Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling Chapter 1023: I take off my shirt with the general (2)

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Xi has a plan in mind.

If she wanted to change, she had to help her deal with all aspects. There was still more than half a year before the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet where the accident happened. Even though he was extremely anxious, he had to recall Beijing.

To protect her, you must have enough military power and status!

Beirong, who will destroy Dakang in the future, cannot stay. When he defeats Beirong and leads his troops back to Beijing, we will see who dares to disrespect her——

Since the reason why the queen was ostracized was that she had no heirs, instead of being bullied and given a harem by a woman who disgusted her, why not let her marry an upright royal husband?

Xi pinched her chin and smiled.

Well, for example, in this election for the royal wife, he voted for himself first.

Let all the soldiers under his command vote for themselves.

And those who covet her.

He will strangle them to death one by one!

There are even rumors among the people that she was too lecherous. A prince rebelled in the name of the Qing soldiers, and she burned herself in the palace and died.

He held on to his seriously injured body and led his soldiers and guards on horseback towards the camp.

If he wants to change everything, first of all, he cannot be a useless person who is going to die.

——Limited to eight months, before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

He will return to the capital with honor!

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The eighth day of the eighth lunar month.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Have you heard about the great victory of the Northwest Army!"

A crisp cheer broke the dead atmosphere in the palace, and the palace maid ran into the room happily, shouting excitedly.

Tong Su lay on the dragon bed and rolled her eyes. Without even raising her head, let alone giving any reaction to the palace maid, Tong Su continued lying on the dragon bed, turning a page of an old framed book and reading carefully.

This is her palace. The decorations in the palace are luxurious and luxurious, but there is an uncomfortable feeling of loneliness.

There was not a single person waiting in the huge palace, and they were all silent. The tea on the table had already gone cold, but no one came to replace it.

When the palace maid Qing He who ran in saw this, she pouted and complained softly: "Your Majesty, you didn't even listen to me!"

Tong Su said lazily: "I'm listening, you continue."

"Oh, oh! I'm talking about the great victory of the Northwest Army! General Xi led 3,000 light cavalry and galloped 300 miles, went straight to the tent of King Xirong, killed the King of Xirong himself before thousands of troops, and still escaped unharmed!"

Qinghe's eyes were shining, he held his hands on his chest, and said with admiration on his face: "The prince of Xirong was so angry that he led his army to chase him, but he was caught by the ambushing army! Chaos! During the battle, the prince of Xirong was stabbed to death by General Xi again——"

Tong Su said: "If he wins, he wins. It's good. My country is more stable."

"Your Majesty, General Xi is on his way back with his army. Why don't you care?" The palace maid Qinghe was so anxious that she was running around in circles. "You will be old enough this year and it's time for you to take charge. Why don't you care so much?"

Before she finished speaking, the door of the palace suddenly clicked, and a gloomy and high-pitched ridicule floated in: "What do you care about? Your Majesty doesn't care, how can you, a palace maid, speak for you?"

While talking, the door of the palace opened, and several young eunuchs stood respectfully on both sides. Some were dusting the dust, while others were clearing the way. A figure in gorgeous robes slowly walked in.

Qing He's face changed, and he stepped back in horror, lowering his head respectfully: "Nine...thousand years old..."

The **** who came in was a fair-faced and beardless eunuch. He was nearly forty years old. He had fine lines at the corners of his eyes, but his appearance was still feminine and delicate. He was obviously a eunuch, but he was dressed in the official uniform of a first-class official.

In front of and behind him, countless young eunuchs were waiting in fear, almost all wanting to lay down thick brocade before he could take the next step.

Si Li Bingbi, the **** and admiral, is known as the nine-thousand-year-old eunuch, Yunzong.