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

When the Crown Princess received this decree, her head ached.

But the Emperor is the greatest in the world, and whatever he says is what it is.

Her relationship with the prince was not good, but as husband and wife they were one, and they could still discuss important matters.

The Crown Princess was a stern person who refused to say a bad word about anyone, but she couldn't help but complain at this moment: "The Eighth Family has been working so hard for a while, and now all of a sudden...what the hell is this?"

As the Crown Princess, she was naturally superior to her other sisters-in-law and even the concubines in the palace.

But this doesn't mean that she likes to make enemies everywhere.

Guo Luoluo has been busy for so long, and now she comes out to pick peaches. Isn't that stupid?

The prince was in a very good mood: "Just do what the emperor tells you to do. I've seen that the old couple are jumping around too much. Sooner or later, they will fall down."

Anyway, this matter is something the Crown Princess has to worry about, so he just watches it for fun.

The Crown Princess was a little speechless and advised him: "Eighth Brother has made great contributions this time. Your Highness can also give him some encouragement."

The Crown Prince has become increasingly independent in recent years. Not only does he have a bad relationship with the Prince of Zhi, but he also has a shaky relationship with his younger brothers.

She saw that only the fourth brother was loyal and always protected him, and the other brothers did not seem to have any feelings for him.

The prince hates listening to others preaching to him the most, and he is also asked to be in a good relationship with the fake Eighth Brother. How can he have the patience to listen?

Before he could say a few words, he turned around and left.

The Crown Princess was not angry. She sent the person away respectfully and turned around to take the palace maid to the Imperial Concubine's Palace.

Imperial Concubine Xiao Tong Jia was the daughter of Tong Guowei and the sister of Empress Xiaoyi Ren. She was conferred the title of Imperial Concubine when the imperial harem was conferred last year.

Now, he is considered to be the one with the highest status in the palace.

But a person cannot be successful just by having a position, she also needs a son.

Any one of the four concubines would be more important than her.

She was a smart woman. She shared power with the four concubines and managed the palace affairs in an orderly manner.

He was very polite to the princes and princesses, and even more respectful to the crown prince and the crown princess.

Although Emperor Kangxi appointed her to be in charge of the Crown Princess, she obeyed the Crown Princess in everything.

The Crown Princess has been brought up like the Queen Mother since she was young. She is broad-minded and capable of planning, so of course she can handle this matter.

When she arrived at the palace of Concubine Tongjia, after a few words, she realized that this person was planning to be a hands-off boss.

She didn't point it out. After all, the rules had been drafted, so she just had to show them to the imperial concubine one by one.

Little Tong Jia was like a supporting actor. She agreed with everything the Crown Princess said and praised it again.

Finally, the rules were decided, and ladies from both the inner and outer courts donated to the victims according to their own wishes.

There is no explicit regulation on how much to donate, but secretly the amount of donation for different levels is leaked.

The arrangements from top to bottom are clear, and the achievements of each household will be recorded in due time.

They definitely don't need this little money, so of course they sent it over happily.

Only Guo Luoluo was dumbfounded. She was so angry yesterday that she felt dizzy and collapsed when she came back.

He didn't dare to ask for help from the imperial physician at this critical moment, and just slept soundly until the next day.

Who knew that when I woke up today, the sky would fall down!

"Master? What should we do?" Guo Luoluo was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

The Eighth Master had no other choice but to appease them: "I will have someone return all the donations you have collected these days and let them send them to the palace on their own."

This thing has already been done, but since the emperor asked, we have to start over again.

No matter how unwilling you are, you have to swallow it.

It’s not that Guo Luoluo doesn’t understand this principle, but she is really frustrated.

She said bitterly, "Niuhulu and I are simply incompatible!"

If Nianhulu hadn't insisted on going against her yesterday, she would have done it.

Once the silver is sent to the Ministry of Revenue, it will be useless for the Emperor to say anything.

Damn Niuhulu, she specifically came to harm her!

Guo Luoluo hated it to death, but she didn't think about it. Even if she had accepted the money yesterday, would she still be greedy and lobby others?

Wouldn't it all be in vain then?

She couldn't think of it, but Mr. Ba could.

He keenly realized that the emperor might be a little unhappy because he was too prominent.

It is still time to target Guo Luoluo. If he continues like this, the knife will probably fall on his own head.

The Eighth Master was startled and did not bother to comfort Guo Luoluo. He ran to the study to discuss countermeasures with his disciples.

Poor Guo Luoluo was busy for ten days but got nothing. She had to endure her physical discomfort and go to the palace to donate money to the Crown Princess.

She really went there with her nose pinched, and when she arrived at the East Palace, there were already quite a few people there.

They were all ladies of high rank, so everyone knew what she had been busy with recently. Everyone looked at her with mocking eyes.

These gazes made Guo Luoluo feel uneasy, and she wanted to cover her face with a handkerchief.

She did such a good thing that if the superiors were petty, they would hate her.

Fortunately, the Crown Princess was very generous. Not only did she accept the money, she also showed concern and said, "Eighth Sister-in-law looks a little pale. I think she must have been tired these days."

"Remember to ask the imperial physician to take a good look at your health later. You can't neglect your health at all."

Everyone knows that Guo Luoluo is unable to give birth to children. If she gets exhausted now, it would be a waste of time and effort.

Guo Luoluo was being stared at by everyone, and she could only hold on with all her strength, straighten her back and say goodbye.

She walked step by step on the palace road, and the gazes behind her made her face hot.

She inexplicably thought of the time when her father passed away. She was still young at that time and could only cry blankly.

But the looks and words of those people pierced her heart like sharp arrows.

Pitiful, shameful, how can I live...

Even when those arrows were flying towards me, my mother and grandfather still helped to block them.

Now, she has to carry it alone.

Guo Luoluo walked faster and faster, almost running on the palace road.

Then she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, her eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was the plain bed curtains.

On the green bed curtains, long vines were embroidered with silk threads of the same color.

There are densely packed leaves on the vines, and from time to time, a few gourds of varying sizes appear from among the leaves, looking very cute as they peek out.

Guo Luoluo stared at it for a while, and then she remembered that this bed curtain was embroidered for her by Wei herself when she got married.

But she disliked the color and politely declined. Where should it be hung?

"Zhi...Zhilan~" She cleared her hoarse throat and called the maid.

There was a commotion outside, and it sounded like there were a lot of people around.

When the green bed curtains were drawn open, the first thing Guo Luoluo saw was Wei's beautiful face.

Wei's usually austere face was filled with even more melancholy. She sighed and said to her, "Good child, please accept my condolences first..."