Deep Palace Conspiracy: My son will sit on the dragon throne and I will be the queen mother

After Cheng Yuan came out of Fengyi Palace, Su Qingyao slowly moved in and sighed slightly, "It's hard for Yuan'er."

"Queen, Eunuch Li wants to see you." Xiao Xiazi came in to report. When Su Qingyao nodded slightly, he immediately invited Li Fuhai in.

"This servant pays my respects to the Queen." When Li Fuhai saluted, he looked towards the entrance of the palace.

Su Qingyao knew it and raised her hand to reject the palace servants waiting in the palace.

Xiao Xiazi led the palace people back out carefully, and also ordered them to stay away. Only he, Ziqiu, and Rumeng were guarding the door.

"Get up." Su Qingyao put down the tea cup in her hand, "Eunuch Li is here, there must be something important."

"Yes, His Majesty said that since His Highness the Eighth Prince has just left, he has ordered a family banquet for this year's Longevity Festival." Li Fuhai said respectfully.

This year is the Longevity Festival when Emperor Yinde turns 40. According to the rules, it will be held in a big way. Su Qingyao was having a headache about this matter. Emperor Yinde's intention actually solved Su Qingyao's worries.

"I know." Su Qingyao said lightly without saying any other polite words. Looking at Li Fuhai's attitude when he came in just now, he knew that this was definitely not the only thing to report.

Li Fuhai suddenly knelt down, with a joyful look on his face, "This servant congratulates the Queen and His Royal Highness. Last night, His Majesty wrote a secret decree and ordered the servant to put it away, but the servant did not see clearly what was written on it."

Otherwise, Li Fuhai would have been the chief steward of the imperial court for so many years, and doing things would make people feel happy.

Although he didn't explicitly say that it was the imperial edict for Cheng Jue, the expression on his face had already given him away.

Su Qingyao continued to pick up the tea and sip it as if she had heard something common, "I know, if Eunuch Li has nothing else to do, please do as you please."

"Slave, please resign." Li Fuhai was happy to know that Queen Su Qingyao was happy. Since he had spread the word, he would definitely benefit from it in the future.

The moment he left the palace, the smile on Li Fuhai's face disappeared. It was as if what happened just now had never happened, and he never knew that His Majesty had written the edict of succession.

As soon as Ziqiu entered the palace, she heard Su Qingyao's order, "I have been a little tired recently. After dinner, please send Judge Li over to have a look."

"Yes."

Su Qingyao had dinner and chatted with Yun Shu for a while. Seeing that Yun Shu was a little tired, she asked her to rest first.

Su Qingyao was sitting in front of the bronze mirror. As soon as she took off the long gold armor on her hand, Judge Li came in to say hello.

"The humble minister bows to the Queen, and the Queen is a thousand years old."

"Get up." Su Qingyao put the armor on the dressing table, "When Su Li left, what method did you use?"

Judge Li was a little frightened when he heard this. Could it be that the Queen had come to settle an old score?

"You don't have to be afraid. After all, in this deep palace, you are the only imperial physician that I can trust." Su Qingyao said, reassuring Courtyard Magistrate Li.

Court Judge Li naturally knew this, otherwise the Empress would not have raised him to the position of Court Judge. It was a great kindness that could not be repaid.

"Yes, someone added it to Mr. Su's daily diet. Long-term use will cause fainting, vomiting blood for several days, and even death."

Su Qingyao's eyes flashed with a trace of indifference. No one would suspect that she was responsible for Su Li's death.

However, this method cannot be used a second time, especially against an emperor. Once discovered, the consequences will be endless.

Not to mention how careful Emperor Yin De was in his daily diet, even when he was unconscious for half a month, there were too many changes. Su Qingyao did not dare to gamble with Cheng Jue's future.

"In recent years, Courtyard Judge Li's medical skills must have improved. Can you think of a better way to give me one last blow?"

Court Judge Li immediately understood what Queen Su Qingyao meant. It seemed that the Queen had made up her mind and made plans for His Royal Highness.

"I sincerely obey the Queen's decree." Judge Li kowtowed respectfully.

"I won't give you too much time, half a year at most. Don't let me down." Su Qingyao said and handed a purse directly to Yuan Li.

"Empress, I really can't do it." Judge Li looked at the money and knew that the Empress had made up her mind.

"This is not for you, it is for you to subsidize your family. I heard that your son is getting married soon. After all, it is a big event in life, so it would be more glamorous to do it." Su Qingyao had a serious face just now, but now she said it Li Yuan judged the happy event at home with a smile on his lips.

Judge Li took the money and was very moved. No matter how superior she was, the Queen was so considerate of these servants.

"Thank you, Queen, for your grace. I would rather be respectful than obey your orders."

Su Qingyao nodded. As long as the people below are loyal, it is a small matter to reward them more.

After Judge Li retired, Su Qingyao did not call anyone in to wait on her. She took off the jewelry from her bun one by one, and then slowly combed her hair down.

Su Qingyao saw a white hair hidden between her black hair, and carefully pulled it out.

This is the third white hair discovered this year.

Even if Su Qingyao doesn't want to admit it anymore, she is already thirty-one years old.

Su Qingyao occasionally felt tired after fighting in this deep palace for so many years.

Now that Emperor Yinde has written the edict to pass on the throne, it's time for her to enjoy peace and happiness.

A few months passed in the blink of an eye, and the capital was bustling recently. It turned out that the birthday of Her Royal Highness Princess Ning Le was coming soon.

On her first birthday after getting married, Yi'an was also a little excited, thinking that she would be free from the constraints of the palace's rules, and she would be the host of Shijiu, and have a good time.

So he invited young ladies from well-known noble families to come to the backyard of the general's mansion to enjoy the plum blossoms.

It just so happens that it has just snowed in the capital, so admiring plum blossoms in the snow is unique and exquisite.

Those who can be invited are naturally happy. Who doesn't know that before Yi'an got married, her favorite red plums had been planted in the backyard of the General's Mansion.

I thought there were only a few dozen trees, but now I see them, there are at least 200 trees, which is comparable to the plum garden in the palace.

Everyone gathered together, left congratulatory gifts for Yi'an, and then dispersed to enjoy plum blossoms, drink tea, and write poems. It was very interesting.

I couldn't sit still at all. Now I was chatting with this young man, and at that time I was having a few drinks with that young man.

In contrast, Yi'an was much quieter, sitting with her sisters chatting and making tea, as if she had returned to the time before she was married.

"Wanzhi, try this Maojian to see if you can get used to it." Yi'an gave the tea she had cooked to Du Wanzhi, who was sitting next to her.