The Queen and Shangguan Feng returned to the palace. As soon as they entered the door, Shangguan Feng saw the palace maid holding tea, and directly threw the scalding hot tea at her.
"Master, have mercy!" The little palace maid had no idea what was happening, her face was already red and swollen from the scalding water.
The queen scolded gloomily: "Shut up and get out!"
Shangguan Feng suddenly sat down heavily on the chair beside him and complained: "Mother, these two bully others too much. I have been enduring it for so many years, but now the old man still refuses to give up his position. Now he is still calling me
Three days after I get married, I will go to that place where birds don’t poop!”
Nan Fengyin glanced at Shangguanfeng, who was more angry than ever on his face. If only Shangguanfeng's temper was inferior to Shangguanyu's, when would Shangguanfeng be able to restrain all his temper like Shangguanyu? It would be great...
"Look at you, how can you become a big deal like you are now?" Nan Fengyin reprimanded dissatisfiedly.
But Shangguan Feng didn't think he had a problem at all, saying: "Mother, look at it now, father and son have the same mind and vent their anger through the same nostril! They want to send me to the northern Xinjiang. I think the old thing wants to pass the throne to Shangguan Yu.
Bitch!"
The queen frowned, how could she not know that after so many years, Shangguan Jue's heart had always only been for Ni Shang Yu, and since Ni Shang Yu's death, he had never accepted a concubine.
In order to dominate the harem, she simply poisoned the mothers of Shangguan Yun and Shangguan Ao to death. The harem was hers alone, but the emperor never touched her again...
All because that bitch Ni Shangyu could still monopolize his love even after she died.
Now her son actually wants to take the seat that should belong to her son! What a dream!
"Since some people won't give it to you, then you have to grab it yourself!" Nan Fengyin made an extremely difficult decision, but she had to make a choice.
When Shangguan Feng heard what his mother said, his eyes immediately lit up. Over the years, he had mentioned it to his mother many times, but was scolded every time.
This time the Queen Mother actually said it herself!?
"Mother, do you agree?!" Shangguan Feng asked again uncertainly.
Nan Fengyin nodded. If this man never had her in his heart, but only had that woman and her bitch, wouldn't it be better if he simply ruined it all and could plan a good future for his son?
"Don't worry, the Queen Mother will support you this time!" Nan Fengyin looked at Shangguanfeng with a loving look on her face. Now she only has him!
…
When Du Yiqing heard what Xuan Beimo said, she raised her eyebrows and didn't even use her chopsticks to eat her favorite dish.
"You said, the wedding is brought forward? Then the prince is unlikely to be willing, right?!" Du Yiqing asked curiously.
Xuan Beimo nodded: "How could you be willing? I heard that in the palace, the queen was dissatisfied and scolded her behind her back. Then Brother Yu also had a dispute with the prince, but...after that, as you can see, he
The prince sent me to prepare all kinds of messy chores, and I didn’t even have time to sit down and have dinner with us!"
Du Yiqing thought deeply for a moment, and when he was about to speak, a person flashed through the door and it was Shangguan Yu.
Xuan Beimo looked at it in surprise and joked: "Isn't this Si Zongguan? Why do you have time to come here?!"
Shangguan Yu glanced at Xuan Beimo and said to Du Yiqing: "How are you these days?!"
Du Yiqing shrugged her shoulders, what's wrong with her?
"I heard that you distributed cotton-padded clothes and weapons to the military camps in Northern Xinjiang and Lincheng in my name!" Shangguan Yu's eyes, narrow and narrow, were full of gratitude and passion at this moment.
Du Yiqing felt uncomfortable being looked at by Shangguan Yu. She picked up the chopsticks in a pretentious manner, picked up the vegetables and ate, saying: "It's a little effort, King Yu, you're welcome!"
No effort? Shangguan Yu raised his eyebrows slightly. The winter clothes sent by Beijiang alone were worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, not to mention the weapons.
"Little wild cat, do you want to use these things to block my mouth?!" Shangguan Yu easily guessed Du Yiqing's thoughts.