Female-male sex: Salted fish forced to rise to prominence

In the end, the Empress Dowager suppressed the raging anger in her heart and cleaned up the mess. After all, it was she who invited the person, and she made the person cry. How could she explain to the person's parents?

She ordered her personal aunt Qinxin to go to the storehouse and take out a lot of exquisite jewels to reward the ladies who came here. She gave especially more rewards to the second daughter of the Ministry of Personnel, Lin Qianqian. After all, she was the one who was bullied the most. So a large number of ladies were sent out of the palace.

She had no choice but to let her perform the whole thing, and then let her unfilial son comment on it all, and then go home and cry bitterly, and then offend the ministers in the court again.

Then, for a long time, the emperor was constantly overwhelmed by impeachment memorials, which might also have overwhelmed her. It would have been terrible if those ladies of high rank came in to chat with her and disturbed her peace.

After all, the words of a prince are very important. When these girls have a bad reputation and it is difficult for them to get married, they will all come to cause trouble for her.

Moreover, there have been constant rumors about my son, such as he likes men and is inhumane. Now there is one more thing, which can make a little girl cry. He is so sharp-tongued!!!

Just thinking about this made her hair turn completely white. It was such a headache. What an unfilial son, what an unfilial son! ! !

The Queen Mother looked at her second son, who still looked innocent, and could no longer suppress her anger. She completely disregarded her own image, even throwing away her previous sage-like demeanor. She rolled up her wide sleeves and struck Prince Ye hard on the back with her bare hands.

Prince Ye's usually calm and composed face was now terrified, his perfect and handsome image instantly shattered. He could only frantically dodge his mother's chaotic punches and kicks, secretly groaning inwardly.

Prince Ye was filled with grievance and helplessness. He didn't dare to fight back, but he couldn't help but avoid it. After all, the other party was his mother. So he could only endure it all silently, hoping to calm his mother's anger as soon as possible.

"Snap!" A crisp sound echoed in the air, followed by King Ye's low cry: "Ah..." He felt a sharp pain in his back and couldn't help but gasp.

He muttered to himself, "My mother is still as strong as ever. She hit me so hard. It hurts so much..."

Seeing this, the emperor hurried forward to dissuade her, saying, "Mother, calm down. Don't get yourself hurt by anger. It's not worth it."

He tried to pull his mother away to prevent his brother from suffering further physical pain.

The Queen Mother pointed at Prince Ye and said angrily: "Look at him like this. Which good girl would be willing to marry into his family in the future? He is very good at talking."

The Queen Mother felt old. She was sweating from beating people up, but it was really satisfying. She had been annoyed with this kid for a long time. He was so old, but he couldn't even bring back a wife. He was really useless. When would she be able to hold her grandson?!

Thinking of his grandson, the more he looked at Prince Ye, the more he disliked him and he wanted to beat him up. Prince Ye didn't know that he was already a useless old bachelor in the eyes of his mother.

The queen on the side also tried to persuade him repeatedly, but the final result was that Prince Ye left the palace hungry and in disgrace. The palace didn't even prepare a carriage for him.

He knew in his heart that this must be the Queen Mother's order, and he had no way of caring about it.

Prince Ye knew that the carriage at his farm in Taohua County would not come to pick him up. Helplessly, he held onto a glimmer of hope and touched his empty pockets. Unfortunately...

So he decided to walk to his mansion in the capital. After all, compared to the manor in Taohua County, the one in the capital was closer.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, King Ye's lonely figure looked particularly desolate and bleak...