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Chapter 262 The Queen Mother's Mind

The Queen Mother's Fengqi Palace is brightly lit.

The little emperor was patiently waiting for the Queen Mother, his mother, to attend the dinner organized by the Queen Mother.

Shi Hanzhang sat in front of the half-person-high bronze mirror, looking at the hairpin that had just been inserted on his head. The red gems shone brightly in the candlelight. Her still beautiful face was pink and clear.

A tall figure appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but secretly pity herself: It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the face is, no one appreciates it.

The palace maid frowned unhappily when she saw the highest power in the palace, and immediately leaned over and asked carefully: "Empress Dowager, do you don't like this hairpin? Do you want to change the one with the East-bead inlaid?"

Shi Hanzhang looked at his son who was kneeling on the side of the desk and focused on carving wood. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes and said weakly: "Forget it, that's all."

The palace maid breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi Hanzhang sighed softly at Xuanyuan Hao: "Your Majesty, have you memorized all the ways of governing the country that the Grand Tutor asked you to memorize?"

Xuanyuan Hao lowered his head, and was still carving the wood in his hand with concentration without answering a word.

The little yellow gate who was serving his close friend immediately flattered and replied to his willful master: "Reply to the Queen Mother, Your Majesty has memorized it yesterday, please rest assured."

Shi Hanzhang's intention to lose his temper became a little weaker.

I don’t know who this son is following, but he is as stubborn as a stone. As a mother, she has to work hard to coax and intimidate. It’s not easy to be light, nor too heavy to be heavy.

If he were not the emperor, she would have convinced him.

But then I thought about it, in this huge and cold harem, if her son was not the emperor, she would probably have been in a cold palace.

If you want to blame, blame your father.

She could marry Zhong Jiuchou.

But my father ignored her for death and sent her to the palace to death...

Now that Jiuchou finally took the position of regent, she avoided herself. She felt as if she was bleeding, but she did not hate him.

After all, she was the one who betrayed him.

Thinking of the old witch who was the Empress Dowager today, the Empress Dowager, who insisted on trying his best to force him to a marriage, she felt so confused that she wanted to tear the old witch away the body.

Also, she hated her father even more.

He actually falsely passed on her imperial edict and pointed her cousin to the end of Jiuchou.

Well, let’s see how this drama is performed today.

Is it the Empress Dowager who wins, or is the current high-powered prime minister who wins?

For her, she would rather not marry anyone of her ninth brother.

She was contented even if she could only look through the bead curtain when she went to court.

While he was stunned, the little yellow door outside came to report, and the young master took someone outside to ask for a meeting.

Although Shi Hanzhang had resentment towards his father, he loved his younger brother who was a mother and immediately brought him in.

Ran Shaotang walked beside Shi Heng and entered the inner hall together. Seeing him suddenly limp from his agile pace, he couldn't help but sniff out coldly.

Shi Heng glared at her fiercely: "My surname is Ran, don't look at you being proud of yourself now, you will cry and beg for mercy in a while."

Shi Hanzhang saw his younger brother walking in like this, and his face, which was smiling just now, suddenly fell down and asked with concern: "Brother, what's wrong with you? OK, why are your legs lame?"

Ran Shaotang complained in his heart: "Why are you lame? Just pretend."

Just when Shi Heng suddenly rushed to Shi Hanzhang's feet regardless of his image, he burst into tears: "Sister, you want to make the decision for Brother, it's her, it's her, it's Ran Shaotang who kicked me like this. It hurts, it hurts so much. What if I'm a lame sister, what should I do?"

While coaxing Shi Heng to wipe his tears, Shi Hanzhang glanced at Ran Shaotang who was standing in the middle of the inner hall.
Chapter completed!
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