[Chapter 199 Chapter 199 Empress (Extra 4)]
"I have no relatives or friends in Dayan, so I can't even chat with anyone to relieve my boredom."
Helian Muye lowered his head slightly, tears flowing in his peach blossom eyes.
Xu Wenjian sat back down: "If you have anything to say to me, just tell me."
Helian Muye wanted to talk about some of the things they had experienced together in the military camp to bring them closer together, but all that filled his mind were their daily quarrels.
He couldn't just say something sarcastic to lighten the mood.
"Thinking back to when Shaoyou was in the camp, riding a white horse and wearing a silver robe, he looked so heroic and attracted many girls in the city. How majestic he was."
He simply changed his approach, suppressed his reluctance, and racked his brains to come up with some flattering words.
Xu Wenjian felt embarrassed by his praise and touched his nose: "I just want to make Ah Qing's heart beat fast."
He doesn't care about other women.
Helian Muye gnashed his teeth and continued to compliment: "What I mean is that Shaoyou's way of killing the enemy in battle as if he were in an empty space is really admirable."
Xu Wenjian didn't know how to write the word shy, so he grinned and showed his white teeth: "Brother Helian has good taste."
He was startled by something and suddenly folded his arms across his chest and pushed the stool back with his feet, making a crackling sound as it rubbed against the ground.
"You, you are praising me so much, don't you have any intention towards me?" He looked alert and disgusted, "I belong to Qing in body and soul."
Helian Muye no longer needed to use his internal energy to force his blood to rise. A fishy and sweet taste rushed to his throat.
"Shaoyou misunderstood." He raised his eyelids listlessly, "It's just that I have been weak since I was a child and can't ride a horse on the battlefield, so I admire all the generals who go into battle to resist the enemy."
The tense atmosphere relaxed a little.
Xu Wenzhang opened his hands that were protecting his chest and pretended to brush off the non-existent dust on his body.
Wu raised his head and asked again: "But when I mounted my horse and killed the enemy, weren't the people I killed the people of You country?"
Why do you admire him, the enemy general?
Helian Muye's hand fell on the chaise longue, leaving a palm print on the solid wood, which was covered by his sideways body.
This idiot always focuses on something different.
His expression was a little cold, and his face, as white as paper, made his already feminine features look even more world-weary and lazy.
It doesn't seem sharp at all.
"I can see how Shaoyou feels about Her Royal Highness the Princess." He didn't want to lay the groundwork any further and got straight to the point, "But I heard that the former Left Prime Minister and Her Royal Highness were a loving couple, with deep affection for each other."
"Although the two have divorced, the former prime minister seems unwilling to give up and is now highly valued in the princess's mansion."
He sighed, "If he uses the deep love in the past as an excuse, Her Highness will probably be moved. Shaoyou's position in Her Highness' heart..."
He wanted to stop there, but was afraid that the other party would miss the point again, so he added:
"As a friend, I am really worried about Shaoyou."
Xu Wenjian gritted his teeth in frustration: "You are right."
He hung his head, looking unhappy, and stood up to say goodbye again.
Helian Muye looked at his distraught figure, chuckled, and wiped the dust and powder off his face with the handkerchief in his hand.
Only when the snipe and the clam fight each other can the fisherman gain the benefits.
Compared to the simple Xu Wenjian, Han Sheng, who had a relationship with Xiao Qingqing, was obviously a bigger threat.
That man looks gentle and strong, but in fact he is very scheming and difficult to deal with.
Winning over Xu Wenzhang, two against one, is much more likely than him fighting alone.
When using the strategy of inflicting pain on one's self and creating discord, one never knows how much someone will listen to.
Xu Wenzhang came out of the house, with the words "loving couple and deep affection between husband and wife" constantly floating through his mind.
The master and Aqing have an old relationship, and Saobao uses his status to marry Aqing.
It seems like he is nothing?
He patted his head and said, who said he was nothing? He was loved by Aqing.
After coaxing himself into calming down, he reached out and rubbed his overused lower back, thinking of Aqing's charming but sleepy little face under him yesterday.
His handsome face froze and he kicked the tree next to him in annoyance.
The most urgent task is to learn the skills well and make A-qing feel extremely happy and unable to stop loving him.
Han Sheng and Helian Muye, both men, wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between the two tigers, but they never expected that Xu Wenjian's thinking process was completely different from that of ordinary people.
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After Yan Qing went to court, he stayed in Zhang Wanqing's palace at night.
The mother and daughter cuddled in bed, reminiscing about the original owner's childhood.
Most of the time, it was Zhang Wanqing who was talking and she was listening.
"Mom." She leaned sideways into the beautiful woman's arms, "If you have anything you want to ask, just ask."
She could see that Zhang Wanqing had been holding back some words for a long time.
Zhang Wanqing looked at her steadily, her slightly calloused fingertips touching her face, tears gleaming in her eyes.
She took a deep breath, hugged Yan Qing tightly, and hesitated for a long time before asking with trembling lips: "Qing'er, I want to know where Wanwan went."
Although it was a warm spring day, she felt as if she was experiencing a cold winter and her body could not stop shivering.
Wanwan was the original owner’s nickname.
How could Wanwan be as smart as Qing'er in taking care of the overall situation?
How could she not recognize the child she raised?
Yan Qing stroked her back and said with a smile: "Maybe Mom will see her again soon."
Zhang Wanqing helped her sit up and asked with confusion and expectation: "What does Qing'er mean?"
At this moment, Yan Wanshan's loud voice came from the outer hall.
"My lady, how about letting me go into the palace and sleep on the floor? The other palaces are deserted and I feel lonely."
Lao Yan spoke in a negotiating tone and leaned half of his body into the inner door.
The nine-dragon golden crown on his head was rubbing against the door frame, about to fall. He didn't have any awareness of being an emperor at all.
Zhang Wanqing was annoyed that he was interrupting her conversation with Yan Qing, so she jumped off the bed, put her hands on her hips and walked over aggressively, grabbing his ears and pulling him in: "Why did you come at this time instead of earlier or later!"
"Oh my, my wife, I was wrong. I know I was wrong~" The general who was mighty and unyielding on the battlefield, but now the emperor, is a henpecked husband at home.
Although he begged for mercy, his expression was actually very happy.
Zhang Wanqing, who was close to him, smelled the strong odor of sweat on him. Her stomach suddenly churned and she turned sideways, covering her chest and retching.
"My lady, are you okay?" Yan Wanshan, who felt like he was fumigating her, sniffed her body. The sour smell made his face change.
If I had known, I would not have caught Zhang Hanzhong to spar with him. He was sweating all over because of this stuffy dragon robe.
It almost frightened his wife to death.
Humph, I will make things difficult for Zhang Hanzhong tomorrow and punish him by making him memorize a few books of sages.
I guess we’ll see the famous scene of a black bear hugging a pillar and crying for mercy.
Zhang Wanqing pushed her away and looked at Yan Qing happily: "Qing'er, is it, is it..."
Yan Qing winked playfully: "If you don't believe in my medical skills, you can go find the imperial physician for a follow-up consultation."
"My dear, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Yan Wanshan cried, "You can't hide your illness and avoid seeing a doctor, my dear."
Zhang Wanqing couldn't stand it anymore and kicked him out of her bedroom.
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