Hongxia's eyes flickered and her head shook like a wave drum: "No, no! No one ordered me! The Queen Mother, this slave was confused for a moment. I just thought that the tribute from Xiliao must be good, so I brought it to Cixi Palace.
, Queen Mother, I didn’t mean to take your life. You have a bodhisattva heart, so please kindly forgive me!”
"Still quibbling!"
Suddenly a gust of wind blew up from the palm. Before everyone could see clearly how Feng Qingyang acted, Hongxia was thrown away by a palm.
Hit the table beautifully.
The water cups and teapots on the table were knocked to the ground, leaving a mess.
Chen Xi strode to the pile of fragments, picked up a teacup broken into three pieces, put it under his nose and smelled it, then turned his cold eyes and landed on Hongxia's guilty eyes.
She asked in a deep voice: "Where did this tea cup come from?"
"Tea, tea cup..."
"Hongxia, you are so scheming! It's not enough to put a bath in the incense burner, but you also give the old man a teacup with rosemary?"
"No, it's not..."
Hongxia shook her head, her body shaking like beans.
Now that the matter has been exposed, confession and leniency can save the lives of the family members, but...
Under the sleeves, long nails dug into the palms of her hands. She bit her lip and refused to reveal the instigator behind it.
She is gambling!
If you win the bet, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth in your lifetime!
"What a stubborn palace maid! Do you think we can't do anything to you if you don't say anything? Do you think that by delaying time like this, the person behind you will come out to support you?
Tell you, it’s impossible!”
Chen Xi coldly shattered Hongxia's innocent fantasy, "Since you want to abandon the lives of your family, fine! I will grant you my wish! Someone is here!"
"My subordinate is here!"
A wisp of black smoke flew in from outside the door. Mu Ying saluted the Queen Mother and Feng Qingyang, then turned around and asked Chen Xi: "What are your orders, Princess?"
"Take her away and treat her in her own way."
Chen Xi threw the incense burner containing the Mu technique to Mu Ying and gave instructions in a cold voice.
Hongxia was shocked: "No, you can't take me away! No! Shang Kexi, this is the palace. Without the permission of His Highness, none of you can take me away. You can't..."
Hongxia's shouts gradually dissipated as the figure retreated.
Chen Xi and Feng Qingyang looked at each other, with the same message written in their eyes: Prince?
What a bold prince Feng Junchen!
The Queen Mother seemed to have long thought that he was the mastermind behind the scenes. She leaned tiredly on the bed and silently asked herself, was she wrong?
All these years, only Feng Qingyang has been seen, has the other grandchildren become jealous?
"Royal Grandma, don't think too much, you are just the victim in this matter today."
Feng Qingyang saw the Empress Dowager's thoughts and spoke to comfort her.
Xiao Qiansi came up to the Empress Dowager, held up the old man's withered hand and rubbed it, and said thoughtfully: "Grandma, please don't be sad. Can Xiao Qian tell you a story?"
"Xiao Qian..."
The Queen Mother slowly opened her eyes and looked at the little pink dumpling that was exactly the same as Feng Qingyang's when she was a child. A warm current seemed to be injected into her desolate heart.
She touched little Qiansi's head with emotion and sighed: "Good boy! So good."
Looking up, her complex eyes fell on Chen Xi, who was standing silently aside. She said to Feng Qingyang: "Yang'er, please take Xiaoqian outside for a walk first. The Yi family has something to say to Xi'er.