After all, it is not easy for them to have an official, and Huang Zhiyuan has not done anything harmful, so they don't need to put their entire family's lives into it.

Now, Huang Zhiyuan has gradually understood that the Queen Mother's enthusiasm for court politics has far exceeded his imagination, she united with civil and military officials, and even used such a thing as choosing a concubine to envelop them, the purpose is very clear, she needs their support, only they can satisfy her ambitions.

So, she began to propose to listen to the government, nominally to help the emperor share his worries, but in fact, it was her ambition that was swelling sharply, and she couldn't wait to kick him away and sit on the dragon chair by herself.

In the struggle for power, it has been cruel since ancient times, and father and son, brother and brother, have never stopped.

It's just that the mother is arguing with her son, but he has never heard of it.

Is such a mother really a good mother? Is she really for her son?

Huang Zhiyuan even felt that she was just a springboard for her, she was using herself to satisfy the ** of power in her heart.

It's a pity that the Queen Mother still doesn't understand Huang Zhiyuan, and her thoughts about him are still only superficial.

She only saw that Huang Zhiyuan was obedient to her and respected her opinion on everything, but she didn't expect that Huang Zhiyuan just wanted to feel more of his mother's love, and he didn't want to lose this hard-won mother's love.

However, this is not the real him, the real him, the Queen Mother doesn't understand, what kind of person Huang Zhiyuan is after all these years of separation, how can she see it clearly in such a short time?

Huang Zhiyuan sighed faintly, in his heart, maybe this residual family relationship has begun to crack.

He walked to the front of the imperial study, stood under the eaves, and his eyes fell on the white snowy scene.

The golden sunlight sprinkled on the snow, and the red makeup was wrapped in a bewitching look.

He'er, my He'er, where are you, how are you doing?

Perhaps, this high-rise building and deep courtyard should not be a place to restrain you, you should have a wider sky.

Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Lin Qinghe and Lin Zilu have been here for a long time, the two of them kill demons during the day, live in the space at night, eat and drink tea, and are very happy.

This simple and happy life is what she likes very much, and it is also what she wants very much.

In Lin Qinghe's world, he just wants to live such a simple and happy life, and work with the people he likes, kill demons, act chivalrous, and be hot-blooded.

Or, as now, live quietly in the space with the people you like.

Tea. Play chess. Cook. Enjoy the beauty of the space.

These things are very happy and fascinating for her.

Lin Qinghe was eating with Lin Zilu, making salted meat and salted duck, accompanied by rice.

Of course, it is indispensable to grow your own vegetables in the space.

Lin Zilu has been eating here for a long time, he doesn't know how to cook, every time Lin Qinghe does it, he stands aside and watches.

Sometimes, he is responsible for lighting the fire, but he is very simple to light the fire, Lin Qinghe piles the firewood under the stove, he flicks his fingers, lights the firewood directly, and then just stands on the side and watches.

The rice is fragrant, the salted meat and salted duck are steamed directly on it, and when the rice is cooked, those things are also cooked.