She simply sat up and asked Yuanhe to hold another feast no matter what - but Yuanhe said that she was still in the final stage of attacking the third prince.

Your Majesty will not attend the banquet again.

She thought, then wait for the war to end.

She was still thinking in her heart, what should she do if the third prince was caught? She was worried about the third prince, and she didn't know why. Over the days, even Emperor Qi had forgotten the last emperor, but the only thing she remembered was the third prince.

Therefore, I was even more eager to get close to Luo Jia. Only by getting close can I use my own charming skills. Otherwise, the Northern Emperor, who had seen countless people, would never be moved again by relying on this kind of color.

Just as she was thinking hard, she suddenly heard the close maid whisper: "Madam is here..."

Madam? She smiled disapprovingly and looked at the door, but saw that it was Yuanhe's wife, Uighur, walked in swaggeringly. The Uighur's face was still covered with ointment, and the swelling had not completely disappeared. She wore a narrow-sleeved nursery skirt of a Xianbei woman with a high collar, covering up the marks on her neck.

Xiao Lian said impatiently: "What are you doing? Yuanhe is not here..."

The two maids immediately took them in front of the Uighur clan. They had already received Yuan He's instructions to prevent the tiger from approaching his concubine: "Madam, please come back."

The Uighur clan said angrily: "This is the master's tent, so I naturally have the right to enter and exit..."

Xiao Lian closed her eyes: "I'm sleepy. Who put her in? Didn't the general give orders? He drove her out immediately..."

"Madam, please..."

"Who dares to drive me out?"
Chapter completed!