The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Emperor Mingde felt a heat in his chest.

He once asked Cen Yuan what the girl's identity was.

Cen Yuan replied that she was Empress Jingde who was sent to the cold palace several times, and also Empress Dowager Huizheng who led the army to war in person.

Emperor Mingde knew very well that when the country was destroyed and the mountains and rivers were shattered, Anxia, ​​as the empress dowager, was in charge of the government behind the scenes and in charge of the imperial power in the northern wing.

No one knows better than her the difficulties of an empty treasury, so now she can put herself in his shoes and understand his difficulties.

No! His difficulties were not even one ten-thousandth of what she had been through!

Suddenly, a feeling of sadness welled up in my chest, and I felt inexplicably in awe of this seemingly harmless little girl in front of me.

What a pity! What a pity!

He didn't have a son who could compare to Cen Yuan! He couldn't marry this Phoenix girl home!

Such a good seedling of the Northern Wing fell into the pocket of the Western Liang Kingdom.

Look, this little girl can not only manage state affairs and protect loyal ministers, but also go to the battlefield, earn money to fill the national treasury, and care about the life of the emperor every day... If she is not a phoenix girl, who is qualified to be a phoenix girl?

O Phoenix Girl chosen by Heaven! Light of the North Wing! Why is this light going to shine on Xiliang?

Emperor Mingde became more and more upset, and felt that Emperor Heng of Xiliang was clearly trying to poach his talents.

It hurts his heart!

Shi Anxia saw Emperor Mingde in a daze, tilted his head slightly and asked, "Father? Won't you agree to be a solid backing for your son?"

Emperor Mingde was filled with sympathy. "Good boy, you always think about the treasury when you do anything. If all the princes and princesses, and all the ministers were like you, we would not have to worry about the treasury being empty, or about not having money to build a strong city defense. Alas! I will definitely be your backer, and no one can bully you!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Anxia inexplicably felt a sense of joy that she had reaped what she sowed. It was worth her efforts to protect Emperor Mingde's life.

She kowtowed sincerely to express her gratitude, "Thank you, Father. With your words, I can let go and do my best."

She was well aware of Emperor Mingde's difficulties.

Even a good cook cannot cook without rice. Having an idea alone still requires money to implement it.

The two chatted about many details about the hot springs and agreed that officials would cooperate with her on the excavation progress.

When An Xia returned to the Marquis' Mansion, news came out that the Queen Mother would soon leave Xishan and return to the palace.

Not only that, the old ministers who had been imprisoned earlier were also released from prison and returned home one after another.

Shi Anrou was very proud at the Li family. "See, see, I said Shi Anxia would not dare to disobey. She went to the palace twice, probably to plead with the Queen Mother. Don't look at her as if she ignored me, but in fact, she is scared of me... Hehe... Although the three-day deadline has passed, you still have to do what I say if you keep dawdling."

Li Changfeng was already very annoyed with this girl who was showing off in his home, but seeing her fearless look, he did not dare to offend her.

Presumably, the Empress Dowager had her reasons for asking this woman to do the job.

He would bear with her for the time being and discuss the matter after the Queen Mother returned to the palace.

Xishan. This night was particularly cold and gloomy.

Feng Shiyu fetched water from the well as usual and helped Empress Dowager Jiqing wash her face.

Just press your head down and wash it clean.

In just a short period of time, the Empress Dowager's voice became extremely hoarse and she could not even scream.

Feng Shiyu grabbed her hair and pushed her into the cold bucket again and again.

Just when the Empress Dowager felt she was about to suffocate, Feng Shiyu pulled her hair back again, forcing her to raise her head.

Her face was covered in water, and she looked at Feng Shiyu's eyes full of hatred in horror.

The well water blurred the Empress Dowager's vision and she could not tell whether it was water or tears.

She endured everything numbly and swore in her heart that if she got out of this place, the first thing she would do was to cut Feng Shiyu into pieces.

No, she couldn't kill the old woman so easily. She had to keep her alive and torture her slowly; she wanted to chop off Feng Shiyu's ears, nose, hands and feet, make her into a human pig, and put it in the most conspicuous place in the palace for people to admire slowly.

Empress Dowager Jiqing felt much more relieved when she thought about it. Until Feng Shiyu suddenly threw her down on the bed and tied her hands and feet with ropes.

She was awakened from her imagination, struggled to sit up, and asked hoarsely, "What are you going to do? What on earth are you going to do to me?"

Feng Shiyu took a handkerchief and threw it into the water, then turned his head and smiled sinisterly at her, "Don't worry, you'll know in a moment."

She sat down, slowly reached into the bucket and pinched the handkerchief, then stood up and brought the dripping handkerchief closer and closer to the Empress Dowager.

After all, the Empress Dowager had seen the world, and these tortures in particular were all leftovers from her youth.

As soon as she saw the dripping handkerchief, she knew what was going to happen next and she immediately shrank back into the bed in fear.

She had been scalded below the thigh by boiling water, and had no medicine applied, so a large area of ​​skin was ulcerated. Every time she moved, her whole body was in excruciating pain.

Feng Shiyu just looked at her coldly, then slowly leaned over, holding up a handkerchief, and the water dripping from the handkerchief fell on the Empress Dowager's face, "You don't want to die?"

The Empress Dowager shook her head violently, "Please let me go! Please let me go! I will give you money! Go to the Li family and ask Li Changfeng to give you money! Please let me go! Okay?"

"Let you go?" Feng Shiyu laughed. "You finally fell into my hands. How can I let you go? Tsk, you look so scared. It's okay if you don't want to die. Then, tell me a few nice words."

The Queen Mother didn't know what "nice words" were for a moment.

Feng Shiyu's sinister eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Just say that Li Jinzhu is a beast!"

The Queen Mother was so shocked that she opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word.

"Li Jinzhu" is her maiden name, and no one has dared to call her by her name for many years.

Feng Shiyu didn't force her to speak, but just moved the dripping handkerchief closer and closer to her face.

The Queen Mother's pupils dilated, her defenses collapsed, and she suddenly said, "Li Jinzhu is a beast!"

Feng Shiyu laughed, "That's right!" She reached out and patted the Empress Dowager on the face, "Be good, call me a few more times!"

Once someone shouts once, no matter how humiliating it is, the subsequent shouting will be easy.

For a moment, the room was filled with the confession of an old voice, "Li Jinzhu is a beast! Li Jinzhu is a beast! Li Jinzhu is a beast!"

Feng Shiyu shook his head and gritted his teeth, "Li Jinzhu, don't ruin the reputation of beasts! In fact, you are worse than beasts!" After saying that, his eyes fixed, and without further ado, he pressed the dripping handkerchief on the Empress Dowager's face.

The veil was opened, covering the Empress Dowager's entire face.

She struggled violently, with a dull "woooo" sound coming from her mouth.

The breathing through her mouth and nose was blocked, and her vision under the wet towel suddenly became blurred... Just when she thought she was going to die, she suddenly felt that her hands and feet could move.

She tore away the wet handkerchief and took a deep breath, the fear of death filling her pupils.

She was the only one in the room.

There was no bucket, no Feng Shiyu, and even the stool where Feng Shiyu had just sat was gone.

The door was open.

Outside the door, it was pitch black.

A gust of wind blew and blew out the candles in the house.

Empress Dowager Jiqing was still breathing heavily, and water was coming out of the wet handkerchief in her hand.

She called out tentatively, "Come out! Feng Shiyu! Come out! Come out! I see you!"

No one answered her.

Surrounding her was only coldness, dampness and endless darkness.

Suddenly, Empress Dowager Jiqing touched something cold. She subconsciously touched it...