She thanks Concubine Wen for her considerate heart!

"Let her do it."

Jiang Jiang turned around and returned to the main hall, sat on the phoenix chair with a soft pillow, yawned lazily, and saw Mrs. Wen Bohou coming quickly.

And she was coming in full force, and she stood in the hall and asked sternly, "Did you ask someone to throw your sister into the yard?"

What the hell, Jiang Jiang frowned, "I'm sick, why did she do if I have nothing to do?"

After saying that, she remembered the incident of meeting a beggar when she left the palace. Yan Huaishu said he would deal with it. Could it be... Jiang Jiang had some guesses in her heart, and her face suddenly darkened. She gave Yueya a wink, and Yueya left with the palace maid after knowing it.

There was no one in the main hall, Jiang Jiang got up and walked down the high hall, with a little cool look in his starry eyes, "Madam Wen Bohou, before questioning this palace, do you have to ask your good daughter what did you do?"

Seeing Jiang Jiang's attitude so tough, the anger in his heart became more and more intense. "You have refused to see me many times. Now you still think your sister has done something wrong? She is so well-behaved, and it should be you who is wrong!"

This wild girl is really becoming more and more dissatisfied with discipline. How can this work?

"Damn, she's so brave!" Jiang Jiang responded without hesitation, her pretty eyebrows were full of chills, and she sneered, "You go back and ask, how dare she let a group of gangster beggars ruin the queen!"

"Why, in her eyes, Da Yan changed his surname, is it from the Jiang family?"

I remembered that when I turned around, I found a group of beggars standing silently behind her for a long time. Jiang Jiang still felt that the scene was standing on its hair, especially those arrogant and disgusting words. She really didn't expect that this was done by Jiang He.

Yan Huaishu never mentioned this, so she deliberately forgot it. Now that Mrs. Wen Bohou has the face to accuse her, how can she get the confidence?

"Do you still remember being a minister?"

Jiang Jiang pressed step by step, her little face tense, her eyes were cold, and her words were very clear, "I am the priest. Without Feng Quan and no ceremony to enthrone the queen, I am still the queen! Just try to murder the queen for her, let alone throw Jiang He into the yard, and I throw her into the snake cave, no one dares to say a word."

Jiang Jiang was already disgusted with Wen Bohou's mansion. "He is more heart than the sky and his life is thinner than paper. Be careful not to fall to death. Then your wife's seat will be at your head."

Mrs. Wen Bohou was forced to push to the palace gate by Jiang Jiang. When she had no choice but to retreat, she realized that Jiang Jiang dared to threaten her. Then she raised her hand and became angry, "Rebellious girl!"

With a slap, he slapped Jiang Jiang in the face quickly and accurately.

Jiang Jiang was stunned by this sudden slap. She looked at Mrs. Wen Bohou in disbelief. When she touched her stinging cheek, she saw a little blood stain on her fingertips.

The aunt even scratched her face.

She grew up so old that her parents had never touched a single finger of her, but now she was beaten by someone who thought she was her mother.

Mrs. Wen Bohou's slap was extremely relieved. She raised her chin proudly, "It's so presumptuous to dare to disobey filial piety and curse her parents!"

"Today, I want to teach you a lesson. I'm living in the palace and making enemies frequently. Now I don't even have the shadow of a child, and I still have the face to blame my parents!"

As he said that, he raised his hand to teach Jiang Jiang a lesson, but was stopped by Jiang Jiang quickly.

Jiang Jiang was so angry that he laughed at this kind of rhetoric, "Auntie, after talking for a long time, it was all my fault?"

After saying that, she swung her arm and slapped Mrs. Wen Bohou in the face neatly.

What about your mother?!

Think of her as a dog, right?!

Mrs. Wen Bohou was stunned by Jiang Jiang's slap. She never thought that Jiang Jiang would dare to fight back.

Jiang Jiang pinched her thighs hard, cried out with a wow, and pushed her open the door.

"Qinya...she hit me..."

Ruiya was carrying a cup of fruit tea to send it into the hall. Unexpectedly, before he arrived at the gate of the hall, he saw the little queen crying, and a long blood mark on her face bleeded out of blood, which made Xuanya feel distressed.

She hurriedly entrusted it to the palace maid beside her and went up to check the little queen's wound. Jiang Jiang was cold and white. The wound on her face was red and swollen, and it was very obvious. Crescent eyes suddenly became cold.

"The person comes, Mrs. Wen Bohou dares to hurt the queen, so she is detained immediately and handed over to Eunuch Deng for disposal."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Jiang who was pretending to wipe his tears, "Does the Empress agree?"

Of course she agreed, just… “Why should I leave it to Eunuch Deng?”

Eunuch Deng still cares about this matter?

Yueya smiled comfortably, "This is Your Majesty's will, to protect the Empress."

Then he gave a look to the palace servant, and no matter how much Mrs. Wen Bohou struggled to resist, he was still taken down.

Yueya took the fruit tea from the palace maid, asked someone to take the small medicine box, and said to Jiang Jiang, "Stop pretending, Empress, go back to have tea."

Jiang Jiang paused to pretend to wipe tears, then put down his hand and smiled, "Did you see it?"

"There is clearly howling behind you." Yueya couldn't help rolling her eyes. After all, she had been by the little queen for almost a year and knew her habits very well.

The little queen is very optimistic on weekdays and is also very strong when she is injured. Unless she collapses and can't help crying, she usually wipes her tears secretly.

After entering the hall, Jiang Jiang explained the matter clearly and made himself angry as a puffer fish.

"It's simply unreasonable. I haven't blamed Jiang He yet. She came here to protect her and hit me."

And those words made her disgusted. If you marry someone, you must be rich by your mother. If you have to use your children to ensure your status?

Wouldn't it be nice to make yourself completely independent?

Thinking of this, Jiang Jiang paid more and more attention to what Yan Huaishu said about printing drawings, and at the same time he did not forget to instill the ideas of women in the new era in Crescent.

You must rely on yourself. You have confidence in doing whatever you do when you are independent, and you are not afraid of the sky falling.

Jiang Jiang took a nap at noon, while Yue Ya took advantage of her time to go to the Political Affairs Hall.

I happened to meet Wen Bohou and was also in the hall, and was kneeling like a quail with his head down.

She looked straight and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Empress is fine."

On the high seat, Emperor Qiming closed the official Wen and threw it aside, glanced at Wen Bohou's eyes and turned cold. His deep eyes were slightly dark, and he was arrogant without anger. "Aiqing Jiang, do you still need to tell you what your wife and girl do? "

Wen Bohou pale and said in a hurry, "I have already understood that I will strictly discipline me when I return to my house. I hope Your Majesty will calm down."

"Jiang Aiqing, I have to share the time when I am afraid of it."

Emperor Qiming bit every word clearly, and he said slowly in a deep voice, "I asked you to be the father-in-law and took Wen Bohou's mansion. Everything is because of the queen. Only with her can we have today's Wen Bohou's mansion."

"It's just that your wife and girl have always put the cart before the horse and couldn't figure it out. They have been greedy again and again. Don't blame me for being ruthless this time."

Wen Bohou shivered when he heard this, and then he slowly leaned over and kowtowed, "I am... all up to Your Majesty."

Emperor Qiming nodded with satisfaction and asked Wen Bohou to leave, he said indifferently, "Old Deng, send Mrs. Wen Bohou and Miss Jiang to Jing'an, devote themselves to practicing, when will you sincerely repent and when will you return to Beijing?"

When Eunuch Deng heard this, Emperor Qiming looked at the quiet Yueya, who was waiting for his job, "Who asked Mrs. Wen Bohou to come in?"

He knew that the little queen had refused to see Mrs. Wen Bohou.

"Your Majesty, it's Concubine Wen." Yueya said respectfully.
Chapter completed!