Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

"Hmph." The eldest lady asked with a cold look on her face, "No one has noticed the third concubine."

"No, I just heard that the third lady sent someone to search everywhere. Even if she found it, it would be useless. She was dead." Aunt Eighth replied with her eyebrows down.

"That's good." The eldest lady sighed deeply.

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In Yonghe Garden.

The old lady sighed with long beards and said, "What a pity, it's a pity, it's only one step away from being dead. But the empress dowager came to an imperial decree at this time and left this evil seed that harbored evil intentions. I just said

, If she is like this, she will cause a lot of trouble when she enters the palace."

Su Yueming helped the old lady rub her palms without saying a word, looking very calm, as if nothing had happened.

The old lady seemed to suddenly remember something, and she slapped her suddenly and said, "This imperial edict came so coincidental. Someone must have gone to the palace to ask the empress dowager for the imperial edict. Who is this?"

Su Yueming said, "No matter who it is, it can be considered to have saved the life of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. If the imperial edict is too late but cannot be handed over to anyone, I am afraid that I will be punished."

The old lady looked at Su Yueming with heartache, groped with the back of her hand, and sighed, "I'm always sorry for you, she deserves to die. Now, you're wronged again, you should think of a way to make her die.

, it would be better if the Queen Mother couldn't blame us."

When Su Yueming heard this, she smiled and said, "Grandma, don't think about it anymore, let's rest, just look at it tomorrow."

Su Yueming's words seemed to have some deep meaning, but after such a day, the old lady was tired and didn't ask anything. She went to bed under the servitude of Huang's mother and others.

After pulling down the bed curtain for the old lady, Su Yueming walked out of Yonghe Garden.

"Princess." Feng Po walked behind her for a while before walking up and whispered beside her, "The prince is here."

"..." Su Yueming suddenly raised her eyes, her eyes full of questions. How could the prince come at this time? How did he come? Why didn't he move at all?

"On there." Feng Po pointed to the other side, Su Yueming turned around and looked over-

I saw that under the silver moonlight, he was wearing a white dress as fine as snow, spotless as an immortal who had fallen into the mortal world. He wore a bamboo hat on his head, and his peerless face was hidden under the gauze, and his whole body was emitting

A light layer of light.

When his eyes met in the air, his eyes flowed quietly like moonlight.

"Actually, all day today, the prince was secretly watching the princess in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, but he didn't let the princess know." Feng Po said behind her.

She was there all day? She didn't know at all! Others didn't know either!

The prince took off the bamboo hat from his head and walked over. The feelings in his eyes were almost overflowing. He smiled and said-

"I was going back, but before leaving, I still wanted to meet you formally and say a few words to you to be at ease."

Su Yueming looked at him. His hair was wet, probably wet with dew. How long has he been here? His hair was so wet.

"I will come to the palace tomorrow to thank you. Don't worry, at this moment, you should go back. Look, your clothes are wet. If you are infected with wind and cold, how can you do it?" Su Yueming took out his handkerchief, stood on tiptoe, and for him

Wipe away the wetness on your hair bit by bit, and said.