Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Yu Xiaoqiao returned to the prime minister's residence, feeling exhausted. She almost closed her eyes as she floated towards the house, not noticing at all the shadow of a dog circling around in the corner.

But he was called out of the room by Lao Mu's "murmurs".

"What are you doing there in the middle of the night?" Yu Xiaoqiao said impatiently and angrily.

Without raising his dog's head, Lao Mu was sniffing a footprint on the ground. "I smell... Jon Snow's scent..." he said as he continued to rub the ground with his nose.

A bolt of lightning struck, and Yu Xiaoqiao lost all sleepiness. Her heart trembled so much that she almost turned over. After she came to her senses, she ran over in small steps.

Looking at the huge footprints on the ground, Yu Xiaoqiao was confused.

This is……

Lao Mu looked disappointed, and his eyes, filled with surprise and joy, showed an indescribable complexity.

Yu Xiaoqiao paced around the wall stupidly for a long time, and then somehow went to Yu Xiaomo's room. He was already fast asleep, snoring evenly, with his arms hanging down.

Yu Xiaoqiao smiled slightly and put her arms back into the quilt. She accidentally caught a glimpse of the ring around his neck, which was glowing faintly in the dark.

It’s been dark for a long time!

Yu Xiaoqiao's heart tightened inexplicably. She reached out and touched his forehead. She sat for a while and went back to her room to sleep.

I tossed and turned all night, and my dreams were filled with the vast sky, the wilderness, the strong west wind, and the neighing of war horses.

……

The next morning, Yu Xiaoqiao woke up from the battle, feeling confused, sore waist and tired legs. When she looked up, Lao Mu was hanging his head, looking as if he had waited until the flowers withered.

Yu Xiaoqiao quickly washed up, ate a few bites of food, picked up Lao Mu and left the prime minister's residence.

East Street, West City, North District...

A man and a dog stared at pairs of big feet. All they could see were black boots, blue boots, and sometimes a ragged big foot would jump in...

Until he was dizzy and fainted in the busy traffic, he was bumped into by Si Wenming and taken back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. When Yu Xiaoqiao woke up, he rushed to the Forbidden City.

When we arrived, the brilliance of the day had been submerged in endless ink.

Under the hazy moonlight, Si Wenming stepped into the gate of Cining Palace.

The old nanny hurriedly brought the soup that had been heated several times over, "Master Si, the Queen Mother ordered it to be stewed early in the morning, waiting for you to come."

Si Wenming glanced at the golden soup, took a sip, and his tongue was swirling in his mouth because of the heat, but he was reluctant to spit out the soup.

The Queen Mother smiled brightly, "Child, why are you in such a hurry? Slow down..." She sat quietly aside.

"Her grandmother, is she okay?" The Queen Mother asked leisurely, taking a sip of the calming soup.

Si Wenming smiled faintly, "Let Xiao Qiao accompany Jiang Yubai once every ten days. If she still insists after half a year, she can do whatever she wants..."

The Queen Mother had a faint smile on her lips, like a thin and soft cloud on the top of the hazy moon. "That's great!"

But in my heart I said: It’s hard to say whether to retreat in order to advance!

Si Wenming drank two bowls of soup and chatted with the queen mother for a long time before leaving.

After Si Wenming left, the Queen Mother stared at the two secret memorials on the table in a daze.

"Mother, what do you mean?" The emperor came out of the house with a look of fatigue on his face.

The Queen Mother's eyes were deep, like a pool of water that was too deep to be seen. "Look into it secretly. I have assisted the Emperor for more than 20 years. It is impossible that... let Jiang's father's matter go..."

The Queen Mother's eyes were deep and peaceful, but the Emperor felt as if a beam of strong light was shining directly into his heart. "Your son thinks so too. However, Jiang's father's matter is a memorial submitted by the censors. It is not good to keep silent... "

“No matter it’s true or false, both punches are aimed directly at life. You must be aware of what’s going on, Yan’er... You must not lose your composure.” The empress dowager stroked the emperor’s hand solemnly, a sharp gleam in her eyes.

The emperor's heart trembled, as if a long needle pierced into him and then was pulled out with a whistling sound, but he kept a calm smile on his face.

After coming out of Kunning Palace, the emperor looked at the lonely moon, letting loneliness creep into his heart bit by bit... He got on the sedan chair and on the way to the imperial study, he suddenly turned around and headed towards Kunning Palace...

The queen took off her heavy makeup during the day and wore a moon-white nightgown, which was stained with a thin layer of blush under the candlelight.

The emperor gestured to the maid, sat down quietly beside her, and looked at the queen who was immersed in books, without saying a word for a long time.

The queen flipped through the pages of the book and glanced at the emperor. "When did the emperor come? These servants are getting worse and worse at doing their job?"

Although he was blaming her, his voice was gentle yet contained some water in it.

The Queen stood up and slowly walked to the Emperor's side. She stretched out her slender, soft, white jade fingers and gently massaged the Emperor's temples. The Emperor closed his eyes and said after a while, "How is Yan'er's selection of concubines going?"

"It was just the preliminary selection and he didn't take it seriously. Let him be!" The queen said while her hands did not stop and the strength increased slightly.

The emperor took her hand and said, "How can we let him do that? The queen decides who will be the princess, but he can decide who will be the concubine..."

"As long as he is satisfied, it will be fine. I, as his queen mother, wish that the prince will live a life of wealth and honor. I have no other requests except that he live in peace and happiness..." The queen withdrew her hand and continued pressing.

The emperor took a sip of the soothing tea handed to him by the maid, "As a queen, you are so elegant and not competitive. It's really rare... If all the concubines and princes were like you and your son, I would have less worries..."

"Your Majesty has the country in his heart, but I only have your Majesty in my heart. If you can do this one thing well, it will be perfect. How dare I expect more?" The Queen took the Emperor's arm and pressed it gently.

"Ji'er, how about being with Ye Qingyuan?" The emperor closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

The queen raised her lips to form a gentle smile, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for allowing them a year to develop their relationship."

As he said this, he bowed and saluted.

"If she can be cultivated, it is her good fortune. If she cannot, it is also her fate..." A trace of sadness appeared on the corner of the emperor's brow.

……

Si Wenming left the palace and drove to the prime minister's residence. He stared at the high-hanging "Prime Minister's Residence" plaque and was lost in thought for a long time. On the way back, a firework shot out of the car window.

Inside the high walls of the Xiangfu, Yu Xiaoqiao had just woken up from her sleep. She still felt groggy and as uncomfortable as if she had a heat stroke, so she drank several glasses of water.

Yu Xiaoqiao picked up a small tripod and played with it in her hands... During these days, she studied the tripod that Yaoyi sent her.

None of them are nine golden tripods.

Not even close.

The Nine Golden Cauldrons seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. After searching for so long, there was still no clue.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at the dog sleeping like a dead pig and couldn't help but feel envious. She wandered around for a while, climbed onto the bed, and continued to fight Zhou Gong.

The sound of her even breathing could be heard, and the lights in the study in the next courtyard were still on.