After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Upon hearing this, Cui Rong immediately knelt down and bowed deeply, her voice full of gratitude: "Thank you for your kindness, Queen Mother. I will do my best to serve you."

After a conversation, Cui Rongrong was ready to leave the palace, but unexpectedly, she was stopped by the queen's personal maid when she was near the palace gate. The maid smiled and said, "Miss Cui, please stay. The queen wants to see you. Tea and snacks have been prepared in the bedroom and we are waiting for you."

Cui Rongrong had expected this and her face remained calm as she followed the palace maid into the Queen's bedroom. She understood that her performance in front of the Queen Mother today must have touched the Queen's sensitive nerves.

Entering the bedroom, Cui Rong lowered her brows and bowed as required: "Greetings, Her Majesty the Queen."

The Queen's voice was gentle but with a hint of chillness: "Miss Rongrong has worked hard at the Queen Mother's, so I've prepared some scented tea to help you relieve fatigue. Drink it while it's hot. It will help you relax and warm up."

"Thank you, Queen." Cui Rongrong accepted it calmly, picked up the teacup, and sipped the tea gracefully. The Queen took this opportunity to slowly speak: "I can see that the Queen Mother is quite satisfied with your medical skills. With you here, this palace and the emperor are much more at ease."

However, the Queen's eyes turned stern as she changed the subject: "It's just that the Queen Mother is old and has been worshipping Buddha for many years. This time she was attacked by someone and her body is even weaker. You should persuade the Queen Mother to calm down and cultivate herself, and not worry about these mundane affairs anymore."

Cui Rong sneered in her heart. The Queen was so anxious, which showed her inner unrest.

She remained calm on the surface: "Your Majesty, I appreciate your concern for the Queen Mother. But according to your observation, the Queen Mother is in very good health. Your Majesty, there is no need to worry too much."

"Besides, the Queen Mother knows everything about the harem, so it won't be too much trouble for her to investigate this matter. In addition, with Nanny Fangfei's assistance, the Queen Mother only needs to give orders, and the rest of the trivial matters will be handled by others."

Seeing Cui Rongrong's firm attitude, the queen's face darkened a little, and she was obviously dissatisfied with this stubborn attitude: "Miss Rongrong is right. As the queen, I really need to pay attention to the overall situation of the harem. I am worried that the queen mother has lived in the deep palace for a long time and is unfamiliar with the affairs of the harem and has difficulty dealing with it."

Cui Rongrong smiled lightly, with a hint of teasing in her words: "With the Queen here, why should the harem be unstable? Moreover, with the Queen Mother to share the worries, the harem will surely be more harmonious. As for the Queen Mother's tactics, Queen, you naturally know better than me."

The queen pursed her lips, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she was obviously dissatisfied with Cui Rongrong's response.

There were always mysteries hidden in her words, but Cui Rong was always able to resolve them easily, which made the Queen feel an unprecedented sense of frustration.

The queen suddenly sighed, with a bit of helplessness and warning in her tone: "Back then, I was by the queen mother's side and witnessed with my own eyes the various methods she used to govern the harem. Although she often recited scriptures and prayed for blessings, I have never forgotten her swift and decisive decision. I am certainly pleased that Rongrong has been favored by the queen mother, but I am also worried. The queen mother favors you today, but if the situation suddenly changes in the future, how will you deal with it? Things in the world are unpredictable. Once the queen mother changes her mind and no longer looks at you differently, even if I want to protect you, I am afraid I will not be able to do it..."

The queen's words made people feel a chill involuntarily.

After the queen finished speaking, she turned her eyes to Cui Rong with a gentle but slightly inquiring look, but found that her face was calm, as if the conversation in front of her did not cause her any concern at all.

The queen suddenly felt a little doubtful, and it was difficult to guess her true thoughts.

This made the queen feel anxious and tense.

"I speak from the heart of a mother,"

The Queen emphasized her tone, trying to make her concern seem more sincere. "If you firmly believe in your heart that the Queen Mother would not do this, then I don't want to interfere any further."

"Many things require you to understand them by yourself. If the words of outsiders cannot touch your heart, they are just echoes in an empty valley." There was a hint of expectation in the queen's eyes.

Upon hearing this, Cui Rong nodded gently, her movements soft and elegant.

"I will remember every word of the Queen in my heart. After returning to the mansion, I will calm down and think carefully." Her voice was soft, but revealed determination.

The queen's tense nerves finally found an outlet for release in this promise, and the tense lines on her face gradually softened.

"I feel relieved that you think this way. Now that you and Yi'er have shed their childishness and grown into adults, isn't it time to plan for your future?" The queen's words were filled with some concern from an elder.

"I have discussed this with you privately several times. I understand that you have your own opinions, but Yi'er often shows his deep attachment to you in front of me. As a mother, I naturally hope that he can find a partner to spend his life with. I think you can empathize with this feeling, Rongrong."

Cui Rongrong's eyes flashed with complex emotions when she heard this, and she answered without hesitation: "My father is busy with the war on the border, and he often goes out early and comes back late. Whenever the military report comes, his brows are always furrowed, and I am also worried about this."

"If the Queen is anxious to find a good match for His Highness, there are many young, beautiful and noble women in the capital. The Queen has a keen eye and will definitely be able to choose a virtuous wife for His Highness the Crown Prince." There was a subtle hint of sarcasm in Cui Rong's words.

As she finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of the subtle change in the queen's expression from surprise to displeasure.

However, Cui Rongrong did not pause and continued, "If Her Majesty the Queen feels that there are too many choices and it is difficult to make a decision, I personally think that Zhao Xian'er, the daughter of the Zhao family who is filling the vacancy, is a good candidate."

"The little sister of the Zhao family has been good friends with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince since childhood, and there are rumors in the outside world that she has a special affection for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If the Queen can make this marriage happen, it will not only create a good story, but may also bring unexpected help to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." There was a hint of provocation in Cui Rong's words, as if she deliberately wanted to touch the Queen's reverse scale.

The queen's face turned gloomy in an instant, and the smile that she had barely maintained on the corners of her mouth quickly disappeared, replaced by a chill that went deep into her bones.

Her eyes were like sharp swords, and her voice was filled with anger that was difficult to conceal: "Yi'er is really thoughtful. She even thought of such details for him."

"It's getting late, Rong should go back and rest early." There was no trace of tenderness in the queen's words. After she finished speaking, she waved her hand to signal the palace maid to see the guest off.

Cui Rong's expression remained calm. As she stood up, she cast a last glance at the Queen.

Afterwards, she slowly left with the palace maids, her back looking particularly lonely and proud.

The queen watched her figure gradually disappearing into the distance, her face becoming increasingly gloomy, as if water were almost dripping out of it.