My Empress is My Bad Girl

She helped Jin Yao stand up and sat down by the bed, and asked her maid Yindie to come and wait for her to refresh and freshen up, while she went out with a bottle of incense.

It happened to meet Mrs. Jin into the palace.

Madam Qi came out of the Jin family, and she immediately bowed to her when she saw his wife, her expression was agitated: "The slave and maid met her."

"Sister, don't be polite." Madam Jin stretched out her hand to support her and smiled. "Now you are the closest person to your concubine empress and the most respectable. Don't bow to me in the future."

"No matter where the servants are, the servants are all from the Jin family. The lady will always be the master, and the servants will always be the servants." Madam Qi said, "The lady is in the house, and the servants will have something to do. Madam. Please come in."

Mrs. Jin nodded and walked into Huaqing Palace.

After the announcement, the maidservant led her in, and at a glance she saw her daughter sitting at the table drinking tea.

The appearance of her daughter surprised her.

The child she gave birth to was raised by one hand, knowing her situation better than anyone else.

This delicate daughter, who has been a child, is like the most delicate flower in the world. It cannot be blown by the wind or sun. Only by taking care of it carefully can he grow up so safely.

She was always fragile, as if the wind was blowing and she was about to fall.

But at this time, where is she a little bit weak and sick?

Her cheeks are slightly plump, her eyes are bright, and she is sitting upright.

Looks stronger than the maid Yindie.

"Yao'er, you..." As soon as Mrs. Jin spoke, she realized that she was wrong, and she changed her words quickly, "Emperor Empress."

Jin Yao glanced at her with a faint expression, "Mother is here. Your mother and daughter, don't be polite, sit down and talk."

Her indifferent attitude made Mrs. Jin a little drummer.

Mrs. Jin did not dare to sit down, walked to her, and smiled affectionately: "Yao'er, your face looks really good. It seems that your body has improved?"

"That's right." Jin Yao was holding the tea cup, her voice is not emotional, "If my palace doesn't take good care of myself, who else can love my palace. Mother, what do you think?"

Mrs. Jin looked a little uncomfortable and motioned with her eyes to let Yindie go out.

Silver Butterfly led the two small palace servants out.

Mrs. Jin sat next to Jin Yao and said, "Yao'er, what's the matter with you? Your body is getting better, I am happy for my mother."

"Mother is naturally happy. After all, both sister-in-laws are pregnant. The Jin family doesn't have to worry about breaking the incense in the future." Jin Yao's tone was somewhat ironic.

Mrs. Jin frowned: "Yao'er, why are you talking to me like this?"

Jin Yao looked down at the jewels on her fingers, and said quietly: "What is your mother doing in the palace today? My palace is very busy. I don't have time to spend time with my mother to talk about daily routines."

Now Mrs. Jin is completely convinced that this daughter has changed.

The former gentle, considerate, generous and calm lady became a bitter, selfish and unreasonable woman.

"Yao'er, what's the matter with you?" Madam Jin frowned and looked at her.

Even if she became a noble concubine, that was the daughter she gave birth to.

Jin Yao's expression is still indifferent: "My palace is very good, can't my mother tell? Does the family still care about my daughter?"

"Why don't you care? Your father and I, as well as your brother, are thinking about you every day. Your brother wants to see you several times, but you never see him. Do you know how worried we are?"

"Worry?" Jin Yao sneered. "Are you worried that I will die too late and can't give Jin Shan a place earlier?"