Deep Palace Conspiracy: My son will sit on the dragon throne and I will be the queen mother

"Although I know that the two young masters are also in need of these, this can be regarded as the wishes of Weichen, brother and sister-in-law, and I ask the Concubine Xian to accept it."

Su Qingyao nodded and took Yanzhi over with a smile, "How come we don't lack these? This is what Shu'er lacks the most. No amount is too much."

Su Qingyao's words were not wrong at all. Yun Shu was now the same as when she could speak just now. She almost didn't want to leave when she saw Rouge.

"Then when I return to Jiangnan, I will bring some to Xiao Shu'er."

Su Qingyao shook her head, "No need, I'm afraid that my cousin will lose money on his business."

"If you can make Her Royal Highness the Princess happy, then I'll compensate you."

Ji Xingwang's words made Su Qingyao laugh. She likes chatting with the Ji family because chatting with them makes her feel like a family member. She can say whatever she wants. It doesn't matter if she is wrong. They will always do it. Tolerate you.

It's not like in the palace, where every word, every word, you don't know how long you have to think about before you say it.

Su Qingyao sent Ji Xingwang to the palace gate and watched him get on the carriage and leave.

"Your Majesty, do you want to drive us out in a sedan chair?" Zi Qiu stepped forward and asked.

Su Qingyao shook her head slowly, "No, let's go for a walk with me."

"Yes." Ziqiu stretched out his arm and let Su Qingyao hold it, and the two of them walked slowly on the palace road.

Su Qingyao didn't know how long she would have to walk along these long palace roads before she could reach the end.

At night, Su Mansion.

Although it was a gathering of officials, there were only two tables. After all, it was still a national mourning. If there were too many people, Emperor Yinde might be displeased, and the entire Ministry of Punishment would be impeached.

The officials had almost arrived, but Su Li didn't see Ji Xingwang.

He was the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, so he must have taken good care of his nephew Ji Xingwang in front of others. After all, it would be good for his reputation to say so.

But as a queen, he still looked down upon Ji Xingwang. A child from a merchant family became an official. Without his help and care, would he be where he is today?

"Uncle, Xingwang is late." Just as he was thinking, Ji Xingwang followed the housekeeper and trotted all the way into the main hall.

Su Li quickly stood up to greet him, "Xingwang is here, the banquet hasn't started yet, how can it be considered too late?"

With that said, he pulled Ji Xingwang and sat next to him.

When the officials saw Ji Xingwang coming, they also called out to Mr. Ji one after another.

Although Ji Xingwang had a bad background, with the relationship between Su Li, Su Qingyao and several royal heirs in the palace, who could not fawn over him?

Ji Xingwang was not polite and sat directly next to Su Li and put the food box on the table.

Su Li said with some annoyance, "Didn't I tell you? We won't accept gifts at the gathering today, for fear that Your Majesty will get angry. Are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for my uncle?"

Ji Xingwang waved his hands repeatedly, "Uncle, you really have to accept what Xingwang took, and I promise, no one will blame you."

When he said this, everyone focused their attention on the food box. Ji Xingwang opened the food box without any further pretense.

What hits my face is the aroma of rice dumplings. This is the smell of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Su Li glanced at Ji Xingwang, "Are you afraid that your uncle won't give you rice dumplings to eat today?"

Ji Xingwang waved his hand, "Save your rice dumplings for yourself tomorrow. My rice dumplings were brought from the palace. Concubine Xian specially wrapped them and delivered them to me."

When Ji Xingwang said this, he looked proud and secretly observed the reactions of the officials.

"Then there really is Concubine Laoxian."

"The Concubine Xian has several heirs, and she still works so hard. She is really a blessing to Mr. Su."

"Yeah yeah."

The officials flattered each other, making Su Li so happy that he almost didn't know his last name.

It seems that Su Qingyao, a concubine, really knows how to give him face in front of outsiders, so he will definitely do his best to help his daughter and grandson.

Ji Xingwang took out the top two rice dumplings and handed them to Su Li with some respect, "Uncle, the threads on these two rice dumplings were tied by His Royal Highness the Second Prince and the Third Princess. They are specially filial to you."

Su Li moved his eyes to the two rice dumplings. The threads were tangled in a mess and they were barely tied into a knot. At a glance, he knew that only children could make them like this.

Seeing that it was his grandson's wish, Su Li's face almost turned into a chrysanthemum with laughter, and he said to everyone, "To put it bluntly, I can be considered to have enjoyed the happiness of a family relationship."

"The young masters are all following me, but my uncle's good fortune is yet to come."

Ji Xingwang's words made Su Li feel inexplicably guilty. For some reason, he could vaguely feel that Su Qingyao knew what he said in the Yangxin Hall that day.

But it doesn't hurt to know. Yun Shu is now well and good in the palace. Your Majesty is looking after the Su family. Su Qingyao can't blame him at all.

"Uncle, shall I share these rice dumplings among all the adults?"

Su Li nodded repeatedly, "Try them all, try them all."

"Thank you so much, Concubine Xian." When the officials received the rice dumplings, they were all respectful. With Su Qingyao's current status, no matter what she gave them, she would reward them. No one dared to be disrespectful.

Su Li looked at this scene, not to mention how proud he was.

He felt that Su Qingyao, a concubine, was very sensible and knew how to help him win people over.

As everyone knows, everything Su Qingyao did today had nothing to do with him.

Everything she did was for her son.

Compared to the excitement in the Su Mansion, the Yangxin Hall was a little deserted.

Emperor Yinde sat on the soft couch and was lost in thought while reading the letter from Shangguan Xiaolin.

Although Wan Jin now has an absolute advantage, Bei Yan is warlike and must not be taken lightly.

A foolproof strategy is needed to finally fight Beiyan to the death.

At this time, Xiao Nanzi quietly served hot tea and then stepped aside respectfully.

Li Fuhai had taught him that His Majesty did not like to be disturbed when he was looking at things, so he should not get into trouble.

Emperor Yinde picked up the tea cup and glanced at Xiao Nanzi who was waiting aside.

Since Prince Chongheng left, Li Fuhai has been keeping vigil continuously without rest. It rained last month, and Li Fuhai fell ill. He has not come to serve the emperor for half a month. What matters before the emperor , Xiao Nanzi is in charge temporarily.

"How is your master?" Emperor Yinde asked quietly.

Xiao Nanzi took a step forward and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the master is almost recovered and will be here to serve you in a few days."

Emperor Yinde nodded slightly and handed the tea cup to Xiao Nanzi, "That's good."

After saying that, he stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk, so don't follow me."