Qiao Suiyi returned to the palace and immediately went to Gu Tingfang’s Zhaode Hall.
When Zhang Jiade saw her, he hurriedly greeted her, "Princess, there is someone inside."
"Who's in there?"
"Miss Bai."
Hearing this, Qiao Suiyi frowned and said, "I want to inform you that I have something to do and I want to see your brother."
"Hey." Zhang Jiade responded and walked in quickly.
After a while, Bai Zhixi walked out with an ugly face.
When she saw Qiao Suiyi outside, her face became even more serious. She glanced at her displeasedly and was about to leave.
"Stop!"
Qiao Suiyi's voice suddenly sounded, causing Bai Zhixi to stop.
Standing at the entrance of Zhaode Hall, Qiao Suiyi raised his head high, arrogant and cold, "Miss Bai serves the Queen Mother in the Queen Mother's Palace, and has been in the palace for a long time. Don't you know what it means to be a king and a minister?"
Ritual?"
Turning around, she looked at Bai Zhixi coldly.
"Bai Zhixi, when you see me, shouldn't you salute me? She is the legitimate daughter of a first-class prince, but she has no rules."
Bai Zhixi looked at Qiao Suiyi fiercely, a storm brewing in her heart, but she endured it without saying a word.
She took a step forward and came to Qiao Suiyi. She bowed slightly and said, "I have met the princess. May the princess be safe and happy."
Qiao Suiyi looked at her expressionlessly, seeing that she was wearing an extremely soft and open silver silk gauze dress. Every move she made made the silver silk sparkle into a flowing feeling, which was set off by her flawless white skin.
The facial features are exquisite and elegant, and there is a sense of desolation that makes people want to pity her.
Looking back, Qiao Suiyi said: "This is the palace after all. Miss Bai should pay attention to her words and deeds when walking in the palace."
"My dear daughter, please remember the princess's teachings."
Qiao Suiyi said no more, turned around and walked into Zhaode Hall.
Watching her leaving back, Bai Zhixi squeezed her hands under her sleeves hard, her sharp nails dug deeply into her palms, and scarlet blood flowed out. She seemed to have never noticed it, her face was so cold.
Horrible.
Qiao Suiyi, let’s go and see.
Qiao Suiyi walked into the palace and bowed politely, "My sister pays homage to the emperor."
Gu Tingfang glanced at her, looking a little weak, "What's the matter?"
"Brother, I have heard that Crown Prince Yin has disappeared and his life and death are unknown. Is this possible?"
"No." Gu Tingfang blurted out these two words without thinking, "How could anything happen to him if the disaster has lasted for thousands of years?"
Hearing this, Qiao Suyi glanced at him in confusion, and when she wanted to ask something more, she saw him wave his hand, with a look of irritation on his face.
"I still have something to do. If nothing happens, just go down."
Qiao Suiyi: "..."
In her impression, the emperor's brother had never spoken harsh words to her, let alone such cold words. It seemed that Yin Luzhu was really in danger.
Her lips moved, and Qiao Suiyi wanted to ask something more, but when she saw Gu Tingfang's gloomy look, she backed away.
Gu Tingfang stared at the memorial on the desk in trance.
Within a few days, the memorials had piled up like a mountain, but he didn't even have the desire to flip through them.
If Yin Luzhu is really dead, then the Chu Xiang Palace will have no successor, and the Ming Yu Army can also be recruited, but...
This is obviously a harmless thing, but it makes people feel inexplicably irritated.
Probably, they were worried that Yin Jingchao would find out and start a war, causing unnecessary trouble.
"Alas!" With another sigh, Gu Tingfang kicked over the desk in front of her, "You can't even protect yourself if you have useless things."
