Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

"Niang Niang." The maid walked a little closer, her ears slightly close to Xu Qiuqiu's lips.

For a long time, the maid was embarrassed.

"Manny, the gate of the palace is now closed, and the slave and maid can't get out even if they think about it."

"There is a carrier pigeon in the dowry of this palace. Write my words and send it out." This carrier pigeon was given to him by his father when he entered the palace, and it just came in handy now.

"Yes."

Seeing the moonlight was pretty good, Feng Xuanche took Du Xuechun for a walk in the garden, admiring the flowers under the moon, and he felt a bit artistic.

"Going out more, I feel better." Feng Xuanche took Du Xuechun's hand and said as he walked, his voice was gentle.

"The emperor is in a good mood today? Say it, and the concubines want to hear it too." Du Xuechun smiled, subconsciously stroking his belly, and then stopped living as if thinking of something.

"Today the servant of the Ministry of Households came to me." As soon as the voice fell, a pigeon flew by the concubine's palace methodically.

The empress and empress knew clearly.

"Queen, it seems that your father will be in trouble soon." The tone was not sad or happy, more worried, and looked down at the woman beside him.

"The emperor, the concubine is the queen." Du Xuechun was very clear that he was a queen, and he could only regain his family.

Feng Xuanche listened, smiled slightly, and held her hand tightly again.

Early the next morning.

Feng Xuan Che received a memorial from the Prime Minister's participation in the Minister of Household Affairs, which clearly stated that the Prime Minister was evading taxes and evading taxes. He confronted in the court for a while and involved a group of officials.

"Queen Dowager." Su Lian reported to the Queen Mother hurriedly when he heard about the previous affairs.

"What's the matter, so panic." The queen mother turned the Buddhist beads in her hand, chanting the sutra wen, just after the chanting, she slowly opened her eyes.

"The empress mother, it's okay. The housekeeper joined the Prime Minister's book and said... that he was evading taxes and evading taxes, and it was also related to the dealings with other officials. The emperor was furious and wanted... to be dismissed."

With a ‘pop’, the prayer beads in her hand turned, the queen mother’s brows and eyes were angry, and then she sneered secretly.

"What are you laughing at?" Su Lian didn't understand, so she just said suspiciously.

"Heh, it's just a warning to Lao Jia, don't stretch your hands too long." The corner of the queen mother's mouth cocked, and then she continued to turn the Buddhist beads in her hand.

Su Lian thought for a while, and there is only this possibility, but at this time Liang Concubine was imprisoned in disguise by the emperor, and the former ministers were warning the queen mother...this...

"Su Lian, the minister involved is the minister cooperating with Ai's family." The queen mother continued to speak, but her voice became a bit colder than before.

Su Lian thought about it carefully, it was exactly what Ru Taihou said.

"Exactly."

"It seems that the Ai family has to hide behind." The queen mother sneered and continued to close her eyes.

"Queen Mother, will I find you..."

"No, they are just testing, and there is no substantive evidence. Recently, be careful, and inform the concubine Liang, and get a good point." The queen mother did not wait for Su Lian to finish her words and take her.

"Yes." Su Lian responded and sent someone to notify Du Qingheng.

Kunning Palace.

Jinzhong took the cloth cut by Mingying and came to Kunning Palace, his face a little solemn.

"What's the matter, Jinzhong? Why is his face so ugly?" Mingying had just served Du Xuechun after having breakfast and saw Jinzhong's face standing at the door with an ugly face.

"Is the mother up?" Jinzhong didn't dare to enter the door hastily, so he could only ask carefully.

"Well, is there any news about this puppet?" Mingying saw the cloth in his hand and knew it.

"go in."

"Niang Niang, this is the cloth that the emperor asked the minions to find. It is the Shu brocade, which is enshrined in Jiangnan once a year. There are only a few people in the palace."

Jinzhong put down the small rags in his hand and respectfully relayed all the things he found.

"Who are they?" Du Xuechun leaned back lazily on the soft body, her body glowing with maternity, and she was looking at the medical book in her hand.

"The empress dowager, the concubine, the concubine and the concubine Hui."

With his hands glowing with the pages of the book, Du Xuechun frowned. Such evidence was not enough to prove that it was not the concubine Xian.

"Is there any more news?" Mingying knew that there was no hope for this road, and could only hope that he could start elsewhere.

"This...not for the time being." Jin Zhong thought for a while, there was really nothing left.

For a long time, Du Xuechun, who was reading, said slowly, as if it had nothing to do with her.

"Are there any records of cloth removal?"

Mingying was startled, recalling that when each palace went to the House of Internal Affairs to pick up things, the **** in charge would record it again, no matter how many, he remembered it clearly even on a needle.

"It seems there should be, and I will bring it to Kunning Palace every month for you to check it out, but it hasn't been delivered yet. It must be soon, Niangniang, what do you ask this for?"

Mingying recalled that she hadn't seen the mustache in the respect room for more than a month.

"Go and fetch the records, this palace needs to read and understand." With a smile on Du Xuechun's face, he continued to flip through the book in his hand.

Jinzhong didn't understand the empress's meaning. Mingying next to her turned her eyes and quickly understood her intentions. His worried face also fell, with a bright smile.

"The slave maid will go now."

Looking at the distant back, Jin Zhong suspiciously looked at the lazy queen sitting on the couch, and wanted to say something, but she interrupted her with a gesture.

House of Internal Affairs.

When Mingying rushed over, she saw the Taoist priest who opened the altar and followed the maid into the empress dowager's palace.

"Strange, wasn't she sent away the next day when Concubine Liang was awake? Why are she still here?" Mingying muttered to herself, staring at the gate of the Queen Mother's palace and wanted to go in.

"Aunt Mingying, what are you doing here?" The maid at the door saw Mingying, and when she saw her looking here, she asked suspiciously.

"Just now it seems that a mouse passed by. I was worried that it would disturb the empress dowager, so look at it clearly. It just so happens that you are also here. Look for it carefully."

Seeing that she had been discovered, Mingying babbled a reason, her expression was a bit solemn, as if what she said was true.

Sure enough, as soon as Mingying's words fell, the palace lady's complexion suddenly changed, and her gaze hurriedly looked around.

"Thanks aunt for reminding me."

The two court ladies responded and walked under the wall.

Mingying glanced at the queen dowager’s bedroom without a trace, and saw nothing. After thinking about it, she would definitely go to the Internal Affairs Office to find the record book.

Kunning Palace.

"Queen dowager, Mu Jue Dao Chang is here." Su Lian led a man with a celestial body, his eyes looked around, and a trace of greed flashed.

"Leave here in the afternoon, this is not where you should be." The queen mother didn't raise her eyelids, turning the Buddhist beads in her hand, and said coldly.

"Queen dowager, I think the palace is very good, why don't you leave me." As he said, he stepped forward and touched the hand of the queen dowager.

"Presumptuous." Su Lian shouted angrily.

As soon as the voice fell, the Queen Mother gestured to stop her, her muddy eyes opened, and she looked at the mouth of her former friend with coldness.

Such a smile chilled Mu Jue's body.

Putting down the hand that touched the queen mother, he touched his nose in a weird manner.

"This is the imperial palace, not the Taoist temple. It's better to go back to cultivate one's moral character, otherwise... The Aijia cannot guarantee that you can go out alive.

The voice suddenly became cold, and he looked at the opposite Ju Jue coldly.

"What do you mean?" looked at her with extreme vigilance.