And the emperor may not have thought until he died that he, a cold and cold son, had a wolf ambition hidden in his heart, and it was the military power he gave him that became a bargaining chip for his success.

Perhaps, the emperor also thought about it, but he was immersed in the dream woven by the male protagonist and didn't want to think about it.

Bai Ji sighed twice, pouted, and then thought of the beginning of the male protagonist's hatred for the emperor, because his mother was a lowly maidservant, who was pregnant with him after climbing the bed, and finally fell into the river and died.

And the emperor just hastily asked people to use a broken mat, swept it away, and threw it in the mass grave.

At that time, the male protagonist secretly swore that he must make the emperor pay, and later, he not only made the emperor pay, but also made the emperor's son pay.

Although there is only a few mention in the plot, Bai Xi never forgets it, and still writes down a particularly important point.

That is, the emperor's body will lose weight so quickly, because the male protagonist bought off the minions in the palace and drugged the emperor, so that the emperor would leave so quickly.

Bai Xi raised her hand and patted her little head, only to feel that the palace strife was really not suitable for her little cutie to stir up, and she would lose her life if she was not careful.

Seeing that her girl patted her head inexplicably, Lu Liu hurriedly grabbed her hand, and blew Bai Xi's head with some distress: "Girl, everything is easy to discuss, how can you beat yourself like this." "It's not smart in the first place, if you play a good game again, it will be unacceptable.

Of course, in the latter sentence, Green Willow's desire to survive was extremely strong and did not say it.

The little girl blinked blankly, with a smile in her eyes, and said softly: "Sister Green Willow, why does this girl think that you are becoming more and more like an old mother?" ”

Lu Liuqi's face was flushed, and he could only say no: "Girl, don't make fun of slaves." ”

*

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is time for the Queen Mother's birthday.

Bai Xi was carried around by Bai Mu, and there was really nothing wrong with setting off.

When she got into the carriage, the little girl yawned a little pitifully, and it was really not a good thing to get up early.

The white mother saw that her little face was wrinkled together, her eyes were covered with mist, and her nose was a little red, like a little chick who had just come out of the nest, stunned, and completely out of state.

Bai Mu smiled, with great pity in her eyes, and subconsciously pinched her good sister's face, and what she got was the tears of the little girl's grievances.

Bai Mu immediately withdrew her hand, but no matter how she looked at it, she was a little unsatisfied.

Why didn't I find that Sister Ji was so well-behaved before, like a soft and glutinous little milk dumpling.

This kind of time did not last long, the carriage left from the prime minister's mansion shouting, and in less than a faint time of incense, it stopped.

Donglan adheres to the tradition of putting filial piety first, so the queen mother's birthday, the emperor naturally wants to do a big deal.

As soon as Bai Xi walked into the courtyard of the banquet guests, the boss whose originally wet eyes opened.

It was she who underestimated Donglan's financial resources, but she didn't expect it to be so luxurious.

As soon as Bai Mu entered the banquet, she met the ladies who she usually befriended, Bai Xi was a little bored beside her, so she simply looked for a seat to find her own seat, and ate snacks in a regular manner.

The dim sum in the palace is naturally very catchy, with a sweet and silky taste, moistening the throat, and it is a feast for the taste.

The little girl bent over as if she were a thief, her eyes purring, and she did not forget to look around as she ate.