The boss of the end of the world wears a red building, if you don't agree, just hold it

"What should we do, Madam? Now is the time for the Seventh Prince to recognize people. If he stays with Concubine Shu for too long and recognizes Concubine Shu as his mother, what should we do?"

Baoqin only regretted that she felt sorry for Jia Yuanchun's pain that day and did not stop her in time. Now she really regretted it.

Jia Yuanchun seemed to be so angry that she suddenly laughed, "He is just a heartless kid. Do you think I really care about him? How ridiculous."

Baoqin was stunned.

It's stupid, it's really stupid.

She stared at Jia Yuanchun blankly, then came to her senses and said in a low voice, "Madam, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The Seventh Prince is after all the Empress's nephew. No matter how uncomfortable the Empress feels, she cannot say that.

What do children know?

Baoqin knew that her queen always felt that the Seventh Prince had taken the little princess's place, which was why she was dissatisfied with everything he did.

But the seventh prince is so pitiful. He should have been a rich and noble young man in the mansion, but now he is tied up in the palace and becomes an unloved little poor thing.

Jia Yuanchun was furious at the moment, thinking that all this was caused by the Seventh Prince, and even said that he was a disaster star. Baoqin naturally did not dare to say anything to provoke her, "The Emperor is just angry for a moment, and when he calms down, he will definitely change his mind for the sake of the little... princess."

However, the emperor's expression that day clearly showed that he was disgusted with Jia Yuanchun to the extreme. Even if he released Jia Yuanchun from confinement, it was unlikely that he would return the Seventh Prince.

But when Jia Yuanchun heard this, she felt as if she had grasped a life-saving straw. Her pretended indifference was completely shattered. She grabbed Baoqin's hand and asked, "Will the emperor really change his mind?"

Baoqin's hands were so painful from being grabbed, "My queen, although the emperor doesn't say it, he still has you in his heart..."

"Yes, the emperor still has me in his heart." Before Baoqin could finish, Jia Yuanchun said with hatred, "Before Fuqiu became favored, the emperor treated me very well."

Suddenly, she changed the subject, "It is because of Fuqiu that the emperor will never come to this palace again."

The more Jia Yuanchun spoke, the more frightened Baoqin became, "Madam..."

But Jia Yuanchun seemed to be immersed in her own world and could not break free. "It's all Fuqiu's fault. If she hadn't used her foxy magic to seduce the emperor, the emperor wouldn't be like this."

At this time, there were only Jia Yuanchun and Baoqin in the palace. Jia Yuanchun's words echoed in this magnificent palace, like a ghost demanding her life. Baoqin felt a chill on her back, "Madam, please stop talking."

"If Fuqiu wasn't there, the emperor would change his mind." Jia Yuanchun's eyes lit up and she looked at Baoqin expectantly, "Fuqiu is a seductive vixen who can seduce people. If she wasn't there, the emperor would definitely fall in love with me again, right?"

Baoqin nodded fearfully.

Jia Yuanchun thought of a solution.

A method that would bring disgrace upon Fuqiu and make the emperor hate her whenever she was mentioned.

In the palace not far away, Fuqiu suddenly sneezed, and Qingping asked hurriedly: "Madam, are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Fuqiu waved her hand nonchalantly. When she looked at the Seventh Prince, her face was full of worry again. "What if he wakes up and makes a fuss?"

Qing Ping didn't know either, "If things get rowdy..."

Fuqiu looked expectant.

Qingping smiled embarrassedly, "I don't know either."

Fuqiu sighed, and when she saw the Seventh Prince who had not yet woken up on the bed, she sighed again heavily.

She was really flattered that the emperor threw this little ancestor to her.

As relieved as Jia Yuanchun's look was at that time, Fuqiu was as distressed at this moment.

What should I do?

It would be fine if it was just one child without a mother. It didn't matter whether she raised one or two. Fuqiu didn't care. After all, the things the emperor rewarded her with were enough to allow her to raise more children.

But this is Jia Yuanchun’s child!!!

It's not okay to ignore it, it's not okay to control it, it's not okay to control it too lightly, it's not okay to control it too heavily...

If Fuqiu had the courage of a leopard, she would have pulled the emperor over to ask him what he was thinking, but unfortunately she didn't.

The emperor's angry look was still vivid in her mind. Not to mention Jia Yuanchun, even she was frightened to death and wanted to hide on the spot.

Just as she was thinking, the eyelids of the little person lying on the bed moved, and Qingping widened her eyes, "My Queen, My Queen..."

"What's wrong? I'm just annoyed."

Qing Ping cried out, "Oh my!" and said, "The Seventh Prince has woken up."

"What?!" Fuqiu suddenly came back to her senses and looked over. The Seventh Prince was looking at her with his big round eyes. His fair and tender little face was so adorable that no one would have the heart to say a harsh word to him.

Of course, except for that cruel and vicious woman Jia Yuanchun.

Fuqiu looked at him fearfully, her mouth curled up, aggrieved, as if she was about to cry the next moment, "Hey, don't... Qingping, he's about to cry, what should I do?!"

Fuqiu thought that he would cry loudly the next moment, just like her naughty boy, who would cry so hard that everyone in the palace would know if he was unhappy.

But unexpectedly, the Seventh Prince just looked at her with tears in his eyes, aggrieved, and when he couldn't help sobbing a few times, he covered his mouth with his little hands, forcing himself not to cry out loud.

Fuqiu suddenly felt like crying. This child was so pitiful.

A child of this age should be carefree, cry when he wants to cry and laugh when he wants to laugh, but this child is so good at reading people's faces.

It must be that Jia Yuanchun treated him badly on a daily basis, so he was so cautious.

Fuqiu couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Asshole!"

The Seventh Prince was very perceptive, and seeing this he thought she was angry with him, so he shrank back inside, and covered his mouth with his hands even tighter, as if he wanted to suffocate himself.

Fuqiu realized this and couldn't help cursing herself in her heart. But when she looked at the poor little thing, she looked as gentle as water, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm not being mean to you."

The Seventh Prince still looked frightened, his face flushed red from holding it in, tears welling up in his eyes.

Fuqiu suddenly remembered something and took out a jade pony to tease him, "Look, what is this?"

Perhaps it was because her tone was too gentle, the Seventh Prince did not seem as nervous as before, and when he looked at Xiao Ma, there was a little more spirit in his eyes, eager but not daring to approach.

Fuqiu's eyes felt sore. Now not only the Seventh Prince wanted to cry, but she also wanted to cry.

When she sees the emperor, she will definitely tell him how pitiful the child is and that Jia Yuanchun, that cold-blooded and vicious woman, should be locked up in her own palace for the rest of her life.