In the past, Yan Chen had to smile generously in order to be decent, even if his heart was as bitter and astringent as he had eaten lemon, and he would pretend to be generous and meet the concubines who came to see her joke in the name of greeting him.

Yan Chen really thought about Emperor Chu. Even if he was not feeling well or for the sake of the rules, he would force him to meet the concubines. Although no one said it, the idea that the queen was easy to bully had long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Jiujiu is not Yan Chen.

She didn't love Emperor Chu, and knew that no matter how good she did, Emperor Chu would not appreciate it. She would only plot against her. Naturally, she would do whatever she felt comfortable.

When Jiujiu got up, the concubines of Emperor Chu had been waiting for half an hour. Jiujiu was not in a hurry to meet them. Instead, she washed slowly and asked Qingxing to invite the concubines in after breakfast.

After entering Fengyi Palace, the concubines found their own seats according to their positions, knelt down in unison, and said respectfully: "Greetings to the Queen, Queen Mother, Jin'an."

Jiujiu picked up the teacup, ate the tea, waited for a while, and then slowly said: "Get up."

Those concubines were used to Yan Chen invited them in on time every day. The first time they waited outside for so long, they couldn't help but feel resentful, let alone being difficult for Jiujiu when she was delivering her tribute just now, and she had been squatting for so long.

However, who doesn’t know that although the Empress is not favored, she has the Yan family as her backer.

The Yan family holds millions of lions, and even Emperor Chu has to retreat, let alone concubines from small families.

But with more people, there are always some who are blind.

Especially, He Zhaoyi, who was favored by Emperor Chu recently, thinks he is favored and is much better than the Queen, the old hen who is not favored, who has nothing to do. He just sat down and started to attack: "Did the Queen sleep well yesterday?"

Who in the palace knows that except for the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, Emperor Chu never set foot in Fengyi Palace. Jiujiu does not need to serve Emperor Chu. She can fall asleep every day when it gets dark. How could she not sleep well?

If you really have to sleep well, it must be because of jealousy that burns your heart, so you can't sleep well.

The words of Zhaoyi are simply killing people.

If Yan Chen had heard this, he would have felt sour and sad for a long time.

But Jiujiu had no intention of Emperor Chu. These words were not painful or itchy to her, and it was not as good as Zhaoyi's subordinates, which made her feel unhappy.

The teacup in Jiujiu's hand hit the table hard, making a loud "clang" sound.

Everyone who was waiting to watch the fun just now subconsciously looked at Jiujiu.

The Empress, who always had a smile on her face, was covered in coldness, and the ice that seemed to be even more ancient was condensed in her eyes, which made them feel palpitations. Especially He Zhaoyi, who had just spoken out, was so scared that she knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Grandmaster calm down."

"Stop the anger?" Jiujiu turned her head and glanced at Qingxing. Qingxing immediately cleaned the table with a light hand and gave her a cup of new tea.

Jiujiu picked up the teacup and drank it, and said slowly, "With you here, why did I extinguish it?"

Yan Chen is gentle, and even if the concubines make a mistake, they just smile. They are used to Yan Chen and Feng Xiyu's sudden tyranny, which makes all the concubines' hearts tremble. If they were not the same person, they would almost think that they were tyrants from where they came from.

The sound was still the same, but because Jiujiu could slow down the tone, a little coldness arose in He Zhaoyi's heart, especially when he was stared at by Jiujiu's black and white eyes, He Zhaoyi seemed to be staring at by an evil ghost. His body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his teeth were even bitten, and there were thousands of words in his stomach, but he couldn't even say a word begging for mercy.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to say it, but that she is so scared that she can’t say it.

Jiujiu stared at Zhaoyi's embarrassing appearance, and a disdainful smile appeared on her lips, and asked slowly: "Do you know you are wrong?"

He Zhaoyi didn't know where he was wrong now, but when he thought of Jiujiu's eyes that looked like beasts, he no longer had the courage to confront Jiujiu, and quickly kowtowed and admitted: "I know I'm wrong, please calm down."

"If you are a first offender, then you will be sentenced to three months of confinement and copy Buddhist scriptures thirty times."

Emperor Chu is not a long-lasting emperor. His favor has a deadline, sometimes for three to five days, sometimes for three to two months. If you want to completely hold his heart, the only way is to conceive Emperor Chu's descendants.

He Zhaoyi was a talented scholar who entered the palace this year. He was favored for less than a month and was banned for three months.

There were countless beauties in the harem, and countless more beautiful people than Zhaoyi. She could not see Emperor Chu in three months. When the confinement was lifted, she was probably forgotten by Emperor Chu.

Once you enter the deep palace, it is as deep as the sea.

Being forgotten by Emperor Chu means losing favor, and what people in the palace are best at is to praise and step on low. By then, her life will be even more uncomfortable than death.

He Zhaoyi subconsciously wanted to beg for mercy, hoping that Jiujiu could take back his life, but as soon as she looked up, she met Jiujiu's eyes that had condensed with cold light.

The feeling of life and death being controlled by someone's palm once again enveloped He Zhaoyi. He couldn't even speak a word with Zhaoyi, and there was no sound in an instant.

Jiujiu took action and deal with Zhaoyi, who was in the limelight recently. How dare the others sing the opposite tune with Jiujiu?

After packing up with Zhaoyi, Jiujiu raised her eyelids and glanced at Concubine Cheng who was serving the bed last night.

Concubine Cheng was the concubine who served by Emperor Chu when he was a prince, but his mother's status was too low. Even if she was favored by Emperor Chu, she could only get the title of a concubine.

Concubine Cheng has been with Emperor Chu for almost two years. Although she has not had a son or half of her daughter, because of the previous love of sharing joys and sorrows, she would always spend two or three days to sleep every month, which is one of the few long-lasting objects of Emperor Chu.

Concubine Cheng is the concubine who gave birth to the eldest son of Emperor Chu.

Calculate the time, Concubine Cheng is almost pregnant.

Emperor Chu told Yan Chen that he could not give birth to a child, so he would not have his own child.

Jiujiu just took care of He Zhaoyi, who was favored recently, and now she stared at her intently. Even though Concubine Cheng knew that she had not done anything to provoke Jiujiu, she still couldn't help but start to stir up trouble.

Jiujiu's gaze was as sharp as a knife, and she could cut open layers of skin and flesh, and see through the deepest heart.

Concubine Cheng was uncomfortable when Jiujiu looked at her and couldn't help but ask with a smile: "Empress, what's wrong with the concubine today?"

"Never." Jiujiu took a sip of the teacup and whispered: "I just think Cheng Fei's makeup today is particularly exquisite."

Jiujiu said it was makeup, and Concubine Cheng didn't want to think about anything else, so she smiled and said, "Some tricks are just a few, but they are not as elegant and luxurious as you, the demeanor of your mother, who is in the world."

Concubine Cheng knew that her mother's family was humble and would never be enthroned by the queen. Even if Yan Chen was gone, there would be other noble girls. Now she just wants to accumulate energy and give birth to a prince as soon as possible. For Jiujiu, try not to provoke him.
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