Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

A group of armored soldiers surrounded the Queen Mother's Fengqi Palace. The little emperor laughed wildly: "Chang Jing! Don't forget, I am the emperor! The tiger talisman is in my hand. Do you think you can threaten me by taking the jade seal? Impossible!"

The leader of the Imperial Guard bowed to Jiang Yuan and said, "Princess, please think twice."

Jiang Yuan sneered: "Why? Are you so afraid of a weak woman like me? I came here today just to bring a gift for the emperor."

After saying that, the maid Chuxue who followed behind him presented a brocade box.

The little emperor pushed him hard: "Giving gifts? Who knows what good intentions you have?"

The regent's head rolled out.

The Queen Mother screamed.

The little emperor was also frightened. His face suddenly turned pale. "You! You sent him to me! You vicious woman!"

Jiang Yuan took a half step forward, and the leader of the imperial guards held his scabbard horizontally towards Jiang Yuan, with an obvious defensive posture.

She smiled and said, "My original intention was to find you a good mentor, not to give you a good friend."

Then she paced back and forth, crying out in tears: "The emperor is not in power, divine punishment is coming, epidemics are spreading everywhere, and people's lives are difficult!"

The Queen Mother screamed and tried to pull Jiang Yuan's hair: "How could you curse my son like this, you bitch, you vicious woman? God will punish you first!"

Being stopped by the guards, he could only watch Jiang Yuan leave in a leisurely manner.

Today's incident was big enough. Once the news of the plague in the south came in, the young emperor's position would be unstable. At the same time, it was also an advance warning, and the Imperial Hospital would also make preparations in advance.

She also needs to take control of the military power as soon as possible so that she can respond to the northern expedition in time: military rations, generals, soldiers, everything needs planning, and she has to be quick.

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In the Queen Mother's Fengqi Palace, the precious porcelain items that were worth a fortune were smashed all over the floor, and the Queen Mother walked back and forth with her hair disheveled. The little emperor showed fear in front of his mother at this moment, and shed tears silently.

The empress dowager squatted down and hugged the little emperor, crying "My son, my son" for a while before she completely calmed down.

"Hao'er, Chang Jing must have known something in advance when she went to the south, so she dared to curse my son like this. Let her be proud for a while. I know someone who can definitely take her life!"

She picked up the pen, and the little emperor ground ink for her.

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Hong knocked on Xuanli's door and said, "Your Highness, there's a letter from Wuye Pavilion."

Xuan Li had a blank expression on his face: "What nobleman's letter? Do you want me to read it in person? Please read it to me. I can't read."

Hong has become accustomed to his master's casual appearance every day. He has to remain serious when it is time to be serious: "Your Highness is joking. This is the one from Fengqi Palace."

Xuan Li became interested: "Oh~, something new has happened! The more chaotic things are in the palace, the better. The young queen mother is really considerate."

He frowned as he read the letter: "This woman is really vicious. Should I get involved in this mess?"

Hong kindly reminded: "The situation in the north is not stable either. The Chanyu intends to let the heir of the conquered Chao Kingdom inherit the throne. Several princes are eyeing the throne covetously."

Xuan Li smiled and said, “I’ll take the order. No need to send anyone. I’ll go there myself.”

Hong clasped his fists and stepped back: "Yes."

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In the princess's mansion, Zheng Weichen felt like he was going to faint. Was the eldest princess going to rebel? She went to the palace to threaten the emperor and said such a vicious curse. She was going to make a big fuss. A group of people gathered outside the princess's mansion, pointing fingers. She didn't want face, but I did.

He could no longer be in the same boat with her, he would write a memorial to the emperor to make his position clear, and it would be best if he could divorce the princess. With the current rumors, divorcing the princess would also prove his innocence to the world.

"Divorce?" Jiang Yuan smiled. "In my eyes, there is no such thing as divorce. I only want to lose my husband."

She didn't even look at the divorce letter and walked into the house: "The prince consort is ill. From now on, he will recuperate in the side hall. He is not allowed to go out without my consent."

Zheng Weichen angrily scolded: "Chang Jing! You don't know how to live or die, so don't drag me into this. Why don't you want to divorce me when you don't get along with me? As a member of the royal family, your behavior is so dissolute that you have brought shame to the late emperor and Gaozu!"

Time Machine: [Host, everyone is scolding you, are you really not angry? ]

Jiang Yuan shrugged indifferently: [They are scolding Princess Chang Jing, what does it have to do with me? They can't do anything to me, so I can only scold them to vent my anger. I still have this kind of broad mind. ]

Time Machine: [The host is really strong at heart! He is completely different from those crazy people who curse. ]

At night, Jiang Yuan, who was sleeping in the middle of the night, suddenly felt a dangerous breath. She opened her eyes and immediately took out the knife under the pillow. Before she could turn around, the cold blade of the knife was pressed against her neck.

A slightly cool breath brushed past the back of her ears, causing goose bumps. She felt uncomfortable and wanted to move away.

"do not move!"

A dangerous and deep voice sounded in my ears:

"What should I do? Someone has bought your life from me."