My Empress is My Bad Girl

"What if I don't want her to be a queen?"

"This..." Liu Dequan was shocked, "Master, this imperial concubine is not a queen, which is not in line with the ancestral rituals. How can the clan and ministers agree? Besides, it hurts the hearts of the prince and the Jin family."

Zhao Yuanjing said indifferently: "Liu Dequan, you have been with me for more than ten years, and you should know what I think."

"The minion dare not speculate about the holy will."

"Pretend less." Zhao Yuanjing snorted.

Liu Dequan chuckled: "Actually, the old slave knew that the emperor loved Concubine Yun Bian, and wanted to make her a princess. Now that the emperor succeeds to the throne, he naturally wants Concubine Yun Bian to be the queen. But the old slave said something damned. , This is absolutely impossible. Since ancient times, there have been differences between concubines and concubines. If you let Concubine Yun Bian be the queen, what can you do? Besides, Concubine Yun Bian already has the eldest son, and the status is unshakable, so please don’t make it difficult for yourself. Up."

He was going to risk the world's great disgrace, the new emperor became the throne, his position was unstable, and he was opposed by the former harem, that would definitely not work.

Zhao Yuanjing didn't speak, but looked down at the notes.

Liu Dequan did not dare to go on.

After Zhao Shu left the palace, he returned to the palace of the Qin Dynasty, but Master Ming hadn't left yet.

A cup of tea was drunk by him.

Seeing Zhao Shu coming back, he stood up with a wry smile, and said, "Seventh Prince, you really told me to wait!"

Zhao Shu hurriedly went over to apologize, "Don't blame Hou Ye, it's really that I wasn't in Beijing yesterday and didn't come back."

Ming Houye also knew that he was now the most trusted prince of the new emperor. He was so red in the court that most people would never see it.

He did not rely on the old to sell the old, and said with a smile: "The old man is very busy now, and he is not as busy as the prince."

"Master Hou, please sit down," Zhao Shu turned his head and told the housekeeper, "Prepare some food, and I will talk with Master Hou while eating."

Ming Lao Houye has only drank a few cups of tea from morning till now. He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he was not polite to him. He sat on the table and threw away his cheeks to eat.

Until half a bowl of rice was eaten, it was almost mixed.

He just picked up the wine glass, drank a glass of wine, and sighed comfortably.

Zhao Shu always smiled and watched.

Old Master Ming wiped his mouth and smiled heartily: "I don't scare the Seventh Prince when the old man is eating, right?"

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "Where is Lord Hou? This king is also from the army, knowing that Lord Hou is used to eating with the soldiers."

The army is hard. When fighting, they often don’t have anything to eat for several days. They have to eat four or five meals per meal. Over time, they develop the habit of eating fast and eating more.

Although it looked funny, it was sad when I looked into it carefully.

Master Ming Hou said happily: "That's right, I'm used to dealing with people like the Seventh Prince. The other civil servants are really annoying."

Zhao Shu smiled and said, "If Lord Hou is not enough, I will let the butler serve another bowl of rice."

"Enough is enough. The old man is here to talk to the prince, not to eat the big family." Ming Hou Ye laughed, "I am here this time to ask the prince about my little granddaughter. There was a lot of things in Beijing for a few days, and I couldn't find out the whereabouts of the child. I had no face to see the emperor several times.

Because of King Lu's rebellion, the current situation of the Hou Mansion is a bit embarrassing.

Zhao Yuanjing's injury was not announced to the courtiers outside, and the Hou Mansion did not know it. He thought it was the emperor who angered the Hou Mansion and refused to see them.