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After she apologized, she turned her head and chased after Hu Rong, who had been persuading her kindly all the way back. During the financial year, she forcefully suppressed Hu Rong's anger.

Hu Rong's temper was like a raging fire, she was so agitated that she was like a small cannon ball whenever she ran into something. With the death of her eldest son, the imperial concubine was truly saddened. She even hoped that she wouldn't add fuel to the fire after her return and urge the Minister to cause trouble.

Hu Rong ran as fast as she could until she passed through the twelfth arch, then saw her father, who was sitting restlessly.

”You are being completely unreasonable!”

He dared to go to the Jingyang Hall to cause trouble for the empress. He must be tired of living. The Queen's bloodline was rampant. Even if he added fuel to the fire, there was no way for the emperor to punish the empress.

In the end, Ning Fei would be the scapegoat.

”Father, the Queen biting her to death has nothing to do with her. ”It was directly pushed to Shen Qingning …”

Hu Rong was sure that this was the empress's handiwork, so she didn't have the ability to do so. She could have bribed an imperial physician, but she couldn't bribe the entire hospital.

The only one who could do this without anyone noticing was the empress.

Moreover, the third princess' illness was truly strange.

”Father, the third princess' illness is really strange. ”My daughter feels that …”

The Minister nodded before shaking his head. He turned around and warned Hu Rong, ”Father has his own plans for this. Don't interfere in this matter anymore and arrange for your marriage to be arranged for you.”

Hu Rong knew that she was in the wrong and wanted to retort when she saw her father's cold gaze.

Prince Hu scared off his youngest daughter, so she waved her hands to find a spy planted in the palace to whisper to her:

”Go check. See if anyone has been there.”

The emperor had already snubbed Imperial Concubine Qian for over a year. Without the emperor's favor, just a little princess alone would not alarm the entire Grand Hospital.

At this moment, she was holding her daughter in a determined manner. The girl in his arms was a bit hot, so she curled up in her arms and slept soundly.

A young palace maid asked, ”Empress, did you take out the Lotus Dew you prepared earlier?”

”No need,” said Consort Qian, her eyes drooping sadly as she praised herself as Ye Feihan's flower of explanation. After so many years, the husband and wife naturally knew that his cold and frail nature did not marry anyone. She knew that his depression was not enough, but Ye Feihan was impotent and powerless, yet he was also intoxicated with power.

When the palace maid heard this, she no longer went forward to disturb him. Although their esteemed mistress was easy to get along with, the biggest taboo was disturbing her when she was deep in thought. It was better to avoid her.

Shen Qingning lowered his head and fiddled with the Jin Kushu on his wrist. He inadvertently recalled the promise that Ye Feihan had made when he loved and doted upon Shen Qingning: ”The white hair is inseparable.”

How ridiculous.

”Bring him over. Tell him that I agree to cooperate with him.”

As a mother, it was better for the sake of the family. She had previously chosen to be patient. Now that she had a more important child, she was willing to turn into a beast and desperately save her child in the human harem.

It didn't matter if those people were ghosts, they wouldn't be able to step even half a step into her shoes.