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142. Chapter 142 Tit for tat

Su Baixi couldn't help but shudder when she saw the coldness in her mother's eyes, and asked softly -

"Mother, what are your plans?"

"If what Master Jinghui said is true, then we will never stop doing it and kill someone with a borrowed knife." The eldest lady said solemnly.

Su Baixi nodded, a beautiful cruelty flashed in her eyes——

"My mother and I thought together. Let's add more potion to the prescription Su Yueming gave to my grandmother to make her die quickly, and then blame Su Yueming. Neither father nor Concubine Zhen would do anything to murder the old lady.

Let it go, then Su Yueming will definitely die. Moreover, no one can restrain mother in the Prime Minister's Palace from now on. We can successfully get rid of Su Ying, Jiang's unsightly bitches one by one."

The eldest lady glanced at her daughter and said sternly, "I'm warning you, recite the Buddha's name carefully here and pretend to be sincerely repentant, do you understand?"

Su Baixi said, "I understand, mother, don't worry, I will never make another mistake."

After giving some advice to her daughter, the eldest lady walked out of the nunnery, but she bumped into Su Yueming and the third aunt who were coming from the opposite direction——

"Mother." Su Yueming smiled gracefully, bent her knees slightly, and looked at the eldest lady with eyes full of gentle smiles.

The eldest lady's face was cold, and her eyes fell on the third aunt. The third aunt shrank in fear and lowered her head. Su Yueming gently held her hand and conveyed strength silently.

The eldest lady said stiffly, "Third aunt, you have a good daughter!"

The corners of Su Yueming's lips raised, her voice was like a nightingale, neither humble nor arrogant, she said lightly——

"Nothing can compare to eldest sister."

She deliberately passed on all the eldest lady's conspiracy to Su Baixi. On the one hand, she vented her anger on her daughter Wen Yi, and on the other hand, she wanted the eldest lady to personally taste the bitter fruit she had sown.

"Yue Ming, I hope your smile can always be as bright as it is today." When the eldest lady spoke, there was a smile on her face, but her eyes were cold to the bone.

"Thank you, mother, for your beautiful wishes. Yue Ming will definitely live up to her wishes, live happily, and smile brilliantly." Su Yueming's eyes looked at her aunt, fearless.

"Humph!" The eldest lady flicked her sleeves, turned around and left.

On this trip to pray for blessings at Jing'an Temple, two slaves suddenly died. The second young lady was humiliated, and the eldest young lady was imprisoned in the nunnery. The old lady had no intention of staying any longer and hurried back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After Su Buqing heard about these things, he hurried to the old lady's Yonghe Garden.

The old lady was mentally ill and had an embroidered band around her head. She was lying on the bedside with her eyes closed. Su Ying silently sat on the bedside and massaged her head.

"Mother, I have heard from Su Mao about the Jing'an Temple. You are frightened." Su Buqing stood in front of the old lady's bed with her head bowed and said.

The old lady slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were full of exhaustion, and her whole person looked older——

"The Sixth Prince and the Seventh Prince are all present, especially the Seventh Prince's mother-in-law, Concubine Rong, who is our sworn enemy. This time, the face of my prime minister's office has been completely lost. What if this news reaches the ears of the Emperor and the Crown Prince?"

Is it good?"

Su Buqing's face was solemn. He never expected that such a thing would happen during his trip to Jing'an Temple, but he could only comfort the old lady——

"The matter has come to an end. Mother, take care of yourself and hold on tight. Don't worry too much. After my son retires from the court tomorrow, he will go to see Concubine Zhen to discuss the matter in detail."

A trace of anger suddenly overflowed from the old lady's eyes, she coughed twice, and said, "After all, it's all the good deeds done by the legitimate daughter you hold in the palm of your hand! Why didn't I find out before that what she was thinking was actually

Why is it so dirty? You do something that is not worthy of publicity. You are so flamboyant and intolerant of people's character. Even if you go to the palace, it will only cause trouble for Concubine Zhen. I don't think it will consolidate your position in the court.

It doesn’t work at all!”

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For some reason today, I feel particularly lack of energy. I slept all day and will update Chapter 9 to make up for it tomorrow.

in addition:

Some people have raised objections about the prince calling himself "this palace". How can he call himself "this palace"? Here is a general explanation: There were many palaces in ancient palaces. As long as the owner of a palace could call himself "this palace", for example, if the prince's name is "East Palace", he can call himself "this palace".

The queen can call herself "this palace", and some people, such as princesses, who have official titles can call themselves "this palace", otherwise they can only call themselves "this palace". Strictly speaking, only the lord of a palace can call himself "this palace", and a

The correct meaning of the Lord of the Palace, such as "East Palace" and "West Palace", can be famous only by rulers. It does not mean that everyone who lives in the palace can call himself this.


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