"Your Majesty, the steward of Qunfang Palace is here."
After sending Zhou away, Yi Fang was taking a nap on the soft couch. During this period, she had been keeping a tight knot in her heart. What would Concubine Zhen do next? Will Dou Wang do as she imagined?
She went on to find out what kind of attitude Xia Jie had towards what she had done. All these incidents were swirling in Yi Fang's heart, like a dense net, making it difficult for her to even breathe.
Until today when the Zhou family entered the palace, Yifang knew that he had temporarily relieved the Dou family's worries. From then on, he had an ally in the Dou family who could contain the Dou family, and he was sure that Xia Jie would continue to suppress Concubine Zhen and the Duke of Shouguo.
Her string was just slightly loosened. But she didn't expect that before it was really loosened, the string had already been pulled straighter by another bow.
"Let her in."
Yi Fang sat up and waited for Cui Er to bring the people in.
Qunfang Palace, Qunfang Palace, was the temporary residence she had prepared for the ladies attending the Hundred Flowers Banquet. She spent all her efforts at the Hundred Flowers Banquet to cut off the Dou family, and even send her daughters to several wealthy families in the Dou family alliance.
The idea of entering the palace! There must be no mistakes! It's not that she is afraid of fighting with them. Anyway, there are already enough beauties in this palace, but the person sent in must not be the legitimate daughter of the Dou family.
.She will determine the power of the Dou family!
"Old slave, please see your empress."
Yifang looked at Grandma Wang on the ground, with a flash in his eyes, he chuckled and said, "Mother Wang is an old man in the palace. There is no need to be so polite. Get up quickly."
After Cui'er heard what Yi Fang said, she hurriedly went up to help her, but Grandma Wang stepped aside. Yi Fang's expression changed, and the bright bead ring reflected a dazzling light in the light.
"Mother Wang, what do you mean by this? Has anyone been wronged?"
Grandma Wang knelt on the ground, kowtowed and said, "Is this old slave here to confess to your Majesty?"
"oh?"
The sound of the clear spring water is melodious and charming, and there is no trace of anger. Even an old man like Aunt Wang, who has been in the palace all his life, can't help but feel fear in the laughter of the Yifang. In this palace, people often hear
The most dangerous thing is the tone without flavor.
But Grandma Wang didn't get up or continue to confess. She just knelt there, waiting for Yifang.
Yi Fang's eyes flashed, and he waved the fan in his hand, letting the wind roll up a few strands of black hair on his forehead. He exhaled like blue, and the black hair spread out. He smiled softly for a moment, as if he were a fairy concubine. He was even more surprised when he saw Grandma Wang lowering her head.
Then he spoke slowly, "But those noble ladies in Qunfang Palace who participated in the Hundred Flowers Banquet didn't understand the rules and made Grandma Wang angry?"
When Grandma Wang heard that Yifang's guess was so accurate, she couldn't help but feel awe in her heart. However, what Yifang said next made her even more horrified.
"I guess that if it really happened to the noble ladies in Qunfang Palace, and my mother-in-law came back to me directly, it must be the trouble caused by my sisters who are not living up to expectations."
Grandma Wang suddenly raised her head and looked at Yi Fang, who was sitting above her with a smile on her face.
Yifang's eyes were bright. She looked at Grandma Wang's extremely discolored face. She turned sideways and joked to Cui'er beside her: "Look at Grandma Wang's face. I must have guessed it right."
of."
Yifang didn't wait for Cui'er to respond. He directly looked at Grandma Wang's dilated pupils and said in a sweet voice: "Sister Zhenfei is really my sister. Aren't my sisters her sisters? Why do I need to let you do it?"
You came here to ask what I meant. Since you made a mistake, I will handle it impartially, so that’s it.”
Yi Fang's last few words made Grandma Wang's whole body feel completely cold, as if she had passed through water. She placed her hands on the ground, but they seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and her hair, which was already gray on her temples, was dripping with sweat.
Her hair was plastered on her face, and sweat stains climbed up her face, blurring Grandma Wang's eyes and chilling her heart.
Ah, I am finally going to write about the Hundred Flowers Banquet, Cups... I write and write, this chapter has enough words, it will be on the shelves next Wednesday, I will try to write more before then, but you should also collect it.