Such an identity and status is the envy of countless Kyoto women.

Even if the premise is to marry the old and decrepit emperor, there are many women who are willing to go forward.

Compared with finding a good match, more women are willing to hold real power and sit on the pinnacle of power.

You must know that once the first emperor died, the queen was promoted to the queen mother.

When the time comes, having the right in your hand is equivalent to owning everything.

But the original owner didn't think so, the little prince Feng Lian was the white moonlight in her heart.

Before entering the palace, Feng Lian had expressed her heart to the original owner.

But at that time, the overall situation had been decided, and the original owner didn't want to put Feng Lian in danger, disloyalty and injustice because of his words.

said something against Feng Lian, lying that he just regarded him as a playmate.

After entering the palace, in addition to his parents, the only thing that the original owner was worried about and ashamed of was Feng Lian.

And as the queen, she can't turn her back on the emperor and has a little illusion about Feng Lian.

The timeline is pulled back to the present, and it is now the winter of Fenghe 648.

It has been six months since the death of the emperor.

Six months is enough to turn a dynasty upside down.

Three months after the death of the emperor, the original owner had close contact with Rong Sui for the first time.

This person made her fear from the bottom of her heart.

How beautiful Rong Sui's appearance is, how ruthless her heart is, and how deep her fear is.

Fortunately, the other party didn't embarrass her, but just let the original owner listen to the government.

After the original owner listened to the government for the first time, he knew that he had become a puppet who controlled the court with Rong Sui, just like the new little emperor.

The information was roughly sorted out here, and Yun Chu slowly opened his eyes.

A few days ago, the original owner had a serious illness, just recovered from a serious illness, and now he is very weak and still sick in bed.

Holding such a script for the first time, Yun Chu pondered for a while.

In other words, her current identity is the queen mother of the Fenghe Dynasty. Battle

was controlled by the eunuch Rong Sui and forced to go to the court to listen to the government.

And the task of this plane, the emperor she wants to raise is the youngest son of the first emperor, the eight-and-a-half-year-old little emperor Feng Xiao.

The general direction of the task is also there, that is, to train Feng Xiao to become a generation of Ming Jun.

Sort it out again, the original owner is the daughter of Taifu, and there is a childhood sweetheart and the existence of Bai Yueguang, that is, the little prince Feng Lian.

The original owner's emotional line can be cut off, and what is now in front of her is how to cultivate the young emperor into a talent.

Yun Chu did not ignore that among the many clues, the big boss Rong Sui who runs through it is the existence worthy of her careful scrutiny.

Outside the carved window lattice, a shallow golden light jumps in.

The faint noise broke the silence of Cining Palace.

"My lord, the Queen Mother has just recovered from a serious illness, so it is really not appropriate to meet her."

The Queen Mother's personal maid, the voice of the evening spirit came in.

Chang Gonggong, who was holding the dust, had a sharp voice and a polite tone: "Aunt Wanling, the miscellaneous family also knows that the queen mother has just recovered from her illness, but Lord Rong wants to see the queen mother, and the miscellaneous family can't stop it." You are a celebrity around the Queen Mother, and you know the most about the general situation. ”

Wan Ling's face turned pale: "But the Queen Mother ......"

Squeak –

The vermilion palace door was pushed open.

Outside the palace gate, a black gilt corner of the garment was exposed.

The temperature of Cining Palace suddenly dropped with the corner of the black clothes.

The evening spirit was silent.

Father-in-law Chang also lowered his dust, lowered his posture, and lowered his eyebrows respectfully.

On the dark robe embroidered with a silver silk unicorn, a bony hand lazily rested on it.

When the man stepped in, the light instantly lost its color.

The waist-length green silk was tied with a jade belt, and a simple wooden hairpin was inserted.

The lines of the facial features are extremely beautiful, the skin is whiter than snow, the eyebrows and eyes are like frost and snow, and when you look at it from afar, it seems that everything is choked by the coldness.