Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 172

Ying Yu nodded: "You can rest assured that you are a widow. It's just that going out is not as good as being in the palace. Although Jing Huan and Ling Yun around you are good, they don't know much about boxing. Sometimes An Linwei is not good at showing up, and it is inevitable that he will suffer. .”

"What is your majesty's solution?" Han Zhiyu asked very appreciatively.

After all, he worked so hard to lay the groundwork and asked so many questions, so he must not be idle.

Ying Yu clenched his fists and lowered his voice: "The widow will send you some available female guards, and they should be waiting in your palace."

Han Zhiyu saluted happily: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

In ancient times, there were no surveillance cameras or the like, and security issues still had to be considered emphatically.

Someone offered to give me a pillow when I fell asleep, which was very considerate after all.

However, Han Zhiyu thought about using their day, but she didn't expect this day to come so early.

After bidding farewell to the emperor, he was going back to his own palace, and on the way, he met Zijin who was looking for him anxiously.

Behind her were a few tall-looking girls, walking steadily and with a raw face.

It should be the female guards mentioned by the emperor.

Fortunately, they all look like normal people. If everyone is as cold as ice and kills people without blinking an eye, I'm afraid it's not easy for her to take her with her when she goes out.

"Your Majesty." Zijin saw Feng Huan and hurried over to meet her.

The court lady is very particular about her behavior, and her skirt was kicked off a lot when she acted.

Although it is not rude, it is far from graceful and graceful.

But she seemed to be in a hurry, Jing Huan didn't care about it, just asked with a slight frown, "What's the matter."

"This matter has a lot to do with it." Zijin was a little embarrassed and dared not say it directly.

Han Zhiyu lifted the curtain: "Let her come over."

"Yes." Jing Huan responded before moving away.

Zijin hurriedly thanked her and walked to Feng Huan's side: "Madam, there is a letter from the Meng family, saying that Ning Jieyu is missing."

Han Zhiyu was so frightened that she 'shuddered', but at least she was concerned about this matter and couldn't make it public.

She pressed her voice and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, the servant did not dare to delay and came to report in a hurry." Zijin lowered his head again and again: "The Meng family is very anxious and wants your help."

Han Zhiyu just felt that there were weird things everywhere in this matter. After all, the Meng family was very powerful, so how could they not find it.

Then, isn't it better to find the emperor for this kind of thing?
If it was because she was afraid of affecting Ning Jieyu's reputation, how could the emperor not know about things that a queen would know about her.

Han Zhiyu couldn't figure it out, and was also afraid that they were trying to do something with her own hands.

Although Ning Jieyu is innocent, her brother and father are both politicians, so there is no such thing as a fuel-efficient lamp.

Relying on wearing regular clothes today, there are no special items that represent identity, and I don't plan to send letters back and forth.

She turned her head and began to order: "Jing Huan, get out of the palace."

The decisions she makes are usually beyond the reach of nine cows.

So Jing Huan didn't stop him, but agreed to his fate: "Yes."

Today's trip out of the palace is special, so I didn't bring too many people with me.

They were Jing Huan and the six female guards.

Except for Jing Huanhe who left two people in the car, the others followed her on horseback.

Although it's not a big show, so many girls are riding horses and guarding the carriage, which still looks very cool.

Knowing that the queen has left the palace in person, even if there is a password to not put on any pomp.

But still, Ning Jieyu's father stood at the door to greet her, and when he saw the carriage from a distance, he stood there nervously.

Han Zhiyu was anxious about this, so she jumped off the carriage with her skirt in hand.

(End of this chapter)