[Wu Zetian colleagues] Wu Lingchun

"When I entered the palace just now, I seemed to see them carrying a woman out...does she look like a princess?"

After He Lanmin said that, he looked at Li Hong with a smile.

Li Hong's face has turned pale: "A Pei..."

He didn't even care about the etiquette in front of his mother, so he ran out of the hall.

Just bumped into Zhao Ying who was oncoming.

Zhao Ying was startled, and quickly bent down to greet Li Hong.

The sentence "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince" in his mouth hadn't been finished yet, Li Hong suddenly kicked him on the shoulder: "You dog slave! If there is anything wrong with A Peiruo, I will fight with you alone!"

Zhao Ying was kicked and fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

However, Li Hong didn't benefit from this kick.He stumbled twice, almost grabbing the ground with his head.

Wan'er rounded her mouth slightly in astonishment when she first saw this change.

She didn't know how to react in such a situation, which was correct.

Perhaps it is the most correct to keep one's duty motionless?

But she clearly saw that when Empress Wu saw the prince staggering and almost fell, her body involuntarily moved forward for a while, but her body straightened very quickly.

Wan'er hurriedly lowered her eyes.

At this moment, He Lanminzhi suddenly rushed up quickly, and helped the crumbling Li Hong.

"His Royal Highness, please take good care of your body!" He Lan Minzhi giggled, "If the Crown Princess is gone, you can marry again; if the Crown Prince is gone... Hahaha!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Wan'er and Empress Wu all changed——

Empress Wu's eyes shot out two murderous auras, and they shot directly in the direction of Li Hong and He Lanminzhi.I don't know which one she wants to kill more.

And Wan'er really felt that this villain of He Lanmin was almost wretched.

Li Hong can be considered a bit tough.

Even though his chest was heaving violently, and a fishy sweetness in his throat turned up violently, he pushed He Lan Minzhi away with all his strength: "Get out!"

He Lanmin let out a "tss", and hugged his chest in leisurely manner, watching Li Hong stumbling out.

After finally getting to the pillar at the entrance of the hall, Li Hong couldn't bear it, he barely held on to the pillar, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Li Hong's staggering figure disappear, after a burst of noise outside the palace gate, tranquility was restored.

Wan'er guessed that it was Li Hong's entourage who saw him like this, panic was inevitable, and then they probably escorted him back to the East Palace, and asked the imperial physician for diagnosis and treatment, etc...

I don't know what happened to that princess.

She's still pregnant!

He Lanmin had spotted Wan'er early on, especially when he saw Wan'er's outstanding appearance, he raised his eyebrows with interest.

He said again familiarly: "This is the new female history next to my aunt, Mrs. Shangguan, right?"

Wan'er could only endure her disgust, and bowed to him.

Empress Wu had already sat back upright at this time.

"You know a lot!" There was something cold in her voice.

He Lanminzhi didn't seem to be afraid of her cold voice at all, he still smiled and said: "Miss Shangguan, a young girl, must also like bright clothes. I will send you a few bolts of that Western Region material..."

The corner of Wan'er's mouth twitched.

She really doesn't want that thing, no matter how good it is, even if it's a foreign product, who knows if it's clean or not!

However, she didn't know how to refuse for a while.

Empress Wu spoke again, and took the note for her in time: "That batch of materials is fine, there is no need to send it to the palace."

This means rejecting He Lanminzhi's "filial piety".

He Lanmin was dumbfounded for a moment, then smiled apologetically, "It's my nephew's filial piety, aunt..."

Empress Wu waved her hand impatiently and interrupted: "I know your filial piety."

As he spoke, he took another deep look at He Lanmin.

If it is said that He Lanminzhi had an unscrupulous appearance before, after being seen by Empress Wu with a meaningful look, he felt a little uneasy.

"Aunt..." He still wanted to say something.

Empress Wu lifted her chin, and her voice was extremely calm: "You worked really hard compiling and proofreading books, I can't bear it...there is no need to go to Lantai again."

He Lanmin's complexion changed slightly.

Empress Wu said quietly again: "Your grandmother's life is approaching, she hurt you a lot, you should pay homage to her old man!"

He Lanminzhi couldn't listen any longer, and boldly said: "My nephew has never forgotten my grandma's birthday... But the memorial ceremony belongs to the memorial ceremony, and it does not affect my nephew's loyalty to the country..."

Empress Wu waved her hand abruptly, her voice suddenly raised a bit: "I'm tired! Go back to your residence and prepare for your grandmother's memorial service!"

He Lan Minzhi still wanted to argue, but in the end he had no choice but to put on a pale face, bowed his hands to Empress Wu and said yes, and Fang exited the hall.

Wan'er watched and listened, the aunt and nephew, or the conversation between the two aunts and nephews, more and more understood Empress Wu's attitude towards He Lanminzhi.

Under the feudal code of ethics, the most important surname was Zongyou, and He Lanminzhi was given the surname "Wu". Regardless of his bloodline, he has become the grandson of a legitimate Wu family, so he can rightly call the deceased Mrs. Rong Guo is the "grandmother".

Empress Wu deliberately emphasized that Mrs. Rong Guo was his "grandmother", so she was trying to let He Lanmin know that he was not a descendant of the Wu family.

Since he is not a descendant of the Wu family, Duke Zhou's title can be taken away at any time, it only depends on Empress Wu's thoughts.

In the eyes of a modern person, the blood relationship from the mother's grandfather and grandmother is actually the same as the blood relationship from the father's grandfather and grandmother, and there is no difference between closeness and closeness.

However, feudal society is a patriarchal society, and it is a patriarchal society. The status of the male patriarch is detached, and his surname is truly orthodox and respected in the entire family.

In this case, not to mention this parallel time and space more than 1000 years ago, it is the society that Wan'er traveled through. Didn't the vast majority of children take their father's surname?How many people took their mother's surname?

And many men, soaked in the so-called "tradition" of feudalism for thousands of years, take it for granted that the "right to surname" is a normal right for men.

How can it be the unremitting efforts of several generations to change this situation where patriarchy reigns supreme over me?

People after more than 1000 years think so, so how can they demand Empress Wu who was born and raised in this era?

Wan'er thought to herself.

She didn't realize it again, and she unintentionally excused Empress Wu.

Empress Wu naturally had no way of knowing these thoughts in Wan'er's heart.

She is asking Zhao Ying.

"...It was Mr. Luo who was beside His Majesty, who personally brought people here and carried the Crown Princess away." Zhao Ying replied truthfully.

He was kicked by Li Hong before. Although Li Hong didn't have much strength when he got sick, Li Hong is still a grown man, and that kick was enough for him.

"Luo Dafu?" Empress Wu's face sank like water.

"Yes." Zhao replied.

Empress Wu was speechless for a long while.

After a long time, Fang said: "Go down and look at the wound! Then go to Ah Feng's place to receive ten pennies as a reward."

Zhao Ying was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly thanked him for his reward.

Empress Wu is caring for him, and even rewarding him.

Zhao Ying also withdrew from the hall.

In the hall, only Empress Wu and Wan'er were restored again.

Wan'er's heart came to her throat again——

After what happened just now, she was a little afraid of being alone with Empress Wu.

Without him, Wan'er could not be sure what terrible question Empress Wu would ask.

Is it difficult to answer a question without asking?

That's not Queen Wu's style.

Unless Empress Wu was extremely bored, she would just leave herself, a newcomer by her side, to listen to the fight between her and her son, and her nephew, or nephew.

At this moment, if you want to hide, you can't hide.I can only try my best to deal with it, so as not to annoy this person.

Wan'er suddenly felt a headache.

Unexpectedly, Empress Wu was silent for a long time.

She doesn't speak, but her own existence is a huge threat to Yu Wan'er.

Wan'er felt that if she continued to suffer like this, she would be out of breath.

Just when Wan'er was having difficulty breathing, Empress Wu's voice suddenly came from her ear: "Go down!"

The voice is faint.

Wan'er straightened her back in awe-inspiring manner, but in her heart, she was actually full of anticipation.

Can she finally escape temporarily?

Wan'er then cautiously went to see Empress Wu.

Empress Wu, she is sitting there alone, seems to be in a bad mood?

Empress Wu rolled her eyes and said, "Let you go down! Are you still standing here to block your eyes?"

Wan'er: "..."

Fortunately, she still misses her bad mood!

This face is still so annoying——

Of course, Wan'er only dared to think in her heart.

On the surface, she bowed to Empress Wu in an orderly manner, and then exited the hall in an even more orderly manner.

The air outside the hall was hundreds of times fresher than inside the hall.

Wan'er walked quickly to a place where no one was paying attention, breathing heavily.

The sun was setting, and it was approaching evening, but it couldn't affect Wan'er's feeling of regaining freedom at this moment.

The whole person suddenly relaxed, and Wan'er heard the "cuckoo" growl in her stomach.

It really is physical work!

While Wan'er was feeling emotionally exhausted from this job, she recalled all the things that Chai Yun had introduced to her before, and wondered where she should go for dinner.

Just as he was thinking about walking, a group of four people suddenly appeared in front of him. The leader was a dry and thin middle-aged man with his hands folded in front of his belly, with a dust whisk on his wrist.

Judging by the color of the clothes, it seems to be a high-level eunuch in the palace.

And the few people behind him also stood there in a pretentious manner, looking up and down Wan'er.

Wan'er was surprised that these people were not kind.

She then stopped, turned sideways, and stood aside with her hands down, intending to let these inner eunuchs pass by.

But this group did not buy her account.

The dry and skinny eunuch at the head smiled slightly, and flicked the whisk in his hand in a particularly poised manner: "This one, is Shangguan Nushi?"

There was a bang in Wan'er's head.

Some kind of ominous premonition became stronger.

In this situation, she could only bite the bullet and say: "Yes! I don't know what orders do you have?"

"Don't dare!" the eunuch said proudly, "By the order of the saint, please move, Mrs. Shangguan! Please!"