Little Empress Tong is one of Kangxi's most beloved concubines, and her familiarity with Kangxi is naturally far from that of Duolong and others. Even if her appearance and conversation are flawless, once there is any intimate contact, how can Little Empress Tong not be able to tell the difference? The characteristics of his own man
But up to now, Song Qingshu couldn't find a reason to avoid it, thinking in his heart that he must keep a distance from her later, otherwise his long-term plan might come to naught.
"The emperor is here~"
Hearing the eunuch's voice from a distance, Xiao Tong stood up with a face full of joy, and while arranging her hair in front of the bronze mirror, she asked the maid: "How is it, am I pretty today?"
"Of course you're beautiful. Ma'am, you are the most beautiful concubine in the harem."
Hearing the maid's words, Queen Tong's eyes were bent like crescent moons, she knelt on the ground full of joy, and greeted Song Qingshu: "Your Majesty is auspicious."
After looking at Xiao Tong, he raised his head and looked at himself. Under the radiance of the candlelight, his pretty face looked extraordinarily delicate, and Song Qingshu felt that his head was getting bigger.
Song Qingshu signaled the eunuch to put the memorial on the couch, and then said to Empress Tong: "I'm going to review the memorial today, you should rest by yourself first."
A hint of disappointment flashed in Xiao Tong's eyes, but she quickly settled her mind. While calling the eunuchs and maids to prepare snacks, she leaned over and said, "Then this concubine is going to make some soup for the emperor to nourish his mind and calm his mind."
"Don't bother, I'm not hungry." Song Qingshu was not used to the affectionate feeling of little Queen Tong, so he subconsciously distanced himself.
"Your majesty manages a lot of affairs during the day, and he has to review memorials at night, which consumes the most energy. You 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 didn't care, and after saluting Song Qingshu, she went Yan Ran left.
Song Qingshu looked depressedly at the departing figure of Queen Tong, thinking that now that his inner strength had been cultivated to the realm of transformation from man to heaven, he didn't need any supplements, not to mention that he was not used to Queen Tong being a good wife and loving mother. attitude.
Although I hate reading memorials, it seems easier to review memorials than facing Xiao Tong alone, and Song Qingshu gradually became fascinated by watching.
In my mind, I roughly present the context of the power structure of the entire imperial court, which forces are there, and which faction each official belongs to... Just pay attention, and you can see a clue from the memorial. After all, those who submit the memorial always have their own Motivation isn't it
Often a memorial, with righteous words between the lines, seems to make sense, but as long as we start from which officials' interests will be affected by the memorial and which officials' interests will be damaged, and a little analysis, we can roughly judge the camp he belongs to.
Suddenly feeling a pair of soft little hands on his shoulders, Song Qingshu couldn't help trembling.
"Did the concubine disturb the emperor?" Little Queen Tong asked softly.
Seeing that Song Qing shook his head expressionlessly, Queen Tong took the porcelain bowl from the maid and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, try the sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus seed soup made by my concubine."
Song Qingshu really wanted to overturn this bowl of soup willfully, so naturally he wouldn't have to face the little Queen Tong in the future. But before Kangxi left Beijing, he obviously loved Xiao Tong the most, but after returning from Shengjing, his attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, everyone must have doubts.
Smelling the fragrance from Xiao Tong's back, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a little flushed and heartbeat, and there seemed to be an inexplicable heat in his body, Song Qingshu couldn't help being surprised: What's going on
Carefully inspecting the true qi in the body, there is no sense of obscurity in its operation, but the true qi circulating in the meridians does not seem to be as calm as usual.
Is it crazy? Song Qingshu was taken aback, but he didn't think it looked the same.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?" The voice of Queen Tong came from next to his ear, Song Qingshu woke up suddenly, forced a smile, and reached out to take the bowl.
"It seems that the emperor is overtired, let me squeeze the emperor's shoulders." Without waiting for Song Qingshu's reaction, Queen Tong naturally stood behind him and began to rub gently.
The ten fingers are as green as jade, and the strength is appropriate. Song Qingshu's body quickly relaxes, enjoying the gentle touch of her fingertips. It can be felt that in order to please the emperor, Empress Xiao Tong must have worked hard on finger skills.
Every time Xiao Tong pressed a place, Song Qingshu felt a tingling sensation spread out, and his body gradually became hot and dry. Although his reason told him that something was wrong, this tingling and numb feeling was very comfortable. Even Song Qingshu couldn't bear to let her stop.
Seeing Song Qingshu closing his eyes with a face full of enjoyment, Queen Tong felt very happy. When she pressed Song Qingshu's temples, she intentionally or unintentionally let his head rest on her chest. The indistinct squeeze made her skin glow , suddenly smelled a strong and mysterious fragrance in his nose, he felt hot sweat all over his body, and his body was crisp, and soon he pressed his face to Song Qingshu's back in a daze, and said in a gruff voice: "Your Majesty, Ye It's deep, let's rest."
Song Qingshu's eyes were already red. Hearing this, he picked up her legs, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the embroidered tent step by step. When the maid and eunuch at the door saw it, they retreated knowingly, and closed the door behind them .
Little Queen Tong was lying in Song Qingshu's embrace with a blushing face, a cloud piled up in a green bun, with fragrant pomegranate teeth, and a graceful and slender figure, she was as soft as boneless.
The neon dress slipped off, revealing a large snow-greasy skin, thinking that she was the most beautiful concubine in Kangxi's harem, Song Qingshu felt a wicked sense of excitement deep in his heart, spread her two snow slips wide with his arms, followed The whole person pressed down heavily on that soft and delicate place.
Xiao Tong's face was smeared with fat, his expression was cheerful and sweet, his legs wrapped around Song Qingshu's waist, his delicate body trembled from time to time, as if he was annoyed that the man on his body didn't know how to pity and cherish jade...
In the early morning of the second day, when Song Qingshu woke up and looked at Xiao Tonghou lying lazily beside him, the brocade quilt slipped down to his waist, revealing his charming delicate body.
Recalling the shy and coquettish staring at Little Tonghou last night, biting his lips and bearing bitterly, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel turbulent, but soon his expression became dignified. He couldn't figure out why he became so beastly last night.
Secretly checking the true qi in the body, it has returned to its former calmness, and even became more condensed and thick, which must be due to the mysterious yin qi in Xiao Tonghou's body.
"Could it be that the Huanxi Zen method has begun to backfire?" Song Qingshu's face became more and more ugly. Although he had heard Jiumozhi and others say how dangerous it is to practice the Huanxi Zen method, he has never taken it seriously. After all, he has practiced for so long. Had no problems until last night's gaffe.
"Is the emperor going to court early? Forgive me for not being able to get up and see you off. The emperor showed no mercy last night... My concubine is very weak now." Queen Tong complained, struggling to sit up, but only felt weak all over, I can't even move a finger. She knew it was because of being tossed all night by the emperor, presumably he would not be offended by such a trivial matter.
"You should have a good rest." Song Qingshu was worried that she might notice something abnormal, but looking at her now, it seemed that she didn't realize that the man who ran wildly on her body last night was not her husband at all, so she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
In this way, a period of time passed without any danger. Song Qingshu dealt with political affairs in the early morning during the day, and lingered at Queen Tong at night, enjoying the endless beauty and tenderness. In the entire Forbidden City, no one noticed that the emperor had changed, even if it was a female The imperial concubine under Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu found himself becoming more and more obsessed with being an emperor. The feeling of being the emperor, the feeling that everyone's fate is in his own hands, is simply the most irresistible temptation in the world. What's more, there are beauties in the harem who are gentle and courteous. As for the dirty things they do when they secretly compete for favor with each other, what does it matter to me
In fact, according to Song Qingshu's original plan, it was only an expedient measure to temporarily transform into Kangxi. After all, pretending has been going on. Although Kangxi is dead, he is still alive. Although Song Qingshu is alive, he is dead.
Emperor Kangxi was only a Manchu emperor, and Song Qingshu's original intention naturally didn't take a mere barbarian throne into 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 escape Go, establish your own foundation in Shandong, there is a false Kangxi, the Infernal Affairs, and it is not difficult to overthrow the Manchu rule in an upright manner as a Han. Under the circumstances, it is not impossible to annex Mongolia.
However, Song Qingshu still underestimated the temptation of power. Before, he never thought that he would be fettered by a mere emperor, but when he really became emperor, he found that he couldn't bear it.
Why get away? Go to Shandong and work hard to develop the rebel army, and then single-handedly fight against an empire. Even if you succeed, you are still just an emperor
What's more, there are risks involved in the rebellion. If you don't pay attention to it, you will be doomed and become a piece of dust under the wheel of history. Maybe future history books say that Song Qingshu revolted in Shandong on x month x day of x year. Although the momentum was huge, but because of the limitations of the peasant class, he was bloody suppressed by the Qing government three months later, and Song Qingshu was also shown to the public …
Although a few thoughts occasionally flashed in his mind, warning himself not to sink in this way, but these thoughts were quickly dispelled by the voices of the officials shouting long live, and the bewitched and charming exhortation of Queen Tong.
"Your Majesty, I feel that you have been different recently." Song Qingshu was in deep thought when the voice of the little Empress Tong in his arms made him break out in a cold sweat.
"What's the difference?" Song Qingshu asked calmly.
"The concubine dare not say it." Xiao Tong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally shook his head.
"Tell me, I will forgive you for your innocence." Did she still see it? Song Qingshu felt a chill in his heart, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, but he couldn't bear to think of the way she was enjoying herself under him.
"The concubine can't tell. It always feels like a different person after the emperor came back. Every time the concubine serves the emperor, it seems..." Empress Xiao Tong blushed, "It seems to be serving another strange man."
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