No, I was just a concubine, how did I become the queen?

In Linfengju, candlelight flickers in the warm room.

The Fourth Master frowned and kept turning the ring on his right hand.

"The palace will follow quietly. Li promised not to make any moves there."

Gao Ziliang took the order and left, then he let out a long breath.

He wanted to get rid of Yi, but he was a prince who had left the palace to build his own residence, and he did not have that many people.

The few spies that were finally planted were mostly there to gather information and had never done anything to harm anyone.

If you act rashly, not only will you lose a spy, but you will also be easily exposed.

Fortunately, after the boss thought he had gotten what he wanted, he became a little impatient and took action first.

But he failed and was pinned down by the prince's men.

If the prince gets involved in this kind of thing, then we can’t do anything about it.

When Lin Mingyan heard the news brought back by the Fourth Master, she could only watch him with a headache.

For Yi to be able to come up with something so incredible, he must have a golden finger.

Fortunately, this golden finger should not be that powerful, otherwise she would not be defeated everywhere.

This is how she made the talisman paper props. I wonder how much more she can come up with.

This thing can really cause a bloody storm.

The Fourth Master was bearing the wind and rain outside, and Lin Mingyan was living a peaceful life in the inner courtyard.

Another New Year's Eve has come, and everyone is one year older.

Unfortunately, Fu Cha of Nara Mansion did not live to see her grow older. She died of illness at the age of 29.

Fujin and Fucha were probably diagnosed with the same illness around the same time, but the imperial physicians could not find the cause.

At least Fu Jin still has money, good medicine, and is still alive.

But Fucha was not so lucky. Fei Yanggu was not very rich, so it was impossible for him to give her a mountain of gold and silver to spend.

Her sons have all married, and some have grandchildren. The whole family needs to eat, so no one would spend all their money on her.

Originally, there was the filial daughter, Fu Jin, to provide a safety net, but Fu Jin is now lying in bed unable to move and can't even protect herself. How can we help her?

When Fucha was lying on the hospital bed, she shed tears of regret.

Whenever Rong Mama thought of the scene when she visited Fu Cha on the 29th, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

That day, the terminally ill Fu Jin was clear-headed for a while, but she was thinking about Fu Cha who was also ill.

He specifically instructed her to bring good medicine to visit Fucha in Nara Mansion.

Of course, Rong Mama was eager to go to Nara Mansion. How could she not be willing as long as she could see the miserable condition of Fucha?

When we arrived at the main courtyard of Nara Mansion, we could smell a very bitter medicinal smell from afar.

When she arrived at Fucha's bedside, Rong Mama was even more pleased and wanted to clap her hands in celebration.

Fu Cha was originally such an arrogant person, but now she is lying on the hospital bed, extremely thin, and she is crying just looking at her.

She said with difficulty: "Madame Rong...Is the Concubine...Is she okay?"

She now understands that among so many biological sons, the only one she can rely on in the end may be this adopted daughter.

If she hadn't been thinking about her and often sending her medicine and money, she would have passed away long ago!

"Alas, Fu Jin is not feeling well either," Rong Mama said pretentiously, "It seems that she has been unable to eat or drink recently."

"Tell me, you haven't done anything immoral, why is God torturing you like this?"

Damn it!

God’s retribution is late, I, Madam Rong, will take care of you!

Fucha's brain had become dull and she didn't realize the viciousness in this sentence.

She just pleaded with tears in her eyes: "Mammy, you must be well... take good care of Fu Jin..."

Only when she gets better can I have hope of getting better.

Fu Cha understood this principle very well.

"Alas, it's not easy for the Concubine either. She did so many stupid things in the past, and now the Master doesn't like her either," Rong Mama deliberately hit her sore spot.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Fu Cha couldn't help but regret: "It's all my fault...it's all my fault. If I had taken good care of her, she would be so beautiful now~"

This daughter was deliberately raised astray by her since she was young. If she had known that she would have to rely on her in the end, she would have raised her well.

It’s too late to say anything now. I just hope that the mother and daughter’s illness can be cured.

She will definitely teach her well in the future.

Seeing how regretful she was, Rong Mama felt pleased.

She was about to say something when Nanny Wu came in with a bowl of ginseng soup. The faint smell of ginseng was almost inaudible.

Aunt Rong was startled and said, "Oh my! Last month, Fu Jin asked me to bring her some century-old ginseng. Have you finished it already?"

"This bowl of ginseng soup has no taste, right?!"

When Fu Cha met Nanny Wu's eyes, there was nothing she didn't understand.

Her husband and son must be eager for her to be buried quickly, right?

She really hated it and regretted it so much!

"Here, take this ginseng and stew it," Rong Mama took out a ginseng from the gift box and gave it to Wu Mama.

The nanny looked at Fucha and had no choice but to take people to the small kitchen to cook.

The maid in the room was called away, and there was no one else left. It suddenly became eerily quiet.

Rong Mama sneered at Fu Cha and said, "Fu Cha, being sick doesn't feel good, does it?"

"The person closest to you cut off your medical care and your medicine. Do you feel resentful?"

Fucha noticed something was wrong, but she was speechless, and Rong Mama continued to speak.

"That was also the case when Jueluo passed away. She died in agony without any medical treatment or medicine."

"You...you are Jueluo..." Fucha exclaimed.

She remembered the youngest maidservant beside Jueluo, who looked silly.

She thought she had sent him away, but unexpectedly, he changed his name and entered Nara Mansion again!

"You have a really good memory," Rong Mama sneered, "Isn't it me?"

"Actually, I wasn't planning on seeking revenge. After all, my master's only wish was for her daughter to be alive and well."

"But you absolutely shouldn't have raised Fu Jin to be as selfish, arrogant, and inhumane as you are!"

That means that the daughter in the master's heart has long been dead.

The master's last wish has not been fulfilled, so this vengeance must be avenged!

"You...you...someone come here..." Fucha wanted to shout, but her throat could no longer make a loud sound.

Aunt Rong's smile was scarier than a ghost: "Don't worry, your good daughter will come to accompany you later."

"By the way, you wait on the Naihe Bridge. Your son and grandson will also be here, so they won't have to wait too long."

Rong Mama's revenge is not just about killing one or two people. Now almost everyone in this mansion has lit calming incense.

A family should be together and harmonious...