The queen is fierce and cute

Chapter 18 Mrs. Yao

There was a moment of silence in the hall, Pei Junyi lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Mrs. Yao put down the chopsticks in her hand and looked up at him. The little boy who was pulling the hem of his clothes had grown into a big child now.

It's a pity that he was plotted against and could only sit in this four-wheeled cart. He was obviously the noble first prince, but because of this, he lost the qualification to compete for the throne.

Every time she thinks about it, Madam Yao feels extremely sour in her heart.

"Aunt Yao, can you promise me something?" After a while, Pei Junyi finally raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Yao with a serious expression.

"Tell me, don't say one thing, but whatever I can do, no matter how many things, I will promise you."

It is rare to see him like this, Madam Yao was a little surprised, but still nodded in response.

"In the future, if anyone takes advantage of my safety to blackmail Aunt Yao, please put your own safety first and leave me alone."

Seeing her answer, Pei Junyi spoke again, and as soon as the words fell, Mrs. Yao stood up immediately.

"How can this be done? How can I ignore you? Xiao Qi, did you get some news? But someone wants to harm you again?"

There was a sharp flash in her eyes, and Mrs. Yao knelt down and stared into Pei Junyi's eyes.

Her behavior made Pei Junyi's eyes sour, and he couldn't help but think of his last life, Mrs. Yao died because of him.

He swore that he would never let that happen again in his life, but he was always uneasy, so he begged Mrs. Yao to agree to him.

Blinking, Pei Junyi squeezed out a few forced smiles on his face.

"Aunt Yao, don't worry. I am like this now. No one will miss me anymore. I had a nightmare last night. I dreamed that someone used me to blackmail you. You promised me just now, so you can't go back on it."

"It turned out to be a dream, you child..." Mrs. Yao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling quite helpless.

"Aunt Yao." Seeing that she didn't answer, Pei Junyi urged, "If you don't agree, I will definitely not be able to sleep well again."

"Success, I promise you yes." Even more helpless, Mrs. Yao shook her head and agreed with a smile.

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"That's fine, why did the Seventh Prince order someone to slap your mouth?" In Yichun Palace, Wan Zhaoyi was sitting on a chair, frowning and looking at Lian Cui who was kneeling on the ground.

After being slapped, her face was swollen, those palace servants really did not take it lightly.

"Returning to the master, this lowly slave took advantage of your status to go outside to show off his prestige, and happened to be seen by His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince." On the side, a palace official dared to speak, and it was Cang who was assigned to Yichun Palace with Lian Cui. blue.

When she was in the Taiping Pavilion, she had always disliked her, but she didn't want the two of them to be separated into one place.

Not only that, she was ahead of her everywhere, hoping to show more in front of her master, now that she was in trouble, Cang Lan couldn't help gloating in her heart, so naturally she had to make trouble.

Sure enough, after hearing her finish, Wan Zhaoyi's expression darkened immediately, and she gave an order to send Lian Cui to the clothing bureau.

Immediately, someone from the palace came in and dragged Lian Cui to the outside of the hall, Cang Lan lowered her head, watching Lian Cui's limp figure disappear from the corner of her eyes, feeling very happy in her heart.

"In a few days, it will be the imperial concubine's birthday, please help me think about what to give, so that I can compare with that bitch of the Mu family."

In the harem, both Wan Zhaoyi and Mu Xiurong belonged to Concubine Tian Gui. In order to please Concubine Tian Gui, the two fought a lot in private.

The last time Mu Xiurong was slightly better, this time no matter what, she had to compare with Mu Xiurong!
In Yichun Palace, Wan Zhaoyi and her confidants racked their brains for Concubine Tian's birthday.

In Furong Pavilion, Li Jieyu was also troubled by gift giving.

"Jing'an, Huixin, help me think about it, what should I give to the imperial concubine?"

　In ancient times, wheelchairs were also called four-wheeled vehicles, not our modern four-wheeled vehicles.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)