Concubine Xu De's brows suddenly frowned.

After thinking for a while, she said, "It is impossible. Your father wants the Queen's life, so many ways.

The Shen family was destroyed and the Fourth Prince died. The relatives of the Yu family did not dare to challenge the emperor at all. The emperor wanted to kill the empress, so he could not know it.

He doesn't have to do that at all."

"Why is that Empress..." Zhu Mao was very puzzled.

Although there is no future ahead, this life is not impossible. Why does the queen die?

Isn't it good to keep alive?

Concubine Xu De picked up the teacup and took a sip, her eyes turned, and said, "I know, she was unhappy in life, but she was happier when she died. Once she died, the position of the queen was vacant, and she was watching the fun underground!"

Zhu Mao's face turned blue: "Will the father be the queen again?"

"The harem should not be without a master for a day. No matter what the emperor thinks, there must be an empress in the palace," said Xu Defei.

Zhu Mao said: "In terms of qualifications and sons, it should be you."

Concubine Xu De smiled bitterly: "Is this matter still based on seniority? If it is really that simple, how could the prince's concubine die of illness be her turn to take over?"

There are three women in the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

She and Feng have both given birth to Lin'er, and Tang is pregnant.

She also had the dream of being upright at that time. After all, Maoer was the eldest son, and she was backed by the Shen family, Feng family, and Tang family were not from the Shen family.

As a result, the Shen family sent Yu to the mansion to be the step concubine.

"Then," Zhu Mao's throat rolled, "Who do you think it will be now? Concubine Hui?"

"Mao'er," Xu Defei raised her head, looked straight at Zhu Mao, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone is the same. No matter who sits on it, for you, your opponent is always the Third Highness and the Fourth Young Master. The other Highnesses are too young."

The new queen entered the central palace. Even if she had a son, she was still young and needed to wait for the child to grow up. If she had no son, it would be hard to say that she could give birth to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

She either does not obey these struggles or chooses to support them.

After all the selections, there are only three people who are now observing the politics of the six ministries.

For Concubine Xu De and Zhu Mao, it is best to win over it. If they cannot win over it, they must be prepared to vote for the other two.

Zhu Mao understood what Xu Defei meant and said, "If it were Concubine Hui, she would definitely be tempted by Yi Xiao."

"Do you know," Xu Defei lowered her voice, "Concubine Feng Jie had already voted for the fourth son?"

Zhu Mao opened his eyes wide and said for a while, "I have heard you say that Yixiao's wife would go to Jinhua Palace, and it was for Cheng Huan's cat on the surface."

Cats are naturally a trick to fool.

Xu Defei said: "I thought that the two of them had some exchanges of interests, but this is the case and will not be further deepened.

Today in the Central Palace, his wife went to the kitchen to prepare tea for Concubine Huo. Not long after the nanny saw it, Concubine Feng also went to that side.

I was afraid that they would notice it, so the nanny didn't follow.

Then, Feng Jieyu came back first. After a while, Yixiao’s wife came back with a tea tray.

Maybe I found a place where no one said something."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Mao gritted his teeth: "My second brother has become like that, why did she toss about it!"

"She is a crazy woman!" Xu Defei snorted.

Even my parents' family bite it. What if they are not crazy women?

"According to what you said, Concubine Hui and Concubine Feng are from their side," Zhu Mao said angrily, "Then we..."

Concubine Xu De shook her head in disagreement: "What are you anxious about? They are all from the fourth young master, not necessarily from the third prince. They both have not yet understood the relationship!"

"You don't know," Zhu Mao shook his head, "My third brother is not in the air now. I tried to mention a few words to him before, but it was uncommon, and I didn't care what I said."

Zhu Mao felt that Zhu Huan had changed.

If he had said something plausible a few years ago, Zhu Huan would have taken it to his heart.

Unlike Zhu Sheng's impatient attitude, Zhu Sheng would immediately go to trouble Huo Yixiao, but Zhu Huan would not. He would put it in his heart and reveal clues from his expression.

Gloomy, full of repulsion and alienation.

I have to say that without Zhu Sheng’s rampage, the scene has indeed changed a lot.

Without Mars, he and Zhu Yu could not lit up any amount of gunpowder in Zhu Huan's heart.

As soon as Zhu Yu died, Zhu Mao became more and more powerless.

No matter what he said, Zhu Huan would not remember Huo Yixiao's head.

"Now those two people are more stable than the other," Zhu Mao said.

Concubine Xu pursed her lips and pondered.

She could understand the reason.

Zhu Huan could take a small share of the teeth and achievements that the Six Divisions had extracted from the political affairs, but the hatred was all on Huo Yixiao.

Anyone who makes a profit and loses money will be happy.

Tang Zhaoyi and Zhu Huan have always been committed to steady action and are unwilling to be the best. This small benefit can satisfy them.

Zhu Sheng was paralyzed, Zhu Yu died, and his opponents were getting fewer and fewer. For Zhu Huan, instead of immediately cutting off the mat with Huo Yixiao, it would be better to take advantage of it and have no other opponents before attacking others.

The other opponents were still jumping around, and the two of them tore off first...

Tang Zhaoyi would never be able to do such a stupid thing, and would persuade Zhu Huan.

As long as Zhu Huan listens and doesn’t become stupid, he is the current situation.

"Sooner or later," Xu Defei finished speaking, showing a sad face, "but we can't wait for that sooner or later."

Zhu Mao still has a chance, but Zhu Huan and Huo Yixiao will not break up.

But Zhu Mao had no chance, so what if the two broke up?

Can they watch this fun when they are mother and son?

Their goal is the throne!

Concubine Xu De took a deep breath: "Although the situation is not good, we cannot be anxious at this time. If we think about it more, we will definitely find a way."

Zhu Mao lowered his eyes and responded.

It's hard to find a way.

The nanny who was waiting outside guessed the time and handed the words inside.

"Empress, Your Highness, the Central Palace must be almost ready."

Concubine Xu Deli's appearance was correct and said to Zhu Mao: "Go over first. Get the matter in front of you."

The central palace has been arranged.

Concubine Xu De glanced at the people inside and outside.

Everyone was red-eyed and crying. The concubines and princesses held their veils and looked sad.

As for the heart...

Except for the people who served the Empress in the Central Palace, no one in the heart felt a trace of grief.

Some people are good enough not to laugh.

Concubine Xu could see clearly, but she didn't say it through, because she was one of the people who made the gesture.

Rules are rules.

In the capital, the notice of the death of the queen had spread, and the post officials quickly whipped out of the city gate and sent letters to other prefectures.

In Yanzi Hutong, Cao checked every corner of his house to ensure that everything was foolproof. Then he went to the main house to reply.

Mrs. Gui leaned against the guide pillow and closed her eyes to meditate.

There are too many things to consider when Empress Yu’s death.
Chapter completed!