In Fengqi Palace, a palace maid stood respectfully under the queen.

The queen's whole body was lazily leaning on the soft couch of the concubine, with a soft cushion behind her, her eyes slightly closed, her expression was demure, and another palace maid stood behind her, carefully massaging her.

Since An Chenglin is no longer in Jingshi, she has been moving a lot less recently, as the saying goes, there are more mistakes in saying more, and more mistakes in doing, at this time, she also happened to draw some lazy loopholes.

An Chenglin will be sent to Beijing, all of which are in the intention of Emperor An Ren, if she does too much at this time, it will inevitably make Emperor An Ren feel disgusted, and at that time, her Lin'er will really have no hope of returning to Beijing.

With a deep sigh, the queen slowly opened her eyes, raised her hand and rubbed her temples, looked at the palace maid in the lower capital, and asked in a low voice: "What is the movement of Huaqing Palace?" ”

The palace maid at the bottom gave a salute and replied respectfully: "Hui Niangniang, Concubine Ling has decided to hold a flower-viewing banquet in Huaqing Palace ten days later, and choose a concubine for the eleventh prince, and the list has also been set and has been presented to the emperor." ”

The lazy look on her face faded a little, and the corners of the queen's mouth turned into a smile.

Mockery is accompanied by sarcasm.

With An Chengluo's stump legs, does it be difficult for her Concubine Ling to think that with the princess, she can make An Chengluo's knees and heirs extend? Whether or not they can do it is still a big question.

"Concubine Ling has invited those young ladies to come?" The queen asked unhurriedly.

"Hui Niangniang, they are all family members below the level of five-grade officials, and the highest official rank is none other than Guo Qiaorong, the daughter of Guo Yongguo, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple." Yinghe replied one by one.

As she spoke, Yinghe took out a list from her sleeve pocket and put her hands in front of her.

Yun Qiu, the confidant palace maid standing behind the queen, stepped forward, took the list in her hand, and presented it to the queen.

The queen opened the list, glanced at it a few times, the smile on her face was even worse, and the mockery in her eyes was even more obvious, she said with a smile: "Concubine Ling, is this the end of the road?" Choose some small households, but this kind of identity is quite suitable for her disabled son. ”

Yinghe also laughed and said: "Niangniang said very much, the eleventh prince was withdrawn by the eldest lady, but I am afraid that among the current Beijing teachers, no one is willing to marry the eleventh prince, and they all avoid it." ”

Listening to Yinghe's words, the queen was unspeakably comfortable in her heart, as long as Concubine Ling didn't have a good life, she was comfortable in her heart.

That damn Concubine Ling, since she entered the palace, has been against her everywhere, relying on her own favor, and relying on her brother to be a general, holding military power, and not taking her in her eyes, she has already hated Concubine Ling in her heart.

Since giving birth to the eleventh prince, it is even more lawless, it is simply sideways in this palace, and even the identity of the eleventh prince seems to be more noble than other princes, and he can't touch it, and he can't say it.

Everything Concubine Ling cares about, she has to destroy everything, doesn't she feel sorry for her son? Then let her taste the loss of her son.

It's a pity that An Chengluo is a big fate.

It turned out that she only had her legs crippled, but just losing these legs should make Concubine Ling feel distressed.

No, since An Cheng fell into a crippled leg, she has rarely moved around in this palace, and even the emperor has begun to dislike Concubine Ling.

The queen is happy to see these, and she is also very relieved.

In the past, his niece was an ignorant child, crying and clamoring to marry An Chengluo, An Chengluo is the heir of Concubine Ling, she is destined not to let him have a good end, if Xu Yiyao really marries An Chengluo, she will inevitably be implicated by him.

But no matter how she persuaded her, it was useless, she would rather die than marry An Chengluo. It's good now, and I'm crying and crying to quit my family, but it's okay if my relatives retreat, which can be regarded as a major blow to Concubine Ling and An Chengluo.

Concubine Ling may still think that her son's marriage to Zhenguo Gong can somewhat win over Zhenguo Mansion, but she doesn't look at whose maiden family this Zhenguo Gong is.

Not to mention the water spilled by the married woman, even if Xu Yiyao married An Chengluo, but just because this Zhenguo Gong is the uncle of the second prince, he will never turn his head to support the truth of the eleventh prince.

This concubine thought that she could grasp the life-saving straw of the Zhenguo Mansion, but this straw sometimes would be the last straw that crushed the camel.

The queen knew very well that although her brother was fair and loyal, there was no reason to eat inside and out.

She is the sister of Zhenguo Gong, and her blood is there, Zhenguo Gong must also be a faction of the second prince, which is well known in the previous dynasty.

Concubine Ling's abacus was wrong.

Now she has been forced to the end, she can only choose those insignificant people to be the princess of her son, even if those people are not qualified to be concubines for some courtiers who have a little status in the court, but now she wants to choose this identity as the eleventh princess, thinking that this will be the biggest joke in Beijing in the near future.

Heaven is a good reincarnation, and the sky forgives whom.

Isn't Concubine Ling going to be arrogant in this palace, then it's time for her to taste the bitter fruit.

Thinking in her heart, the queen opened her mouth and asked, "Has the post from Huaqing Palace been sent?" ”

Yinghe hurriedly replied: "All of them have been sent out of the palace, presumably all the prefectures should have received invitations now." ”

With a faint smile, the queen sat up straight, and instructed Yinghe: "Concubine Ling wants to choose a concubine for the eleventh prince, this is a big deal, we can't just look at it, but we have to help Huaqing Palace to be lively, who did Concubine Ling invite, so that the people of this Beijing division also know and know, help to be happy, and celebrate that the eleventh prince can find a good match as soon as possible." ”

Yinghe naturally heard the meaning of the queen's words, a deep smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she replied: "Rest assured, the slave will definitely handle this matter properly." ”

The queen waved her hand at Yinghe, and said lightly: "This palace knows that you are doing things safely, and if this matter is done, this palace will naturally not treat you badly, go down." ”

Yinghe gave a big salute to the queen, and the whole person knelt on the ground and said loudly: "The slave and maid thanked the queen, and the slave and maid retired." ”

After saluting, Yinghe withdrew.

After Yinghe went out, the queen looked at Yunqiu, handed her the list in her hand, and slowly ordered: "You should check the people on this list to see which of them have the opportunity to become the eleventh princess, and then go to the Zhenguo Mansion to give Yi Yao a breath, so that she can be closer to these people, if it can be used by us in the future, it is the best." ”

Yun Qiu bowed slightly and replied, "Yes." ”

Without any extra words, Yunqiu also retreated.

In the main hall of Fengqi Palace, only the queen was left, and there was the laughter that echoed for a long time.

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