Cuiping didn't quite understand what her mother-in-law meant, and just said: "Speaking of it, it would be really beneficial if the eldest prince grew up under her knees. There is a minister of household affairs in the court to help, then But it’s a lot less detours.”

Zhou Ruo sneered: "Want to raise the eldest prince? She's afraid she won't be so lucky."

Zhou Ruo picked up his half-finished clothes again and said calmly: "Let them fight, we don't have to do anything, just live our lives well."

Cuiping: "That's right. Concubine Xian's attention is now on the eldest prince, and she will never stare at our second prince."

Zhou Ruo hummed and said nothing more.

But she was thinking in her heart that Lin Qingqing's journey was destined to come to an end from the moment she set her sights on the eldest prince.

Zhou Ruo was happy to see this result. She even hoped that Lin Qingqing would be more arrogant, it would be better to make the matter bigger and offend Lin Jiuqing more severely... In this way, Lin Qingqing's end would be even worse.

Lin Qingqing always looked down on her as a concubine. Even though she was a noble concubine, she always looked at her in a condescending manner.

She was careful and looked at the scenery, but in fact the holy favor was fake, and even the second prince she was pregnant with for ten months was fake. Therefore, she had no confidence, and she did not dare to compete with Lin Qingqing, the daughter of a minister. What, I can only lower my head and endure it.

However, this does not mean that there is no resentment in her heart.

She really hated the way those people looked at her from afar and didn't treat her as a human being.

Therefore, Zhou Ruo hopes that Lin Qingqing will be more arrogant, the more arrogant the better, so that her death will be more miserable.

Cuiping looked at her master and felt that although the current master was smiling, he looked a bit sinister.

Cuiping didn't dare to say more, so she had to stand aside with her head bowed and serve her carefully.

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In Lin Qingqing's palace.

Lin Qingqing frowned and looked at the person kneeling in front of her, and said sternly: "What do you mean you can't find it?"

The kneeling man was trembling, and his tone could not be controlled when he spoke: "The Lanyin Palace is like an iron barrel, our people can't get close at all, let alone get any news."

"Your Majesty, please spare my life, my slaves really tried their best."

Lin Qingqing said with a cold face: "It's just a Lanyin Palace, not His Majesty's Yinghua Palace. Is it so strict?"

The people below said softly: "Lanyin Palace is more strict than Yinghua Palace."

They also discovered it after trying everything.

Lin Qingqing clenched her fists tightly, and after a while she gritted her teeth and said, "All this was arranged by His Majesty... Is Your Majesty really so affectionate towards her? But why?"

Lin Qingqing couldn't understand: "What can she, an orphan who grew up in the countryside, understand? There are so many beautiful girls, why does Your Majesty have a special liking for her?"

She recalled Mo Xiao's appearance in her mind, thinking that Mo Xiao would smile tenderly at Lin Jiuqing, and she went crazy with jealousy.

"No, she has already taken away His Majesty's favor. If she takes over the eldest prince again this time, wouldn't His Majesty be completely devoted to her?" Lin Qingqing said anxiously, "I will never let her succeed."

Lin Qingqing stood up and turned around a few times, and finally looked up at Lian'er who was standing in the corner, and said in a deep voice: "Go and send a message to father. If I want to see him, I will tell him that I have something very important to discuss with him."

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