The day before Xu Yunsheng's death, he drafted a holy decree, appointing the prince Xu Ziyi as the crown prince and Ye Fei as the regent to supervise the government, and return the power when the prince has the ability.

However, this was forced by Qiyin to write it.

Qiyin held the holy decree and carried it behind his back, smiling.

"Let me tell you one more thing, your poison is under this palace, are you surprised, are you not surprised?"

I saw Xu Yunsheng smiling bitterly, with a slight surprise in his expression, as if he had already knew, "It's not strange if it's you." ”

He seemed to see through life and death.

Qiyin saw that he was not annoyed, and he didn't have a sense of accomplishment at all, so he planned to take another dose of fierce medicine, "There is something else in this palace that might as well tell you, Ye Fei is the grandson of the princess of the previous dynasty." ”

"You!" He was really shocked.

Originally, I thought that he was dying, and a son would succeed him. No matter how much the queen doesn't like him, no matter how much he dislikes her, he thinks that he should support the prince wholeheartedly and be her queen mother.

Now that she has said this, it is clear that she will not guard this country well.

"Your Majesty, you can go with peace of mind!"

Xu Yunsheng didn't blink a blind eye, even if the Xu family's country was stolen, it had been sitting for so many years, but in the end, he still had to return it.

When Ye Fei received the holy decree, his face was strange, and with his political achievements, it was impossible to become a regent.

"Come on, I'm afraid that when the palace leaves, you will still be a little courtier, and this palace will not be able to sit still for long."

Ye Fei's ability is not low, on the contrary, he is brave and strategic, and everything is in the process of planning. But there was a lack of chance, he could have relied on Xu Yunsheng's appreciation, coupled with his strong political achievements, to get the position of a marquis, but Xu Yunsheng was poisoned by Qiyin.

Everyone is greedy for imperial power, and in this case, it is difficult for him to have a good time.

Qiyin didn't mind helping him either.

Do a good deed every day?

Thinking too much, she's just bored.

The little prince ascended the throne, a small group, and was held in his arms by Qiyin.

The courtiers looked at a certain woman on the dragon chair with some distortion.

"Something to start and quit the dynasty without anything!" The eunuch's shrill voice echoed in the hall.

The new emperor was stunned and cried out in fright.

Qiyin looked at him like a crying bag, with a cold face, "Don't cry!" ”

"Uh, mother, uh!"

After I stopped crying, I hiccuped with fear.

It was nothing serious, so I went down to the court early.

A year later, the little prince learned to walk and run, but he didn't speak fluently, a small lump, cute and tight.

"The Queen Mother! Mother, mother! The little emperor wore a dragon robe, came to Fengqi Palace, climbed onto the table, and looked at the food on the table with sparkling eyes.

Qiyin looked at this little group and had an urge to hit someone, so why did she raise this little kid in the first place?

"Queen Mother, I want to eat, eat that!" The little emperor pointed to a plate of crystal dumplings and said glutinously.

Seven tones ignored it.

"Queen Mother!" The little emperor looked at her aggrievedly, as if accusing her of having no maternal love at all.

It was Su Hong beside him, who was so excited that he couldn't help but pick up the chopsticks and put a piece of crystal dumpling into his bowl.

"Thank you, Queen Mother!" The little emperor happily took his not-so-skilled chopsticks and ate them.

Su Hong: Meow meow?

Qiyin: What did I do?

Xiao Liuzi: I don't understand it.

The little emperor didn't know if it was because of the reason for recognizing the bed, so he ran to Fengqi Palace every day, and the small ball was still uncatchable.

Of course, no one dared to arrest him.

Qiyin's face was paralyzed, and he touched a handful of Xiaobai's hair, thinking about when he would poison the little emperor.

[Host, are you the devil?] 】

Qiyin smiled sadly, "I'm more terrible than the devil!" ”