Chapter 489

Feng Qingxiao was very sad. He had received a letter from his elder brother from northern Xinjiang, and he should be very happy to learn that his elder brother's woman is pregnant. However, as long as you think of his beloved little girl, he has a deep and unspeakable sadness.

Big brother is going to have children. Where are his children?

"I remember the last time, the little girl said that she was still young. I'll think about it in a few years..."

Think of cloud purple Huang said this sentence, the emperor's mood, is more cloudy to rain. The courtiers have already had some complaints, because he, the emperor, has not had an heir so far. He is as old as a few children in the imperial palace. Especially in the letters, the elder brother is very considerate and concerned, asking him if he is in the boudoir, and the strong wind is not strong?

This question made him laugh and cry. As the eldest brother who has just been going for a long time, he asked the one in the boudoir. How can he ask him this kind of question?

The noble emperor looked at the letter with hatred and muttered in a low voice: "brother, if one of us can't, it must be you, hum...!"

He sighed, after all, now his little girl is not pregnant. He really has no way to write this sentence to his elder brother in the letter. So he began to set up his jaw and calculate the days to see if it was possible for the little girl to be pregnant when she left Kyoto. Although this simple question only needs to be written in the letter to get the answer, he never wrote half a sentence.

I don't want to put any pressure on her. Although he really wants to have a child, this kind of thing is definitely not a problem with his ability.

"Little girl, when you come back, I will make up for what I owe you!"

After the emperor said this hegemonic declaration, he caused a lot of lovesickness. The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty praised him for his diligence in politics and hard work day and night. Who knows, when there is no little girl at night, he has to deal with state affairs because of insomnia and Acacia.

So one day, Yun Zihuang got a letter from Kyoto. In the letter, the emperor asked her the date of her return, and wrote a very sad sentence on the letter: "our flowers are all thanks, you can go home quickly"!

"Poof..."

She is drinking tea, to see the letter written by the wind Qingxiao this sentence, a mouthful of tea can not help but spray on the face of the snow.

Fengxue silently craned her neck, did not raise her hand to wipe the tea on her face, but for the first time, quickly swept her eyes on the emperor's handwritten letter to the empress. So, the Tiewei Senling read the letter clearly, increased the ink, increased the handwriting, that sentence is very grumpy.

"Cough..."

Let the tea run down his face, and Feng Xue stares at these two sentences with unbelievable eyes. From his eyes and experience, this is definitely the emperor's personal letter. From his heart and cognition, he absolutely didn't believe it. This is what the emperor can write.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a love letter? Envy, envy, hate? If you have the time to peek, write more love letters to your wife or sweetheart

The cloud purple Huang slanted the wind snow one eye, took the letter back, some can't laugh or cry. Feng Qingxiao wrote these two very sad words in his letter. It's nothing, but it's seen by Feng Xue. If it's spread, it's nothing, because no one will believe it. Feng Qingxiao, the God of war and the God of killing, can write these words.

Fengxue immediately turned to look out the door: "Weichen didn't see anything, Weichen left."

After quitting quickly, he flew to the distance as fast as he could. Finally, he could not help squatting in a corner and coughing.

Tiewei looks at each other, their leader general, what's the matter today?

Run faster than the rabbit, was the queen kicked out?

Hearing his general's heavy and violent cough, these iron guards couldn't help thinking that they were seriously injured by the Queen's foot?

For a long time, the wind and snow cough was a little less, a heart was still beating, panting, and then noticed that there were still a few pieces of tea on his face, silently raised his hand, wiped off the nearly dry tea and tea: "I didn't see anything just now, right, nothing."

Thinking of the two sentences written in the emperor's letter, he was full of resentment. I feel a thousand times better than the two words written by the emperor. Well, why do you write those two words in your letter?

It's just a matter of writing. Why do you deliberately use thick ink to draw so thick? It's much bigger than other words?

Emperor, are you worried that I won't see you?

If the emperor knew that he had read these two sentences written by the emperor, would the emperor cut off his tongue directly?

After a while, will the queen use poison to make him dumb?

It's strange. Why didn't he leave immediately after he sent the emperor's letter today? And after the empress's gaffe, knowing that it was not right, she craned her neck to have a look!Yunzihuang looks at the figure of Fengxue who runs away in a panic, and shakes her head in a funny way. It is obvious that some emperor wants her to run back to Kyoto immediately. But is the emperor worried about her? Or too lonely?

A letter is full of the word "bed"!

"Pa..."

Once again, he threw the most noble letter written by Yu Bi on the table. She holds her cheek to meditate. She can make fengqingxiao lonely to such a degree. I don't know how the emperor spent his previous 27 years of single life?

"Cough..."

She coughed twice and looked around. Fortunately, she was the only one. No one was aware of her evil thoughts. She smiles and shakes her head. Ouyang Baofeng, the fox elder brother, is going to have a baby. She doesn't know which of the four beauties around him is so lucky to be pregnant with a little fox.

I deeply feel that in this letter, Feng Qingxiao is eager to have a child. Although he didn't say a word about having children that time, she didn't know how much he was looking forward to having a child.

"This kind of thing, do you want to use medicine and what means? It's amazing to let nature take its course... "

A little tangled, a little hesitant, she is not worried, but Feng Qingxiao has 27 years old, and is the king of a country, of course, anxious to have children. The last time she went to guining, her cheap father's new stepmother, but she mentioned it very implicitly. It was obviously asked by her father.

"When will I return to my hometown? I think it's about winter! "

Feng Qingxiao looks at Yun Zihuang's simple reply, and suddenly he is in a bad mood, so Jinluan hall enters the deep winter season ahead of time!