had changed, even the concubine who was lying under Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu found that he was becoming more and more addicted to being an emperor. The feeling that he was the only one and that the fate of anyone was in his own hands was simply the most irresistible temptation in the world.
What's more, there are beauties in the harem who are gentle and flattering. As for the dirty things they secretly compete for each other, what does it have to do with them?
In fact, according to Song Qingshu's original plan, temporarily disguising Kangxi was just a temporary solution.
After all, he kept pretending to be a lie. Although Kangxi was dead, he was still alive. Although Song Qingshu was alive, he was already dead.
Emperor Kangxi was just the emperor of Manchus. Song Qingshu's original intention naturally did not take a mere barbarian throne seriously. In his plan, as long as he completely controlled the entire palace and supported a puppet to sit in the palace, he could get out and establish his own foundation in Shandong. With the false Kangxi, an infernal existence, as a Han person, it would not be difficult to overthrow the Qing Dynasty rule with the status of the Han people. At that time, his prestige in the hearts of thousands of Han people in the world would be at its peak. With a call of one hundred responses, it would not be impossible to annex Mongolia.
However, Song Qingshu still underestimated the temptation of power. He never thought he would be bound by a mere throne, but when he really became emperor, he found that he could not bear it.
Why do you need to get out?Go to Shandong to work hard to develop the rebel army, and then fight against an empire alone. Even if you succeed, will you still be an emperor?
What's more, if you don't pay attention to the risks contained in rebellion, you will be doomed and become a piece of dust under the wheel of history.
Maybe the future history books say that on XX year, X, Song Qingshu revolted in Shandong. Although it was a huge momentum, it was finally bloody suppressed by the Qing government three months later due to the limitations of the peasant class. Song Qingshu was also beheaded and displayed in public...
Although a few thoughts occasionally flashed in my mind, warning myself not to sink into it, these thoughts were quickly dispelled by the voices of the ministers shouting long live, and the confusing and charming little Tong Queen.
Your Majesty, I feel that you have been a little different recently.While Song Qingshu was meditating, the voice of the little Tong Hou in his arms made him sweat a little.
What's the difference?Song Qingshu asked calmly.
I dare not say it.Xiao Tong's eyelashes trembled slightly after her lightly drooped eyes, and finally she shook her head.
Say, I forgive you without guilt.
Did she see it?
Song Qingshu felt cold in his heart, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes, but when he thought of her adorable appearance under him, he felt a little reluctant.
I can't say it either. I always feel that the emperor has become a different person after he comes back. Every time I serve the emperor, I feel like... Xiao Tong Hou's face turned red, as if she is serving another strange man.
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