After the Tyrant Dressed As a Woman Disguised As a Man

Laughing naturally cannot be laughed, at least not now. On the face of it, although she is the only heir left by the first emperor, the relationship between the emperor and the prince has never been good.

If she smiled in front of the emperor's coffin, she was afraid that the position was not hot yet, she would be called a father-killer by someone who was caring.

Qiao Qing has not forgotten the eye-catching eyes in the memory of the original owner, not to mention that she hasn't sat on the golden chair yet, even if she sits on it, she may not be able to sit firmly.

Who made the emperor's brothers not dead yet? It was said that the emperor wanted the minister to die, and the minister had to die, but all dynasties and generations had so many rebellious courtiers and thieves.

The monarch is too weak, and there is no competent minister who is loyal to the emperor. It is inevitable that he will be reduced to a puppet in the hands of the traitor. It is said that it is the three thousand harem, but it is actually a breeding machine.

The first prince didn't have many people at his disposal, not to mention that he was actually a woman, and he didn't even have the ability to breed the courtier's daughters.

Before she holds the power, she may fall into the abyss if she takes a wrong step.

Qiao Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at the **** who was so sad for the emperor in front of him.

Feng Dexi was an old man by the emperor's side. He was a commonplace in official worship. He was a close minister to the emperor, and he was the emperor's favorite.

Before the second prince died, Donggong had suffered several losses in the hands of the favored father-in-law Feng. The prince often accused him of being an old steward, and he also scolded him several times.

After all, Feng Dexi was a loyal dog in front of the emperor. He liked who the emperor liked.

Now that the emperor is dying, if Qiao Qing is happy, this father-in-law Feng will not cheat him a few times.

The original owner obviously disliked Feng Dexi so much that Qiao Qing, who had merged her memory, became angry when he looked at Father Feng.

The crown prince's crow feather-colored eyelashes drooped, and he made a decision in his heart.

Father Feng raised his face after crying, and Qiao Qing stretched out his hand and slapped him.

Regardless of the prince's weak body, but his strength is not small, this is also one of the reasons why others have not doubted his identity as a man for many years.

With a "pop", Father Feng had a very distinct red palm print on his face. The corner of Qiao Qing's eyes glanced at his hand, tusk, and it was really smeared with powder.

Qi Chaoxibai, scholar-bureaucrats and noble sons like to apply powder, the face of the **** in the palace is also painted as a palette, and the face powder is three kilograms thick.

This slap was very clear and loud, overwhelming the wind and snow roaring outside, beating Feng Dexi, and stunned the palace servants who were waiting for the prince.

Before Feng Dexi was wronged, Qiao Qing reprimanded: "Where did the ghosts come from? It is not good to pretend to be Father Feng, and curse the emperor!"

The little yellow gate next to the prince was also clever, and he hurriedly got close to the young prince and put a thick cloak on her: "His Royal Highness, you are not dreaming, but the real father-in-law Feng is here."

Qiao Qing looked at her hand, and then at Feng Dexi, her eye circles were dyed red, because her hoarse voice was a bit stern when she was sick: "Don't fool the gu, Father... Father is in good health!"

The prince was silent for a while, obviously still unable to accept the bad news. She moved her lips and asked Feng Dexi, "Do you feel pain?"

Feng Dexi received such a slap, which was originally annoying, but after listening to the prince's words, watching the cautiousness on the prince's face, the eyes full of hope made his heart aching again.

Yes, the prince is also a poor child, although he is noble, but he lost his mother when he was young, and he was not loved by the emperor.

He didn't like the prince, he felt that his body was weak and his character was violent. To the emperor, the father, he had never had a good face and was not sensible at all. But now think about it, your majesty is indeed eccentric.

He wiped a drop of turbid tears from the corner of his eyes, and sighed deeply: "Your Majesty wants to see Your Highness, you go with the old slave."

Qiao Qing heard his words and knew that the effect of this slap had been achieved.

Feng Dexi was about the same age as today's son. He has served the emperor for more than 20 years. In his heart, the power of gold and silver is important, but the emperor is more important.

She slowed down a bit: "Go get some medicine for lonely use and give it to Father Feng."

An apology is impossible to apologize, the original owner is just like that, even if he knows that he is wrong, he definitely does not have the reason for the master to say sorry to the slave.

What's more, the prince was not kind in the past. She really said that, she would only be suspected of having ulterior motives.

The caring little yellow door immediately offered a good wound medicine, and some silver two as an apology.

The prince usually arrogant and arrogant, slap him, this is already an awkward way to apologize. Feng Dexi had already ignored this matter, but now he was moved a little bit in his heart.

Today is a son like Qiao Qing. The emperor died and the prince succeeded to the throne. This is already a certainty. However, Feng Dexi knew that the prince had deep admiration for his biological father, and he was reluctant to let the emperor die. He naturally liked the prince a bit.

The prince is cold and kind, but he is actually a good and filial child!

The "cold-faced and kind-hearted" Qiao Qing got into the carriage and wiped the powder on her hands with the kerchief. She frowned slightly—the next time she beat someone, she would better let someone else beat her. It's cool, it means the hand hurts when the reaction force hits.

Sitting on the other side of the carriage, Feng Dexi continued to observe the prince, seeing that "he" had cold eyebrows, frowning eyebrows, and thin lips that were somewhat similar to the emperor when he was young. Knowing that the prince was worried about the emperor, he felt more Feeling relieved.

When he arrived at the emperor’s palace, Feng Dexi took the lead and whispered a few words to the seriously ill emperor. He wiped his tears and invited Qiao Qing in: "His Majesty, Your Majesty would like to speak with you."

Qiao Qing saw the prince on the hospital bed, and he was reluctant to let the emperor die in front of Feng Dexi.

When the emperor was in front of her, she became a saw-mouthed gourd again, suffocating dryly: "Isn't it good for you, don't you sleep well, and don't let others sleep."

After complaining, she suppressed the emperor's corner, and then said nothing.

Qi State was a rather short-lived dynasty in history. She didn't know which emperor was called and what day he lived and died.

Being in such a place that cannibalize people without spitting out bones, Qiao Qing has always used the worst malice to speculate that this eccentric emperor is not good for the prince at all.

In case the emperor did not die today at all, he was just not reconciled, and wanted to try her "son"'s conscience, and then came to sit up with a dying illness and scold her for being an unfilial son.

The probability of this situation is very low, but not impossible.

Before the emperor died, Qiao Qing would never do anything outrageous.

Although the prince was as silent and awkward as in the past, Feng Dexi just said a lot of good things in the ear of the emperor.

When Qiao Qing came out, she didn't do any special dressing. She was woken up from sleep, her hair was messy, and her face was flushed by the cold wind. It was not the kind of healthy blush, but the kind of dullness. , Anoxic red.

She didn't paint the little yellow door and handed it something to wipe her face and lips, and her lips were a little dry by the wind, showing a bloodless black-blue color, looking very haggard.

The emperor didn’t like her sickly appearance on weekdays, but what Feng Dexi thought was right. The prince still admired his father in his heart. It was such a cold day that he was unkempt and disregarded when he missed his father. Image.

The prince was born very well. Although he was a little weaker, he felt handsome regardless of his eyebrows and looked like himself.

The emperor always wanted to let his second son succeed to the throne. Even though there was only a son like the prince, he was tortured by illness, and he was still unwilling.

Thinking of the good things Feng Dexi said for Qiao Qing, he now gave birth to a bit of pity, and a bit of regret. The prince just couldn't speak, and was too awkward, but he delayed this pure filial child.

When the father and son were speechless, the courtiers also got the will.

Officials dressed in wide shirts, large sleeves and lacquered sarong crowns stepped on heavy and sturdy black boots and hurriedly walked into the palace gate along the snowy palace wall.

The falling snow melted in an instant, and the snow water slid into their necks along the upright and serious eyebrows of these important court officials. It was cold and biting, and no one could care to wipe it.

The edict came too hastily, no one dared to delay half a minute on the road, until they saw Feng Dexi, the most favored **** beside the emperor, the pace of these courtiers slowed down.

"Master Feng, Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty invites all the sirs to come over today because of the important matter of the prince's succession to the throne."

Feng Dexi didn't directly say that the emperor was going to die, but his attitude had already made everything clear. The hearts of several people were shocked, and 80% of your Majesty couldn't survive tonight. This is the end of life!

When the courtiers entered the Taiji Hall and entered the Partial Hall from the main palace, what they saw was the prince with red eyes lying beside the emperor's bed, and all of them immediately thought about it.

There are girls of the right age in the family, and when the prince succeeds to the throne, they may find a suitable time to send their daughters and granddaughters into the palace.

Before the emperor could speak, the curtain on the door of the palace was opened, but the cold wind sent in a burst of fragrance from his daughter.

The young and beautiful woman combed up her buns and wore a deep red dress with a round breast. As a woman, Qiao Qing naturally saw that the other party had put on a very delicate and haggard makeup, with gentle eyebrows and red eyelids, which made her look extraordinarily pitiful. Beautiful and touching.

It was not someone else who came here, it was Mrs. Ding, who was deeply loved by the holy family. With a lovely son of Yuxue, the prince Qiao Qing was squeezed out, and Mrs. Ding almost succeeded in taking the position.

The author has something to say: the emperor burps in the next chapter