And this stranger was brazenly saying in front of her that he wanted to murder her son. For a moment, the Queen Mother found it very ridiculous.

"Oh, do you know how many palace servants and slaves are protecting the emperor, and how many secret guards he has?" The queen mother laughed, and her tone became contemptuous. "Regicide means the nine clans will be killed. Have you ever considered your parents and brothers?"

Why should she consider Shen Meizhuang's family? Shen Meizhuang herself doesn't care.

Besides, how could she fail?

Ye Bingshang gently tapped her knee with her right index finger and said with determination, "That's why I came to ask for help, Madam Empress."

"Are you so sure that I will help you? Even if the relationship between the emperor and I is not strong, we are still blood relatives." The empress dowager was puzzled by Ye Bingshang's certainty.

"I am not sure." Ye Bingshang smiled and shook her head: "If the Empress Dowager does not want to, it's fine. Just pretend that I never said anything. Let's go back to the old ways. You will be a good queen mother, and I will be a good queen."

"It's nothing more than waiting a few more years."

Let me emphasize that I am not in a hurry. I am many years younger than Yinzhen. It is you and your youngest son who should be anxious.

The Queen Mother knew what Ye Bingshang meant. If she refused to help, then when Hongxing ascended the throne in the future, he would not release the Fourteenth Prince, nor would he marry a woman from the Uya or Ulanara clan.

But she was still unwilling to accept the result. After Yinzhen and the Fourteenth Prince came to prominence, she had never suffered any loss among the Four Concubines. But now she was being suppressed by a junior.

The Queen Mother pressed on: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell the Emperor about what you said today? Even if the Emperor likes you, he will definitely not tolerate a woman who covets the throne."

"The emperor won't believe it." Ye Bingshang replied indifferently, without even a scratch on her breathing.

The empress dowager was speechless. If she thought about it carefully, even a fool would not believe such an absurd thing. No wonder Ye Bingshang was so calm.

After thinking it over, she felt even more fooled. She liked the smile that Ye Bingshang always had on her face the most, but now she felt that Ye Bingshang was mocking her naivety.

Ye Bingshang looked out the window at the darkness outside. It was already late. "So, has the Empress Dowager made up her mind?"

Both of them are biological sons. Should he choose Yinzhen, who is the emperor and relatively filial, or Fourteenth, who guards the imperial tomb?

Most people would probably choose the former. Although they won’t be able to see their beloved youngest son, both sons will be alive.

But for Wu Ya Chengbi, choosing between Yinzhen and the Fourteenth Prince has never been a difficult problem, and her answer has never changed from beginning to end.

She even had the idea of ​​taking advantage of Ye Bingshang's support to let Fourteenth ascend the throne during the chaos.

The Queen Mother lowered her eyes, hiding the calculation in her eyes: "What are you going to do?"

Ye Bingshang stood up and bowed to the Queen Mother: "Please, Madam, distribute the palace staff to me, and help me meet with the deposed Queen of Jingren Palace."

"You want to see Yixiu?" The Queen Mother was puzzled again.

Ye Bingshang didn't want to explain further: "Yes, some things and some words always have to be said face to face to be considered complete."

"That's not difficult. The emperor often stays overnight in the palace of pregnant Concubine An recently. I'll ask Zhuxi to arrange a time for you to meet her." The empress dowager thought that Ye Bingshang was going to take advantage of Yixiu's misfortune, so she agreed without hesitation.

"Thank you, Queen Mother."

As for the power accumulated by Uya in the palace, the Queen Mother gave it away very generously. No one knew that the Queen Mother would definitely keep a trump card for herself, and Ye Bingshang didn't care.

The Queen Mother did not ask how Ye Bingshang planned to deal with Yinzhen. She thought that even if she failed, she could still clear herself of most of the responsibility - she was Yinzhen's biological mother, and she would not lose out whether this plan succeeded or not.

Ye Bingshang turned and left Shoukang Palace, facing the moonlight. She smiled, her smile was ostentatious and unrestrained, a side of her that she had never shown in front of others.

……

A few months passed in a flash, and Ye Bingshang finally received news from Zhu Xi - she could go to Jingren Palace alone tonight, as all the staff had been arranged and she would not be discovered.

"Yu Gu, spread the news."

"Yes."

That night, Ye Bingshang put on a dark cloak and went to Jingren Palace, taking the two special daggers with her. Yu Gu followed Ye Bingshang's orders and hid outside the palace in case any special situation occurred.

Jingren Palace no longer had the elegance it once had, nor did it have that unique fruity fragrance; it had become cold and silent.

Only the deposed queen was still wearing the bright yellow Manchu dress with phoenix pattern and the red gold phoenix-shaped hairpin, which were not suitable for a concubine, as well as the pair of oriental pearl earrings that she had never changed.

But she had also changed. Her face was as pale as a death, her whole body was extremely thin, her cheeks and eyes were sunken, and she looked like a skull covered with a layer of human skin.

When the deposed queen saw her, she put on a virtuous smile with her face that looked like a skull and had a scar on it, "My noble concubine, you actually came to see me. Why? Do you want to take advantage of my misfortune?"

Ye Bingshang ignored her, picked up the teapot on the table and shook it. The water came out and she poured it directly into the lit incense burner.

"What do you mean, noble concubine?"

Seeing this, Jianqiu stepped forward to stop it, but Ye Bingshang got there first and kicked the entire incense burner over.

This unexpected change made Jianqiu and the deposed queen look unhappy, but things beyond their expectations were not over yet.

Ye Bingshang took out a bundle of silver needles from her sleeves and skillfully inserted a few needles into several acupuncture points on her body. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you really have not forgotten your original intention. I think the Queen Mother told you in advance that I was coming, so you planned to take my life."

"It's just that the Queen has been insane since she was deposed. Everyone in the palace knows that you never use incense in your palace. It's impossible that she started to like using incense again after being deposed."

The deposed queen looked at Ye Bingshang, who was wearing clothes that were worthy of a queen. She kept calling her the queen and kept saying "deposed". She was so angry that she coughed up blood: "Shen Meizhuang! You actually know medical skills!"

"How could I avoid all of your tricks if I don't know medical skills? If I rely entirely on the imperial physician, wouldn't my lifeline be held in someone else's hands?" Ye Bingshang answered as a matter of course.

Seeing that her plan had been exposed, the Queen got straight to the point: "You are so successful now, why do you come to see me, a dying man?"

Ye Bingshang put away the silver needle and said, "I'm here to discuss a deal with you."

"What a joke! What can I talk to you about?"

"Maybe not in the past, but now that you've been defeated, we're no longer rivals, so we can naturally benefit from each other." Ye Bingshang slowly approached the deposed queen and said, "For example, the posthumous title that your eldest son who died young should receive."

The deposed queen suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Bingshang's shoulders, "Are you willing to help me ask Yinzhen to posthumously confer the title of Honghui?!"

Ye Bingshang let her hold her hand, and gently covered the deposed queen's hand with one hand, coaxing her, "Why do we have to rely on him? As long as he dies, my son will immediately succeed to the throne, and it would be natural to confer the title posthumously."

--split line--

The reason I didn’t update this morning was, of course, because of the damn overtime and the trivialities of Qingming Festival.

Can you believe that my grandma gave me two bundles of gold foil and asked me to fold them, saying that my grandpa loved me the most when he was alive, so she asked me to fold them. I listened to her.

The gold foil paper was a thin sheet and a thick bundle, and I haven’t finished folding it yet.

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