"Where are you?" Jiang Jiang asked back.

"I... the second prince is right." But Yan Qingheng would not want to kill the little queen.

Obviously, Jiang Jiang also thought of this, "It shouldn't be him."

"I have a rough idea, but I'm not yet mature, so I need to make sure." Thinking of what Concubine Jing said, Jiang Jiang really didn't dare to imagine that if Lin Xiuyi was lying to play with her...

Forget it, Jiang Jiang exhaled a deep breath, and then patted Qin Fuhua's shoulder carelessly, "Brother, wait for my news."

"Goodbye." After saying that, he waved his hand and walked towards the Political Affairs Hall.

Qin Fuhua, who was patted on the shoulder, froze for a moment. Why is Da Yan's little queen... so casual as if she is in the world.

...It seems that this is something she can do in his perception.

As soon as Jiang Jiang arrived at the Political Affairs Hall, she met Concubine Yan walking out of the hall. She stood under the steps and smiled at Concubine Yan, "What a coincidence, Concubine Yan."

Concubine Yan supported the palace maid's hand and walked down one by one. Her lazy and beautiful eyes looked down at Jiang Jiang with a smile, "The palace people all said that the Queen's life is not long, and it seems that they are all gossiping. Isn't this good?"

In this sentence of Concubine Yan... was he very disappointed that she was not dead? Haha, I hoped that she would die so bluntly, and I really thought she was as bad as if she was dead.

Jiang Jiang raised his professional smirk, his attitude was quite gentle, but his concern was very unique, "Can the Imperial Concubine be scolded by His Majesty? I think you look bad."

"Do you want me to introduce the imperial physician to you?"

Just kidding, she is the one who can turn back to the palace with anger. She has so many keyboard warriors under her comic works, have she ever been afraid of it!

When Concubine Yan heard this, her eyes were slightly cool, and she glanced at the lonely Jiang Jiang disdainfully, "There is no need for the queen to be kind, I am very good."

She curled up the corners of her lips, "It's the Empress, she vomited blood a few days ago. Today, she came to the Political Consultative Palace and didn't even see the shadow of a palace maid. I am really sad for the Empress. If you, the palace maid in Fengqi Palace, are disobedient, I am very happy to be a palace maid."

"Hey, I didn't expect that Concubine Yan was already idle enough to be the only one who wanted to take care of the maids of the palace in this palace."

Jiang Jiang shook her head and sighed, "Is it because Concubine Wen is too virtuous and is tired when she sees Concubine Yan, so she deliberately stops all her work on her and let Concubine Yan rest?"

When Concubine Yan heard this, her eyebrows sank. The queen was so sharp that every word was so sharp that she was stuck in her heart. She hid it well for more than half a year after entering the palace. Many people thought she was extremely harmless.

She held back her anger and gritted her teeth, "The Queen will not bother with this matter."

"Where are you, help me manage the harem. As a leader, you must not care about your subordinates." Jiang Jiang smiled very brightly. When she saw Eunuch Deng standing outside the hall gate, she pursed her lips and smiled reservedly.

"Concubine Yan is walking slowly, I will go to see Your Majesty first."

Looking at the little queen's cheerful steps, Yan Guifei was so angry that she clenched the embroidered handkerchief in her hand. Why didn't this glass of poisoned wine poison her to death?

This was Jiang Jiang's first time in the Political Consultation Hall. He looked at every place in the hall with curiosity. Finally, he had to sigh: solemn and majestic, low-key and luxurious, and very imposing.

On the high hall, Emperor Qiming put down the cinnabar pen, closed the official document and put it aside. He looked at Jiang Jiang, who looked around with his little eyes. His eyes softened slightly, and he smiled kindly, "You are not well yet. If you don't keep your body well, why do you want to come to the Political Affairs Hall?"

Jiang Jiang hurriedly stood up straight when she heard this, "Well, I want to ask Your Majesty for something."

"Speak and listen."

"Old Deng, give him a seat." Emperor Qiming raised his hand and signaled, and Eunuch Deng brought a chair with a soft cushion.

Jiang Jiang had adapted a lot to the appearance of an old elder like Emperor Qiming, so he was not polite. "I hope that when Concubine Wen wants to raise the seventh prince, His Majesty can hand over the decision to Xiaoqi."

It would be too arrogant to ask the old emperor not to agree.

"Can."

watt?!

Emperor Qiming happily agreed, which made Jiang Jiang confused for a moment.

No, she wanted to be tactful and retreated second, but the old emperor didn't even give him a chance to bargain, and at least she used the bitter plan she had thought about for a night.

Jiang Jiang was still a little unbelievable. She deeply suspected that there was auditory hallucination in her ears, "Just... just agree?"

Concubine Jing also said that the Wen family was the confidence of Concubine Wen, and Concubine Yan was careful to give in. Her little queen, Wen Bohou's mansion, was like a joke, and she was completely incomparable to the Wen family. Why did Your Majesty agree so quickly?

"I don't think much about it." Emperor Qiming smiled, and his majesty was removed, which was extremely approachable. "Are you still used to living in the Eastern Palace?"

"It's okay." Except for the prince who suddenly turned against him, he was forced to go to bed early, had no book, no changeable kitchen, no studio, no...

Jiang Jiang frowned and thought deeply, as if he was not as good as Fengqi Palace anywhere.

Yan Huaishu was the first killer weapon in the East Palace to persuade her to withdraw.

Her eyes lit up suddenly, "Your Majesty, can I go back to Fengqi Palace now?"

The old emperor agreed, but there was no matter what Yan Huaishu!!!

Thinking of the dog man who even took the hot letters to her last night, she was so angry that she was itchy.

Fortunately, she still felt that he was very gentle when comforting her. It was just an illusion!

"Do you want to go back?" Emperor Qiming's eyes dimmed, and then he smiled kindly again, "That's OK."

"It just so close to Fengqi Palace is to the Zhengzheng Hall, so let the prince live in the side hall of Fengqi Palace for the time being."

"What?" Jiang Jiang couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. She didn't want to drag her around when she left the East Palace.

She took Yan Huaishu, who dragged Changling.

"What, the queen is not happy?" Emperor Qiming explained patiently, "The murderer who killed you has not been found yet, only the prince is the most at ease."

"And he is your master who learns riding and archery. I will go to see when the antidote from the Imperial Hospital can be prepared. Before the national master comes, the queen must learn riding and archery quickly."

The old emperor's reasons sounded quite sufficient at first glance... she couldn't refute it.

When Jiang Jiang left with a daze, Eunuch Deng returned to the Political Consultative Hall and saw that Emperor Qiming had restrained his kindness before and reviewed the memorials with a cinnabar pen in his hand. He was obviously a majestic emperor who ruled the world and wisely ruled the matter.

"Your Majesty, why did you let Your Highness go to Fengqi Palace? Your Highness is already suspicious. Isn't your move..." It's too radical.

"Old Deng, he is about to find it." Emperor Qiming dipped ink again, his expression faintly, "When the national teacher returns to Shengjing, he will find whatever he wants to know."

He raised his head, and a dark light flashed in his deep eyes, "The Qin people have touched Jing'an, and 80% of the news he received was deliberately passed by Qin."

Emperor Qiming's tone was very firm, "I want to let the queen stay in Dayan and stay here forever."
Chapter completed!