The current Bai Ze is too terrifying, he is no longer the elegant prince he was at the beginning, but a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the wind has been drinking, as if he may cut off someone else's head at any time.

Thinking of the two headless corpses in the main hall that were not yet cold, the second aunt couldn't help but shudder.

It was the tenth batch of people who had been replaced these days, and almost every few hours a palace maid or eunuch would be carried out.

Now, there are already some people in the palace who are panicking, and everyone is afraid of being summoned to Bai Ze's side, because that means death.

"Feng'er, I always feel that His Majesty the Emperor ......has changed," the second aunt began to complain in front of Leng Yuefeng.

Leng Yuefeng has become a good wife and mother in front of Bai Ze, but behind her back, she looks empty-eyed and high, even in front of her mother.

"Hmph, how can Your Majesty the Emperor speculate?" A light and faint sentence is not like a conversation between a daughter and her mother, but like a high-ranking queen reprimanding a palace maid.

The second aunt was stunned, and casually lowered her head deeply.

She understands that her daughter is no longer the obedient daughter who is at her mercy, but the mother of the country, an existence under one person and above ten thousand people.

However, Leng Yuefeng didn't mean to care too much about her, sat down with the support of the master palace maid, and then contemplated deeply.

"Your Majesty has been laughing less and less in the past two days, hmph, it's all caused by that little slut in Leng Meiying, Your Majesty still doesn't want her!" Speaking of this, a thick vinegar rose on Leng Yuefeng's face.

However, her dry vinegar only dared to be haired behind her back, and she didn't have the courage to say these things in front of Bai Ze.

"Yes, yes, His Majesty seems to be angry because of that little wave just now."

The second aunt added fuel to the fire next to her, which made Leng Yuefeng even more angry.

"Your Majesty cares about the old feelings, and does not participate in the siege of that little slut, hmph, that's good, I won't trouble her, Rong'er."

Hearing Leng Yuefeng call herself, the middle-aged female master named Xie Rong suddenly took a step forward: "The slave is here, what does the queen mother say?" ”

"Find Leng Meiying's old friends in the imperial capital or other places for me, the old department, anyone who has anything to do with her, whether men, women, old or young, all arrest me."

Leng Yuefeng said viciously.

Xie Rong thought for a while and said: "Back to the queen's mother, the group of people who have the best relationship with Leng Meiying are like night scales, Su Qi and they have already withdrawn to Hanshilin, there is a thick guard in Hanshilin, not to mention me, even if it is a saint-level powerhouse, I don't want to step into half a point." ”

Xie Rong began to cry bitterly, if she was asked to kill the Nightscales, it would be an impossible thing to do.

"Idiot!" Leng Yuefeng scolded dissatisfiedly: "Aren't there other people?" The Zhuge family, as well as Van Gogh's old apprentices, disciples or something, as well as all the people in the Imperial Capital Academy who have had a relationship with Leng Meiying, and besides, isn't there a spy named Xue Jiao under Leng Meiying? Get her for me! ”

After becoming the queen, Leng Yuefeng also has great authority, and she already knows the secrets of Xue Jiao.

Xie Rong hurriedly nodded yes, and then Gui'an left.

The second aunt lit up in front of her, if it really makes Leng Meiying heartbroken, it is enough to make people happy.