"Niangniang, Lord Yushi Yan hit the pillar again today." The magpie was grooming Zhou Ning while talking about the gossip of the court.

Zhou Ning's hand paused slightly and asked, "How are people?" Can it be a hindrance? ”

"I heard that he was stopped by General Zhao, Rao is still like this, and the blood is still flowing, and the imperial doctor bandaged it and carried it back.

The emperor asked him to recuperate at home, and then come to the court after his injuries are healed.

Why do you think this Lord Yan is so dead-eyed? I just bumped into it once last month, and I was recuperating at home for many days, but today I went to court on the first day, and I actually hit the pillar again.

Three days ago, that Master Liu just hit the pillar, and I heard that he can't get out of bed today.

I heard Xiao Shunzi say that the result of the imperial doctor's diagnosis was that Lord Liu hit him too hard and had a concussion.

Do you say that these imperial histories all have golden pimple heads and hit the pillars at every turn......"

Zhou Ning listened to the magpie's chirping, and his heart was numb.

There was nothing to come out of the middle palace, and the ministers of the previous dynasty couldn't sit still, and they asked the emperor to accept the harem.

As a woman who has traveled to modern times to receive modern education and then traveled back, Zhou Ning really can't accept working with others.

But her stomach has not moved.

A few years ago, the court was turbulent, and no one paid attention to the issue of heirs.

After the emperor's dragon chair was stabilized in the past two years, this matter was brought to the court for discussion.

At first, the ministers only begged the emperor to open up the branches for the royal family earlier.

At that time, although some people thought of the emperor's heir, no one was so extreme.

In the past three months, the discussion of this matter has become more and more intense, and now it has developed to the extent that Yushi has hit the pillar.

It's only been half of this month, and the court has already bumped into it twice.

Last month, Lord Liu also bumped into it once, and the matter intensified.

If it continues like this, sooner or later someone will die.

Zhou Ning rubbed her eyebrows, can't Song Qi even handle this kind of thing?

Today, Yushi can hit the pillar on the spot to force him to make concessions, and tomorrow he will repeat his old tricks in other things, does he really want to give in everywhere and be controlled by others?

It's not that her palace cold can't be cured, the divine doctor Mo Li wanted to treat her before, but the conditions didn't allow it at that time, so she resigned.

How do you know that after the world is settled, the divine doctor Mo Li is like the world has evaporated.

She sent someone to inquire about him, but to no avail.

Before finding Mo Li, she thought about stabilizing the court first, and thought about succeeding one from Prince Dun's mansion.

But Princess Nadun is also a wonderful person, she doesn't want to say anything, and she even says things like snatching children, how can she be so strong?

The top priority is to find the miracle doctor Mo Li, or Song Qi can also make an agreement with the courtiers that there will be no movement after two years to establish a concubine.

This matter is not difficult to do, as for the imperial history who likes to hit the pillars, hit one and kick one away, those people keep thinking about the Jiangshan Society, and really move his own interests?

There are so many people who want to be officials and those who have the ability to be officials, and the court is still afraid that no one is available?

Such a simple matter, how did Song Qi deal with such procrastination?

Zhou Ning had the heart to discuss with Song Qi, but on this day, he stayed in the Heart Cultivation Palace.

She thought that although this matter was very important, it was not very urgent, and she thought that she would wait until tomorrow.

The next day, Zhou Ning took the scissors and repaired the Yueji in the yard while waiting for Song Qi's arrival.

Song Qi came down to the consequences, and Xiao Shunzi sang loudly at the gate of Zhengyang Palace: "The emperor has arrived!" ”

Zhou Ning's hand paused slightly, his body did not move, and he turned his head over.

The purple figure slowly appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

He was flanked by a woman dressed in white with a high belly, and a white hosta on her head, light and elegant.

The two were only half a step apart, and Song Qi took small and slow steps in order to take care of the pregnant woman.

Zhou Ning's hand holding the scissors turned white due to force.

This is Song Qi who promised her a lifetime and a couple!

Three months ago, the matter of the emperor's heir was brought to the court, but the woman's belly in front of her was at least six months old.

The man who told her every day that he wanted to have a child in a different position, but he also changed positions with others behind his back to give birth.

And she didn't even notice it.

Anger, sadness, nausea, and many other complex emotions rushed towards her together.

Her eyes were unfocused with anger, and she had trouble breathing.

"Queen." Song Qi's voice was indifferent and detached, pulling Zhou Ning's reason back a little.

She looked at Song Qi, he had always called her Ah Ning.

Now in the harem, he actually called her queen, which was a reminder of her identity.

He is the emperor and the king.

She is a queen and a minister.

When the monarch and the minister meet, the minister naturally has to salute the king.

She took a deep breath, pulled her reason back, and bowed her knees slightly to him: "The concubine has seen the emperor." ”

Song Qi subconsciously held Zhou Ning's arm with both hands, only to find that she was trembling all over.

Looking at each other, Song Qi hurriedly retracted his hands as if he had been burned by fire, slowly turned to the side and said, "Between you and me, why do you need to be like this?" ”

Zhou Ning took a step back and said, "Etiquette cannot be abolished. ”

"Ah Ning, we never cared about this before."

Zhou Ning didn't know how he could bring a third party to see her, and he could still call her Ah Ning casually.

She said coldly: "The emperor has never let Xiao Shunzi sing in the Zhengyang Palace in the past. ”

Song Qi's brows furrowed tightly, and he stepped into the hall and sat down, Zhou Ning also sat next to him, and the magpie brought tea.

Song Qi said to the woman in white: "Why don't you come to see the queen?" ”

The woman in white took two steps forward and slowly knelt down to Zhou Ning and said, "The concubine Xue has seen the queen's mother, and the mother is blessed with Jin'an." ”

Zhou Ning stared at Xue Yingying, she tried her best to restrain her emotions, and repeatedly warned herself that she was not to blame the woman, but only the man next to her.

Stupid women go to women, smart women solve men.

She tried to calm her emotions and said, "Raise your head, Bengu and see." ”

Xue Yingying slowly raised her head and met Zhou Ning's gaze.

Zhou Ning's pupils dilated suddenly, and he looked at her with a stunned expression.

Aunt Xue?

She stood abruptly and took two steps forward.

Song Qi was two steps ahead of her and protected Xue Yingying.

Zhou Ning recognized her, she was the aunt in the former palace.

She once faked a miscarriage and framed her, causing her to hit the wall in order to prove her innocence.

So she travels to the modern day and back later.

This woman was the culprit of her death.

Wasn't she dismissed by Song Qi a long time ago? How did it end up here? And still pregnant with Rokka?

She immediately looked at Song Qi.

Song Qi avoided her gaze.

Zhou Ning trembled violently, and her teeth were chattering.

What else did she not understand, Song Qi lied to her from the beginning.

The severance is fake, and the placement is real.

But why did Song Qi treat her like this?

When her predecessor came back from modern times, she wrote a letter of resignation to Song Qi and returned to the General's Mansion by herself.