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Chapter 65: Taunting

Qian Shang got up, washed up randomly, and then returned to Weiyang Hall

The maids of Jiutian Palace did not stop him

Qian Shang thought, maybe Qiye never thought about letting her stay.

fair enough

When the Queen Mother saw him, she narrowed her eyes. Qian Chang's face was very pale. After being silent for a long time, the Queen Mother said softly: "Qian Chang, you haven't returned home all night. Why don't you go and catch up on your sleep? There is no need to greet the Ai family."

Qian Shang stood there for a long time, and then knelt down with a bang. She obviously didn't do anything wrong, but why did she have to admit her mistake!

If she said that the medicine she took yesterday was from Hongyi, how many people would believe her?

In fact, with her current status, how could she be qualified to defend herself?

She clearly knew that she was worthless, but she was unwilling to do so.

"Queen Mother, it's not what you think..."

Qian Shang's words were choked with sobs, and then she looked at the Queen Mother, her innocent eyes filled with tears.

Who knows, she is also very aggrieved!

However, who cares about her grievances!

"Qianshang, the Ai family has always thought that you really don't care about the emperor. If that's the case, why would you do that? Tell the Ai family, and the Ai family will naturally arrange everything for you."

"Slave, no, really no!" Qian Shang was shaking so hard that she could barely hear her voice, like a fish in the water, crying sadly.

But it was silent, and the sound of crying could not be heard: "Queen Mother, I really don't have any slaves."

However, in that case, it is so miserable, but how convincing is it?

The Queen Mother looked at Qian Shang motionless, never speaking, the light in her eyes was a mixture of disappointment and coldness.

Qian Shang knelt on the ground, her head resting on the ground, trying her best to suppress her collapse, but her sobbing voice still leaked out, like silk, thin, almost broken, and very miserable.


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