Imperial Concubine Yao Yue sat slumped on the mahogany carved chair, holding her hands on the back of the chair, her joints turning white.
It was only at this moment that she seemed to have recovered from the nightmare she had just suffered.
My body was shaking like fallen leaves in the autumn wind. No matter how I suppressed it, I couldn't stop it.
Qin Lang, her son, also looked very strange today.
If she heard correctly, he was blaming her and being unfair to Qin Shi.[
He was ordering her not to interfere in the fight between the two brothers.
But she doesn't understand,
Why did Qin Lang fight for Qin Shi?
He clearly showed full ambition for the position of prince.
But why, he didn't hesitate to contradict her, but also wanted to say a word for Qin Shi.
Can't figure it out.
Can't figure it out.
She kept rubbing her eyebrows, unable to suppress her headache.
However, there is a belief that is very firm from beginning to end, and has never wavered in the slightest.
Qin Shi must give up the position of prince to Qin Lang.
No matter how much he has contributed to the Fengming Kingdom, she will never allow Qin Shi to ascend the throne.
Qin Lang is no longer very obedient.
Then, her plan can only be carried out in advance.
Tonight's royal banquet is a God-given opportunity. Although there is not much time to prepare, if we seize the opportunity and plan properly, there should be a chance.
Thinking of this, she sat upright and patted her palms three times.
On the wooden beam above the head, seven or eight masked men in black suddenly appeared, kneeling at the feet of Imperial Concubine Yao Yue.
"Arrange some people to bring the three Tianchi princesses from the prince's palace to attend the royal banquet."
"The previous plans are carried out in advance. You can go on your own. Tonight is the long-awaited opportunity. We must not miss it."