Five Years Later, She Bombarded the Palace with a Miniature Version of the Regent

"You, you hit us?"

Those old ladies were shocked and angry. They probably didn't expect that Yu Yunxi would dare to beat them openly because they were the Queen Mother's people.

"It's you who are being beaten."

Yu Yunxi raised her eyes and stared at them with cold eyes, making their faces turn pale.

Not everyone can hold up the aura of those who have been on the battlefield.

"Chief, eldest princess, you have promised the Queen Mother that you will pray for the Supreme Emperor." The old mama spoke hesitantly, trying to remind Yu Yunxi.

"Since you care so much about praying, then it's up to you to copy this scripture."

After Yu Yunxi finished speaking, Meng Xia directly kicked the knees of these old ladies, and they soon fell to the ground.

"Princess, eldest princess..."

They wanted to refute, but when they saw Yu Yunxi's cold eyes, they could only pick up their pens and copy with trepidation.

Yu Yunxi yawned several times.

"Elder Princess, if you are tired, you can go and have a rest. I will just keep an eye on these unruly slaves here." Meng Xia quickly said to Yun Xi.

Yu Yunxi shook her head. She looked in the direction of the door with a bit of coldness in her eyes.

"The night is so long, do you think the Queen Mother will only torture me by copying scriptures?" She asked in a low voice, her voice as cold as water.

Meng Xia's eyelids twitched. She glanced at the frightened old ladies, and then asked in a solemn voice in a low voice: "Eldest Princess, could it be that the Queen Mother wants to plot against you? What else does she want to do?"

"We'll find out what she wants to do."

Yu Yunxi suppressed the coldness in her eyes and said with a half-smile.

This wait was until the middle of the night.

"Chief, eldest princess, my slave's hand hurts so much. Can you take a rest?"

The old ladies couldn't hold it any longer. They turned around with mournful faces, trying to arouse Yu Yunxi's sympathy.

They have been following the Empress Dowager for many years, and are used to calling the shots. Their hands are used to slap people. When have they ever tried to copy a book for so long?

"Oh? Can't you stand this? Your hands are really useless. Otherwise, I'd better chop them into pieces."

Yu Yunxi stroked her temples with her fingers and spoke casually.

"Slave, slave, please continue writing, please continue writing."

The faces of the old ladies turned pale again and they did not dare to say anything anymore. They could only keep their heads down and copy books.

They were extremely resentful that Yu Yunxi had treated them like this. When the Empress Dowager comes tomorrow, they will definitely complain and let her be punished.

The room became quiet again, and soon, Yu Yunxi and Meng Xia heard footsteps coming from outside.

"Donor, it's cold at night, and the abbot has asked the young monk to bring you some extra bedding."

A young man's voice came from outside.

Meng Xia hesitated for a moment, then walked over to open the door.

The door opened and a young monk walked in.

He lowered his head and couldn't see clearly.

Several old ladies were copying scriptures behind the screen, but he did not see them.

He put down the bedding and whispered: "Almsgiver, this young monk has to leave first."

After saying that, he retreated and closed the door behind him.

Meng Xia's face was full of doubts.

She picked up the quilt and checked it, but found nothing strange.

"No problem, Princess. I guess the monk is just here to deliver something."

Yu Yunxi frowned slightly, and she wanted Meng Xia to bring the quilt over to her to check.

But at this moment, a dart was thrown from outside.

"careful."

Yu Yunxi spoke quickly, then pulled Meng Xia's arm back.

Soon, where Yu Yunxi was sitting, a dart was inserted with a piece of paper in the middle.

"I want to know about the Xiao family. I'll see you in the bamboo forest in the back mountain. Come here alone." This sentence was written on the paper.

"Princess, is this a trap?"

Meng Xia's expression was solemn, and she continued, "I will take people to the back mountain to arrest people right now."

"No need to alarm others, I can just go by myself. You can keep an eye on those old ladies here."

Yu Yunxi shook her head at Meng Xia.

Things about the Xiao family...

She was so curious.

Who passed this thing to her, and what was the other party's purpose?

"Princess, it's too dangerous for you to go alone. I'm afraid there might be a trap." Meng Xia was very anxious.

"Who said I have to go alone?" Yu Yunxi suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her strangely.

"Princess, you, you said you wouldn't bring any slaves with you..."

"Not taking you with me doesn't mean I won't take others with me."

Yu Yunxi patted Meng Xia on the shoulder, then turned and walked out.

Meng Xia became even more confused. She couldn't help but ask: "Then Princess, who do you want to bring with you?"

"Feng Yili. One Feng Yili can defeat a hundred secret guards."

With her back to Meng Xia, Yu Yunxi said in a relaxed tone.

Meng Xia: "..." Okay.

They were indeed no match for the Regent.

…

Back mountain.

Yu Yunxi and Feng Yili walked into the bamboo forest at the same time.

"Why are you up so late?"

While observing the surroundings, Yu Yunxi asked Feng Yili in a low voice.

She didn't expect that when she went to his yard, she found that he wasn't sleeping either.

"Someone captured my king's concubine to copy scriptures. Why did I fall asleep?"

Feng Yili's tone was slightly cold.

Those black eyes were filled with murderous intent towards the Empress Dowager.

"Do you know that the Empress Dowager forced me to copy scriptures? But you don't have to worry about this. I won't let myself suffer. I have already arrested a few slaves to help me plagiarize."

Yu Yunxi quickly took Feng Yili's hand.

His palm was large and warm, making her feel at ease.

"The bamboos in the back mountain grow really well." Yu Yunxi pushed away the thick bamboo leaves and said depressedly.

"With so many corpses nourishing it, it will naturally grow well." Feng Yili said quietly.

A gust of cold wind blew, and goose bumps rose under Yu Yunxi's long sleeves.

She turned to look at Feng Yili, and then asked doubtfully: "Corpse, where did the corpse come from?"

"This place was originally a mass grave, and Wan'an Temple was built later." He said slowly.

I see.

Yu Yunxi turned back, looked at the towering spire of Wan'an Temple, and murmured softly: "Can building a temple here suppress the souls of the dead?"

"Hiss... winter is really coming." Feeling the chill, Yu Yunxi sighed softly.

The next moment, a warm cloak fell on her shoulders.

"Let's go."

Feng Yili held her cold fingers with his backhand, and then strode up the steps.

It was quiet around him, with only the chill and the people around him.

"You have the guts to ask me to come here, but why can't you see me now?"

Yu Yunxi's cold voice echoed around the forest.

Suddenly, the sound of "rustling" wind blew.

A misty voice came...

"I only asked you to come, and I didn't ask you to bring anyone."

"It's just bringing one more person. It won't affect what you tell me about the Xiao family."

Yu Yunxi spoke quietly.