Xue Niang hurriedly jumped up from the recliner prepared for her by His Royal Highness, and quickly ran back to her small courtyard from the corner gate to tidy up her appearance.

Only then did he try to suppress his inner anxiety and open the gate of the small courtyard, and bowed down respectfully: "Slave and maid to see Your Majesty, Your Majesty Holy Ann, slave and maid to meet ......"

After a series of visits, Ying Zheng took a group of children to the gate of the small courtyard.

Seeing the snow lady kneeling here, Ying Zheng recalled the first time he accompanied the nine girls back to Cuiwei Hall to see her.

Through the secret observation and understanding of this servant girl over the years, Ying Zheng knows that the nine daughters of his family can grow up without the care of their mothers, all thanks to these loyal people.

"Get up."

Facing the loyal person, Zu Long's tone unconsciously softened a lot, "Take me and your royal highness down to meet Empress Duanxianshi." ”

"Ah...... Yes? ”

Xue Niang obviously didn't understand what the latter sentence meant, and just when she was about to get up, she fell to her knees again.

She looked blankly at Her Royal Highness, wanting to make sure that she had just heard something wrong with her ears.

But when she saw Xu Yan nodding at herself with a smile, Xue Niang was so happy that she didn't know what kind of expression to show.

"Sister Xue'er, are you really here to worship my mother?"

Seeing that Xue Niang couldn't come back to her senses at all, Xu Yan had to ask the biggest doubt in her heart?

How dare she, a servant girl dare to ignore the taboos in the palace and worship her former master privately?

But her father took her here, and she said what she just said, obviously her father had already found out about it.

But his old man did not punish Xue Niang for this, which should have the face of her, the nine daughters.

There is also guilt for the former Mrs. Liang and the current Empress Duanxianshi.

When Xue Niang heard this, she knew that she was wrong, and hurriedly kowtowed to the First Emperor: "Your Majesty, slave maid...... Slave ......"

She wanted to say that she was wrong, and she shouldn't have enshrined her lady's spiritual position in the palace.

But she couldn't say it.

After all, deep down in her heart, she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what she did, and was it wrong for a loyal maid to leave some thoughts after the death of her master?

"Get up, I don't blame you."

Ying Zheng saw her embarrassment, "You did the right thing." ”

Although this maidservant secretly enshrined the spiritual seat of Empress Duanxianshi, she did not affect the rest of the palace because of this.

"Remember: you have not asked others to learn from you because you miss your master, and you have never resented anyone because of this. That's what makes you infallible. ”

"Thank you for your majesty's understanding, slave and maid thank you for your grace."

Xue Niang kowtowed again and thanked her, and then got up and led the way, "Your Majesty, Your Highnesses, please come here." ”

She actually had a lot of question marks in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask in front of His Majesty and the rest of the princes and princesses.

I had to try to suppress these doubts in my heart, and when I went to see Her Royal Highness in the evening, it was not too late to say more.

Under the leadership of Xue Niang, the group came to a small but very clean and elegant room, and looked at the only tablet placed in front of them.

There are some fresh offerings in front of the tablet, obviously Xue Niang is changing it every day, and she has lit a few incense candles.

There was still smoke on the incense, and the candle flame had long since been extinguished.

And the tablet only says the position of the first emperor and Mrs. Liang.

Seeing this, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

I haven't thought about worshiping my mother for so many years, but Xue Niang is worshipping every day.

She pursed her lips and knelt down in front of the spiritual seat: "Mother, my son has brought you good news." ”

Fortunately, I only worshiped my mother's tomb yesterday, and the guilt in my heart was slightly reduced, so I went straight to the topic: "My father has made you the queen." ”