Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

I don't know what kind of unfortunate transactions have been made between Feng Wei and Qian An Ning.

All in all, from that day on, the number of Qian Aning’s entrance to the palace has become less and less.

Azhao knows very well that Feng Qi said something, but Feng Qi has no time to come over in the daytime, and occasionally come over at night, and he does not accept such a topic at all.

It has been a few months since then.

On this day, the gate of the Fuhua Palace, which had been in confinement for a long time, finally opened.

All the guards who were outside the door were all withdrawn, and Feng Wei’s black and white clothes came in.

He personally told A Zhao that she wanted to know: "After the mother, the rebellious forces have already been in vain."

A Zhao asked: "How is Shijia?"

Feng Wei whispered: "The chief culprit Hu Guogong and Guang Chenggong were killed on the spot, Shi Shiman was detained and waiting to be disposed of."

In order to rebel against a major crime, it is theoretically necessary to marry the Nine.

This waiting for disposal, presumably even Feng Wei, also took a lot of effort to convince the courtiers.

And he did it for only one reason.

for her.

She is a stone family after all.

A Zhao smiled, got up from the seat, walked to Feng Qi, and sorted out a slightly scattered neckline for him.

"Your Majesty, Shijia, can't stay."

Feng Yi grabbed her hand: "If the stone family does their best, how will outsiders see the mother?"

A Zhao looked up at him.

This person, from the beginning of his position, is keeping a low profile in the dawn. Today, it is a good opportunity for Liwei.

If even such a big sin is gently let go, no matter what he is for the stone family, in the courtiers, in the eyes of the people, this emperor is just a soft emperor.

They may love him, but they will not fear him.

She thought like this, slowly picking up her toes and gently kissed him in the corner of his lips.

In the eyes of Feng Wei’s shocked and ecstatic eyes, she smirked and smiled softly: "Is it true that you are a good man, can you still protect me?"

She did not wait to answer.

Because the man in front of him directly hugged her up.

"I can!"

Feng Qi holding people, like holding a rare treasure.

He put Azhao carefully on the soft collapse, and he then squatted on the ground: "After the mother, after the mother..."

He took up her hand, like an oath, and put it on his own heart: "I swear, this life, alive and well in the world, will not ask the mother to suffer a little bit of grievance. ”

Azhao smiled at him.

Feng Qi was intoxicated in the smile, slowly stood up, approached, accurately grabbed the sweet smell...

......

In this world, Azhao, with the status of the Empress Dowager, accompanied Feng Qi together for a lifetime.

Feng Wei has kept his promise.

Everyone knows that Da Zhou’s Shengye Emperor is pure and filial, and he serves as a mother-in-law who is one year younger than himself.

In the life of Azhao, he has never suffered a slight grievance.

After the emperor's death, he was buried in the tomb of Huayuan Emperor by example.

In fact, it is only a cloak of the emperor's tomb, but even because of the selfishness and monopoly of the rich, even the crown is not Azhao.

No one knows that the shackles created by a thousand-year-old golden nanmu have been secretly sent to the imperial mausoleum that Shengye Emperor built for himself.

Even if he died, he would not allow the other to separate from himself.

Feng Qi did not let A Zhao wait too long, Zhang Huiwen was too late to die in March, Shengye was seriously ill, and the early selection of the ancestral room was the new emperor.

He walked very peacefully, and even could not wait to find the traces of the people he loved.