Emperor Jin

Chapter 43
Seeing the shocking wound, the queen couldn't help slowing down her tone, "Wanqing is a girl who will take revenge. This time you have suffered. It's our Fang family who can't teach you well. I'm sorry."

"Your Majesty, are you really trying to scare me by saying that?!"

Wang Meiren's voice was trembling, and regardless of Lin'er's stop, she knocked her head loudly on the ground, "Your Majesty has cared for and cared for me since I was a child, and now she has brought me to this position. The parents and elder brothers in the family can live well now, just Can you repay this kindness after risking your life?!"

Her voice was choked with sincerity, the queen was listening, her eyes were also red, and she went up to help her up personally, but Wang Meiren didn't accept it, she still cried on the ground.

"Ms. Jieyu is just young and mischievous now. If there is anything ignorant, just teach her slowly. Don't punish her like this just because of me!"

Seeing the queen's hesitation, she took a few steps on her knees, came up to her, and said softly: "As the saying goes, if you break the bones and connect the tendons, if you really put Jieyu in the cold palace, even the clan will have some troubles." Resentful."

It's okay if she doesn't say anything, but when the clan is mentioned, the queen gets angry, she sneered and said: "When they decided to send Fang Wanqing into the palace, they should have expected that her temperament would cause trouble sooner or later. Can you blame me?!"

"Miss...you are really smart all your life, and you are confused for a while. There are more than a thousand people in Fang's family. Although the master is the head of the house, he can't cover the sky with one hand. If the other deacons make trouble out of intentions, there will be endless troubles..."

Wang Meiren knelt at the queen's knees, weeping and saying.She was the queen's personal servant who grew up with her since she was a child, and she didn't have any scruples when she spoke.

The queen's eyes flickered when she heard it, and she felt deeply in her heart. She stroked her hair and said softly, "I know you have always been loyal to me. If you really want to forgive Fang Wanqing, I will really be sorry... ..."

"If you can make the empress's family live in harmony, it doesn't matter if it takes my life, let alone this little injury!"

Seeing that her tone was loose, Wang Meiren couldn't help laughing through her tears, and got up slowly, only then felt her knees go numb and almost fell to the ground.

The queen stretched out her arms to sit beside her, brushed the dust off her clothes, and said angrily: "You are such a big man, you cry and kneel at every turn, are you ashamed?"

Wang Meiren felt embarrassed, she just smiled shyly while rubbing the corner of her clothes, and didn't answer.

She looked up at the queen carefully, and sighed with some worry: "I haven't seen you for a few days, your empress has lost some weight, and her face is not too rosy. Let's ask the imperial doctor to take a look!"

The queen sighed softly, smiled wryly and said, "You don't need to ask the imperial physician, just a little trouble..."

Even so, the haze and cold anger between her brows did not dissipate in the slightest.

In yesterday's court meeting, the emperor kept the letter of request for sending troops, although he did not explicitly refute it, he firmly refused to accept it.

The queen went to ask in person, and the two had a secret conversation over tea in the Qianqing Palace. They disagreed, and after a stalemate for half a day, they broke up unhappily.

Thinking of this, the Empress couldn't help but feel bad. She was born with pride, but she was not allowed to confide in front of anyone. She just smiled and said calmly: "It's just a small matter, it's okay."

She got up step by step, her gauze clothes fluttered in the wind, her calmness was indescribable——

"I'm tired too, let's stop here for today!"

The sunlight dyed her ivory-like skin a pale gold, and the thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, covering up the trace of uneasiness in her phoenix pupils, as if it had never happened before.

***

Different from the Gaohua and tranquility of Zhaoyang Palace, the shabby rooms of the North Fifth Institute are far and quiet.

The white-haired Gong'e staggered past, vaguely still in the old fashion attire, with narrow sleeves and black lips, and the seemingly ridiculously thick powder, but it was the fashionable makeup that was all the rage decades ago.

In the long alley, the wind blows slowly, but then freezes, as if imprisoned by the high wall, making it difficult to fly.

Bao Jin sat on the couch, letting the smell of charcoal fire choke people, and stared at the thin book in his hand intently.

In addition to the account book, the other two books, one is about the art of war written by my sister, and the other is about martial arts without thinking.

"This is completely different from what the royal family has passed down!"

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