Di Qianmo's heart seemed to have been torn open, then tightly twisted into a ball, and then torn apart again in an endless cycle.

After a night of anxious running and the boundless rage at this time, Di Qianmo spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with anger and anxiety, heartache and self-blame.

He didn't bother to wipe it, and lowered his head with blood-red eyes. He cherished, blamed, loved and carefully kissed her, and said in a hoarse voice that was trembling, "Baby, I'm back."

When Zhao Yier in the cold palace heard that Di Qianmo was back, she fell into boundless fear. It seemed that she only now understood what kind of revenge Di Qianmo would receive if she touched Beibei.

She began to force the remaining jewelry on her body to the guard guarding him, "You take me with you and leave the palace, and I will give you as much silver as you want!".

The guards ignored her and stood like statues.

Zhao Yi'er was so anxious that she started begging for help, "As long as you are willing to take me away, I can give you whatever you want! Okay?"

Finally, someone said coldly and impatiently, "You are no longer the queen. If you talk nonsense here again, I will report it to the emperor!".

Zhao Yier took a few steps back with a pale face, and her eyes suddenly became sharp, "Even if I am not the queen! My father is still the prime minister who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people! How dare you threaten me!".

The guard sneered, "I would rather offend a hundred Prime Ministers Zhao than offend a single toe of Prince Shuo He."

Zhao Yi'er rushed out like crazy, but was thrown in again by the guard, who warned her, "Don't blame me for waiting for violence!"

Seeing how the queen who used to look at others with her toes was described as being relegated to the cold palace, one of the guards sneered, "Princess Shuohe hasn't woken up yet, and the fetus in Mrs. Cheng's belly has not been saved. Just wait for Prince Shuohe."

Let’s cut you into pieces with General Cheng.”

The queen started hugging her knees and shaking, no, no, she didn't know it would be so serious.

In fact, Di Qianmo would not be merciful. How could only one cut into pieces make up for the many whips she slapped on Beibei? How could only one cut into pieces wipe out the anger and hatred that had already poured out of Di Qianmo's heart?

Prime Minister Zhao Zijing was obviously aware of this, and while Di Qianmo was still healing Beibei, he ran to the Queen Mother to intercede.

"She is so shameless.", the Queen Mother said, "She is afraid of melting away when she is held in the palm of Qian Mo's hand, but she dares! Putting aside this point, let's just talk about her raising two bills behind the emperor's back.

If a girl is whipped, the emperor will not spare her."

Zhao Zijing kowtowed, "Queen Mother, you are the emperor's mother. The emperor will definitely listen to what you say. Yi'er did something wrong. Just punish her with a few months of confinement. Is it too serious to depose her?".

The Queen Mother looked unmoved, "To put it bluntly, as the mother of a country, she should be dignified and virtuous, gentle, kind and not quarrelsome with others. The Queen has fought with Princess Shuohe several times, and this time it was so serious.

Princess Shuohe has not yet woken up, General Cheng’s wife has lost her fetus, and these things should not be done by the mother of a country.”

"Queen Mother...".

The Queen Mother raised her hand and said, "Prime Minister Zhao, there is no need to say any more. Since the decision was made by the emperor himself, he must have his own sense of proportion."

Zhao Zijing's face turned pale and his eyes were gloomy. Di Qianmo's heart seemed to have been torn open, then tightly twisted into a ball, and then torn open again in an endless cycle.

After a night of anxious running and the boundless rage at this time, Di Qianmo spurted out a mouthful of blood mixed with anger and anxiety, heartache and self-blame.

He didn't bother to wipe it, and lowered his head with blood-red eyes. He cherished, blamed, loved and carefully kissed her, and said in a hoarse voice that was trembling, "Baby, I'm back."

When Zhao Yier in the cold palace heard that Di Qianmo was back, she fell into boundless fear. It seemed that she only now understood what kind of revenge Di Qianmo would receive if she touched Beibei.

She began to force the remaining jewelry on her body to the guard guarding him, "You take me with you and leave the palace, and I will give you as much silver as you want!".

The guards ignored her and stood like statues.

Zhao Yi'er was so anxious that she started begging for help, "As long as you are willing to take me away, I can give you whatever you want! Okay?"

Finally, someone said coldly and impatiently, "You are no longer the queen. If you talk nonsense here again, I will report it to the emperor!".

Zhao Yier took a few steps back with a pale face, and her eyes suddenly became sharp, "Even if I am not the queen! My father is still the prime minister who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people! How dare you threaten me!".

The guard sneered, "I would rather offend a hundred Prime Ministers Zhao than offend a single toe of Prince Shuo He."

Zhao Yi'er rushed out like crazy, but was thrown in again by the guard, who warned her, "Don't blame me for waiting for violence!"

Seeing how the queen who used to look at others with her toes was described as being relegated to the cold palace, one of the guards sneered, "Princess Shuohe hasn't woken up yet, and the fetus in Mrs. Cheng's belly has not been saved. Just wait for Prince Shuohe."

Let’s cut you into pieces with General Cheng.”

The queen started hugging her knees and shaking, no, no, she didn't know it would be so serious.

In fact, Di Qianmo would not be merciful. How could only one cut into pieces make up for the many whips she slapped on Beibei? How could only one cut into pieces wipe out the anger and hatred that had already poured out of Di Qianmo's heart?

Prime Minister Zhao Zijing was obviously aware of this, and while Di Qianmo was still healing Beibei, he ran to the Queen Mother to intercede.

"She is so shameless.", the Queen Mother said, "She is afraid of melting away when she is held in the palm of Qian Mo's hand, but she dares! Putting aside this point, let's just talk about her raising two bills behind the emperor's back.

If a girl is whipped, the emperor will not spare her."

Zhao Zijing kowtowed, "Queen Mother, you are the emperor's mother. The emperor will definitely listen to what you say. Yi'er did something wrong. Just punish her with a few months of confinement. Is it too serious to depose her?".

The Queen Mother looked unmoved, "To put it bluntly, as the mother of a country, she should be dignified and virtuous, gentle, kind and not quarrelsome with others. The Queen has fought with Princess Shuohe several times, and this time it was so serious.

Princess Shuohe has not yet woken up, General Cheng’s wife has lost her fetus, and these things should not be done by the mother of a country.”

"Queen Mother...".

The Queen Mother raised her hand and said, "Prime Minister Zhao, there is no need to say any more. Since the decision was made by the emperor himself, he must have his own sense of proportion."
Chapter completed!