The current Bai Ze is too terrifying. He is no longer the elegant prince he was before. Instead, he is an unsheathed sword. The sound of the wind blows loudly, as if he might cut off someone else's head at any time.
Thinking of the two headless corpses in the main hall that were not yet cold, the second aunt could not help but shudder.
That was the tenth batch of people who had been replaced in the past few days. Almost every few hours, a maid or eunuch would be carried out.
Now, there are already some people in the palace who are panicked. Everyone is afraid of being summoned to Bai Ze's side, because that would mean death.
"Feng'er, I always feel that His Majesty the Emperor has changed..." Second Aunt began to complain in front of Leng Yuefeng.
Leng Yuefeng has become a good wife and mother in front of Bai Ze, but behind her back she is arrogant and condescending, even when facing her mother.
"Humph, how can you guess His Majesty the Emperor?" The words were spoken lightly, not like a conversation between a daughter and her mother, but like a superior queen reprimanding a palace maid.
The second aunt was startled, and then she lowered her head deeply.
She understands that her daughter is no longer the daughter who is obedient and at her mercy, but is the mother of the country, a being who is beneath one person and above tens of thousands of people.
However, Leng Yuefeng didn't care too much about it. She sat down with the support of the expert palace maid, and then frowned in deep thought.
"Your Majesty has smiled less and less in the past two days. Huh, it's all because of that little bitch Leng Meiying. Your Majesty still misses her so much!" After saying this, Leng Yuefeng's face rose with emotion.
Jealousy.
But she only dared to vent her jealousy behind her back. She didn't have the courage to say these things in front of Bai Ze.
"Yes, yes, His Majesty seemed to be angry because of that little prodigal just now."
The second aunt was beside her, adding fuel to the fire, which made Leng Yuefeng even more angry.
"Your Majesty cares about old friendships and will not participate in the siege of that little bitch. Well, that's good. I won't cause trouble for her, Rong'er."
Hearing Leng Yuefeng calling her, the middle-aged female master named Xie Rong immediately took a step forward: "My slave is here, what do you want me to say to you, the Queen?"
"Find for me Leng Meiying's old friends and subordinates in the imperial capital or elsewhere. Anyone who has anything to do with her system, regardless of gender, age or child, will be arrested by me."
Leng Yuefeng said fiercely.
Xie Rong thought for a while and said: "Returning to the Queen, the group of people who have the best relationship with Leng Meiying, such as Ye Lin, Su Qi and others have already withdrawn from Hanshilin. There are many people in Hanshilin.
Guardian, let alone me, even a strong Saint-level person can’t even dream of stepping into it.”
Xie Rong began to cry out in pain. If she were asked to kill Ye Lin and the others, it would be an impossible task.
"Idiot!" Leng Yuefeng scolded with dissatisfaction: "Aren't there other people? The Zhuge family, the apprentices of that old Van Gogh, and all the people in the Imperial College who have something to do with Leng Meiying
People we have a relationship with, and doesn’t Leng Meiying have a spy named Xuejiao? Catch her for me!”
After becoming the queen, Leng Yuefeng also had great authority, and she already knew Xuejiao's secrets.
Xie Rong quickly nodded in agreement, and then left Gui'an.
If the second aunt's flash before the kiss can really make Leng Meiying sad, it will be enough to make people happy.
