Yifang raised his head from deep thought, his face filled with joy. Dou Zunian was ordered to go to the south to investigate the disaster, and also to investigate the corruption and perversion of the law by local officials. Although this errand was a shortcut to getting promoted to a high official position, he would become a disciple of Qingyun.
, but it is also a journey through thorns, full of murderous dangers.
Now, after finally receiving a letter from Nan Di, Yifang's worries have been relieved a lot. Yifang has always been very clear about Dou Zunian's temperament, and he always reports good news but not bad news. As long as he can receive a letter, he must be 90% sure of it.
"Quick, bring it here."
Cui'er smiled and handed over the letter. She looked at Yifang Su in front of her, who held the pale yellow letter in her hand. Her skin was as smooth as jade. Furong's spring face sometimes smiled and sometimes frowned, all of which seemed to be moist.
The spring rain of things can penetrate into people's hearts when they least expect it. Cui Er couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Everyone in the palace said that their master, Concubine Yi, used sex to serve the emperor, but eventually her sex faded and her love faded, and she could not truly have a solid position in the emperor's heart. Just by looking at the incident of letting a snake in Longyang Palace, we can see where the emperor's heart belongs.
But who knows how deep Concubine Yi’s skills are. The emperor, who still appears to come to Zangyi Palace every few days, actually comes here secretly every night and sleeps with Concubine Yi! But because of Concubine Yi,
The snake's venom has not been purified, so it is not favored. Such love and compassion have never been seen before!
The important ministers all thought that the emperor was worried about the disaster in the south and alienated the harem, but they did not know that this was the emperor's intention. After such painstaking efforts, I wonder how sad the expressions of the self-righteous concubines will be when they finally know the result.
Cui'er has been staying in Zangyi Palace and witnessed Xia Jie's step-by-step change in attitude towards Yifang. She was deeply moved and strengthened her belief that she would never betray her master.
"You really don't want to let me worry!"
"Empress, this is..."
Cui'er saw that Yi Fang was still smiling after reading the letter, but the corners of his affectionate and charming eyes were no longer sharp, and she couldn't help but worry.
Yi Fang's hand rubbed the letter paper, and with a flick of his fingertips, the fragile letter paper tore a big tear, and Yi Fang laughed softly.
"My brother wrote to say that he has presided over the construction of the blocked ditches, which has achieved some results. Although there are still heavy rains in the south, there are no more victims."
Yifang's words stopped here, and Cui'er waited in silence. She knew that Yifang must have something more to say.
really!
"It's a pity that my brother was in the front, regardless of his life, trying so hard to get some credit, but my aunt was behind me and sent my distinguished eldest brother, saying she wanted to help my brother."
Yifang's words were calm and gentle, still with the clear and clear voice of pearls falling on a jade plate, but it made Cui'er shudder when she heard it. She knew that Yifang was angry.
Yifang stared deeply at the pile of letters. She knew in her heart that when Dou Zuchen went to the Southland, Dou Wang must be worried about their siblings. One was favored in the palace and the other was about to rise in the court. She was afraid that she would be in the Dou family.
The status is no longer guaranteed. From being a direct relative to being inferior to even a common wife. Or...
Yi Fang's enchanting lips were slightly curved like peach blossoms, and the brilliance in her eyes was as bright as water. Perhaps this aunt was still thinking that after Dou Yilan entered the palace, she would not be able to suppress her eldest daughter... so she let her son
, the noble legitimate son, Yu, deigned to go to the Southland. Even if he could not get a share of the credit, he would make it impossible for his brother to successfully complete his errands, and he would never be able to succeed.
It's a pity, Mrs. Dou Wang, you really made the wrong calculation!
My brother’s years of planning and preparation, his accumulated talent and great strategies, and my current status in the palace, Dou Yifang, how can I still allow you to use all your tricks to round us up and flatten us like balls of clay!