Chapter 371
Mrs. Yang had no choice but to hold her, avoiding the side, and gestured to her stomach: "Now that Lady Zhaoyi is pregnant and cannot sleep with her, the master should also get closer to the emperor. It is a matter of driving into thieves. Does the emperor blame the master?"

"No, the emperor still comforted me, but I don't want to get close to the emperor."

Mrs. Yang froze for a moment: "Why?"

"Did mother forget that my sister almost gave birth because her brother-in-law wanted to take a concubine?"

Mrs. Yang choked: "It's natural for a man to take a concubine, let alone the emperor, and Lady Zhaoyi is also a concubine herself. Now there is no queen in the harem, after all."

"Then why did you insist on going to your brother-in-law's house?" Yang Yingying replied unceremoniously: "You don't feel bad if it's not your own daughter, right?"

Mrs. Yang couldn't say no, and slapped her twice angrily: "If you have no heirs to rely on in the palace, what will you do in the future?"

"There is food and drink in the palace, what are you in a hurry for? Could it be that I am getting old and will kick me out of the palace?" Yang Yingying was a little unhappy: "Don't rush this kind of thing, mother, I have already said it before, As long as I'm safe in the palace, it's only been so long, why did I change my mind? Could it be that I can't be so relaxed and comfortable in the palace?"

She left Mrs. Yang and walked away, but Mrs. Yang couldn't catch up, so she could only retreat angrily.

Before Haishi, the palace banquet broke up.

Back at Chang Ning Hall, Xi'er hurriedly handed the letter hidden in her sleeve to Xia Ningran: "Look, master, I don't even know what a maid gave me just now."

"Don't know?" Xia Ningran opened it to read, and it turned out to be a letter to her family.

His father had been resigned for four months due to illness, and there was not much money left in the family. The daughter of the stepmother had reached the age of marriage, and the stepmother was unable to take care of household chores, so she wanted to see her.

"My lord is sick, it's useless for Madam to see the master, do you want to ask the master to arrange an imperial physician?"

Xia Ningran threw the letter into the fire: "I'm afraid it's not because I want to hire an imperial physician, but because I want me to find a good marriage for her daughter. Otherwise, once my father dies, there will be no man to support my family anymore. It will be a thing of the past, and it will never be possible for her daughter to marry a good family."

"This is too much. I haven't been kind to my master since I was a child, and now I'm here to borrow my master's light." Xi'er looked at the family letter that had burned the city to ashes: "Master, do you want to help?"

Xia Ning shook his head: "I'm not that kind. They treated me viciously first. If I was kind, I would be disgusted with myself who suffered and suffered."

It was her idea, and Xi'er felt relieved immediately.

Outside the palace, after returning from the banquet, Qin Ran pulled Qin Ben and talked with a smile, asking him to praise his performance tonight. The brother and sister were talking happily, and Yang Huaiyu came back.

Hearing Qin Ran's laughter before entering the room, Yang Huaiyu hurriedly hid the folding fan in his hand, and smelled himself carefully, not sure if it smelled like powder or not.

Listening to the laughter in the room, Yang Huaiyu heard Shuqing's cry again, the place like Jiaofang is not suitable for people at all, both men and women are playthings, women are good, as long as there are more beautiful ones, there will always be a chance to rest .

Unlike him, Manjiaofang couldn't find another one who could replace him. No matter how upright they were on the surface, those high-ranking officials were more vicious in torturing people behind their backs.

If you don't rescue me again, I'm afraid I can only die here.

(End of this chapter)

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