Read my heart, my whole family was forced to clean up

The emperor is gone.

He left amid everyone's expectations.

For a moment, everything was in chaos, especially the harem. The concubines cried miserably. The death of the emperor meant that their lives had come to an end.

It’s okay for those who have children, but what about those who don’t?

Some childless concubines began to secretly contact their natal families, hoping to be taken out of the palace, while those who had children began to plan how to make their children win the favor of the imperial concubine.

There is no way. The imperial concubine is the eldest now, and there is only one prince.

Everyone knows that the one who sits on the throne must be the concubine's child.

The Queen always has to look at the Imperial Concubine's face. Didn't you see that the Queen always looks for the Imperial Concubine with eager eyes? Some people even saw that the Queen was bullied by the Imperial Concubine.

"Are you done yet? Why are you coming to me all the time instead of doing your own thing?"

Zhang Wanxin stared at the queen speechlessly. The emperor was gone, and there were many things to do afterwards. As the mistress of the harem, she would come to her whenever she had nothing to do.

What do you want to do.

The queen sat next to Zhang Wanxin and said with a smile, "It's okay, I just came to see you and the child."

Zhang Wanxin, "......"

Just talk, don't be so ambiguous, okay?

"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

The queen shook her head. "It's nothing. You can rest here. I will take care of the rest."

Zhang Wanxin nodded and said as a matter of course, "Of course it's you. You are the queen. If not you, who else can come?"

"Good~"

After the queen left, Qingju was very confused and couldn't help but ask.

"My queen, what does the queen mean? From the looks of her, she seems to like you quite a lot, but why is she like this?"

"Children should not get involved in adult matters."

Qingju, "......"

Prime Minister's House.

Qin's smile never faded.

She really wanted to set off firecrackers.

[Look at your mother, she is smiling all the time. Now that the emperor is gone, your family will rise.]

Qin, who was trying to hold back her laughter, said, "......."

She looked at her daughter who looked like a little white rabbit and sighed.

Alas, little white rabbit, you can’t be a little white rabbit forever.

She and the master will eventually grow old, and what will she do when they are gone?

[Isn’t this good? No one will bully my family anymore. ]

[Host, don’t you think the emperor is very pitiful? He is being oppressed by your father and is...]

[In this world, there is no such thing as pity or not, it's all fate. 】

The system listened to the host's emotionless words and held back a little.

The host, she has changed.

The system silently observed everything. It realized that Zhang Xixi's state of mind had changed and she was no longer the innocent little white rabbit she used to be.

In fact, her heart has never been that pure.

It's just that in front of her family, she seems innocent.

Qin looked at her daughter and smiled with satisfaction.

Prime Minister Zhang became busy. Everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion seemed very busy, except Zhang Xixi.

She stood in the yard, looking at the flowers there. It seemed that everyone was busy except her, who had nothing to do.

My brother and sister-in-law are also busy and are rarely seen every day.

My sister manages the restaurant and is also very busy every day. Shouldn’t she do something too?

【What do you think I should do? 】

The system chuckled.

[Don't think about it. You are the legitimate daughter. Your mother will never let you go out like Zhang Jingshu. Besides, you just need to enjoy yourself, right?]

Zhang Xixi walked outside the yard and looked at the busy servants.

Oh, so boring.

I really want to go to the palace to see my sister.

But now, she cannot enter the palace because her sister is busy.

After the emperor's death, the entire imperial city and even the entire country was shrouded in a sad atmosphere.

Inside the palace, a solemn and complicated funeral ceremony began.

Civil and military officials dressed in plain clothes and white gauze on their heads, entered the mourning hall in turn according to ancient rituals, and performed the ritual of three kneelings and nine kowtows to the emperor's body to express their endless grief and respect.

Prime Minister Zhang was also among them.

He was very sad and felt very heavy.

The whole palace was filled with smoke and immersed in solemnity.

"Prime Minister, the imperial concubine invites you."

Prime Minister Zhang looked at the eunuch beside him and said hoarsely, "Tell the imperial concubine that I'm very busy now and don't have time. We'll talk after we're done."

The eunuch who delivered the message, "......"

Prime Minister Zhang looked at the civil and military officials, squinted his eyes, and thought about what would happen next.

At the same time, the succession of imperial power became the most urgent matter.

Normally, the throne should be inherited by the crown prince. If there is no crown prince or the crown prince is too young, clan members and important ministers must discuss and recommend a suitable candidate to ensure national stability.

The emperor does not have a crown prince, but he has princes, young princes.

The child was too young, and during this process, undercurrents were inevitable in the court, with various forces fighting openly and secretly.

Prime Minister Zhang secretly calculated in his heart that the prince was still young, which was undoubtedly the root cause of the turmoil in the court.

Every action at this moment may affect the future of yourself and even the entire family.

"Go and tell the imperial concubine that I will go to see her after I finish handling the funeral affairs." Prime Minister Zhang's voice was low, but it revealed an unquestionable majesty. The young eunuch retreated in response, muttering to himself that the turmoil in the palace was far from something he could casually inquire about.

The funeral continued. Although the actions of the civil and military officials were in unison, everyone had his own thoughts in mind.

Prime Minister Zhang narrowed his eyes and seemed to be concentrating on the ceremony, but in fact his mind had already drifted away. He was thinking about how to exert his influence on the issue of the prince's succession to the throne.

Zhang Wanxin didn't wait for her father to come, and she felt a little disappointed, but she also knew that her father was very busy.

She held the child in her arms, looking at the fair and lovely child, her heart softened.

"My child, you must strive to be good. When you become the emperor, you must be good to the Zhang family. You know, only the Zhang family is our family."

The child was shouting and laughing happily.

"Qingju, go pick up Qiyuan and let him live here from now on."

"My lady, is this okay?"

"Why not? Let him live in the side hall. I'm going to be the queen mother soon, and no one will say anything."

"Yes."

Qingju raised the corner of her mouth and walked towards the cold palace. The queen was going to become the empress dowager, and she would be the queen's nanny in the future.

The most powerful mama.

Zhang Wanxin was teasing the child while thinking in her mind. Now that the emperor had passed away and the position of crown prince was vacant, her child would definitely be the heir.

As for Qiyuan, who lived in the cold palace, this child used to think that he was the future emperor of his country.

Now, the two of them have been living in the cold palace for a while.

This child is really good to her.

Then she is also willing to give some sincerity to him.