Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

In Beiqing Royal Palace, Empress Qingshuang sat in front of a dressing table carved out of ivory.

In front is a half-height mirror polished with crystals, and several female officers are grooming for her to make preparations for early advance.

The female emperor Qingshuang looked at herself in the mirror, without a wrinkled face, as smooth as a peeled litchi.

When I thought of it in a few days, I was going to put on a festive dress, and when I stood across from myself, Feng Lan, who had longed for many years, the mood of the Empress could not help but surging.

She took the beauty pill from the female officer and swallowed it with warm water.

The female officer's hand shook slightly behind him, and the horns that had slipped through the temples combed under his weight.

"Rouxiang, what's the matter with you, you're clumsy." The emperor's elegant and noble face frowned.

"The holy life, the slave-servant deserves death." The timid voice frowned slightly.

The female emperor remembered that Rouxiang had been killed by herself.

Rouxiang is the female officer who "served" Fenglan in and out of the Cloud Temple. She used to be the emperor's favorite female officer. She was attentive and able to comb out a very beautiful hair style.

It's a pity that she shouldn't be salivating Fenglan and she has become Fenglan's woman.

The female emperor was a little sorry for the good skill of the female palace.

The empress touched her hair, which was not very clean, and was a little unhappy, but when she thought of the marriage that was being closely planned, she was too lazy to care about the clumsiness of the new female officer.

The empress put on the dragon robe and went up.

The woman officer knelt on the ground and shuddered, and a woman officer who knew her well picked her up.

"Why haven't you been so careless, fortunately, the Holy Spirit has been in a good mood recently, or even if you have ten heads that are not enough to cut off." Listening to the murmur of companions, the new female officer secretly stuffed the horns into her sleeves. .

In the past few days, when she combed the hair of the empress, she found that the hair loss was very serious. The emperor had a kind of almost morbid harshness on her appearance and manners. If she found out, the entire dormitory would be guilty. .

The new female officer was uneasy and hid a large black long hair wrapped around her horns.

The emperor went up to the house with joy, but returned to the dormitory with a belly fire.

Feng Lan did not go up, but Chen Tuo, who had always been ill and refused to go up, rarely came.

But as soon as he appeared, he took a number of Beiqing generals and asked to resign from his official post.

His intention was obvious. It was clear that he did not approve of the empress's marriage.

Not only that, the two princes of the emperor, with the veterans who supported them, knelt down in front of the temple and admonished them, saying that Feng Lan could not be the emperor, Feng Lan was the husband of the emperor ’s sister The heir, the younger sister and the brother-in-law got married, and it was unreasonable and contrary to ethics.

Whatever the rule of law, to put it bluntly, the two unfilial sons are not afraid that after they have established Fenglan as the emperor, they may establish Fengxin as the prince, threatening their future inheritance rights.

The generals including Chen Tuo Yigan also collectively demanded their resignation.

The emperor's persecution and the opposition of the civil and military officials made the emperor very upset.

The female emperor looked at the Manchu dynasty's civil martial arts. She had been in power for many years. These faces she faced every day. Those who are familiar can no longer be familiar.

Today, no one is on her side.

What a sadness in the empress's heart.

She remembered Feng Lan's absolute departure that day, and remembered that she forced her biological sister to jump off the cliff ...

The scars that she deliberately hid in the deepest part of her heart, in the early morning of this day, suddenly turned into blood and pus, and she was torn apart, unrecognizable.

For a while, the emperor's qi and blood were not smooth. After being so angry, she felt sullen and returned to the dormitory with a tantrum.

She already understood that she had reached this stage today and it was impossible for her to give up Fenglan.

Feng Lan, for her, has become the last match for heating.

She can't leave it, nor can she.

Only by letting Feng Lan accept her and regain the support of Feng Mansion can she stand up again and become the eminent empress.

"Holy Lord, your marriage with the Phoenix King?" The ceremonial officer's face was full of anguish, and she told her the steps of the wedding.

This should have been done by Feng Lan, but now, he doesn't even want to glance at her.

"Informing the world that the wedding will be held as usual, and telling the people waiting outside who would dare to say one more word, I cut his head."

The emperor rubbed her temples and leaned on the dragon couch, only to feel dizzy.

This time, she became more and more tired, but after reading a few books, she couldn't help but closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The female officers did not dare to disturb, and after the door was concealed, the room was dark.

A moth-like butterfly flew in and landed on the empress's robe.

The moth's wings shuddered, and the fine scale powder filled the air and penetrated under the empress's nose.

There was a gray cloud ahead, and there was something passing by her.

The emperor was shocked to find that she stood alone on the cliff.

It was a huge cliff, and the cold wind like a knife cut across her.

Suddenly, a man appeared in front of her.

That's a woman, she has a big belly.

A face is as beautiful as a flower, and that face, Empress Qingshuang can't forget it until her death.

That's the face of sister Qingfeng.

"Qingfeng, why are you? Are you dead?"

The emperor was scared to take a small step back, behind him, a rock fell to the cliff.

The female emperor's face was pale, she was calm and calm, and she punched Qingfeng.

Qingfeng's figure disappeared, but soon appeared in front of her again.

"Qing Feng, when you were alive, you were not my opponent, and you wanted to make trouble after your death. I told you that you will never be my opponent. Feng Lan is going to be married to me, and even if you are not reconciled, it is useless.

In front of him, Qing Feng was covered with blood.

There was a knife in her abdomen, blood fell down on the edge of the knife, and her legs and clothes were stained red. She stepped closer to the empress, and her voice was sad and cold.

"Sister, Sister Qingshuang, why did you hurt me, and you killed my child. That's your niece. Look, she is so cute, just like you when you were a child." Said, Qing Feng's pale and unnatural hands fell on her swollen belly.

The hand pierced into the abdomen, after a terrible flesh and blood sound, Qingfeng's hand, there was a more bloody fetus, the fetus is so small, so ugly.

Qingfeng laughed wildly, and threw the child to the empress Qingshuang.

"Ah!" The emperor woke up from the nightmare when she touched the fetus just before her flesh and body were formed, and rolled off the dragon couch.

She gasped heavily, her hands and feet were cold, and suddenly the empress felt something light on her head, something fell from her eyes.