The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 470 Give me your hand
Han Yumin silently looked at An Huai who kept on kowtowing like garlic, the corners of his mouth curled up helplessly, and he smiled lightly.

Things have come to such a point, she can get out of this door, and she can get out of it.

"Get up, Eunuch An." She said softly, and slowly handed the child in her arms to Aunt Chun.

Aunt Chun was stunned for a moment, and took the child from Han Yumin's hands. Chen'er is different from Chu'er in quietness. For some reason, he has never been really stable since he was born, and he does not move at all. He frowned and cried and made noises. The little man didn't know where his temper came from.

No, just changed someone to hold her, the little guy's eyes blinked again, suddenly, his nose wrinkled, and he burst into tears with a "wow--", Han Yumin's face was a little stiff, she looked at the swaddling baby The child crying so loudly is both disturbing and anxious.

Seeing that Chen'er was crying, An Huai stood up wisely and stopped talking.

"You saw it too, this little guy is very worried, no, he's crying like this again."

"Damn the slave, damn the slave!" An Huai immediately reacted, reached out and slapped himself in the face.

Han Yumin watched An Huai slap her, but didn't stop him, and saw that both sides of her face turned red when he slapped her, and then said softly, "Okay, if you have anything to say, just talk about it." , like this, I don’t know Mr. An, how much time wasted?”

"Your Majesty is right!" An Huai nodded heavily, "I know that your Majesty is still in confinement, and the third prince is making a lot of noise. I really shouldn't disturb your Majesty, but Madam, it's getting late now. In front of the door, there was a group of ministers kneeling, all shouting that the emperor should take back his order, or...or he won't get up!"

Han Yu was sensitive to his head, and suddenly, there was a "buzz..." sound.

She should have expected a long time ago that these veterans, one by one, are not so fuel-efficient!Aunt Chun said a few days ago that these people are making a fuss, and now, it has been a few days, why hasn't it stopped!
Taking another look at Chen'er, who had stopped crying, but her whole face was wrinkled into a ball, Han Yumin's heart felt like being pulled by something one after another. Both heads are big.

"I'm still in confinement, I'm afraid I can't get involved in this matter." Han Yumin lowered her eyes, thinking, even so, I'm afraid Anhuai will not give up. Now the emperor is blocked in Qian'an Palace. Don't go, An Huai sneaked out, there is no other way but to tell her to come over, try to persuade the emperor to calm this matter down, so she rolled her eyes again, "It's still... Mr. An's Meaning...Could it be, let Bengong drag his weak body to go to Qian'an Hall? I'm still in confinement, so I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right? "

When An Huai was told by Han Yumin, her face turned red and she couldn't say anything. After a while, she faltered and said: "My lady, the sedan chair, and the servants are all ready."

"Oh?"

"I dare you, my lady, let's go!"

After saying that, he lowered his head heavily, not daring to raise it anymore.

Han Yumin narrowed her eyes gently, told Aunt Chun to take care of the child, and then called Zihan, telling her to go out together with her.

Zihan was a little dissatisfied, so he quietly gouged out An Huai's eyes, hurriedly took a thick cloak, put it on her body, and said, "It's getting colder at night, my lady is careful about her body."

"fine."

Han Yumin patted her hand and walked out.

Along the way, she didn't know whether her mood was worry or stability. A few days ago, she looked at Jiang Meng's indifferent face and firm eyes, and she knew that being a queen was almost over. It's a certainty, but the ministers have been making a fuss in the past few days, let alone the post-seat ceremony, the emperor was blocked in the Qian'an Hall, and he never came to the Yulan Pavilion once.

The child has been crying more and more in the past few days, and I don't know if the emperor has heard about it.

Thinking of this, her brows frowned involuntarily - well, she is still so young, she is about to be tortured into a little old lady.

Han Yumin lowered his head and rubbed the space between his brows.

Suddenly, I heard An Huai yelling, getting off the sedan chair——

The sedan chair fell slowly, and Han Yumin was supported by the cold quilt. When the wind blew, she coughed. She cleared her throat and wrapped her cloak tightly.

When I got off the sedan chair, I didn't know if I didn't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it!

At the gate of Qian'an Hall, a large group of people knelt down in darkness, and Han Yumin gasped—I don't know how long these people have been kneeling here. They are trying to force the emperor to submit, Could it be that they are still going to turn against each other? ! !

She suppressed her emotions, and walked forward cautiously. When all the officials saw her coming, they were all unwilling, bowed reluctantly, and said in unison: "Mr., please see the imperial concubine."

"Exemption."

Han Yumin said indifferently, without turning her head, she slowly walked to the front of all the officials, and even came to the front of Master Huang who took the lead, and then knelt down.

She heard a sigh behind her.

She didn't explain anything, just knelt quietly, then, facing the gate of Qian'an Palace, she cleared her throat and said loudly: "Concubine, see the emperor!"

"Oh my god...how did Concubine Yu Gui sing this?"

"Who knows?"

"This body... is so weak, tsk tsk, the emperor will come out in a while, and he will probably lose his temper again."

"Then shall we go or not?"

"Go and ask Mr. Huang."

"I don't ask, you should ask..."

After Han Yumin finished speaking, she kowtowed respectfully to Qian'an Temple. After she heard it, everyone started to discuss in a low voice. She also knew that behind this "rebellion" instigated by Master Huang, there was another So much reluctance, and restlessness.

Probably because I was afraid of offending people, so when I heard that everyone was going to this one and that one, I was too embarrassed to refuse, so I had to bite the bullet and kneel down.

In such a cold weather, who doesn't want to go home and guard his wife and children, insisting on kneeling here?Besides, kneeling here, the matter is done, and the benefits are all gone to the Huang family, who else can get a share of it?These are all things that I know very well, but no one is willing to say it.

Smiling faintly, when she looked up again, she saw that familiar, bright yellow figure.

The man with a livid face quickly walked over with big strides, facing her, leaned slightly, and stretched out his hand to her: "Give me your hand."

(End of this chapter)