Quick Wear: The female supporting role makes a comeback by giving birth to a child

Two days later, Xin Guoguo heard the little emperor's complaint.

The little guy pouted and snuggled in his mother's arms:

"Mother, Aunt Qiulian is so annoying! She secretly came to me and said that my biological mother was killed by my great-grandmother, and asked me to remember to take revenge in the future. She was not like this before!"

Xin Guoguo lowered her eyes and looked at the soft and cute little guy, with a slight smile on her lips.

The little guy is well taken care of, his face is fair and tender, and he looks very easy to pinch.

She couldn't help but pinch his little face and asked him, "Why do you think she suddenly changed?"

The little guy let his mother do whatever she wanted, with indulgence full on his face.

But when she spoke, her little voice was filled with a hint of anger: "I know, she doesn't like Che'er anymore! Humph! Che'er, don't like her anymore in the future!"

Xin Guoguo rubbed the little guy's head with relief: "Okay. Our Che'er doesn't like her anymore. From now on, he will only like the queen mother, okay?"

"Yeah! Che'er likes mother the most!"

The mother and son huddled together and talked affectionately.

On the other side, Qiulian quietly left the Prince's Eastern Palace, without noticing a pair of disappointed eyes appearing at the corner.

Yuan Man sighed softly.

Like him, Qiulian used to serve the late emperor.

Later, they were all left behind by the Empress Dowager to take care of the little emperor today.

He thought that they would protect His Majesty as they did before.

But unexpectedly, Qiulian turned out to be a traitor!

Or in other words, she has always been the Empress Dowager's person!

Thinking of the poison that had been given to the late emperor without his knowledge, Yuan Man's eyes grew stern.

If this was really done by Qiulian, even though the late emperor has passed away, Xiao Yuanzi will never let her go!

*

Yikun Palace.

Qiulian knelt on the ground respectfully, prostrating herself in a gesture of obedience.

Madam Empress Dowager Liu was lying on the chaise longue with her eyes half closed and half open.

The long armor was gently placed on his hands.

Next to her hand was a cup of health-preserving tea, the tea soup was rich and the color was attractive.

Several young palace maids surrounded her, massaging her shoulders and legs, lowering their eyebrows and looking humble, and their movements were very cautious.

A quiet room.

Even the sandalwood in the incense burner smells like an oppressive silence.

"Did the little emperor really just scold you for 'nonsense'?"

Liu's tone was calm, and no emotion could be heard.

Qiu Lian replied respectfully, her voice muffled: "My Lord, it is true. After the Emperor reprimanded me, he ran out crying and said he was going to complain to the Empress Dowager."

The corners of Liu's mouth rose slightly, and she was obviously very satisfied with Qiulian's answer.

There was some joy in her eyes. She stopped moving her fingers, opened her eyes, and looked at Qiu Lian:

"Get up. Go back and serve the emperor well. If the emperor needs anything, remember to come to me."

"Here!"

Qiulian responded and retreated respectfully.

After she left, Aunt Qiu asked uncertainly, "Master, tell me, is the Emperor's reaction true or false?"

Liu sneered, "What if it's true? What if it's false? If I say it's true, it's true. If I say it's false, it's false!"

"Yes!"

Feeling the harsh tone in Liu's words, Nanny Qiu lowered her brows and responded respectfully.

Mrs. Liu was very pleased with her respect: "However, his reaction is very much what I want. He is still young, so let's take care of him for now."

As for the doubts in her heart, they had not diminished in the slightest.

*

Shen cried day after day until she fainted again and again. She called for help from the imperial physician again and again, and finally she cried herself to death.

On the 20th of the first lunar month in the sixth year of Anqing, Empress Dowager Shen died and was buried with Emperor Gaozu.

After the little emperor Xiao Che survived the crisis of death, Xin Guoguo did not relax.

Che'er's death is not only about time, but also about people!

As long as Liu is in power, her Che'er cannot be guaranteed to be safe.

Last year, when there was a flood in the south of the Yangtze River, several ministers in the cabinet took the lead and eventually the refugees outside the city were properly resettled.

By March this year, some of these people stayed in the capital, while the others were escorted back to their hometowns by government officials.

At this time, Xin Guoguo also received Qingfeng's letter.

There was only one sentence in the letter:

Live up to the Queen's trust!

Xin Guoguo smiled and looked at the little boy who was sitting behind the imperial desk not far away.

The little guy was writing furiously and reviewing memorials.

These memorials were copied by someone specially hired by several cabinet ministers.

Several cabinet ministers did not organize the memorials, but sent them all to the Pepper Palace.

The little guy's eyebrows were furrowed and his mouth was pouted.

The little hand tightly grasped the red pen, but did not write for a long time.

Xin Guoguo withdrew his gaze and leisurely continued to eat the newly tributed melon below.

"Mother..."

After a long time, the little guy finally raised his head and looked at her for help.

Xin Guoguo raised her eyes: "What?"

The little fellow pouted and said, "Can I not approve these memorials?"

"Che'er, do you want to give up?" Xin Guoguo's tone was still calm, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

She wasn't unhappy at all.

Anyway, she has almost completed all the tasks except the golden finger trial task.

If Che'er doesn't like being emperor, the worst that can happen is that she can choose someone with a better temper and then take Che'er with her on a journey.

The little guy shook his head: "No. I just find them annoying! I spent an hour reading more than 20 memorials, but there are very few that actually talk about the matter. Mother, I'll read them to you..."

As he spoke, the little fellow picked up a memorial and read the words in his milky voice with a little displeasure.

"'I got up a moment earlier this morning than the day before, probably because I ate the wrong food yesterday. This morning I had a bloating and pain in my abdomen, so I had to get up and change clothes. How is your Majesty?' Who wants to know if he went to the toilet?! Besides, he asked this question, and I can't see the memorial!"

The little fellow hummed twice, picked up a red pen and wrote three big words on it: "I'm fine".

Xin Guoguo couldn't help but laugh when she heard that.

When she was in the modern dimension, she often saw some netizens complaining about the content of memorials when watching videos.

Now, I really see it!

"And this, 'This morning I saw a magpie landing on the eaves, and I was in a very good mood.' No one wants to know whether he is in a good mood or not!"

The little emperor couldn't help but complain as he read.

Xin Guoguo couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "Hahaha! These ministers are talented too!"

The little emperor pouted his lips in dissatisfaction: "They are just looking for trouble, which is actually a waste of time! I won't watch it, for fear that they will say something important. But after watching it, I just feel upset!"

It’s a good thing that he hasn’t really come into contact with these things yet.

If he were asked to review all these memorials, he would probably need days and nights to finish them!

"Hahahaha! That's why the cabinet exists, to screen these memorials."

"Ugh!"

The little fellow had a sad face, put down his red brush, jumped down from the chair, and ran to his mother with his short legs. He tilted his head and looked at his mother.

"Mother, can I stop reviewing memorials from now on? Can I let others review all the memorials, please? Alas! Actually, if she doesn't want to kill me, I still like my current life!"