Chapter 100: The queen mother who was drunk by bones 1
Zhen Mi'er stood in front of Ai Qingqing and cried out "Mom", tears flowed involuntarily.
At this moment, she really regretted her original behavior, and she should not pour black material on Ai Qingqing because of a momentary unhappiness.
Daddy Zhen Shicheng is too dictatorial, as long as he feels good, no matter if Zhen Mier likes it or not, he has to learn to learn well, if there are any difficulties in the learning process, then Zhen Mier will follow Her mother is so stupid.
From childhood to adulthood, only Ai Qingqing cared and cherished herself wholeheartedly with a sincere love, Zhen Mier thought with hindsight.
She couldn't help crying to Ai Qingqing with emotion: "Mom!"
Zhen Mi'er's "mother" made Ai Qingqing feel at ease both physically and mentally.
"Mom?" Ai Qingqing showed a strange smile: "You call me mom?"
"I know I was wrong." Zhen Mi'er burst into tears: "You are sincere to me, you have done more for me than my biological parents, I should not I'm sorry for treating you like that!"
After Zhen Mier finished speaking, she bent down deeply and bowed respectfully to Ai Qingqing.
"Zhen Mi'er, not all mistakes can be forgiven." Ai Qingqing heard herself say to Zhen Mi'er in a daze: "The hot heart is hurt and it will change. If it is cold, it will be difficult to warm it up again.”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Zhen Mi'er, who was in tears, stepped forward and grabbed Ai Qingqing's sleeve: "I beg you, I know I was wrong."
"Being a person, you must know how to be grateful and cherish happiness." Ai Qingqing broke off Zhen Mi'er's hand and said softly: "Don't come to me again, the fate between me and your father and daughter has been exhausted, From now on, we will be strangers, let's not see the rivers and lakes!"
After Ai Qingqing said this, she turned and left without hesitation, leaving Zhen Mi'er crying with tears in her eyes.
For a while, the bustling exhibition hall was transformed into an ethereal system space. After Wang Qingqing reacted, she immediately looked at the golden pill hanging in the air. Eye-catching, there is no sign of restraint at all.
Wang Qingqing regretfully slapped it in the mouth, causing the system to sneer: "You know you can't eat, but you always look so greedy, can't you restrain yourself?"
"If you want to accumulate enough merit as soon as possible, hurry up and do the task!" After the system replied, he kicked Wang Qingqing out of the system space without saying hello.
Wang Qingqing, who didn't react, only felt the world spinning, and in the blink of an eye, she was sitting in a magnificent hall.
I quietly observed, Wang Qingqing found that in addition to sitting in the center of the main seat, there were also a few women with beaded heads and a few children sitting below them. There were twenty or thirty people sitting and standing together.
Before she could react, a woman standing beside her said, "Miss, take a look."
The plump woman handed the swaddle in her arms to her: "The seventh prince seems to have gained weight again."
Wang Qingqing glanced at the swaddling clothes according to the words, a chubby baby was wrapped in the red blanket, the baby's fleshy face became more and more jade snow against the red blanket Cute too.
He is indeed quite fat, Wang Qingqing nodded in agreement.
Come on, the chubby little arms and calves are soaked in the water like the lotus root, and you can kiss as many as you want."
Really? Except for her own cat, Wang Qingqing has always been indifferent to other little cute things. No matter how cute he is, what does it have to do with me?
Wang Qingqing nodded slightly but did not answer her words, the plump woman was anxious, and handed the swaddle to Wang Qingqing again: "Niangniang, the seventh prince can laugh out loud now, You tease him, he has a good laugh."
Funny? Just kidding, Wang Qingqing is too lazy to tease, this child only looks like a few months at a glance, what should I do if I cry? Enjoy his magic piercing?
Although there are more than 20 adults and children in the palace, except for this chattering plump woman, no one uttered a single word.
Ai Qingqing has not yet received the memory of the original owner. She doesn't know the original owner's speaking habits. sound.
Wang Qingqing, who didn't understand ancient costumes, looked at the woman calmly. Her dress was much simpler than the next few ladies sitting on the chairs. The pearls on the head are also slightly less, but they are a little richer than the maids who are standing around in uniform.
Wang Qingqing couldn't figure out her status, and she didn't know if the "seven princes" in her arms was the real cub. The woman praised the Seventh Prince in her arms in a 360-degree style without dead ends.
Just as Wang Qingqing was getting impatient and ready to fight to let the woman back down, two maids came in at the door of the palace, and the slender maids interrupted the woman's words with a serious look: " Madam, Concubine Gao has sent someone here."
Wang Qingqing didn't know how to react, so she nodded her head, she saw Wang Qingqing nodded with a slender face, and said to the maid who came in with her: "What does your master have to say? Give it to your maiden."
A little cough, the noble lady is busy taking care of the third prince, and the servants are specially sent to give you a reply to the queen, and the noble lady will not come to greet you today."
What should I do in this situation? Wang Qingqing looked down at the maid who was bent over and did not dare to get up, and was worried. Did she not care to let the maid retire, or did she scold the maid, who dared not come to greet her, Gao Guifei?
Wang Qingqing, who didn't know the original owner's daily behavior style, hugged her head: "Headache!"
This headache was like a signal, the hall that was originally quiet like a pool of stagnant water suddenly became chaotic, and those who were concerned about Wang Qingqing's physical condition were busy calling people to the Tai Hospital to invite people, and the mess became a mess .
"It's too noisy." Wang Qingqing pinched her forehead and frowned: "My head hurts even more."
The slender-faced maid who was standing beside Ai Qingqing and greeted her with warmth, heard this, stood up straight and raised her voice to the people in the hall: "The queen's body is not good, ladies and gentlemen. Take your Royal Highnesses and retreat first."
After she said this, she ignored the reactions of the others, stepped forward to help Wang Qingqing, and sent her to the palace behind the hall.
Setting down Wang Qingqing to sit down on a wide couch, the maid complained to Wang Qingqing with intimacy: "Miss, you're too kind, it seems that Zhao Guiren is used to it, it's just stinging her nose. Look at her face and look at her eagerness, I wish I could just shove the Seventh Prince into your hands."
"Alas!" Wang Qingqing, who didn't know how to answer, sighed while holding her head.
"You can take care of her!" The slender-faced maid brought Wang Qingqing a cup of hot tea and handed it to her: "It's up to Concubine Gao to discipline her, the emperor's woman, the emperor's son , the emperor himself is not distressed, and you have to be distressed for him?"
"Oh my goddess!" The maid was in a hurry, and she called someone to wipe Wang Qingqing's face with a handkerchief, and she helped Wang Qingqing beat her back, so that Wang Qingqing finally stopped coughing. The maid greeted and helped Wang Qingqing go to the back room to change clothes.
After that, there were two other maids working together to lift a large bronze mirror for Wang Qingqing to see.
Looking at the solemn face in the mirror, Wang Qingqing nodded, very good, although the original body is not very beautiful, but the full silver face has bright facial features, very mother of a country style.
After cleaning up, the maid will help her back to the front palace, sitting on the couch, the slender-faced maid handed Wang Qingqing a new cup of tea: "Gao Guifei is too much. , look at her so much, showing off all day long that she has a smart son, and the third prince is still studying before the table is high?"
It seems that this maid is the caring person of the original body, otherwise she would never dare to speak like this in front of the original body, but Wang Qingqing can't even call her name, let alone how to answer her words, Wang Qingqing had to say "headache still" and closed her eyes and began to accept the original body's memory.
The maids watched Wang Qingqing closed their eyes and rested, and all of them relaxed their hands and feet, and the needles could be heard in the huge palace for a while.
No way, this is also a miserable woman. Wang Qingqing, who closed her eyes and looked at the memory of her original body, couldn't help but shed a bunch of tears, and the face-lifting maid eagerly took out the handkerchief As he stepped forward to wipe her, he repeatedly urged: "Go and send someone to urge again, why hasn't the imperial doctor come yet?"
The maid who got the order hurried out and brought in a breathless old man with a white beard.
"Zhao Yuan sentenced, please show the empress, the empress is really unbearable." The face-lifting maid stepped forward and hurriedly pulled the white-bearded old man to the front of the couch.
Wang Qingqing stretched out her hand and put it on the pulse pillow, the thin-faced maid covered her wrist with a very thin layer of gauze, and the next Zhao Yuan sentenced to sit in silence for a while, and then stretched out after she had breathed evenly Take the pulse to Wang Qingqing.
The Zhao court judged to have taken the pulse for a long time. After the left hand was diagnosed, the right hand was changed. The more the diagnosis was, the tighter the brow was, and the face-lifting maid was so frightened that she dared not say anything.
After the diagnosis, Zhao Yuan looked at Ai Qingqing's face and said, "Miss, do you have a headache?"
Ai Qingqing nodded.
"This, this..." Zhao Yuanjuan pinched his beard and tangled: "Is it just a headache? Is there anything wrong with you?"
"My heart hurts." Wang Qingqing covered her chest: "It hurts badly."
"That's right!" Judge Zhao heaved a long sigh of relief: "Judging from the pulse condition, Niang Niang, your mind has suffered a sudden shock, and the pain in your heart is unavoidable. As for the headache..."
Zhao Yuanjian hesitated for a while and said with a firm look: "It's caused by too much pain in my heart."
Hey! Is Chinese medicine so powerful? Can you come to the conclusion that you don't have a headache by diagnosing the pulse?
Wang Qingqing couldn't help but praised the old man with white hair and beard: "The Zhao hospital's judgment is not bad, and it is a master of Chinese medicine."
The old man was praised by Wang Qingqing, his face wrinkled like a dried walnut.
The court of Zhao, who was praised by Wang Qingqing, seriously prescribed the prescription and dispensed the medicine and left. The face-lifting maid took the medicine bag to boil the medicine, and Ai Qingqing stood up from the couch and walked into the yard to look Facing the blue sky, tears rolled down his cheeks involuntarily.
Why is my sincerity always betrayed? Why can the human heart be so vicious?
The Zhao Yuan ruled that the medicine should be boiled slowly in order to exert the best effect. Straining the fine gauze into a small gold-painted white porcelain bowl, she took the medicine on a tray and came to the palace.
When looking at the original owner's memory, her body and emotions fluctuated too much. Wang Qingqing really felt that her heart was hurting badly. She took a small bowl and took a deep breath. A notification came from the door of the front hall: "The emperor is here!"
This is a serious feudal dynasty, and she is not the heroine's script, Wang Qingqing did not dare to neglect, she put down the medicine bowl and was surrounded by a group of maids and rushed to the front hall.
When she arrived at the door of the main hall, she stood at the front and greeted the supreme ruler of the country with a standard salute.
Wang Qingqing, who couldn't lift her head, listened to the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, and the bright yellow clothes came into view, and an indifferent voice sounded above her head: "Aqing, this is Is it the demeanor of your mother of a country? You are so disappointing!"
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The emperor thought of it and planned to deal with it separately. "When Empress Wu found out about this, she ordered the scepter and the Xiao family to cut off their limbs and throw them into a wine urn, saying: 'Let these two women get drunk!'They died in a few days. "See Tang Liusu's "Datang Xinyu." Ku forbearance", "Old Tang Books. Posted by the queen. Emperor Gaozong's abolition of the Queen".