Soon, Feng Jia had arrived in front of the queen mother's palace.

A tall eunuch raised his voice and sent a message inside.

Lan Shuying walked in with the little weak cat in her arms, and Qiu Yan followed her sensibly, and helped her remove the heavy cloak after entering the room.

In this way, the whole person is much lighter.

The Queen Mother sat on the top, and when she saw her come in, she restrained her smile and looked very serious.

There was also a palace concubine in pink cotton clothes sitting in the Taishi chair below, with two frozen red hands on her lower abdomen, and her movements were a little deliberate.

Lan Shuying gave the old woman a salute first.

The old woman nodded, and the palace concubine obediently got up and saluted her.

Gifts are still exchanged, and there is no loss in this wave.

The old woman is indeed quite old, her sideburns are all white, she is nominally a mother-in-law, if she is calculated according to her actual age, she can at least be Ji Mingyue's grandmother.

The reason why this is the case is because this queen mother is not Wen Xuanwang's biological mother.

That biological mother is a low-level constant, and she hangs up before she gets to Jinfeng.

At that time, the first emperor was not young, and the queen mother was an old senior palace concubine who had followed him since the Qiandi, perhaps because she was pitiful that she didn't have a child of her own, so the emperor handed over Wen Xuanwang to her to raise.

That's how the age difference between mother and son came about.

The Queen Mother is not old-hearted, she sat in this position with a nurturing grace, probably because she felt that her life would not be too long, and she wanted to shine in her last life and step up her efforts.

In short, I just want to take advantage of Wen Xuanwang's lack of wings to put more pressure on him and let her mother get more benefits.

Wen Xuanwang also gradually became separated from his adoptive mother because of this, and even went to opposition.

It's just that Ji Mingyue is young and simple, and she can't see through the undercurrents between the mother and son.

And Wen Xuanwang's acting skills are so good, Ji Mingyue thought that he really respected the Queen Mother so much, she thought, since the emperor is so busy, it should be up to her, who is the daughter-in-law, to do his filial piety on his behalf.

Lan Shuying empathized, feeling that Wen Xuanwang's life was really not easy.

He tried his best to stabilize the old ministers of the previous dynasty, used upright officials, and wanted to carry forward the dynasty of the Wen family, but the old lady in the backyard was restless, and he also rebelled against his well-behaved little daughter-in-law!

In this way, it is no wonder that he left Ji Mingyue in the palace in a fit of anger.

Being angry is a reason, and not wanting Ji Mingyue to continue to help the old woman is also one thing.

There is one last obscure reason, he actually has the intention of protecting this silly girl.

The Queen Mother lifted her eyelids and asked in a strange manner: "The queen has worked the way, and I heard that a few fast horses died on the road." ”

Lan Shuying didn't wait for her to open her mouth to offer a seat, but she didn't hesitate at all, and found a chair to sit down.

She didn't want to use the tea here, she took the stove from Qiu Yan's hand, hugged it comfortably, and then said: "It's not hard, the concubine received the holy decree from the Heart Cultivation Palace, so she naturally didn't dare to slack off, and she didn't stop day and night, so she came in time." ”

It stands to reason that Ji Mingyue is doing her best for the Queen Mother, and the other party should not be in such a tone.

The Queen Mother's attitude made Lan Shuying confirm her guess:

Wen Xuanwang did have the intention of protecting Ji Mingyue, and he didn't want this unclear queen to get involved in the dispute between the mother and son again.

Because she was warned by Wen Xuanwang, the Queen Mother held a grudge against Ji Mingyue, maybe thinking that this chess piece already had a brain and was going to get out of her control.

The old woman is trying to beat her today.

Lan Shuying's heart brightened.

When the two were talking, the little weak cat quietly poked her head out from behind her arm and looked at the queen mother's expression.

Hey, it's so warm......

The little weak cat has discovered a new world! His eyes lit up, and he didn't hesitate to put his little paw on the stove.

Comfortable!

Hurry up and put the other one on as well!

Lan Shuying felt this little thing kicking around in her arms, took the time to take a look, and was speechless: You can enjoy it, right?

Also rubbed.

Are you still scratching??

Okay, okay, for you.

She let go of her hand and pushed the stove into her arms, and her slender ten fingers overlapped on her thighs, just to fix the stove, and she looked particularly dignified and demure.

The little weak cat nested in her arms, in a large font on the back curve of the stove.

With Lan Shuying's thoughts, it feels like a pancake.

Take the initiative to paste the oven and bake the cat cake!

Just ask if you're afraid!

But the little weak cat didn't know what she was thinking.

The little weak cat was contented to keep warm, pouted back when it felt hot, and even wanted to turn itself over.

Enjoying it so much, the little weak cat forgot that he came here to eavesdrop.

Qiu Yan stood behind her, past Lan Shuying's shoulder, she took it all in her eyes, the corners of her mouth twitched a few times, and the fist in her sleeve was silently clenched.

The master spoils this ugly thing too much!

Ahh

A few minutes passed.

Wen Xuanwang stiffened, lying on the stove and not moving.

What the hell did he do?!

A certain emperor with a long reflex arc fell into deep thought, and he suddenly realized: to find foreign aid must be as soon as possible.

If it was too late, he would have been more than just influenced by the clown cat.

Maybe one day, he didn't even have a chance to wake up, but was directly assimilated by the cat and turned into a fool who begged for food in front of the queen!

No, that's absolutely not going to work!

He had two diagrams in his head flipping back and forth.

One is the image of him wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, a wise and martial artist;

The other is the hazy figure he has seen on the ice today, the ugly cat!

The mentality collapsed.

The eyes of the little weak cat lost their brightness, and the cat felt bleak and bleak.

My dragon chair, my country, my harem...... I want to go back, Queen, Queen, you must help me!

Wen Xuanwang secretly made up his mind and planned to implement the plan tonight.

……

If you set a tone for today's meeting and meeting between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Lan Shuying thinks it should be: lazy.

The queen mother said how unwell she was, how low her energy was, how ignorant these women in the harem were, and they were not as dignified and decent as the queen, and so on.

In fact, it is to express a meaning: if you are still my filial daughter-in-law, quickly stand up and share your worries.

Lan Shuying resolutely did not say this.

It's as if your IQ has been eaten and you can't understand the meaning of the Queen Mother.

She listened quietly, occasionally showing a look of sympathy, and occasionally followed the Queen Mother to say a few words to scold Huai, and glanced at the pink beauty who was dead and didn't leave.

At this time, Ji Mingyue shouldn't have recognized this girl, but Lan Shuying had the memory of her original body, and she knew it at the first glance when she entered the door.

This girl is the noble Shun who took over the responsibility of blocking the arrow.

As the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law talked for longer and longer, the sun gradually moved westward.

Lan Shuying was a little hungry.

Shun Guiren was still in high spirits at first, wanting to boil her away so as to report the good news to the Queen Mother.

However, the queen mother was more patient today, but she didn't retreat, forcing the noble people to make a move.

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