Da Qin: The First Emperor wanted to train me to be the empress

Xue Niang quickly jumped up from the lounge chair prepared for her by His Highness, and quickly ran back to her small courtyard from the corner door to tidy up her appearance.

Then he tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, opened the door of the small courtyard, and knelt down respectfully: "I pay my respects to Your Majesty, Your Majesty, your Majesty's blessing, I pay my respects to you..."

After a series of visits, Ying Zheng led a group of children to the entrance of the small courtyard.

Seeing Xue Niang kneeling here, Ying Zheng recalled the first time he accompanied Jiu Daughter back to Cuiwei Hall to see her.

Through secret observation and understanding of this maid over the years, Ying Zheng knew that the reason why his nine daughters could grow up without their mother's care was all due to these loyal people.

"Get up."

When Zulong faced a loyal person, his tone became much gentler unconsciously, "Take me and your Highness to meet the First Empress Duanxian."

"Ah... ah?"

Xue Niang obviously didn't understand what the latter sentence meant. Just as she was about to stand up to thank her, she fell to her knees again.

She looked blankly at Her Royal Highness, wanting to confirm whether she had heard something wrong just now because of something wrong with her ears.

But when she saw Xu Man nodding towards her with a smile, Xue Niang was so happy that she didn't know what kind of expression she should show.

"Sister Xue'er, are you really worshiping my mother here?"

Seeing that Xue Niang couldn't come to her senses at all, Xu Man had to ask the biggest doubt in his heart?

How dare she, a maidservant dare to ignore the taboos in the palace and brave the world to privately worship her former master?

But the father brought her here, and even said the words just now. It was obvious that the father had already found out about this matter.

But the old man didn't punish Xue Niang for this. This should be because of her, the ninth daughter.

There is also guilt for the former Madam Liang and the current Empress Duan Xianshi.

When Xue Niang heard this, she knew what she had done wrong, and quickly kowtowed to the First Emperor: "Your Majesty, slave... slave..."

She wanted to say that she was wrong and should not enshrine her wife's memorial tablet in the palace.

But she could never say the words. After all, deep down in her heart, she didn't think there was anything wrong with what she did. Is there anything wrong for a loyal maid to leave some thoughts about her master after his death?

"Get up, I don't blame you."

Ying Zheng saw her embarrassment and said, "You are right."

Although this maid secretly enshrined the soul of Empress Duanxian, she did not affect other people in the palace.

"Remember: You didn't ask others to learn from you because you missed your master, and you never resented anyone because of it. This is the root of your faultlessness."

"Thank you for your understanding. I thank you for your grace."

Snow Lady kowtowed again and thanked her, then stood up and led the way, "Your Majesty, Your Highnesses, please come this way."

She actually had a lot of questions in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask them in front of His Majesty and the other princes and princesses.

I had to try my best to suppress these doubts in my heart, and wait until I went to see Her Royal Highness in the evening before it was too late.

Under the leadership of Xue Niang, the group came to a small but clean and elegant room, and looked at the only tablet placed in front of them.

There were some fresh offerings in front of the memorial tablet. Apparently Snow Lady changed them every day, and she also lit a few incense candles.

There is still smoke coming from the incense, but the candle has long been extinguished.

The tablet only contains the title of the first emperor, Mrs. Liang, whose surname is Ying.

Seeing this, Xu Man couldn't help but feel ashamed.

I have never thought of worshiping my mother for so many years, but Xue Niang worships her every day.

She pursed her lips and knelt down in front of the memorial tablet: "Mother, I have sent you a happy birthday."

Fortunately, he had just paid homage to his mother's tomb yesterday, and the guilt in Xu Man's heart was slightly relieved, so he went straight to the topic: "My father has made you my queen."