After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

The Queen had an expression that said, "I knew you had bad intentions."

Anyway, it wasn't the first time, and she was too lazy to argue with Concubine Ning anymore, so she simply went along with her wishes to avoid any unnecessary entanglements. "Well, say what you want to say."

Concubine Ning was not used to the Queen's submissive attitude, and even felt a little bored. But since she was here, she still had to say something.

"It's nothing serious." Concubine Ning sat back at the table, picked up the half-cold cup of tea, took a sip, and said calmly: "I just want to remind you, sister, don't overestimate your son. He should wear a hat that fits his head. If something doesn't belong to him, he won't be able to keep it no matter how hard you try to snatch it from him."

"Just like Miss Nian, she is the daughter of the prime minister. Although Prince Qing is a prince, he is just a show-off. If he wants to marry Miss Nian..." Concubine Ning sneered, "Try harder."

No matter how much the queen pretended to be calm, she couldn't help but frown when she heard others belittling her son. She clenched her fingers so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh.

But Concubine Ning just wanted to provoke her. The more angry she was, the more excited and excited she became.

Just as she was about to continue, the palace maid came to report: "Miss Nian II wants to see you."

The Queen, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, quickly had Nian Qiao Yue invited in.

Just as she was worrying about what excuse to use to send this big Buddha away, she looked at Concubine Ning with pride, her expression changed from the sullen state just now, and she said in a gloating tone: "Sister, you can see it too. I have guests here. I'm afraid I can't chat with you anymore. Please go back."

Although Concubine Ning was unwilling, she still left with a gloomy face when Nian Qiaoyue came in.

Nian Qiaoyue didn't even have time to perform the greetings. Her knees were half bent and she was walking in such a hurry that she couldn't even see the background. She had no choice but to stand up straight and come before the queen with trepidation and confusion.

Seeing that the Queen looked in a good mood, could it be that they were not having a quarrel, but that the Queen unilaterally angered Concubine Ning and drove her away?

Nian Qiaoyue bowed obediently and did not show her curiosity.

The queen glanced at her sideways with disdain.

Although Nian Qiaoyue helped her out of trouble like timely rain, it didn't mean that she would change her mind or even accept her. In the eyes of the queen, Nian Qiaoyue would always be an inferior concubine's daughter.

"What do you want from me?" the queen asked lazily.

The serving palace maids all performed their duties and returned to their own positions.

The queen closed her eyes and let the little palace maid behind her massage her head.

Nian Qiaoyue lowered her head nervously.

The queen waited for a long time but saw no movement. She opened her eyes impatiently and complained: "If you don't want to talk, why did you come to me? Do you want me to torture you to force a confession?"

Her tone was very harsh, and all the anger she had received from Concubine Ning was now vented on Nian Qiaoyue.

Nian Qiaoyue's legs went weak and she fell to her knees, supporting herself with the wooden board in front of her with her hands. Her waist was weak and she was sweating profusely, looking in a very miserable state.

She didn't want to kneel, but she was frightened by the queen's aura, so she knelt down subconsciously and couldn't control herself.

At this point, Nian Qiaoyue had no choice but to kneel upright, but she still did not dare to raise her head, and gently placed it on the queen's jade shoes, "Your Majesty, I have a favor to ask, please grant me your permission."

The Queen disagreed, "What is it?"

What had made her come to ask for help? The Queen thought that their relationship was not yet at the point where they could help each other, and Nian Qiaoyue came to ask for help without hesitation. How much chance did she have in her mind? Where did her confidence come from?

Nian Qiaoyue's voice was weak: "Your Majesty, my sister is now the Crown Prince's woman. Even if Prince Qing is willing, it is no longer possible. So why don't you consider it..."

She raised her eyes, with flattery and expectation in her eyes, "Why don't you consider me?"

The queen raised her eyebrows and showed an incredible expression, as if she had heard something incredible. Then she laughed, with a slightly mocking smile, "Does Miss Nian know what you are talking about?"

Nian Qiaoyue suddenly felt something was wrong and immediately lowered her head, saying with great fear and trepidation, "My queen, although my status is not as noble as your sister's, I am still a member of the prime minister's residence..."

Before she finished speaking, the Queen interrupted her with a cold tone: "Second Miss Nian, don't you understand? Don't say you are not as good as Miss Nian. Even if I let Tian'er marry a legitimate daughter from a small family, I will not consider a lowly concubine like you."

"You have recommended yourself time and again. The reason is just that you think that although you are a concubine's daughter, you are born in the prime minister's mansion, so you still have the confidence to compete."

"I'm telling you clearly today. Tian'er will never marry a concubine's daughter, let alone you. You should give up on this idea."

The queen opened the maid's hand, rubbed her aching temple, and waved her hand to tell her to go away.

The maid stood aside as she was told.

After talking for so long and dealing with two people, she was exhausted.

Nian Qiaoyue lowered her head lower and lower, tears falling uncontrollably. She could not stand being humiliated by the Queen in front of so many palace maids, no matter how thick-skinned she was.

"I am tired, you may leave." The queen got up from the bed and returned to the inner room with the help of the palace maid.

Not until the figure completely disappeared did Nian Qiaoyue raise her head, tears in her eyes.

She wiped away her tears, calmed herself down, and left Zhongcui Palace as if nothing had happened.

Although the palace servants were careful in their words and deeds and fulfilled their duties, they did not look at her strangely or humiliate her, but she always felt like a thorn in her side. The Zhongcui Palace behind her was like a huge execution ground, which left her covered with bruises.

Nian Qiaoyue swore that she would marry Qin Fengtian and make the Queen regret what she said to her today!

She left the palace with her fists clenched, already having a plan in mind.

Xiao Mansion.

"Miss Nian, the young lady is not in the mansion." The guard said this as soon as he saw her.

Nian Susu stopped on his way to the mansion and asked a few more questions, only to find out that Xiao Yunzheng had been rising late and coming home late these days. The second young master Xiao sent someone to inquire and follow her, only to find out that she had been staying in Qinhe Teahouse the whole day.

Nian Susu went towards Taihe Teahouse with a heavy heart.

Cui Yuqing had passed away for more than half a month, and Xiao Yunzheng went to the teahouse every day. Her purpose was obvious.

She was worried that Xiao Yunzheng would continue to be depressed and develop mental illness.

When they arrived at Taihe Teahouse, Nian Susu realized that she had overthought.

Xiao Yunzheng sat behind the counter, typing away on an abacus in one hand and writing or drawing with the other. He looked serious and at odds with his usual nonchalant demeanor.

The waiter recognized her and was about to say hello to Xiao Yunzheng, but she stopped him.

Nian Susu approached the counter, casting a shadow on Xiao Yunzheng's account book. She didn't even raise her head, "Sir, would you like to have tea or listen to an opera? Today we have the best Taiping Houkui and Rizhu Xueya. The opera scripts are "Farewell My Concubine" and "The Palace of Eternal Life."