Yan Zun's Stealing Saint Queen

What? She was an unfavored concubine again. Qingyang rolled her eyes. Since she had caught up with the time travel trend, she had to reluctantly reform the ancient feudal system where concubines were not favored. She Qingyang is not the soft persimmon you used to rub. She wants to hit me, right? The first time I see you, I will kick you to pieces. Ah? You still dare to use negative words, no matter how negative you are, can you be more negative than me? I'll give you a 'Midnight Hehuan Powder' and let you sing every night without even knowing who the father of the child in your belly is. She originally thought that she would be as prosperous as before in this life, but she didn't know why that cold and beautiful man was always against her. But every time Qingyang lowered her head and sighed, she missed the smile in the man's twinkling eyes. Xuanyuan Yan is also called Yan Ze. Under the cold and bloodthirsty mask is a face as ugly as a ghost, but who knows what a face that is unique in the world. At the first sight, she fell into his eyes and became embedded in his bones and blood, and he was bound to haunt her for the rest of his life. He said I don't care about others, but you can't be afraid of me, even if I'm as ugly as a ghost. In fact, this is a story of doting and being doted on between an alternative thief who is a little sinister, a little cunning, and a little capable, and a handsome, cool, angry, and awkward man. Highlights A certain man came in angrily with a piece of paper, slapped it on the table, and shouted in a low voice: "Lou Qingyang, what does this mean?" The elegant woman held the teacup, glanced lazily at the paper on the table, and said without raising her head: "It's just a love letter from the third prince. Oh, I forgot to tell you. This is the first love letter I have ever received." A certain handsome man was no longer cold-blooded. Veins were pulsing in his forehead. With a strong movement of his hand, the fine rosewood table and love letters were instantly destroyed. As a result, starting from the next day, a certain woman smiled like a fox and counted one 'love letter' from a certain man every day. Highlights One dark and stormy night, the woman secretly took over another business. When she arrived at her destination, a certain woman raised her hands, and the guards outside the door fell to the ground. She ducked into the door, unaware that a slender and tall figure in the corner behind her ordered the people around her: "Replace everyone here with us, create some difficult obstacles, but if she is injured, everyone here will pay the price." The crowd behind them was in a state of confusion. Could they have gone too far? Highlights "Mother." Yan Xiaobao's twinkling eyes flashed with a hint of calculation, just like his father. "Huh?" "When are you going to teach Xiaobao your special skills?" Hey, this way you can abduct your mother out of the palace together. "Your father won't let your mother go out." A certain woman also looked bored. "Mother, it's not that Xiaobao is talking about you. Look at your dignified Dark Night Rakshasa being trapped in this birdcage by your father. Are you willing?" "I'm not willing to give in." A certain woman nodded in agreement and glanced sadly at the man who appeared behind Yan Xiaobao. The next day, an imperial edict shocked the whole country. A certain irresponsible emperor passed the throne to his five-year-old son, euphemistically saying that the path to becoming an emperor must be cultivated from an early age. And he himself took his wife to travel around the mountains and rivers.