The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

Chapter 217: Chang Yuma, please accept my order.

Zi'an paused, raised his eyes to meet Ming Yi's cold eyes, and smiled warmly: "Okay."

These two guys are really brave.

"Anything else?" Zi'an lowered his eyes. It seemed that he had to do something to establish his authority.

Ming Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly felt a chill on his back. He frowned and suppressed his doubts, and continued to reply respectfully: "The empress issued an imperial decree about the recruitment of disciples from the five regions in advance at the birthday banquet of Lady Cao. The prime minister was demoted to the position of imperial horseman for not managing his family properly and offending you, my lord."

Tsk, the person in charge of people is sent to take care of horses. I wonder if my mother, who has always been very concerned about her reputation, will be angry to death.

"My lord, I have nothing more to report. Wen Tingwei wants to see you, lord. Do you want to see me?"

Zi'an never took his eyes off the book in his hand, and gently turned the pages with his fair and pink fingertips.

"please."

"Yes, my lord." Ming Yi responded respectfully, stood up and walked away.

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Zi'an weighed the scroll in his hand and looked helplessly at Wen Shanchu who was sitting below him: "Is there no one to judge the case?"

The lists in his hands contained detailed information about the power of half of the court officials in Nanling. If they were touched, the entire body would be affected.

Why is this empress?

However, he was not going to touch these people. If there were any foolish people, it would be good to confiscate them and add some rare treasures to his wife's private treasury.

Wen Shanchu lowered his head and twitched the corner of his lip. He cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, this is the will of the emperor. I dare not speak nonsense. I will follow your instructions."

Zi'an pulled out another scroll from the table, smiled, and said softly, "Okay, Wen Tingwei, the people on it can be dealt with according to the laws of Nanling."

Wen Shanchu said respectfully, "Yes, Your Highness."

It's a good opportunity for me to go back this time and take care of some family matters.

Prime Minister's House.

A sharp voice said leisurely, "Chang Yuma, obey my order."

Fuxiang smiled and stretched forward the imperial edict in his hand.

Chang Bofang is really too proud. After being the prime minister for a while, he really thinks he is second only to the emperor and above everyone else? He deserves it for whoever dares to touch him.

Before the prince arrived at Lingdu, Her Majesty had already made her attitude clear and was rushing to get closer. Do you really think Her Majesty is still the princess who was controlled in every way?

The figure kneeling at the front of the hall looked quite depressed. He raised his hands and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, thank you for your grace. Long live the Lord."

Fu Xiang straightened his robe, put his hands on his abdomen and leaned forward slightly, saying warmly: "The imperial examination is approaching, please help Lord Yu Ma to move out of the Prime Minister's residence as soon as possible."

Chang Baifang stood up and was about to ask his servants to reward Fuxiang, but when he heard these words, he staggered and almost fell.

Fortunately, the man behind her who dared not make a sound supported Chang Baifang, thus preventing her from becoming even more embarrassed.

Fu Xiang pretended not to see it and didn't say hello. He turned around and left with the Jinyiwei.

After Chang Bofang waited for everyone to leave, he ordered in a cold voice: "Everyone go down."

The other servants in the hall retreated quickly in fear, fearing that the master would be dissatisfied and sell them out.

When there were only two people left in the hall, Chang Baifang could no longer hold back his anger and waved the sleeve of the hand that was not holding the imperial edict.

The porcelain tea bowls all fell to the ground, making shattering sounds.

The man who was standing next to Chang Bofang had retreated to a corner, trembling with fear. Even so, he just had a pale face, clenched his teeth and dared not scream.

wow-

"That evil beast..."

Chang Baifang had a gentle face, but now it looked extremely ferocious.

Seeing that Chang Bofang had finished venting his anger, the man dared to step forward, pretending to be about to cry as usual, and choked up and said, "My dear wife, His Majesty has forbidden us to send for the imperial physician. Chaofeng and Ling'er are both in a coma..."

Before the man could finish his words, Chang Bofang shouted, "Shut up, they deserve it."

Chang Bofang turned around and looked at Wu Caizhen who was still showing off fiercely, and cursed: "It's all your fault, you useless guy. You can't even take care of a child. You are really mean in your bones. You caused me to be demoted two levels. It's really bad luck to marry you."

Wu Caizhen stared with tears on her cheeks. She stared blankly at the woman in front of her whom she once loved, looking at him with the same disgusted look she used to look at other men she hated.

His heart ached suddenly for a moment.

Seeing Wu Caizhen still in a daze, Chang Bofang lost all his gentleness and roared, "Get out! Your Majesty didn't allow the imperial physician to be called in, but he didn't say that doctors and physicians are not allowed to be called in."

Wu Caizhen was startled by the yelling and dared not say anything. She replied "yes" with a pale face and staggered out of the lobby.

Standing in the hall, Chang Baifang looked at the mess around him. His already red eyes became even redder, and his hand holding the imperial edict kept tightening.

"Have you found out when this mysterious princess will return to Lingdu?"

A cold voice reported from the hall: "Master, we haven't found out yet. Many forces are trying to stop us, and nearly half of our secret guards have been killed."

Chang Baifang felt a tightness in his chest and a dizziness in his head, and he almost vomited blood.

He found a seat and sat down, then poured himself a cup of herbal tea with trembling hands and drank it.

"No need to investigate the princess. All secret guards should return to keep an eye on the princess's residence. Also, go and find out whether the imperial decree is true."

Chang Baifang's eyes were heavy. If this was true, she would have to hurry up and make plans for the future.

I just didn't expect that the little bastard was so lucky. Not only did he not die after being poisoned by Bingyou, he even won the favor of the empress and the princess.

and many more……

Bingyou! Thinking of Bingyou's symptoms, Chang Baifang finally revealed a cruel smile.

You little bastard, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not knowing how to appreciate it.

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Three days later, the capital of Nanling was bustling with activity, and the visiting cards sent to the Princess's residence were very numerous.

Princess's Mansion, Garden.

A young man with his hair tied up with a wooden hairpin and wearing a bamboo green brocade gown stood on the corridor, holding fish food in his hand and feeding the precious golden carp in the water.

At one end of the corridor, a group of people approached quickly.

The young man in black who had been quietly standing by turned around, frowned, and walked towards the group of people.

Ming Si stopped in front of Mu Nian and asked, "What's the matter?"

The master has just recovered some of his health in the past two days, and he doesn't want him to work too hard.

Mu Nian bowed his head slightly: "Lord Ming Si, Qing Changshi, who is beside Lady Ning in the palace, wants to see you."

Ming Si looked behind Mu Nian. The man was wearing the light blue half-pleated skirt of a palace eunuch. He looked arrogant but did not dare to show any anger, which was quite disgusting.

Ning is the title of Lady Cao. The person in front of him is Yang Yanqing, a fifth-rank attendant of Lady Cao, also the cousin of Nanny Xi.

Ming Si withdrew his gaze and asked even more arrogantly, "What's the matter?"

Yang Yanqing glared. Since he became the head servant, no servant had ever dared to look at him in a bad light. This was the first time.

Just as he was about to lose his temper, he thought of the Majesty's decree and held back the scolding that was about to come out of his mouth.

He lowered his eyes, gritted his teeth, and bowed slightly: "This servant requests to see the Crown Princess."

"Master Qing, my master doesn't like noise, if you have anything to say, just talk to your subordinates."

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